Ever since I was a young girl I took notice of my body at quite an early age. My attraction to boys soon fallowed and it didn't take long for me to build up the reputation as the neighborhood hussy. I could turn any basic game into something sexual in no time. The other girls hated me and it's pretty safe to say that most of my friends were boys. I hated the names that the girls, and soon their moms, were calling me but I just couldn't help myself. My appetite for any kind of sexual attention was insatiable.
I broke a lot of hearts in high school as my body grew into itself and I broke up a few friendships too. I hated the path I was going down and even when I tried to turn off the charm to save hearts and friendships the guys just kept on coming. I was a one woman wrecking crew. But deep down I've always had this inner primal sexual she demon that I just can't seem to tame.
I had my son at the young age of 20 with a guy that was nothing more than a bad boy personality and a broken condom. He was the one who really broadened and woke up my ferocious and devilish sexual behavior. We didn't really date that long, especially once he found out I was pregnant but in that short time I discovered my inner whore in ways I kind of knew were inside of me but hoped would always stay dormant.
My parents didn't take the news very well but they knew what a little tramp I was from childhood so I think they had mentally prepared for a grandchild well before I broke the news to them. Sadly broken condom boy wanted nothing to do with raising a child and although I cursed him at first, I didn't blame him later on in life. My parents were there for me and helped me raise my son with loving open arms. I never took to the married life. I was always afraid of breaking more hearts and my dad was enough of a role model and positive male influence on my son as any random man could have been and I appeased my empty loneliness with no strings dating and kept my inner whore satisfied.
Despite not growing up with an actual father, and thanks to my dad's guidance, my son turned out to be a pretty normal young man. He got into a little trouble as a kid but nothing that made him into a menace to Society. Besides my dad, he's been the most stable man in my life and I love him with all my heart. So much love in fact that when I started seeing how much of a handsome man he was developing into I noticed a jealous and possessive streak in me when girls started to also take an interest in him. This was "my" man, that "I" raised from birth and I wasn't about to loose him to some little jezebel cheerleader bitch. Shit, I was that bitch. I know all about that bitch. But I also know growing young boys are filled with eager hormones looking to fuck anything that moves or doesn't move like tube socks, couch cushions, and one day even his mommy's panties as I discovered in the laundry.
Holy fuck, this kid needs to get laid but what was I going to do? I didn't want to embarrass him and bring up my little discoveries of his sexual releases so I made up one of my dresser drawers with panties he could use for that purpose. This went on for a month or so until one day when I went into his room to clean, I accidentally bumped into his desk and his computer screen popped on. It was a full on porn site with several open tabs at the top. To my shock they were all on mommy porn. I was not prepared for this.
My mom was always my rock growing up, my grand parents were great too but she was the one who picked me up when I was down and always made me feel better. I've always had a special place in my heart for her. As I started getting older my dreams started to get stranger and stranger. Certain girls at school were in my dreams and even some of my female teachers. Of course this lead to morning wood that lead to the greatest discovery of all, masturbation.
So night dreams soon became day dreams and girls my own age were replaced by more mature older women. For the life of me I don't know why but there was something about older women that fascinated me. Now I'm eighteen and still all I masturbate to is older mature women. I had some good looking P.E. teachers and this one English teacher Miss Vallon. She would always sit up on the desk and cross her legs. For a split second I could catch a glimpse of her panties and she had these great legs.
Now this is where it gets weird and even a little sick but one day when I was passing my mom's room I peeked in on her taking a shower, I felt a jolt in my cock and ran to my room to try and expunge the image from my mind. But the more it tried to erase it, the harder my dick got. Even at 38 years old her ass was still firm and she had a nice rack, probably a "C" cup or bigger. Some of my best guy friends had teased that she was hot but I never took notice until that shower shot. Was I going crazy? Did I actually have a thing for my mom?
I had already discovered porn on the web but I was compelled to look into any and all mom/son stuff. And sure enough, there was tons of it. Some claiming to be amateur "real" mom and son sex, some was acting roleplay but all of it was so god damn erotic. I must have gone through a weeks worth of tube socks in just a few nights, jacking off to mommy porn. Then when I ran out of socks I turned to something totally taboo, my mom's panties. I only took a few so as not to raise suspicion but the act of bringing my penis closer to my mom's vagina made it very naughty indeed.
Some of the porn vids I watched had some women that talked very VERY dirty to their son's. Now all my key word searches are dirty talking moms or any possible combinations of those words. I'm obsessed with it. Lately I find myself closing my eyes and picturing my mom saying those nasty filthy words to me. Fuck man, I was going down a dark and dirty road and I had no idea why or where these sick taboo urges were coming from.
The panty raid to my dresser drawer was one thing but the major red flag was those mommy porn sites on my son's computer. This was beyond an older woman fetish, this was a son craving his mom. Why else would he be looking at such things? Maybe he had a fascination with incest but not necessarily his actual mother. "Crap", I said out loud. How could I approach this? It had to be handled with care. I loved my son very much and would do anything to spare his embarrassment. But this was something that could not just be swept under the rug. The longer it went on, the bigger and more difficult the situation would become. I had to do something. Maybe a test. Maybe a somewhat provocative outfit would do the trick? A push-up bra and low cut top. Some tight fitting pants, all I could do was try it and see what happened.
As I went to bed that night I couldn't help but think of what my pent up hormonal son was looking at on his computer at that very moment. More mommy porn to be sure. As I dwelt on it I suddenly felt my channel flood with moisture and my clitoris became engorged. My nipples also became hard as number 2 pencil erasers. My hand made it's way to my soaking wet cunny and I let out a sigh as I made slow circles with my fingers. My other hand began flicking and massaging my erect nipples. The thought of my handsome young man in the very next room masturbating to mommy porn was too much to suppress my inner sex demon. My fire has always been strong and now I was really being put to the test. Oh shit, oh fuck, I'm cuuuuuming.
I bit my lip to stifle any noise but in all honesty I am normally a very loud and vocal sex partner, thanks to my son's father. He was the one who made me into a super kinky perverted lover. When we had sex we would say the dirtiest nastiest things to each other. I loved it. And the raunchier it got the more intense our orgasms became. Oh sweet jesus, did I just masturbate to thoughts of my son? Oh my god, I am going down a dark and dirty road.
The next morning I got up at the usual time to make breakfast for the both of us and I decided to put operation "hot clothes" into action. I got to the kitchen before my son and began some bacon and eggs. It was a Saturday morning so I let him sleep in and allowed the smell of breakfast do the waking for me.
I woke up to the smell of cooked bacon and the sounds of spatulas, pots, and pans. Could there be a better way to wake up? Also knowing that it was a Saturday and no school was a bonus. I normally sleep naked so I slipped on a pair of sweatpants and groggily walked towards the kitchen. Just before I walked through the open doorway I got a look at what my mom was wearing and her ass was on full display, accentuated by a pair of tight spandex. When she turned I got another view of her tits in a low cut shirt and I had an instant hard on that was all too visible through my sweatpants. Before I could turn and make any necessary adjustments she looked up and spotted me. I made a beeline for my usual chair at the table and helped myself to a glass of oj saying, "Good morning mom", in the process.
My first glance was straight to his crotch to see the tell all hard on and prove my suspicions. He thought he was faster than my eyes and that would have been true if it weren't for the fact that I was prepared to look for exactly that tell all. And it was amazingly stiff and oh what an impressive bulge it was. But was this just normal teen age morning wood or did I just bust him taking in his mother's ample curves. If it was just typical morning wood that he woke up to then why didn't he take care of that before he walked into the kitchen? And also why the big rush to the table? Was he that thirsty for a glass of orange juice?
"Good morning sweetheart. Sleep ok?"
"Yeah, great."
"My my, aren't we thirsty this morning. That was quite a rush to the table."
"Oh uhh, no."
"No?"
"I mean, yes."
"Yes?... Well what is it honey? Yes you're thirsty or no, you weren't rushing?" I purposely cornered him then smiled at his discomfort.
"I... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to rush but yes I was thirsty." I began to drink slowly to keep the need from talking. I really fucking blew that one. What an idiot I am. Did she see it? Did she catch a glimpse of the still raging hard on I have. Change the fucking subject you moron. "Is that bacon I smell? Sure smells good."
"Yes baby, and I have eggs on the way." Did he think he's so smart as to change the subject on me? You've got to get up much earlier to outsmart this fox. I think I need to have a better look at that hard on. "Uh honey, could you please reach up here and grab a couple of plates for us? They're just out of reach for me." But first, let's get a look at the panic on his face.
Fuck! What do I do? She wants me to get up and get the plates. And the longer I sit here the more she's gonna know something's up. My cock that is. FUCK!
"Is everything okay baby?"
"Yeah, the plates. You know mom, how about some paper plates? Then you won't have to worry about washing them. Aren't they right next to you in the pantry?" WHY WONT THIS FUCKING HARD ON GO AWAY. FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!! I smiled at her.
Oh that sneaky little bastard. Trying to out fox the fox. "Oh honey, you're so sweet. I'm already going to be doing dishes so what's a couple of more plates?" I smiled right back. Check and mate my friend.
BITCH! Bitch, bitch, bitch. Wait, ah ha. That's it. "Mom, the eggs. They're going to burn." She turned her back to me to look at the eggs and I sprang to the dish cabinet just above her but she was in the way, but fuck, no time. I reached up to grab the plates and as I did my totally swollen cock plunges full into her ass crack. Shit!
I couldn't suppress an audible intake of air as my son crashed full into my back side, lodging his 'hard for his mom' teen cock between my ass cheeks. I could practically feel every vain on his massive member like the blind reading brail. His flimsy sweatpants against my tight thin spandex were not leaving anything to the imagination and my channel was instantly flooded with wetness. It was all over in seconds but I could swear that he lingered and may even have gotten up on his tippy toes for an extra added little ride up my ass valley. It was all I could do not to push back and really send his throbber in deeper. However, my question was answered and then some, so I allowed him safe passage back to the table with my back remained turned. "Thank you baby, that was really... helpful."
"Sure thing mom, umm... I really need to use the bathroom before I eat. I'll be right back."
"Okay sweetie, eggs will be done when you get back."
I put the plates on the table, walked quickly but not at a dead run to the bathroom. Get there, close the door, and lock it.
I turned off the burner to the eggs, fallowed him to the bathroom on cats feet to the bathroom door.
I let out a sigh and mutter under my breath, "You idiot."
I placed my ear to the door and held my breath and thought I heard, "You idiot. You stupid stupid idiot."
"You stupid stupid idiot." I ran the faucet and splashed some water on my face. Then I gave myself a nice firm slap across my face. Something's got to get rid of this hard on.
I heard running water then a slap. And then two more.
I gave myself two more and then, finally, FINALLY, I could feel it going limp. I let out another sigh and flushed the toilet.
I heard him sigh and then the toilet flushed. Again on cats feet I quickly made my way back to the kitchen just in time to spatula up some eggs and put them on the plates.
I walked back in, soft as cooked spaghetti but kept my eyes down. No need to have a repeat performance. For the rest of breakfast I am gonna keep my eyes on my plate or anywhere else but her.
"Honey, your face, it's all red. Is that a hand print on your face?"
"What? It's red? That's weird." I dove into the eggs and filled my mouth with a nice big mouthful to extinguish the conversation. At least on my end.
"Yeah and there's a distinct hand print on your cheek."
"Muy don mo", I said with a mouthful. Then shoveled more eggs in before the last mouthful was gone.
"Well, alright. I guess it's nothing." I said with a slight smile. "By the way, you haven't seen any of my underwear accidentally mixed in with your socks have you?" I watched as scrambled eggs came rocketing out of his nose and his eyes were tearing fallowed by a seizure of coughing. "Oh honey, are you alright? You mustn't eat so quickly. Here, drink some more orange juice", I handed him his glass with another hidden smile. This game was fun.
This fucking sucks. I take back what I said about could there be a better way to wake up on a Saturday morning. For christ's sake, can this breakfast get any worse? I need this to be over. I just want to finish my food and go back to my room.
"So, what have you got planned for today baby?"
"Uhh, not sure. Probably get dressed and go see what Jacob's up to. I heard he got a new camera drone with a wireless wrist watch control."
"A new camera what, with a what watch control? Can you explain that in 'mom' language please?"
"It's this sort of flying helicopter robot that is linked to his watch and fallows him around like a puppy dog and films everything. We might take our skateboards to the skatepark and hang out."
"Wow, you kids with your modern toys these days. Well, have fun."
"Okay mom, thanks for breakfast. I think I'm gonna get dressed and get going. We'll probably grab a slice at Grecko's later and I'll be home for dinner sometime tonight."
"You'll be home by 6:00 young man."
"6:30"
"6:15, and not a minute later."
"Okay mom." At last, get me out of this kitchen. I got up to leave and hear.
"Stop, aren't you forgetting something?"
I turn to see her tapping the side of her face indicating a kiss on her cheek. I walk over and leaned in when she pulls a fast one and quickly turns her head to intercept my lips with hers. She must have licked them cuz they were wet with moisture. As quick as I could pull away I felt her tongue slip out ever so slightly against my lips for a millisecond. She laughed in a teasing 'Ahh ha. Got ya that time' kinda way but I was positive she tried to slip me some tongue. But it happened so quick it was hard to be sure. I smiled awkwardly in return to her prank but there was a look in her eyes that was complete mischief. Am I ever going get out of this kitchen and into the safety of my room? I turn to walk away only to hear snickering from my mom. 20 seconds dude, and you'll be in your room. 10, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... Freedom.
As I listened for his door to close I took a sip of my coffee and the dirty girl spoke right up saying, 'Well, that was a nice hard cock. When do we get to feel that fucking monster for real?'
'Shut up you bitch, he's my son. And by the way, there's only me. There is no we.'
'You know, you keep saying that and yet here I am, still here. Face it, your son has a major boner for you. And I want to feel that thing thrusting in and out till he bursts his dam. Like it or not I'm not going anywhere so you may as well get any ideas of shutting me out over and done with. Besides, he failed the fucking test. That wasn't a Twinkie he shoved up your ass crack in case you didn't notice, that was a god damn salami and you know it. And what was up with that extra little shove he gave you. He was practically dry humping you like a fucking dog. Wake up bitch, your kid wants to bone you. How much more proof do you fucking need. HE'S WATCHING MOMMY PORN ON THE FUCKING COMPUTER!'
'Shut up, shut UP, SHUT UUUUUUP!' I gulped down the last of my coffee and began in on the dishes. 'And the next time you try and stick your tongue in my son's mouth, I'll fucking bite it off.'
'Okay bitch, calm down. I was just trying to get a little taste. One little taste.'
I got dressed, grabbed my board, and flew out the door as fast as I could. The only thing on my mind was putting as much distance as possible from my place. WHAT THE FUCK?! Did that just happen? Did I just dry smash my mom's ass? My mom's sweet, firm, juicy ass? God that felt good. Her luscious globes surrounding my cock, accepting me in like a warm hug from heaven. I'm not going to lie that I couldn't resist a little extra curricular tippy toe action.
'But that was a risky move bro. You've got some big balls to pull off that move dude. But I have to say, way to go man. That definitely took some stones. But what I want to know is, why was she dressed that way? I've never seen her dressed that way for breakfast. She's usually in slippers and a robe and you're lucky if you get a little ankle. And let's revisit this whole tongue thing you're on the fence about. That was definitely her tongue you felt. Was that an accident on her part? Turning in to meet your lips is totally her. Good ol prankster mom. That I get, but if that tongue was on purpose... that is something else altogether.'
'I get that, but let's just say for the sake of argument that the tongue "was" on purpose and she did dress sexy to try and get me hard... then that would mean that she has a thing for me and that can not be true. It simply can not be true.'
'But... but, but, but wait a minute, what about the panty comment. She has to know about the missing panties?'
'First of all that was not a comment, that was a question. An innocent inquiry about some missing underwear. That proves nothing.'
'Well, just the same, you better mellow out on the panty raids bro. You're gonna get caught and then you'll have some explaining to do.'
'You could be right. It's time to put a stop to that. They're soft and all but it's not worth the risk.''So now what? What happens next?'
'I don't know man, I don't know. I guess I'll see what happens when I get home.'
'Dang dude, dang.'
She was right though, you could maybe explain away the tippy toe move but the mommy porn... huh uh. And let's stop rationalizing that he's thinking of other mom's, the mom's that he's looking at on the screen that aren't you, who don't have your face. As much as she's a mischievous little trouble maker she brings up a solid point. Your son is looking at mommy porn and you can't explain that away. You have to strongly consider that. And as much as I hate to embarrass him, maybe catching him in the act is the only way to get this out in the open. The only way to brooch the conversation. And it can be done tactfully. You don't have to bum rush into his room. The way to do it is with soft spoken words of sympathy and understanding. Yeah that's it. Don't get mad. Just remain calm and take all the pressure out of the room.
So that's it. You're doing this. Tonight when he's on the computer you're not going to knock but slowly and calmly walk in and with no accusation in your voice, ask what he's looking at.
Oh god, I hate this. I always knew I was going to have to have the facts of life talk with him someday but not about sleeping with his own mother. Fuck, this sucks. But I have to do it. We live in the same house and we've always been open and honest with each other. This is too big, too huge to sweep under the rug. It'll be fine, everything is gonna work out just fine. And we'll be stronger for it. That's how people grow, how they bond on a deeper level. Through adversity grows strength. Pain is weakness leaving the body. Well, all I can say is, we're gonna be damn strong tomorrow. Still doesn't mean I'm not scared to death.
When I got home I was expecting a weird tension between us at dinner but my mom was actually mellow and quiet and I was grateful. I could have sworn my mom was testing and teasing me at breakfast. But now she was quiet and simply asked if I had fun but no other probing questions, and she was not dressed to entice a hard on any more. In fact she seemed a little withdrawn like she had something weighing on her mind. She was always the good one at pulling out my feelings when I was down but I never had that same talent. I mean she didn't look sad or anything but more timid than I've seen her, certainly the opposite of this morning.
After dinner we had some ice cream by the TV and even though she wasn't dressed sexy, she did smell good. And I could tell it wasn't perfume, she just smelled good. I, on the other hand, probably stunk. I've been skateboarding all day. You dumb ass, why the fuck didn't you shower when you got home? You're an idiot. I did my best to catch a whiff of my pits without detection and as far as I could tell there was nothing offensive. But maybe I was just nose blind, so used to my own stench that I couldn't tell if I smelled bad. Crap! You're an idiot.
God he smelled good. All that musky sweat wafting off of him, his deodorant right at the end of its expiration for the day but still just enough there to be faintly doing its job. More moisture saturated my slit as my nose drank in his intoxicating aroma. Any other man would have been devoured by now by my weak will powerless inner slut for such an assault on my senses. I would have jumped his bones and fucked him unconscious. But not this man, this was my fucking son, and yet he is shattering my last remaining bastions of strength without saying a word. How much more of this can I take? How much resistance is left in my tank to hold back the yin to my yang, the eternal opposing force within me? Does he not realize the danger he's in? If only he knew that sitting next to him is a person capable of devouring him whole, balls deep, his purple mushroom cap saying hello to my larynx over and over and over again. Then soothing my burning throat with a load of his sweet velvety...
"Mom... mom?"
I jerked my head quicker than I intended, "Yes honey?"
"Think I'm gonna turn in."
"Oh okay baby. Sleep tight. I'm probably going to be right behind you." In fact, after I let you settle into your computer I'll be right in. I'll give him 15-20 minutes and then it's out in the open time. Fuck, I'm scared to death.
The fact of the matter was, my mom's smell was driving me crazy and I just had to leave the situation. I wasn't tired at all. I was frustrated as hell though. I needed to get to my computer for something extra raunchy. A day like today was going to take something completely filthy and dirty to rid myself of the sexual torment I've been put through. I closed the door and grabbed an old reliable tube sock and went to the web for some healing. I had some recent tabs up but I needed to start fresh. There was one actress that always got me through. Her name was Goddess Brittany Lynn. I did a newest clip search of her and found a couple of ones I hadn't seen. She specialized in taboo porn. Her dirty talk was second to none. I could always count on her verbal filth to take me where I needed to be. I kept the volume low so mom couldn't hear and dropped my pants around my ankles then slipped on ol reliable. Then clicked play and away we went.
The Goddess started off with a familiar scenario. Mother catches son watching porno. It built up into a teaching the facts of life, birds and the bees, talk and then the clothes started coming off. Okay, time to start stroking. There's some cock sucking, some pussy eating, and my favorite ass eating. Throughout the video she is slinging her delicious words bringing me to the edge until I back off because I'm saving my orgasm for just the right moment, just the right phrase of dirty word combinations to flood into ol reliable and expel the frustrations of my day. So now we're finally at the intercourse part of the vid and Goddess Brittany had worked herself into a frenzy. She spat out curse words left and right, egging her stunt cock to bang her mercilessly.
I'm moments away from the official end of my day and a soft gentle voice behind me hand grenades my moment to smithereens and I can only seem the hear the erie violin sound that sends chills up your spine in any good horror movie. You know the one, that long drawn out bow being dragged across the violin string signifying that nothing less than death itself is right behind you or has just walked into the room. I clicked the stop button to the video just as the Goddess spewed a particularly colorful strand of some of her most putrid verbal filth I have heard up to date. Even with the volume lowered there was no mistaking what she said and no doubt what it was that I was doing. Way too late to try and fake or bullshit my way out of this one. All I got out of my mouth was "mom", but before I could continue I was cut off by,
"Honey, relax. It's okay. You're not in trouble. I've known about your porn watching for a while now and I'm fine with it. There isn't a red blooded boy in the world with access to the internet that hasn't watched his fair share or porn. Girls too. Hell, I'm not ashamed to say that I've enjoyed some porn here and there, so really, don't freak out cuz I know you're probably crazy with shame right now and I'm trying to tell you that I just don't care. Do you believe me?"
Frozen for a second I finally said, "Yes". As she continued speaking in a soothing tone, she slowly began to talk me from the ledge of every kids worst nightmare.
"Believe it or not, I actually want to help you. But in order to do that we need to be truthful about some things, myself included. Now I'll go first. I'm gonna tell you a little something about myself as a sign of trust and it's not going to be an easy thing to admit, especially to you since you're just about the most important person in my life. But you gotta promise me that you will in turn do me that same honesty and tell me something that you think might be hard to say. Is it a deal?"
It felt like I was striking a bargain with the devil but again I just said, "Yes".
"Very good baby, I know how hard that last yes was cuz quite frankly I'm terrified right now. Ok well, it's just like ripping off a band aid right, do it quick. So, you never really knew your father and I've never really talked much about him and some might call it an accident however I call it a blessing but the truth is, you were in fact conceived through a faulty condom. And I wouldn't trade that faulty condom for anything in the world. The day I knew you existed was one of the happiest days of my life but you should also know that maybe one of the reasons for the failure of that condom on that day might have been caused by the very thing you were just watching that I couldn't help but over hear. We were going at it pretty aggressively and it's not a huge surprise to me that it probably caused enough stress on that condom to make it fail. That actress you were just watching may as well have been me. I was and still am a lot like she is. So you see honey, who am I to stand here in judgment of you when I'm not any better or worse. As far as I'm concerned I don't see anything wrong with watching a little porn.
As for your dad well he just wasn't cut out for fatherhood and we were more in lust than in love anyway so please try not to blame him too much. Besides, I think we did okay with grandpa and grandma and you and me don't you think? So that's me going first... kind of a doozy huh? What do ya say kiddo, ready to share some stuff?"
I waited for him to speak and got a long pause. "I know, that was a tough act to fallow." I attempted a laugh to break the Mount Whitney size tension in the room. "Believe me when I say baby that there is nothing you can't say to me. I will always have your back and never EVER judge you. I love you more than life itself and trust me when I say that the feeling of the weight of unburdenment is the most liberating feeling you'll ever experience. You're way too young to be carrying such a heavy load. Please son, tell me what's on your mind." Still he kept quiet and just when I was about to open my mouth with more words of encouragement he said simply,
"I love you."
"Oh honey, mommy loves you too."
"No, you don't understand. I love you... love you, like more than just a son that loves his mother." This was it, there was no turning back. I was about to reveal my most deepest darkest secret in the depths of my locked away vault. The vault that nobody knows. And as deep as my mom's confession just was and as much as she assured me that she would not judge, my confession could shatter our bond to pieces. But I had to take that leap of faith. I just had to cross that bridge. I turned around and looked into her eyes and surrendered my trust to the only person on this earth that I did trust. And as I looked into her eyes, I did see it. I saw that trust and said, "I love you like no man ever loved another woman in the world. I see you as more than my mother. I see you as my lover and I want to share my bed with you. I want to share my body with you, and most importantly I want to share my soul with you." Tears flooded down the face of my mother as the lumps in my throat choked and obstructed the last of my words. Seeing her tears sent me past my breaking point and a tidal wave of emotion broke down the walls of my vault and she ran to me and threw her arms around me and we sobbed like babies taking in their first breath of life. We stayed there holding each other for what seemed like a very long time until I stood up from the chair and l took my mother's head in my hands and pressed my lips against hers for the first time. Not as mother and son but as two people in love and I poured all of my heart into that kiss. It was a kiss of passion, of lust, and a kiss of total love for another human being. And she gave it back with interest and gusto. Soon her hands began exploring my body and she said,
"Oh sweetheart, you have no idea how long I've been waiting for you to say that, how long I've been wanting to hear you say those exact words. Those are the words that all women on this earth want to hear but you're saying them to me. And I feel exactly the same way. Do you realize what this means? It means that we no longer need to hide our feelings from each other. There's no need for secrets or vaults or any shame of any kind. We have set each other free and I think that there's no better way to consecrate our Devine purpose and freedom than to give into our mutually satisfying passions.
"Yes mother, yes." We shared another passionate kiss.
"But the same as in our trust for each other with our hearts we have to be equally honest with our body's. We have to listen to our body's and give each other what our body's are craving. Food alone does not feed a body. Lust and desire must also be fed. And I know I have already deprived you of your lustful feeding once tonight. And I have sorely neglected my own feeding to the point of near starvation. I think it's time I got my love life out of neutral. So let's feast on each other and replenish and nourish our lustful appetites until we are full and are stuffed with desire." I took off all my clothes and stood before my son ready to give into carnal pleasures so dark it was likely he would miss school on Monday.
The quiet rear sneak attack by my mom had deflated my dick almost instantly but seeing her completely naked body brought my boner right back to life. She could easily give any 20 something a run for their money. And her pussy was all woman. It was not bald like in some of the porn vids I've seen. She had a nicely trimmed bush that let me know I was dealing with a woman, not some hairless teen. It was my first look at the real thing in the flesh and it was magnificent. The low light of my computer screen was enough to illuminate a glistening wetness around her vag lips that gave my cock another jolt which traveled up my spine to my brain.
My channel reignited with juice as I watched my son's cock grow hard for his mom as he drank in my body for the first time. I could almost feel his eyes as he slowly looked me up and down. My nipples were hard as granite and my clit was swollen to capacity. A gentle breeze could have made me cum right then and there as I salivated over my son's hard veiny throbber. The dirty girl screamed 'attack' like a K9 cop would command their dog to pounce on the bad guy, but with extreme restraint and will power I just walked forward and began with some soft kisses on my son's lightly hairy chest.
He had an athletic build from being an active teenage boy. He did not workout with weights but just had a naturally tight tone body. As I peppered his chest with kisses his musky scent drove me crazy with desire. All I wanted to do was ravage him like a lioness on a helpless gazelle but I didn't want to scare my pray away. I had to show the dirty girl who was boss and played it cool until the time was right to strike then I would let her feed and take over and only god could help my poor son after I released her. There was only so much longer I could hold her back, she would not be denied her suppressed carnal desires.
I was frozen about what to do next. This was my first woman, my first sexual experience. As I mulled over how to make my move she took all the pressure off and stepped towards me. She began kissing my chest and each touch of her soft lips on my skin sent tingles pulsing through me. I allowed her lips to continue their exploration and let my hands take a little tour of her body and curves. I started with her amazing tits and noticed how hard her nipples were. I ran my fingers across them and they popped right back into it place. I also felt the tiny pimply bumps on my mom's aureolas. This was all new to me so I hope I was doing everything right.
As I felt my virgin son fondle his first pair of breasts with child like enthusiasm and innocent curiosity, I could sense his discomfort and inexperience. I needed to take charge and guide him through his first time with a woman. I asked, "Honey, would you like to go over to the bed?"
"Sure", I answered with a lump in my throat.
"Okay baby but can we do something before we start, would it be alright if I turned the light on? I want to get a good look at you and you can also see me."
"Sure mom, that would be great."
I went to the light switch by the door and flipped it on, and when I looked back at my scrumptious young man, I really got a good look at his divine cock. It was not the ridiculously huge schlong that you see on the man cocks in porn vids but it was not small by any means. I visually judged it to be about 7-8 inches which is perfect for all the holes I wanted to have it pounding, and thrusting, and...
"Mom?"...
"Yes baby, I was just... sorry. Yes, let's go to the bed." My heart was pounding out of my chest as I joined my son on his bed.
I could actually feel my heart pounding out of my chest as I walked towards my bed to my mom. My mom. Fuck, was this actually about to happen? Was I actually about to have sex with my mom and what the fuck was I going to do, how was I supposed to start this off? I began to shake a little and my mind was wracked with nerves.
As anxious as I was to ravage my son's body I could see he was shaking with nerves and my compassion as a mother superseded my burning sexual needs. My protective instincts kicked in and I growled and snarled back at the animal inside that was about to pounce on it's helpless pray. This poor kid was scared shitless. Not only was it his first time but with his mom. He must be out of his mind with fear. The last thing he needs is for some blood thirsty animal to savagely consume him whole. Besides, he's probably so excited he'll likely erupt like a volcano at the slightest touch. No, what's needed here is a careful gentle hand and some soft spoken coaching, like the first day on the practice field.
As we climbed onto the bed I said, "Lay on your back baby and just relax. I want you to close your eyes for a minute and empty your mind of all your nerves. I know you must be nervous and I am too but take some deep breaths and try and relax. Just let me take care of everything and give into your desires. I want you to surrender to all your deepest pleasures. And if you feel like you're going to cum then don't fight it, even if it happens quickly. I'll teach you a little more about control later. We're gonna do a lot of practicing, don't you worry about that. Okay baby, close your eyes, take some deep breaths, and relax."
So again my ace of a mother talks me down from the ledge of panic and I closed my eyes and took in a couple of deep breaths. All of the sudden I feel her tongue run up the length of my cock from my balls to my dick tip. Goose bumps erupted from my skin as she glided her tongue along my shaft. This was fallowed by several quick small kisses all over from balls to tip. Then I felt her hand grab hold of my dick and her tongue began to lick and navigate all over my head. Stopping to linger on my piss hole, I felt her magical tongue tip almost trying to bore its way into it then she moved onto the rim of my head and took several exploratory laps. It was like her tongue wanted to know everything it could possibly learn about my cock, probing and cataloging to memory each and every detail, curve, and vein. Then when it was satisfied it had committed every inch to the file cabinet in her mind I heard a hungry growl as she swallowed me whole.
The smell of my son on week old bedding traveled up my nostrils and the inner nympho clawed and snarled back at the protective momma bear that stood between her and the delicious untouched baby cub. And an even more powerful scent slammed my senses as my face hovered over his bulging meat stick. The wang from his teen cock drove my salivary glands to water like a fountain and my loins to ache with desire. After tasting and happily cleaning the days sweat off of his cock and balls the hungry bitch would be denied no more. 'Get the fuck out of my way you cunt or I swear to god I'll kill you.' Unable to control her no more she pushed me aside and growled as she swallowed my son whole.Animal grunts and slurping sucking noises filled the room. I was grateful that my eyes were still closed because the sensory assault on my cock and my ears were already overloading my cum dam. To add a visual to the mix would have broken the dam altogether and I didn't want this mind blowing blowjob to end just yet. I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer anyway so I kept my eyes shut as my mom went crazy on my cock with her mouth. Along with licking and sucking she took me deep into her throat several times. Once in a while in between her mad animalistic growls I felt her teeth scrape across my head and that was the death blow to my cum walls. My heavy breathing joined in with the chorus of her noisy fellatio and I shouted, "OH MOM".
When my son's breathing broke his silence I knew he was close and when he shouted my name I took him deep into my throat as he emptied his balls down my gullet. I choked down rope after succulent rope of his tangy teen goo, greedily coveting every
last drop. The hungry nympho basked in her victorious triumph and I stifled a she wolf howl that nearly left my mouth by taking my son one last time down my throat. Temporarily satiated, I reigned in the nympho and took over again asking, "How was that baby? You sure had a lot to give." His skin was clammy with perspiration and beads of sweat glistened off his forehead. His breathing was still heavy and quick. I placed my hand on his heart and could feel it pounding. I could tell by his silence that he was still in the thralls of his orgasm so I patiently waited for it to run it's course before cajoling an answer from him.
I could here my mom's voice asking, "How was that?", and something about having a lot to give but my body was rocked with my orgasm and my power of speech was seized until I could regain proper brain function. Finally after who knows how long with a voice thick with freshly quenched satisfaction I could only muster a simple, "Thank you." My mom gave a light hearted laugh and I soon joined in with a giggle of my own. She nuzzled up against me and placed her head on my chest and it felt so right, so natural to feel her lying there next to me. After basking in my afterglow for a few minutes I said, "I'm feeling a little selfish here mom. I want to give you pleasure too. Tell me how and I will do what ever you say."
Just when I thought I had some control over the dirty girl my son had to go and say something that roused the unquenchable thirst of my alter ego. I think the time to officially introduce him to her was in order or at least to warn him of just who he was lying next to. "Son, there's something else I think I need to tell you but at the same time I'm a little afraid."
"Mom, you just said that we can completely trust each other and don't have any need to hide anything. Please don't be afraid to say anything to me."
"You're right sweetheart, thanks for reminding me.""I hate to admit it without sounding crazy but yes, unfortunately we speak all the time, well at least when it comes to things she craves. Like food or shoes or anything bad really. She's a really naughty bad girl. God, you must think I'm a crazy loon for telling you this."
"Then I must be crazy too cuz I have someone I talk to as well."
"Oh honey no, please tell me you're just trying to make me feel better. I would just die if I've passed some kind of voice in your head thing on to you."
"It's true, we talk all the time. But he's not a bad guy or anything. He's more of a guy that I sort of hash things out with, like a good friend or almost like a brother. If anything he sort of warns me about trouble."
"Really? Well, I guess that's okay. Maybe he could teach my girl a lesson or two. Ha ha. Well anyway, what I'm getting at is that my girl is very naughty and that's putting it mildly. She is down right dirty especially when it comes to sex and she hasn't had some good dirty sex for a long time. To be honest I'm worried for you baby. I don't want your first time to be dirty and nasty. Your first time should be pure and golden and something you'll remember for the rest of your life as a wonderful positive experience. I'm not quite sure I'm strong enough to keep this dirty girl from turning your first time into an all out desecration of a young boy's virginity." I sat up and looked him in the eyes. "Do you understand what I'm saying?" I watched as a smile crossed his face.
"So you're saying that this other girl, this bad girl, would want to get dirty and nasty?"
"That's exactly what l'm saying, and why are you smiling?"
"Does she like to talk dirty, like the girl on the video I was watching?"
"Ha, she puts that girl on the video to shame. If I were to let her out to play, you wouldn't even recognize me son. I would cease to be your mother. She would completely take over and I'm just not ready to unleash a girl like that onto you son. I don't think you could handle her. And I wouldn't be able to regain control of her once I let her out of her cage." I watched him smile even more and the bitch inside me shouted, 'You see, he wants me. He's the fruit of your loins. He loves it dirty. That's what he watches on the god damn computer. Let me at him, LET ME AT HIM!!'
"Son, you have no idea what your asking for. This bitch is crazy, she's evil. She might slap you or scratch you or even bite you. She's an animal honey. She'll tear you apart and I won't be able to help you. She'll lock me away and I won't be able to protect you. And if I let her out once, she'll want to come out all the time. No baby, no, you don't want to meet her, trust me. I'm battling her as we speak not to tear right into you. The way you smell, the way you look. That helpless innocent face of yours that she just wants to corrupt and rape you forcefully of your innocence. She wants to enslave you into her world of filth and debauchery. There is no going back son, believe me, I've already signed with the devil and she only wants to get your soul too."
"I hear what you're saying mom, believe me I do, but my soul has already been given to the devil. It was given the day that condom failed with you and my dad. I was conceived into debauchery. It's already apart of my soul. I love it dirty, at least that's what I look for on the web. Now it all makes perfect sense to me. I've never understood my cravings for such dark dirty desires but it's there all right. There's no doubt about it. There's nothing to protect me from mom. I have the same desires as you. You have no idea how badly I want you to go crazy on me. I'm going mental with anticipation just hearing you describe your other half. And don't forget, my other half is a sensible guy and I'm very confident that we will be back to our normal selves if we just give into our lustful desires. Just like you said, we have to feed our lust as well as our body's. My sensible half won't allow our dirty halves to rule and control our lives but they will need to be fed once in a while to keep them happy and satisfied. There's no getting past that. They are too strong not to be fed. I promise you that nothing's gonna change, in fact things will get better. Do you believe me when I say that?" I started to see a tear fall from her face and she sobbed,
"So I caused you to be a dirty boy? Oh son, that's so sad."
"Not completely mom, I'm still a good boy too. In fact, I'd say that I'm only a bad boy in that one little way, less than half. The rest of me is all good." I slowly saw a smile start to grow on her face as she said,
"And there he is, my sweet angel. Looks like you and your good sensible half are going to have to be strong and watch out for our bad selves. Promises me son, you'll take care of me. You'll watch over me, protect me. Don't let anything bad happen to me."
"Never, never ever. I love you mom." We both lost ourselves in another deal sealing kiss and with that kiss pledged our love and devotion to each other forever. The kiss ended up turning into more of a make out session as my mom began shifting her weight and changing her position to where she was more on top of me. Next thing I know her tongue invades my mouth and began forcefully asserting itself. I did not reject it but it caught me off guard. I didn't know what to do. This was my first kiss with tongue and I was terrified that I would do it wrong. Without knowing it I began to shake a little. Just then my mom stopped and asked,
"What's wrong baby? You're shaking."
"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to. It must be nerves."
"Oh honey, you don't have to be nervous with me."
"Well it's just that I've never really kissed with my tongue and, well, I didn't want to do it wrong." I turned my head to hide my embarrassment. "God I feel like such a looser."
Instantly I felt anger at myself for not remembering that he was just a beginner. 'You see what happens when you rush things you fucking bitch. You're gonna scare him away and then neither one of us is gonna get what we want. Why do you have to be such an aggressive bully all the time? Would you just back the fuck off and let me handle this?'
'Okay, okay. Sorry, just get him back. Do what ever you have to do but please get him back, pleeeeease. I beg you.'
"I'm so sorry babe, please forgive me. I keep forgetting that this is your first time. It was totally my fault and you're not a looser. Never ever think that with me. You were doing just fine. You'll get more confidence with practice is all. Would you like to try again? We can practice kissing if you want." I watched him slowly turn back towards me and smile.
"Okay. Sorry. I just hate being such a beginner at all of this. I want to be a man for you, not some dumb kid." She let out a tension reducing laugh and said,
"Don't you dare stop being a dumb kid, and you're man enough for me. To be honest baby your innocence and vulnerability right now is driving me mad with... with god, I don't have the right words for it. Passion, desire, well, ecstasy is really the word I'm looking for. You're driving me crazy."
I saw this fire in her eyes that made her look, I don't know like, dangerous or something. It was a little scary but mostly a turn on. "You mean you actually like it when I'm shy and don't know what I'm doing? How could you possibly like that? I thought all women wanted a manly take charge guy with experience." Her voice changed to a predatory pitch saying,
"My god baby, like you have no idea. You're like this sweet little innocent thing and I just want to rob you of your first, well, your first everything. It sounds kinda sick but I so feel so dirty like a sexual predator. I know you want this to happen too but, I can't believe I'm about to say this, I sort of would like it if you would act like you didn't want this to happen, like I was forcing myself onto you. Oh god, that's sick isn't it? That's so fucking perverted." Just then I felt him jump a little and open his eyes wider. "What baby, did I over share? You must think I'm a total fucking perv." Again, he jumped. "What baby, what is it?"
"Well, it's just that I don't ever hear you swear very much. It's, it's... kinda hot." I watched another wicked smile cross her face.
"Well, I guess you're right, I usually don't talk that way around you. All this open sharing that we're doing has kinda loosened my tongue. Did that excite you, to hear a dirty word come out of my mouth?"
I swallowed hard and said, "Yes, like you wouldn't believe. I mean I'm not that innocent that I'm not used to talk like that. I talk that way all the time with my friends but I've always cleaned it up around you."
"I guess I have too, kept it clean around you. Ha ha because believe me, back in the day, I had the mouth of a drunken sailor but yeah, just with my friends. I didn't talk like that in front of my parents or any adults for that matter. That's funny, we are a lot alike you and me. But how about this, now that we know we both use bad words, can we still keep it clean except in the bed room? Things are already changing so fast as it is. I want to keep everything else as it was, deal?" I stuck out my hand to confirm our pact.
I shook her extended hand in agreement outside of our new sleeping arrangement and said, "Absolutely, that's an easy one. I think I agree, I don't want anything else to change either." We both stared at each other as we chiseled away at the rules and parameters of our new relationship and so far everything was falling into place nicely. Just the act of hashing out a new sex life with my mom gave me butterflies in my stomach. But I needed to push and probe a little further and get something else out in the open before we went any further. "Wow, this is great. It feels so good to talk like this."
"I know, I feel the same. It's so liberating. I feel like a new person."
"Me too. So, since we're being all honest and open and all, I want to talk about this whole dirty talk thing." I watched as her eyes and face became super mischievous.
"Yeeeees?"
"Well, you heard some of the things that actress was saying on the video right?"
"Oh I heard all right, pretty raunchy."
"Yeah well, I thought so too, but as raunchy as it was I've always wondered, could it get even dirtier?" Her twisted smile still on her face she said,
"Keep talking."
"Well, of course I like dirty talk but is there such a thing as extreme dirty talk? Like for instance suppose we did like a little acting."
"You mean like role playing?"
"Yes, exactly. We could role play. We wouldn't really be ourselves, we would just act out our fantasies."
"Go on, I'm listening."
"Well, like you said just a minute ago you were kinda turned on when I was shy and thought it would be hot if I kinda resisted you. Like you sort of wanted to take what you wanted by force? And well, my fantasy is..." I paused not sure of how she would respond to my extreme request.
"Go on baby, tell me what your fantasy is. I promise nothing will shock me."
"Well, I was hoping you would turn off your feelings for me as a son. Resist your instincts to be nice to me. I want more than just the plane old garden variety dirty talk, I want you to role play as a mean mommy. I want you to yell and scream terrible horrible obscenities at me as we have sex. I want you to be as brutal as possible, showing no mercy or pity. I want you to call me the most filthy and disgusting names you can think of and do it as loud and as hurtful possible urging me to fuck you harder and faster and never being satisfied with my performance. I want you to hurl an unlimited supply of curse words at me, doing your very best to degrade and verbally humiliate me to the point that would break the average person in two but knowing the whole time that in reality I will love it. I would bath in it, I would wallow like a pig in mud with enjoyment at every beautiful, disgusting, foul, putrid, deliciously dirty word in the English language you could possibly think of. I don't even care if you invent new words just as long as you brutally beat me down with your dirty words. Also that you realize that this is just a role play, just a fantasy, just two people shutting off reality for a while and turning on the world of make believe. Deep down I know you could never act that way towards me but I'm asking you to shut reality down and put on your acting hat. And when its all done then it's back to reality and everything returns to the way it was. Well, I guess that's about it. Pretty hardcore huh? I couldn't tell how she was reacting to my request with the poker face she had on but she said that nothing would shock her so I hoped she was telling the truth.
As stunned as I was to hear his fantasy my cunt was wetter than it had ever possibly been listening to his detailed description. How diabolical, how sinfully unholy. I'm not even sure his father and I had achieved such carnal debauchery in our short relationship. God damn, my son was more sexually corrupt than I had thought. He had even managed to silence the inner dirty nympho and I never thought that was possible but I knew I would need her and for her to pull out all the stops to be successful at such a request. I could see in his eyes that he had bared his soul to me and I had a tremendous respect for him being so courageous. How could I possibly say no to such bravery? "Okay son, if that's what you really want then I'll do my best at giving you my worst."
"Wow, that's great mom. But I really want you to think hard if you're up for what I'm asking because quite frankly I have some doubts about your ability to flip the loving mom switch off."
"Well son, I will admit that I have never taken it to that level but I've come close. I don't think it would be that tough to ratchet things up to the place I think you want to take it. I just hope you yourself are ready to handle that kind of abuse cuz you did say show no mercy and I will definitely show you no mercy."
"I can handle it mom, I promise you."
"And in return you're gonna hold up your end and role play a reluctant virgin who's being taken by force."
"Yes, I will play my part."
"Okay, I think we have everything worked out but if we're going to be making this kind of racket I think we should move this into the family room. It's more in the center of the house and your room is too close to the neighbor's house even with closed windows." We held hands as we walked towards our life changing moment. This was going to change everything. My heart began pounding again.
Fuck, here we go. My heart was pounding again as we walked to the TV room. Then a thought occurred to me and I asked, "So mom, what about a condom, do we need one?"
"No baby, I've been on birth control pills for a long time. It helps suppress my menstrual cycle. So if you don't want to pull out you can cum inside me. Ooooo, that's so dirty to say. God damn son, I'm getting so turned on by this."
"Well, suppose we role play that you aren't on birth control. That would make things even hotter."
"God you're a dirty boy and I like the way you think. Fine, let's go super taboo with it. So how do we start it off?"
"Hmm, let me think. How about this, you've been broken up with your boyfriend for a long time and your vibrator just broke. You're sexually frustrated and you've had your eye on me for a while now. The broken vibrator was the last straw and you walk in on me watching TV. You start hitting on me casually at first but with no success so you start being more forceful and the more I resist the more irritable you become until all out force and maybe even blackmail is used to get your way."
"It's sad to admit how much of that scenario is close to being true. So I guess we will just imagine that we have some clothes on."
"Well if you want to go put a robe on and I'll put on a pair of sweatpants and I'll meet you back here."
"Okay, if we're gonna do this we may as well do it right. Meet you right back here." I dashed back to my room and took some extra time to put on something a little sexier than my robe. I had a silk nighty that I'm sure would get his blood boiling. I also went the extra mile and evacuated my bowels. I didn't know where the night was going but if we were going to be doing any ass play I wanted to keep shit where it belonged and that's in the toilet. I mean I can be a dirty girl just as much as the next but I'm still a lady and there's no quicker way to kill the mood than a disgusting moment like that. Just as I was ready to walk to the family room I heard the TV turn on. I took a deep breath and said 'Okay bitch, you're up. He wants it to be extreme so let's make it happen.''It's about fucking time. He'll never know what hit him.'
So I get to the couch first and flip on the TV. Everything is falling into place and I can't believe how much has changed in the last 24 hours and then she walks in and my jaw drops. She's wearing this mega hot silky satin pajama thing. It was short, exposing her hot legs and had a sheer spaghetti strap top that was low cut exposing her nice cleavage. My dick had never really gone soft even after the amazing blow job my mom had given me but seeing her walk in looking like that gave new life to my mom hungry hard on.
"Hay kiddo, anything good on TV?"
"Uh, not sure, just flipping around. So it's kinda late, couldn't you sleep?"
"Well, I was kinda restless, thinking about my ex, that guy I was seeing for a while and I heard the TV so I thought I'd see what you were up to. How about you, can't sleep?"
"I don't know, just not tired I guess."
"Ahh, I see. So, any new girls in your life these days?"
"Well there is that girl from church that I like but I really don't feel comfortable talking about girls with you."
"Oh yeah, I know the one, that cute little brunette. She's adorable. Ahh come on baby, you should be able to talk to me about anything. So if you're not dating her then what are you doing for sex? I know you teen age boys are always thinking about getting laid."
"Mom, I'm really not comfortable talking to you about this."
"Really? So is that why you have such a stiff hard on under those sweats or are you just happy to see me? He he." I reached over and tugged at his elastic waist band to get a peek at his bulge and he smacked my hand away."
"Mom, no I'm just... well, never mind why. You're not supposed to look at that, you're my mom."
"You know son, I can help you with that."
"What? Are you crazy? That's sick."
"Oh come on, let me just have a look at it and see what I can do." I began pawing at him and rubbing up close to his body. He started fighting me saying,
"What is wrong with you, stop it."
"Come on baby, don't you think I'm attractive? Don't fight me, just let it happen.
Don't you want to be mommy's little secret keeper?" I leaned in to try and steel a kiss and reached for his crotch.
"What the hell, get off me. I'm your son for christ's sake. We can't be doing this."
"Son, you're starting to piss mommy off now stop fighting me or I swear to god I'm gonna make your life a living hell around here. Get this through your thick skull, this is going to happen. It didn't work out with my last boyfriend and my vibrator just broke and unless you want that little church girl to find out that your a dirty mommy fucker there's going to be some changes around here."
"No way, that's blackmail. I really like this girl. How could you? You're sick."
"No son, I'm just horny, now here's what's going to happen, if you want me to keep quiet to not only your little girlfriend but maybe just about everyone you know, you're gonna do what I say, when I say it, and HOW I TELL YOU TO FUCKING DO IT. Now smile for the camera."
Just as she grabs my cock and freed it from my sweats she leaned her head towards my crotch and looks back at her phone. She snaps a selfie of herself with her tongue sticking out the side of her mouth in the direction of my dick. She quickly snaps off two or three more lewd shots.
"Try explaining any of these pics, son of mine. As of now you belong to me. I own this cock, I own these hands, and this tongue of yours, ALL OF WHICH I PLAN TO BE USING A LOT OF. So if I want to grab this cock I'm gonna fucking do it AND YOU'RE NOT GONNA SAY ONE FUCKING WORD ABOUT IT. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOU DUMB ASS PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT?", I yelled at the top of my lungs. I started stroking his cock, loosing myself in the role I was playing. I was horrified at how easy it all came to me but he was so convincing in his confession that this is what he really wanted and I was going to do my best to be just as convincing with my performance. My love for him was as deep as the ocean and there was nothing I wouldn't do for him. So I surrendered and submitted to the dirty she bitch and stood back, allowing her complete control to do what she did best and unleashed demonic hell on my son.
"Look son, I'm grabbing your cock... I'm stroking it... Your mother is stroking your cock... Am I molesting you?... Is this molestation son?... Are you be molested by your mom?... I'm gonna molest you son... Watch me son, look at my hand stroke your hard cock... What am I doing son?... I'LL TELL YOU WHAT I'M DOING YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT... I'M FUCKING MOLESTING YOU AND THERE'S NOT A GOD DAMN THING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT... Look baby, I'm not wearing any panties... I want you to molest me too son... Molest me son... Touch my fucking cunt... DO IT YOU LITTLE FUCK... Come on, take your god damn fucking hand and TOUCH MY CUNT." I forcefully grabbed his hand and shoved it right on my soaking wet snatch.
"There, you feel this?... You feel this soaking wet cunt... You did this you fucking piece of shit... You made mommy's cunt all wet... Walking around here looking the way you do... Your hot young muscles driving mommy crazy... The way you smell after you come home from hanging out with your buddies, all hot and sweaty... The way you strut around this house with your big fat bulge in your fucking pants... WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO TO ME YOU LITTLE BASTARD?... You think you can walk around here and fucking TEASE ME YOU LITTLE PRICK?... Well I've got needs too you fucking piece of shit... While you're in your room jacking off to fucking porn, I'm stuck all alone in my room god damn it... DID YOU EVER THINK OF THAT YOU SELFISH MOTHER FUCKER?... Why don't you think of someone other than yourself for once YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT."
"The free rides over buddy... It's time you earned your fucking keep around here YOU GOD DAMN FREE LOADING SON OF A BITCH... Did you ever think that I might want to get fucked once in a while?... You're so busy getting chummy with your little church bitches, mean while I'm fucking stuck here alone trying to fuck myself WITH A BUSTED PIECE OF SHIT VIBRATOR... AND I'M SICK OF IT... Things are gonna change around here you little bastard... From now on, you're gonna tongue me, and finger me, AND FUCK ME TILL I CAN'T WALK ANYMORE... YOU GOT ME YOU LITTLE MOTHER FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT?..."
I didn't want to break character, I tried to play my role as a resistant son but the truth of the matter was that my mom was acting her part to perfection. The power, and raw anger, and thunderous rumble of her verbal tongue thrashing was nearly driving me to cum without even touching me. If there were a way for a person to make you cum from just words alone, she was on the edge of doing so. Her choice of words were magnificent but the course crude power in which she delivered them was nothing short of nirvana.
I was nearly on the verge of tears, overwhelmed by her magnanimous performance but I didn't want her to think I couldn't handle her harsh humiliation. These were tears of joy. I realized right then and there that I had just completely fallen head over heals in love with my mom. I'm talking goo goo gah gah, butterflies in my stomach smitten with her. Her love venom was coursing through my veins and my heart sang with glee. All I wanted to do was to shout it from the roof tops, but I bit my lip, fought back the tears, and sat there in contented bliss as my mom lovingly hurled the most corrosive verbal diarrhea at my face to the edge of orgasm.
"It's chore time son... I want you to finger bang me till I cum all over your fucking hand... Come on, give me two fingers you little bastard." I grabbed his wrist like a dildo with both of my hands and began furiously fucking my cunt like a miniature jack hammer. My sorely neglected vag hungrily accepted the rapid pace as his fingers jabbed away, crashing into my clit in the process. As I used my son's hand to dust the rust off my fuck hole, a long overdue flood of cum buried deep down in my loins began to percolate and build in strength. From a place of sexual abandonment, I shouted, "FUCK ME MOTHER FUCKER... MAKE ME CUM."
My mom was doing all the muscle work with my hand but I could feel her starting to gas out so I took over and poured my own shoulder into stabbing her cunt into submission. Twat juice flung in all directions with each collision of my hand, splattering her thighs and my forearm with glistening she slurry. Hell bent on yanking a massive orgasm from her body I doubled my efforts and mercilessly rabbit plowed my birth hole until she screamed bloody murder.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH"
She collapsed in a heap of writhing flesh, her body a grand mal seizure of quivering and shaking as an earthquake of orgasmic pleasure rocked her from head to toe. I pulled my hand free and held her in place so she didn't fall off the couch from her violent body convulsions. Soon the trembles subsided and tears streamed from her eyes although she was not sobbing or crying. After a few minutes she finally spoke,
"Oh my god son, that was the most massive orgasm I've ever had. I can feel my heart in my head and coming out my ears right now. Please hold me, I feel like I'm gonna float away."
I wrapped my arms around her body and pulled her into me.
"Tighter baby. Hold onto me, don't let me go."
I gave her a good strong hug making certain not to squeeze too hard but also letting her know I was not going anywhere. With every passing second my bond with her deepened, the smell of her hair imprinting and tattooing it's aromatic signature in my brain.
I felt like I needed to take a minute or two break from screaming hurtful insults at my son. It's not easy abusing someone who you love so deeply and he was being so sweet right now, holding me and comforting me. But that last orgasm woke up something inside of me that had been dormant for a long time. And with that awakening came a renewed hunger of lust and greed. As powerful as that last orgasm was it felt like just an appetizer for that hunger and it was ready for the main course and later on dessert. But this was also his night and I wasn't about to disappoint or deny him his pleasure.
I had to fight off my impulsive gut feelings of pity and sympathy for the abrasive abuse he was receiving. I just had to realize that as twisted and backwards as it was, the kind and loving thing to do was to give him what he craved which was a bitchy, villainous, rude, offensive, insult spewing mom to scold and berate him into submission. I can only hope that we don't get so lost in the characters that we are playing the we can't find our way back to being the normal mother and son that we are and have been. So I focused on feeding my recharged hunger and said,
"Okay asshole, break times over. If you think you're off the hook for giving me just one lousy orgasm then you're sadly mistaken. After almost 13 hours of painfully trying to evict you out of my womb and 18 years of taking care of your sorry ass, it's fucking payback time mother fucker. You can start by cleaning my dirty shit hole with your tongue. I just took a nice healthy dump so get busy repaying your debts you lazy fucking freeloader."
I laid on my back and pulled my knees in, exposing my little brown pucker hole. I've always been a fan of anal invasion. As a little girl I experimented with my fingers and hot dogs and all kinds of household objects. I've been stuffing my holes for as long as I can remember. Having my son's face down by my plumbing was such a turn on that I was buzzing with anticipation. Looking at his handsome young face about to lap away at my girl parts was making me flood with wetness. I grabbed the back of his head and continued with his verbal education, ready to baptize his sweet innocent untainted face with my cunt juice and defile his pure uncorrupted virgin tongue as my new toilet brush. I forced his head in yelling,
"START CLEANING FUCK FACE... I'm finally gonna save a little money on toilet paper now that I've got my new butt washer... Yeah?... You gonna be mommy's new shit cleaner?... You gonna be my new little toilet salve?... FUCK YEAH YOU ARE... YOU'RE GONNA CLEAN THE SHIT FROM MY ASS FROM NOW ON MOTHER FUCKER... HOW DOES IT FEEL?... Huh?... How does it feel being mommy's little ass licker?... HUH YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT... CLEAN THAT ASS MOTHER FUCKER... CLEAN IT... GET THAT FUCKING TONGUE NICE AND DEEP... Spread my ass cheeks apart and fucking EAT MY EXCREMENT... DO IT YOU FUCKING DIRT DIVING MOTHER FUCKER... EAT MY FUCKING ASS... That's it, that's a good fucking boy... Get right the fuck in there... Tongue that ass out you fucking sorry ass pile of dog shit..."
"Now I want you to start tongue fucking my dirty shit hole... Make your tongue nice and stiff and start drilling my dirty shitter... COME ON SON, START TONGUE BANGING YOUR MOTHER'S DIRTY LITTLE CRAP HOLE... COME ON FUCK IT... Tongue fuck my asshole mother fucker... FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF IT... Put you whole fucking face into it... That's it, slam my asshole with your face... THAT'S IT, DRIVE THAT TONGUE IN MY SMELLY DIRTY POOP SHOOT... You're a miserable, lazy, freeloading son of a bitch... YOU'RE A NO GOOD PIECE OF SHIT SON... DO YOU HEAR ME?... You're a low life ass eating dog... AND YOU'RE GONNA BE THAT WAY FOR THE REST OF YOUR FUCKING LIFE...
Now start licking from my ass up to my cunt... That's it, give some love to my fucking cunt... That's right, start sucking on mommy's cunt too you little bastard... Now spend some time right here, right on mommy's burning clit... Get some of that fucking cunt juice all over your pretty face... Oh god, look at that hot little face sucking my cunt... Look at that little baby face eating my dirty pie hole... Oh god son, you're gonna make me fucking cum if you keep doing that... You're gonna make mommy cum son... You're gonna make me cum in your mouth baby... Would you like that?... Would you like mommy to cum in your fucking mouth?... Would you like mommy to cum all over that beautiful face of yours?... Keep sucking... KEEP SUCKING THAT FUCKING CUNT... SUCK THAT CUNT SON... SUCK IT... I'm gonna cum in that sweet little mouth of yours... YOU READY?... HERE IT CUMS... 3... 2... 1..."
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
My mom held my head in place and my face was drenched with girl-gasm. I continued lapping away at her flowing fountain until she finally released my head from her kung fu death grip.
"Shit baby, shit... You're finally starting to earn your keep around here... If your tongue is that good, why don't we see what that cock of yours can do."
"No mom, please... This is sick... This has gone far enough... How can you possibly ask me to have sex with my own mother, to be inside of your pussy?"
"I'm not asking, you fucking little piece of shit... I'M TELLING YOU, YOU'RE GONNA FUCK ME REAL HARD. And it's not a pussy... IT'S A CUNT. A pussy is something you make love to, A CUNT IS SOMETHING YOU FUCK... SO FUCK MY CUNT SON... FUCK MY MOTHER FUCKING CUNT."
"No mom, I won't do it and you can't make. I don't care about the pictures anymore. You're disgusting... You're a lunatic... You belong in an asylum." Just then she cracked me across my face and then grabbed my wrists. She was amazingly strong and damn near matched my strength as we started wrestling around. Then she totally caught me off guard and hooked my ankle with her foot and I fell right on my back on the floor. Before I knew what had happened she pounced on top of me and pinned me down. With cat like reflexes and speed she grabbed for my cock and started jerking furiously. In seconds it was hard and she wasted no time impaling herself on my junk and began twerk fucking my rod like a posed mad woman. Her free hand quickly clutched my throat and began to squeeze, giving just the necessary amount of air to stay alive.
"When I say you're gonna fuck me then YOU'RE DAMN WELL GONNA FUCK ME... Now you just lay there while I fuck myself on this big hard cock... I'M GONNA MOLEST YOU SON... I'm gonna molest myself on your fucking dick... I'M MOLESTING YOU SON... You're cock is inside your mother's cunt... You know what they call this?... INCEST YOU DUMB FUCK... You're having incest WITH YOUR FUCKING MOTHER... Now flip me on my back and FUCK MY CUNT... That's right, you got me on my back NOW START FUCKING ME YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT... COME ON FUCK ME... Fuck my cunt... Fuck it... Fuck the shit out of my cunt you fucking piece of shit mother fucker... FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME... Go on you sad sack of shit... Fuck me... Fuck me hard... FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT... Come on asshole, you can do better than that... I SAID FUCK ME... That's right you stupid piece of shit... You heard me... I SAID FUCK ME... FUCK YOUR MOTHER... Fuck your birth hole... Fuck the hole you came out of... Fuck your mother's cunt god damn you... You're a worthless piece of shit... You're a dumb ass piece of shit mother fucker... FUCK ME MOTHER FUCKER... FUCK ME... Fuck my fucking brains out... Fuck the snot out of me... Pound me... POUND MY FUCKING CUNT TILL YOU CUM... I want you to fill my cunt up with a big hot load... That's it stud, shoot it in me... Fill my cunt... Explode your cock deep inside your mother's dirty cunt."
Her angry verbal abuse was so authentic and genuine. There was a blurred line between fantasy and reality. She played her part so well that I could scarcely see my sweet loving mom. But then on a dime she flipped a switch and sweet baby talking mommy entered the play act saying,
"Gimmy that cum son... Bust your fucking load right up my cunt... You ready?... Huh baby?... You ready to blow your fucking load?... Right inside mommy?... You wanna cum inside your mommy?... Huh baby boy?... Mommy's precious wittle baby boy?... You wanna cum inside your birth hole?... You wanna cum inside the hole you came from?... You wanna get mommy pwegnant?... Is that what you wanna do?... Hmm?... You wanna give yourself a wittle baby bwother, a wittle baby sister?... Is that what you want?... To get me pwegnant?... Do it baby, shoot your load deep inside mommy and make me pwegnant... Ahh oh... There it is... There it is... There's my baby boys cum... You're such a good boy for cuming in your birth hole... Gimmy all that cum... Get out all your wittle cummies... Oh that was nice... You gave mommy such a big load of cum... Mommy is so proud of her baby boy."
Her extreme verbal degradation was driving me to evacuate my nuts and then she switched to this sickeningly sweet baby talk. It was still dirty but in a completely different way. Her sweet talk had this totally inappropriate and over the top perverted tone to it. It was a mother pleading for her son to get her pregnant and she made it sound so taboo that I just flooded her womb with my jizz.
"That was good baby, but we're not done yet. I still have one good orgasm left and you better have one too. I want you to fuck my ass son and I want you to shoot a big load inside of it."
"Oh my god mom, as sick as that is, I'm too tired to fight you. Let's just get this over with.
"You better not be too tired for this... I need you to fuck me long and hard... And don't you dare cum until I tell you to... Now sit back down on the couch and let me ride this thing for a while... I'm gonna get my ass used to this fucking thing and stretch it out before I make you bend me over and bang the crap out of me... Now let me sit on it... Ooooo baby, that's so fucking good... Your cock is the perfect size for ass fucking... Any bigger would be too painful... Okay baby just sit there and let me get used to your dick in my ass... Oh yes, how does that feel baby?... Is my ass tight?... Is mommy's asshole nice and tight?... Is it sucking your cock?... Is my dirty shit hole squeezing your dick nice and tight?... Oh god that's good... Your dick feels so fucking good up my ass... I can't wait to feel it pounding and slamming in there.""Okay son, I'm gonna go a little faster... Mommy's gonna fuck you a little faster... Can you feel that?... Can you feel mommy's nasty shit hole slamming down on your hard cock?... Do you like that?... Do you like seeing that?... Huh you little piece of shit?... You like seeing your mom slamming her ass down on your big hard cock?... How about if I squeeze it, make it extra fucking tight?... There, you like that shit?... Huh?... You like me squeezing your fucking dick with my ass muscles?... Yeah?... Is it clamping down on your fucking dick?... Why don't you try fucking it while I keep squeezing it?... That's it son, fuck mommy's clinched asshole... That it baby, I'm squeezing, I'm pinching... Fuck it... Fuck me... Fuck my closed ass... Don't you cum... I don't want you to cum yet... We better stop baby... I think we should stop... I'm saving your load for later."
"All right fuck slave... It's time... The moment we've all been waiting for... It's time to make dreams come true... You wanted a bitch WELL YOU'RE ABOUT TO GET HER... Buckle your seat belt kid, cuz you're about to hear the Queen Bitch of all the bitches on the planet.
"Okay you sick twisted son of a bitch... You got your mom bent over this couch... You got my juicy ass in the fucking air... I want you to stuff your cock up my ass and START FUCKING ME... That's it, shove it in nice and deep... Oh yeah, that's a nice hard cock... Now start fucking me son... YEAH, FUCK MY ASS... Fuck it nice and hard you dirty piece of shit... Don't do me any favors and go easy on me... I want it hard and fast... HARDER... FUCK ME HARD... FUCK MY ASS HARD MOTHER FUCKER... Come on you piece of shit, FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF ME... Pound it mother fucker... Pound my ass... Give it all you fucking got... Come on you fucking piece of shit... SLAM MY MOTHER FUCKING ASSHOLE... DRILL IT... Rearrange my fucking intestines ... Come on mother fucker... FUCK ME... THAT'S IT... FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK ME... Fuck my asshole you piece of shit mother fucker... My dirty nasty shithole... FUCK MY SHIT... FUCK MY DIRTY SHIT... Yeah, shit bang me son... Shit bang my fucking ass... That's it, fuck that ass... Fuck that ass son... Fuck that fucking asshole... FUCK IT, FUCK IT, FUCK IT, FUCK IT... Is that all you've got you fucking cock sucker?... I SAID FUCK THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME... I want you to fuck my brains out... You're a stupid dumb ass mother fucking piece of dog shit... You fuck like a girl... You like this shit mother fucker?... Are you enjoying yourself?...You like it when I'm mean and bitchy?... YOU LIKE GETTING SCREAMED AND YELLED AT BY YOUR SUPER FOUL MOUTHED MOTHER?... Does it get you off being cussed out by a real bitch?... Does my dirty foul mouth make you wanna bust your fucking load?"
"Yes mom, more than anything. I want to cum inside your ass. Please keep talking, help me cum with your dirty words."
"You about ready to cum son?... You about ready to blow your big fat load up my ass?... COME ON SON, DO IT... CUM IN MY ASS... Shoot that big fucking load up mommy's ass... Cum in your mother's asshole mother fucker... Drain your fucking balls deep in my dirty asshole you god damn nasty mother fucking piece of shit... Jack your fucking cock off with my tight dirty asshole until you explode... That's it, jack yourself off with my tight sphincter hole... COME ON MOTHER FUCKER, USE MY SHIT HOLE TO MAKE YOURSELF SPUNK... Blow it deep in my ass... Bust your fucking nut... I want you to nut right in my fucking asshole... NUT MY ASS YOU FUCKING MISERABLE PIECE OF SHIT... I wanna shit your spunk right outta my ass... I wanna watch your cum shoot out my nasty shitter... I want you to watch me fart your cum out... That's it baby, give mommy your big fat load."
"I'm cuming mom... OH MOM... HERE IT IS, I'M BLOWING IT IN YOUR ASS... Ahhhhhhhh FuuuuuuuucK!"
"Oh yes, there it is I can feel it spurting into me... I can feel your cock swelling and shrinking as it blows ropes and ropes of cum up my ass... That's it baby, get it all in there... Pump mommy's ass full of your pearly spunk... God damn it baby. Yes, give me all that fucking cum up my ass. Pump it in there son. Drain your fucking balls deep in my ass. Oh god, I'm going to fucking cum... I'm gonna fucking cum with you... I'm gonna rub my fucking cunt and cum with you baby... HERE I CUM SON... AND..."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA HHHHHHHHHHH"
AAAAAAAAHHHHHH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!"
"Oh my fucking god that was good. I just came so fucking hard. Here baby, watch me. I'm gonna shit your cum out. Hold out your hand. Oh there it is. Oh wait, I think there's more. Oh yeah, now rub your cum all over my tits and stomach. Oh that's so dirty. You're such a dirty boy. I love you baby. I love you with all my heart. Anytime you want me to role play like this then I'm here for you. My holes and my dirty talking mouth are at your disposal. Let's take a shower and get some rest. What do you think about ditching school this Monday?