She must have really believed we were through this time.
I'd moved out of the house like I'd promised her I would but that didn't mean we were through. Maybe she thought if we weren't in the same house things would be different.
When did being apart from the only person you ever loved make you love them any less?
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It was raining hard when they finally came home from their evening out together. They ran arm in arm from their car to the covered porch of their house - a place I used to call my home too.
She looked amazing ... she'd dressed up for him.
Her long golden hair looked black as it clung to her face and the short white dress she wore was shear from the rain. It clung to her thick body showing off every luscious curve.
I could see her face. She was smiling at him.
The smile she gave my Father was a smile that said: "I know I'm about to get fucked."
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They kissed like teenagers, grasping hands and grinding hips. I watched it all, my hands sweaty and my grip tight on the steering wheel.
Her beautiful thick bare legs wrapped around him as he pinned her to the porch railing with his body. She ran her hands up and down his back and through his hair.
I turned up my windshield wipers to see better through the rain.
She looked at me over his shoulder.
Our eyes met and she smiled that smile again - only this time she was taunting me.
He lifted her up onto the railing, parted her legs, and thrust into her roughly.
She gasped; I couldn't hear her, but I could see the change in her eyes; see her lips part in ecstasy. I knew that look and I knew the sounds she made when a cock was inside her.
His hips rolled and her body moved with him. She clawed his back and sucked his neck, all the while watching me to make sure I was watching them fuck.
Thankfully, it was over in a few short seconds.
He jerked a few times and she cried out, this time I could hear her faintly through the low rumble of the heavy rain.
He pulled out of her, backed up, and zipped up his pants before casually walking into the house.
She just sat there on the railing with her legs spread; her fat tits rising and falling with her rapid breath ... still watching me watch her.
I stepped out of my car and into the warm rain.
She hopped off the railing and fled into the house before I could get more than a few steps ... I followed anyway.
As I suspected; the door was unlocked.
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I entered quietly and listened.
There was water running in the kitchen and upstairs.
The lights were out but I didn't need them. I knew the layout; every piece of furniture; every step of the staircase; where every door led to.
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She had her back to me but I knew she could see me reflected in the small window above the sink. LEDs from the kitchen appliances shaded the kitchen in patches of red and green ... enough light to see by.
"You're not supposed to be here," she said quietly, "If he catches you ..."
I stepped towards her.
She turned and tried to step away from the counter but I was faster and trapped her against the sink with my body just as my Father had trapped her against the porch railing a few moments ago.
"Stop," she put her hands to my chest, "I saw you outside my work today and now this?"
"I'm going to fuck you too," I stated.
"Your Father is upstairs," she protested weakly.
I twisted her arm and spun her body around, pressing my rock hard cock into the crack of her ass.
"You're insane!" she cried but didn't struggle.
"You did this to me," I whispered into her ear.
Her perfume was fruity and intoxicating, her hair was musky from the rain and sweat.
"I was sick then," she struggled for a second but her movement only made me slide up and down her asscrack - arousing me even more.
"I was scared and lonely but I'm better now! I'm sorry you can't get over it!"
I lifted her skirt and unzipped my pants to free myself.
"You're not lonely anymore, are you?"
She wasn't wearing panties.
Her pussy was wet and slippery from the rain and my Dad's cum still dripped from her thick blonde bush.
"No," she sobbed as she slowly rocked her hips, sliding her hairy sloppy pussy up and down the bottom of my shaft.
I pushed her head forward so that the tip of my dick slid into her.
"He'll kill you! It's taken months for him to forgive me but he'll never trust you again!"
"If I sucked his dick, he'd probably forgive me too, Mom."
She looked over her shoulder at me.
"It's our Twentieth Anniversary!" she cried, "Please, don't do this."
I thrust into her hard and she gasped.
"No," I moaned, "I'm fucking you tonight."
She put her head down in her arms and sobbed again.
"Whatever," I laughed.
I could feel the gush of hot liquid from her pussy that always let me know when she was ready for her fucking.
I backed out and shoved it into her again, displacing a glob of Dad's cum in the process. The sloshing sound it made would have been disgusting if her pussy didn't feel so fucking good.
"Please, don't!" she cried again but she didn't try to stop me.
I stroked long, slow, and hard in her. I was determined to take my time. Unlike my Father, I had to work to get pussy from Mom lately, and I was going to enjoy it when I got it.
Eventually, I felt my balls tighten and I knew I only had a few seconds before I would cum.
I pulled out, twisted her back around until she was facing me, and forced her to her knees.
"You know what to do!" I growled and twisted her hair for emphasis.
"No!" she refused.
I jerked my slick pulsating cock at her and twisted her hair again.
"Now!"
"Ow! Alright!" she cried.
She leaned in and swallowed my cock until her full lips touched my nuts - just as I dropped the first massive streams of thick cum down her throat.
"Yaaaah!" I grunted and shoved her head down on my cock until I felt her teeth against my pelvis before I unleashed the rest. I made her take it all, every drop, before releasing my grip on her hair.
She fell back against the cabinets, gulping and wiping her fat swollen lips with the back of her hands, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"I'll be back in the morning," I said as I walked to the refrigerator and looked inside.
"No!" She slid her body up the cabinets and tried to smooth out her wrinkled dress. "That was it! We can't do this."
"What do you mean?" I found some orange juice and drank it out of the carton just to piss her off.
"I told you this was done, it's over!"
"And look where we are now," I said coolly.
This wasn't the first time I'd unloaded down her throat and no matter what she tried to do; I knew it definitely wouldn't be the last.
The shower stopped.
"Get out!" she hissed, "Before he finds you here!"
"Shave your pussy," I ordered, "the next time I fuck you it better be bald, got it?"
She nodded her assent.
To say my relationship with my mother was complex would be an understatement.
"Good Girl."
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The sound of my Father fucking my Mother greeted me as I entered the house through the kitchen door.
He should have been on his way to work already. She'd known I'd be there so it was apparent she wasn't concerned if I caught them together.
Then it occurred to me; maybe she wanted me to catch them fucking again; wanted me to react the same way I had last night. She knew me better than anyone else possibly could - what did she think I would do?
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They were in the bedroom, the door was wide open and I found myself peering around the corner to watch.
They were both naked; he held her by her long thick blonde hair like I had the night before, and was fucking her doggie on the bed. Her generous ass bounced with each of his forceful thrusts.
She must have sensed my presence and looked over her shoulder at me.
She had that taunting grin on her face again.
"What are you smiling about?" he asked.
"Your pathetic little cock," she replied, looking into my eyes.
He pushed her head down into the pillows with both hands and brutally pounded at her.
"You don't have to like it!" he barked at her.
"Fuck you!"
Suddenly he stiffened and jerked for a few seconds and I knew he was filling her up with his jizz. After a few more seconds he let go of her head and rolled off of her.
"No," he chuckled, "Fuck You."
She sat back on her knees blocking his view of me standing in the doorway.
"You deposit that check?" she asked.
"Like always," he said.
I could see his cum running down the inside of her thighs.
He sat up and I ducked back into the hallway before he saw me. My heart started pounding in my chest and my vision grew dark for a second from the blood draining out of my brain.
I slipped into my old bedroom and lay on the bed.
A few minutes later I heard him thump down the stairs and slam the door on his way out.
A minute after that - my door swung open and she stood there in her robe with a cigarette between the fingers in one hand and a small ashtray in the other.
"When are you going to get tired of seeing me fucking your Dad and just accept it," she puffed the cigarette, "Find a girl your own age ... one as fucked up as you are." She took another drag, "Trust me, they're out there."
I shot her a look that questioned her sanity.
"Why would I do that when I have you?" I said, "Now get over here and suck my cock."
She walked to the bed but defiantly sat down with her back to me smoking the cigarette.
Her warm soft ass pressed against my leg and I felt myself harden. It was trained, like Pavlov's dog, to react to my Mother's body. I couldn't control it anymore than a gay could control wanting to fuck another man or my buddy Sam could control his passion for fat ugly girls.
It doesn't matter what you say or do, the lust is there ... no reason at all - it just is.
"There are a lot of things you don't know about," she said.
"I don't care," I said and reached up and took the cigarette from her, smashing it out in the ashtray.
She tried to stand but I pulled her down onto the bed and forced her head to my lap.
"Now, suck my cock like you used to ... like you did in the mornings after Dad left for work," I ground my bulge against her cheek.
"I told you," she whined, pulling her legs up so that she ended up in a fetal position with her head on my belly, "This is sick ... you need help!"
I twisted my hand in her hair and jerked it hard to get her attention.
"You're not my fucking psychiatrist, okay?"
I pulled my dick out of my pants and pushed her down until her lips just brushed the tip, "Now, suck it!"
She hesitated for a second too long so I shoved her head and thrust between her lips until she gave in and started sucking it.
She didn't seem to want to work at getting me off this time so I held her head in place and fucked her mouth until I came. I made sure to pull it out to smear it all over her face, smacking her cheeks to splatter the jizz around as much as I could.
I lifted her head off my belly and slid out from under her.
"You got it in my eyes!" she cried, wiping her face to clear as much away as she could before she tried to open them again.
I laughed at her.
"Good," I said, pulling up the sheet and wiping her face so roughly with it that her head lolled side to side and her cheeks turned red.
I lay back down and pulled her head back into my lap.
"Now," I said, "suck my cock like you used to."
"Damnit," she protested, "You just came on my face!"
I shoved my cock back in her mouth.
"You should have done it right the first time then," I suggested.
I felt hot tears drip on my stomach but she obeyed and proceeded to sensually run her tongue up and down my shaft as she prepared to suck my cock again - the right way.
"Good girl," I said.
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Saturday she went to the mall.
Saturday had always been "Our Day" during my childhood.
We'd spend the whole morning wandering the stores and eating pizza and ice cream ... the typical bullshit.
She parked in the spot she always parked in. It was strange, no matter how full the mall got, this spot always seemed to be open when she got there.
I tried to stay a few rows of cars away but she saw me.
I didn't duck or try to dodge her gaze. Our eyes met for a second before she turned and walked towards the mall entrance.
I parked and followed.
Inside, she stopped at a Kiosk selling Saris and Mexican style Head Wraps. She lingered for a few moments before looking around.
I tried to get a crowd of people between us but I wasn't quick enough and she caught sight of me again. She bought a thin bright tan wrap and stuffed it in her purse before I lost site of her in the busy corridor.
When I could finally see around the crowd again she was entering a little store that specialized in clothes for young women.
I lingered across the hall as she shopped. From this vantage point I could see the entrance to the dressing rooms.
I didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later she was checking items with the Attendant.
I managed to time it just right.
The Attendant found a pack of teenage girls to try to sell to and was situated so that her back was to me.
I slipped past the girls and into the dressing room area unnoticed. I just hoped they didn't have any cameras. It was early and she was the only customer in this part of the store.
Finding the right dressing room was easy.
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I tried the doorknob and found it unlocked. I silently cracked the door enough to see her. She was just buttoning up a tight pink blouse over a slutty pink skirt.
I watched her in the mirror. She was concentrating on fighting the buttons of the blouse and hadn't noticed me yet.
The skirt didn't completely cover her ass and I could see the lips of her fat pussy through the tight cotton panties from the rear and her giant rosy nipples through the thin material of the blouse reflected in the mirror.
I ogled her gorgeous body. Her ass was twin mountains of beautiful white flesh begging to be groped and squeezed. Her legs were smooth and muscular gradually thickening until they swelled into that lovely ass.
She saw me in the mirror and spun around sharply.
"No!" she gasped.
I slid in and shut the door quickly behind me.
"Yes," I said.
I clamped a hand over her mouth and shoved her backwards into the mirror. I looked around until I saw the wrap in the top of her handbag. I whipped it out and shoved it into her mouth, holding it in place to gag her.
She struggled for a minute or two until she finally became winded and slumped down against me exhausted.
"Are you done?" I asked.
She nodded submissively.
I spun her around with one hand holding the wrap in her mouth while the other slid across her giant tittles, pinching and tugging on the nipples through the silky material of the blouse.
I looked at her in the mirror - the age difference between my Mom and the little girl skirt made the outfit completely hot.
"You look totally hot," I said. "You pick this out for me?"
She nodded yes but I didn't care if she was lying or not ... The look in her eyes was evidence enough that she wouldn't call out for help so I dropped the wrap and she gasped for air.
"Aren't you just a fucking charmer," she spat.
I watched in the mirror as she struggled to loosen my grip, shifting her hips left and right to pull away. Each time she did, I jerked in my pants against her soft ass.
I felt myself rocking slightly so that my cock was sliding between her ass cheeks. She stopped struggling and watched me dry hump her in the mirror.
"Do you really like it that much?" she asked.
"I told you that you looked hot, didn't I?" I mumbled.
"I didn't mean the outfit," she said.
"Do you?" I asked in return.
She didn't answer so I latched onto her tits and twisted her nipples cruelly.
"Do you like it?" I asked as she cried out from the pain.
"No, I don't." she gasped, "Not anymore ... I'm better now!"
I chuckled in her ear.
"You don't have to like it."
"Bastard!" she cried and tried to pull away again.
I really didn't care if she liked or not. I dug my hands into her waist and held her while I ground at her pussy making her tits jiggle in the mirror.
"Oooh, oooh, oooh!" She shuddered and exhaled in a tiny little orgasm.
"Ha!" I laughed, "You lying slut!"
I reached down and jerked the skirt up roughly.
She tried to turn around but I pressed her face into the full length mirror by the back of her head before she could react again.
"I'm going to fuck you," I stated as I unzipped my pants.
My cock burst out through my boxers, slapping her bare ass and leaving a trail of precum.
"No!" she cried, "Let me suck you off again, okay?"
I slid between her thighs smearing more of my precum on her skin. Her fat pussy lips spread over the top of my shaft soaking the crotch of her cotton panties.
"Not today," I replied, "Today I'm going to fuck you."
I pulled the panties aside with a finger - she'd shaved herself bald like I'd told her to.
"That psychotherapy's working out for you I see!" I chuckled.
"Fuck you," she spat.
I thrust into her cruelly and sank in without resistance - she was already sopping wet. She straightened up causing me to fall out of her.
"Be nice for once!" she demanded, putting her hands on the mirror, trying to push me away from her but only succeeding in grinding back into me harder.
I grabbed her hair and slammed her back into the mirror again.
"Shut up!"
She twisted and smacked me hard enough to make my eyes tear up.
"That's it, Bitch!" I growled, grabbing the wrap and twisting it around her neck. I pulled the wrap tight and put the ends in my mouth to hold it with my teeth.
She struggled but I lifted her off of her feet by her thighs and she was forced to grab the edges of the mirror to keep from falling. She tried to pull away but only succeeded in cutting off her own air as I pinned her to the mirror.
I felt the cum surge in my nuts again - I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold out.
"I'm going to cum in you, Mother," I told her.
She continued to try to pull off of me but how she was going to manage to while I held her in the air and by the noose around her neck was a mystery.
"Please, don't!" she managed to choke out - but her body betrayed her - I felt her orgasm begin as a tremor in her thighs and spread throughout her body.
I released precisely when she did, pumping my sperm into her womb as she quivered.
"Aaaagh!" I hollered as I shot my loads into her, releasing the grip on the wrap.
"Don't fucking cum in me!" she cried hoarsely, pulling the wrap away from her neck.
I held her still until I was finished then dropped her callously. She crumbled to the floor in a heap.
"Get on the pill if you don't want to have my baby," I retorted, grabbing her chin and making her look up into my eyes: "Understand?"
She nodded, rubbing the red marks around her neck, as tears rolled down her cheeks, and my cum drained out of her pussy.
"Good girl," I said and shoved my cock into her mouth.
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"Hey!" the Cocktail Waitress shouted in my ear over the dull roar of the music to get my attention.
I tore my gaze away from the corner booth where my Father was fingering my Mother beneath the table and glared at her.
My expression must have startled her because she stepped back a step.
She was a pro and recovered quickly forcing a smile back on her face.
She was cute, kinda Goth, thin and pale with short dark hair, bright red lips, and a nice smile. Her tits were small but they were shapely.
Sorry!" I shouted, "Can I get another shot?"
There were already a half dozen empty glasses on my table. She collected the glasses into a stack and nodded towards my Parents.
"I hope I'm still that horny when I'm that old!"
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I turned back just in time to see my Mom smack my Dad in the face. I couldn't hear the exchange but I could tell it was ugly. He threw a wad of cash at her and stormed out of the bar.
I followed him out and watched as he staggered to the car and drove off. When I was sure he was gone I went back into the bar and returned to my table.
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The Waitress was waiting patiently with my shot.
"I thought you left ... that lady over there bought your tab just in case," she nodded again to the table where my Mother sat alone now sipping a Cosmo, "You better hurry 'cause I got five guys tryin' to buy her drinks already,"
I smiled at her and handed her a twenty hoping she'd go away.
"She's so sexy ... I might try to make a move on her myself if you don't!" she winked slyly and held out her hand, "My names Crystal, by the way."
I shook her hand.
"Sure Crystal, see you around."
I walked across the bar to my Mother's table to slide into the booth.
Mom looked at me and shook her head disapprovingly.
"That pretty young girl was flirting with you," she took a sip of her drink, "Why don't you fuck her instead of your fat old Mother?"
"Maybe I will when I get tired of you," I replied.
I looked back to see Crystal watching us intently.
"Besides, she's sweating you more than me."
"You really think so," my Mother smiled at her and blew a kiss.
Crystal beamed and pretended to catch it, then licked her fingers.
"Oh," my Mom gasped, "That's hot!"
I felt a surge of anger and jealousy wash over me.
"Finish your fucking drink," I ordered her.
She finished the drink in one gulp.
"Your Father's staying with your Uncle this weekend," she looked at me steadily, "Does that make you happy?"
I smiled at her.
"Good Girl," I said.
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I used the cloth belt from my mother's robe to bind her ankles and wrists together. In some parts of the world people would say I'd 'hog-tied' her.
A sober part of me wondered how bad that would sound to a judge but the drunk and lusting part of me, the one that happened to be in charge at the moment, didn't give a shit.
I left enough slack so that if she really tried hard enough she could get free but I held the bonds tight so she wouldn't know it.
I stood on the bed and pulled on the bindings so that my mother's arms and legs were straight in the air. The light shining into the room through the blind's slats painted the back of her long pale thighs and wide ass in yellow stripes.
I rotated her so that her ass was pointing at the window: She was practically hanging by her hands and feet and only on the bed by the small of her back.
I could admire her giant soft tits and long thick torso from this angle.
I dropped to my knees while keeping her legs locked straight over my head with my left hand, then leaned down and sniffed her thick swollen pink pussy lips from behind her legs like a mutt greeting an old acquaintance.
"Baby, you can stop," my mother's voice was hoarse with lust, "I won't tell anyone, I swear."
I leaned up and looked her in the eyes. She looked back with something resembling sincerity.
"I don't care if you do."
I rotated her so that my dripping dick hovered over her pussy and the backs of her legs.
"You have to stop!" she urged, "You can't fuck me the rest of your life."
"Why not?" I asked.
She couldn't see my face now; and I couldn't see hers.
I ran my cock over her asshole, between her labia, and roughly over her clit. Her moist lips parted in natural response. Her tits lay like two white throw-pillows on her chest, her large pink nipples hard and pointy.
"Spread your legs," I ordered.
"I said to stop!" she squirmed but the movement only excited me more.
Somehow she thought she still had some control of the situation.
I flicked my belt and lifted her ass off the bed.
THWACK!
The blow was perfect and harsh.
"Holy shit!" she gasped.
THWACK! I whacked her again.
"OKAY!" she cried and parted her legs at the knees. The luscious fat pink pussy lips spread wide, exposing her delicious pink hole.
"Too slow." I said.
THWACK!
"Let me go, Motherfucker!"
I braced her tied-together feet and hands against the wall above the white-pine headboard to give myself full access to her asshole. Her wide milky ass-cheeks spread as I pushed her up.
"That's right," I snarled and lifted her up so that all of her weight was on her shoulders and neck, "I'm a Motherfucker!"
I aimed my dick at her gaping sphincter and cruelly crammed it into her ass without the benefit of any lubrication other than my pre-cum.
"Aaaaaaaaaagh!" she screamed, "That fucking hurts!"
"Shut up!" I screamed back at her.
I looked down to admire my work as I fucked her.
Her ass and thighs rippled with every powerful thrust and her asshole ring stretched and clung to my cock on every fast back-stroke. Her pussy lips were squeezed tightly together and bulged between her thick thighs.
My pre-cum was flowing and within a few seconds her asshole was as wet as her pussy.
The sound of her grunts and the steady beat of my balls on my mother's ass were nearly drowned out by the squeaking of the bed as I pounded into her.
My balls jerked and my cock filled with hot jizz straining to pour out. I tensed to hold it back for just a few more seconds.
"I'm going to cum in your ass, Mother!"
"Cum already, you fucking Bastard!" she cried.
I let it go and started pumping load after load into her bowels. All I ever wanted to do anymore was what I was doing at this moment; filling her with my steaming hot sperm.
I tore loose the bonds to free her and let her legs spread so I could lie on top of her.
I sucked on her right tit like a baby and mashed my face into her softness. I sobbed and wound my fingers through her hair jerking hard on her with each forceful jet I launched into her ass.
She wanted me to think she didn't like me using her as a cum dumpster - but I knew the truth.
She held the back of my head with one hand while fucking herself with the other as I nursed on her and came.
She fingered herself to orgasm, silently, in a series of short jerks and grunts through tightly pursed lips.
I felt my last few dwindling spurts drain into her and my shrinking cock slid slowly out.
"Mom, I really do love you!" I panted.
"Get the fuck out then," she said and rolled over onto her side, "If you loved me - you'd leave and never come back!"
The weakness I'd felt, and demonstrated just now, faded away to be replaced by resentment and anger again.
She wasn't going to let me be nice to her.
"No," I said forcefully, "I have another chore for you."
I rolled her back over, straddled her chest, and placed my slimy cock on her lips.
Her face twisted into a grimace and I laughed cruelly.
"You're kidding, right?" she asked hopefully.
"Nope," I assured her and smacked her lips with my soft cock, "Now open up."
She took my cock into her mouth and slowly and sensuously licked and sucked her ass juices off of it.
"Good Girl," I said.
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My Dad's voice; loud and angry, woke me up early the next morning.
"What are you so worked up about?" I could hear him stomping across the floor of the kitchen. I could hear the water running in the sink. "You find someone else willing to pay your bills already?"
"What are you saying?" she replied.
"I know what it means when a woman starts getting bitchy with the man paying her bills - don't think that I'm stupid."
"Who do you think I'm fucking?"
"Our fucked up Son, you fucking perverted, Slut!" he laughed, "Shit, I bet he's still here - isn't he?"
My heart raced as he stomped towards the stairs.
"Just stop!" she shouted.
"Okay," I heard him stomp back towards the kitchen, "But remember this ...," I heard them wrestle for a second; he must have grabbed her, "whoever you fuck is just getting my sloppy leftovers anyway!"
"Fuck you!" she cried.
"You need your car fixed, right?"
"Yes, because you fucked it up, Asshole!" she shouted at him.
"Sorry 'bout that - but I need things too!"
I heard him shove her against the sink ... I could hear the sound of her panties snapping against her thighs and the metallic clinking of his belt buckle being undone.
"Stop!" she cried.
"Shut up!"
I heard her grunt and more struggling and realized he must be trying to fuck her.
"Oh, Shit!" he hollered, "You shaved your pussy!"
"Not for you!" she stated.
"That's okay; I like a smooth pussy too!"
I smiled to myself ... Like Father; like Son!
My cock stiffened and before I realized what I was doing, I was smearing precum up and down my shaft while imagining what my Dad was doing to my Mother.
Glasses tumbled over loudly in the sink and I could hear the steady thumping of her body against the counter and their labored breathing.
"Yeah, you like bein' fucked like a whore, don't you?"
"No!"
"Say it, Bitch!"
"Uuuuugh ... No!"
"Say it!"
"Just cum and get it over with, damn you!"
"Say it!"
"Fuck you!"
SLAM!
Cups rattled in the cupboard. I couldn't be sure but it sounded like her head hit the cabinet.
"OW! Fucker, that hurt!" she screamed.
Like Father; like Son!
SLAM!
"Aaagh!" she cried again.
"I can do this ... all day ... now SAY IT!"
"I ... like being ... fucked ... like a whore!"
SLAM!
"What the fuck?" she cried, "I said it!"
"That one ... was just ... for fun!"
"Bastard!"
I stroked my cock in time with my Father's thrusts until the sudden silence told me he was cumming in my Mother.
I came then too ... splattering myself and her sheets with rope after rope of thick white cum. I was there, in my mind, and I was pounding her pussy too.
"Take the fucking car to the shop," she sobbed.
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I waited until he left the house and I heard the car round the turn at the end of the street before I came downstairs.
She was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and a cigarette.
"Both of you are fucked up!" she spat at me.
I smiled and fished my cock out of my boxers.
"Bend over the table," I said.
She sniffled and wiped her eyes before dropping the half-smoked cigarette into her coffee cup.
"One day I'm going to put a stop to all of this," she threatened.
"No you won't," I shook my cock at her, "You like the abuse and ... you love having dick in you too much."
She looked down guiltily.
"I got things to do today, so get to it," I demanded.
She stood up and bent over the table pulling up her robe to give me access to her freshly fucked pussy.
I pistoned in her mercilessly until I emptied my nuts, swirling my dick to mix my sperm around with my Father's inside her.
When I was done, I dropped into my old spot at the table and watched her attempt to straighten out her hair with amusement.
She looked like she'd just been fucked all morning and she wasn't going to fix that without a few hours in the bathroom.
"Make me some breakfast," I said.
She lit another cigarette with shaking hands.
"French toast?" she asked.
I took Dad's mug and sipped the still warm coffee.
"Good Girl," I said.
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She watched me watch her suck her Boss's cock.
The law office she worked in was a suite on the first floor. The office was in the rear of the building on the corner. A full quarter of the wall was glass and the blinds were always pulled ... except one.
The only view I had was of her on her knees between his legs - under his desk.
She worked him like a well paid whore, running her fingers up and down his shaft as she bobbed her head.
He held her hair up in a giant blonde pony tail so he could watch his thin long dick slide between her fat lips as he rhythmically and cruelly smacked her.
Her cheek was bright red from the abuse but she smiled with every blow.
Her eyes locked onto mine as she pulled off of him and jerked his dick, aiming it at the back of her throat.
He started rocking his torso until he threw his head back in orgasm.
She swirled her tongue around the head of his sorry excuse for a penis as multiple thin high velocity jets of cum shot into her mouth. She jerked him vigorously until the last spurts dwindled and coated her lips.
Then another woman slid in place next to my Mom. She was young, maybe twenty, she wasn't very pretty but she had really nice tits hanging out of her blouse and a chain of some kind wrapped around her bruised neck. She turned her head sideways and parted her lips.
Mother positioned herself over the girl so that when she opened her mouth, the cum poured out. The girl caught it and swallowed it before kissing her to swirl the jizz between their lips.
Boss man stood up, stuffed himself back into his pants, patted the two women on the head like a pair of loyal hounds, picked up his briefcase, and left the office.
My Mom continued to make out with the girl while I slipped back to my car to wait - I guess they were working overtime tonight.
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I followed them to the restaurant that we had been at the previous time ... the one with the cute waitress.
I found a booth where I could see the trio, Boss man, my Mother, and the younger secretary, drinking and flirting with each other.
Crystal slid into the booth and pressed herself against me. I guess I'd found the right section of tables.
She wore khaki shorts and a tight burgundy t-shirt with the bar's logo across her perky little tits. Her legs were long and thin, a little thinner than I liked, and I figured she was probably partying more than eating.
"Hey, Darling!" she greeted me, a big smile on her thin face, "What'll you have?"
A couple of frat boys shot me jealous looks. I guessed they'd been after Crystal's attention themselves.
I didn't answer so she followed my stare to see Mom get up from the table and head towards the bathrooms.
She was smart and put two and two together. She slid out of the booth to let me out.
"Go get her, Cowboy," she giggled, "I'll get you a shot."
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The bathroom door wasn't locked.
It was a small single toilet bathroom with a bolt lock on the door ... she must've seen me, must've known I would follow her.
I pushed open the door and stepped in, shutting the door behind me.
She sat on the toilet and glared at me.
"Shit!" she spat, "Can't I even go to the bathroom?"
I pulled out my cock and smacked her in the face with it.
"No!" I growled as I grabbed her hair and shoved it in her mouth.
I fucked her face mercilessly, two hands in her hair pulling and pushing her head back and forth at a furious pace, burying my cock down her throat with each stroke.
When I finally came, I pulled out and splattered her face and hair, intentionally ruining her makeup, then pushed her head away and grabbed a few towels to wipe off my dick.
"I'll come by again tonight," I said throwing the soiled towels at her, "Clean yourself up."
She wiped herself mechanically with the cum soaked towels, a blank expression on her face.
"Good Girl," I said. ************************
The bar closed and she wasn't answering her cell phone. I called every ten minutes until, eventually, the calls went straight to voicemail.
I was so furious I could barely contain it.
Even the moon seemed glaring and mean. I sat and stared at the wall as my mind conjured a thousand different ways to get my revenge on my Mother for abandoning me.
When dawn came, I started searching for her.
I circled the bar we'd been at the night before. My Mother's car was parked in the back and there were no other cars around.
I circled back to my Parent's house.
When I passed by the house, I could see a small silver compact car in the driveway.
Fury cursed through my veins and I slammed the car into a spot across the street. I debated what to do and decided on sneaking into the house to catch her in the act.
If she thought she had it rough now, she was in for a rude awakening.
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The house smelled faintly like the cigars the 'wannabes' on campus smoked. I could almost imagine my mom fucking some scared little goateed white kid with tattoos and a straight-brim ball cap with 'NY' stitched across the front.
I started up the stairs but stopped short when my Mother appeared at the landing. Her robe was open and I could see her body.
"Oh!" she cried in surprise wrapping herself in the robe.
I glared up at her in rage.
"Wait!" she barked, holding out her palms to signal for me to stop, "Don't be mad!"
I pushed past her and made for the bedroom. She followed, frantically trying to get in front of me.
"Wait!" she said again and put a hand on my shoulder to stop me.
I spun around and faced her. Her hand fell to her side.
"Please, you don't understand!" she whined.
I grabbed her arm and shoved her into the bedroom ahead of me. The lamp was off but I could see a young woman's shape in the bed.
"What the fuck?" I stammered. "This is perfect!"
"Please," my mom pleaded, "you're hurting me!"
I hadn't realized I was twisting her arm.
I threw her onto the bed.
The woman was so intent on covering up her tits with the sheets that she left the lower half of her body exposed.
I stared to let my eyes grow accustomed to the darkness. The exotic cigar smell was dank in the room ... they must have been smoking it in here.
Whoever she was - my mother had good taste.
The woman's body was young, lean, and tight. I could see everything well enough with the light from the streetlamp shining through the blinds. Her legs were splayed open and I could see cleanly shaven and glistening pink lips between long sexy thighs.
She seemed familiar.
"Who in the hell is that, Mother?" I demanded.
I stepped up to the edge of the bed.
"Hey," the woman said, "I know you!"
It was the girl from the bar ... Crystal.
"Oh!" she gasped in realization.
She seemed confused for a second when she recognized me but then everything must have gelled because she regained her composure quickly.
"Your Mom?" she asked me, "Okaaaay," she thought about it for a second, "I can deal with that ... I guess."
I walked back and shut the door and locked it.
"Do you know where Dad is?" I asked.
"At your Uncle's!"
I looked at the two of them.
"What is she doing here?"
"We have an ..." she paused searching for the phrase. "... an arrangement tonight."
"We have an arrangement every night," I stated, "You don't do things like this unless I tell you to."
"I brought her home for us, Bastard!"
Crystal giggled: "Fucking kinky!"
"Don't you think she's hot?" my Mother asked, nodding at Crystal.
"She'll do," I said.
"For Christ's sake!" Mother spat, "At least be polite to her - if not to me!"
I looked her over and nodded: "I'm sorry, Crystal," I said and came around to her side of the bed, "I think you're sexy."
I tugged at the covers she held over her breasts. She let the sheets drop. She had small dark nipples and the little titties were as nice as I had imagined they would be.
I leaned down and kissed her gently and she responded hungrily.
"I believe I'm going to have to fuck you now," I told her.
"Can I fuck your Mom too?" Crystal asked me.
I nodded in response.
"I was hoping you wouldn't be a shit about this," Mother said to me.
I put my hand over her mouth to silence her.
"You really want to fuck her?" I asked Crystal.
Damn right!" she said pushing my hand away from my Mom's face to kiss her on the lips.
My mother squirmed and rubbed her thighs together ... Crystal obviously made her wet.
"Okay, I want to see you do it!"
"What do you want me to do to her, Darling?" she purred.
I smiled at her.
"Good girl," I said.
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Crystal straddled my Mother's face.
Mom rubbed her own swollen pussy furiously, her long nails were polished ivory and reflected the light from outside as she swirled her hand rhythmically between her legs.
Crystal thrust her hips and watched me over her shoulder as I jerked on my cock. She had a thin waste but her ass was bubbly. Her as cheeks rotated and bounced as she smeared her pussy over my Mom's fat lips.
I was going to have to fuck that ass.
"You like that?" she asked.
"Eat her pussy so I can fuck you at the same time," I ordered.
Crystal obediently slid down my Mother's body and buried her face. She sucked on my Mother's pussy and waved her tight little ass in the air inviting me to enter her from behind. The little bald pussy glistened between her long thin thighs invitingly.
"Do you want my Son to fuck you?" my Mother asked Crystal.
"God, yes," she giggled.
I laughed and slid my cock into Crystal in short hard strokes. She panted into my Mother's pussy with every sharp thrust.
"Damn that's nice!" Crystal muttered.
Her pussy was so tight and hot I almost came right away but I held out a few minutes by watching my Mother's expressions as Crystal worked her pussy. She moaned and began to swirl her hips to rub back against the probing mouth between her thighs.
I grabbed Crystal by the hair and pulled her out of my Mother's crotch and slid into her spot. My Mom thrust her hips at my face as I buried my tongue in her.
Crystal proceeded to finger herself while I sucked on my Mother's clit.
A moment later, Mom came in short, sharp bursts, grabbing my hair and grinding at my face.
I leaned back and pulled Crystal in to finish her off. Crystal lapped up her juices and smeared her face between my Mom's creamy thighs as I fingered her from behind.
"Roll her over!" I ordered.
I pulled back to let Crystal have room to roll her over so that she was face-down ass-up and her fat thick pussy lips glistened in the dark only a few inches from my face.
I tongued her pussy for a few more seconds before I mounted her and thrust into her roughly, jerking my whole body to make us rock the entire bed.
Crystal moaned and sprang up onto her knees so that her face was even with my dick buried in my mom's pussy. Her fingers swirled between her legs and she twisted herself so that she could take my balls in her mouth.
I felt my nuts tighten at the sensation of Crystal's lips and tongue on my sack and let loose the load I'd been holding back, dumping a thick sticky wad of jizz in my Mother as I jerked and spasmed.
Crystal jerked my cock with two fingers causing me to spurt even harder.
"Oh, yeah!" Crystal gasped and bucked with her own little orgasm that she'd ground out with her fingers, "Cum in your Mommy's pussy!"
Cum dripped down my balls and Crystal lapped it up.
"I want some more of that!" Crystal giggled.
"Stick your cock down her throat!" Mom suggested.
I obliged by pulling it out of her and sliding it unceremoniously into Crystal's mouth. She was experienced and relaxed her muscles to take my full length smoothly.
Bucking, I grabbed her short thick hair with both hands and fucked as hard as I could. Tears started to stream down her cheeks but her eyes stayed locked on mine.
My mother was moving again so I looked over to keep track of her.
She spread her legs and scooped a handful of my cum from between her ass cheeks and dropped it onto her spread pussy.
I twisted Crystal's head so she could see the show too as my Mother stirred the globs of cum around a bit before shoving it into herself with her fingers.
I started to reach the boiling point again.
The look in Mom's eyes was pure lust. She spread some of my goo over her tits, on her pouty lips, and then licked her fingers.
I lost control at the sight of her licking my jizz of her fingers and spurted again, several good thick loads too; somehow, Crystal managed to swallow all of it.
I pulled out of her mouth with an audible pop and tossed her aside by her hair for good measure. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and I laughed in pleasure at the site.
"Are you going to fuck me now?" she asked.
I pulled her back to me and kissed her salty lips tenderly before I brutally shoved her down again and slid my hand between her legs. Her fingers dug into my ass pulling me to her as we kissed.
I looked her up and down admiringly for a moment.
"By the way ... I'm married," she said.
"Get on the pill if you don't want to have my baby," I told her as I slid into her hot little snatch again, "Understand?"
"Okay!" she gasped as I entered her.
"Good Girl," my Mother said.