'How Mom Became My Slave' - STORY
Bonka
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How Mom Became My Slave
I wouldn't say I'm an abnormal guy. It's just that some times situations
arise that can't be controlled nor contained. When your 18 and the hormones
are raging it's all you can do to get to a private area and crank your cock.
It seems every image of a women arouses you to no end. So I suppose I could
blame what happened between my mother and I on raging hormones. What I know
for sure is that things will never be the same. The following is my story.
My mother is a very attractive 47-year-old divorced housewife who prides her
self on her firm body and incredible tits. She stays in good physical shape
through a trainer named Tony. Kindly made available through the generous
alimony my father forks out every month. She has long brown hair and long
shapely legs. She stays lightly tanned through out the year and is not
afraid of wearing a bikini when she goes to the beach.
As I was saying, she has incredible tits. I tried as much as possible to get
a look at them as I was growing up. She always made sure the door was closed
and locked when she showered. I guess she didn't want her son barging in on
her when she was naked. Trust me I would have.
We had a normal relationship. She would tell me to do some chore or another
and I would grumble about it. Just like any kid I guess. We didn't have a
special relationship as I recall. We sort of passed each other in the hall
or kitchen. Me on my way to my room and a porno mag and her out for the
evening with her girl friends. On the holidays I would visit my father and
his new wife Brenda. Bored out of my head I would listen to my step-mom tell
me about some new bauble my father had purchased for her or the new painting
they had acquired. I would return home laden with gifts my dad and step-mom
had piled on me in an attempt to buy my love. All I knew was that I wanted
to get home and continue the quest to see my mother naked.
The moment came for me to see my mother in all her naked glory one Saturday
afternoon. It was more than I had ever dreamed of. Not only was she naked
but she was being pounded into her bed Tony her personal trainer.
You see it was another weekend in the country with my dad and Brenda. Only
Brenda got sick from food poisoning and I got my wish to go home. The driver
dropped me off at the end of my driveway and I walked up to the house. I
opened the front door and proceeded into the kitchen to get a glass of water
when I noticed a pair of running shorts hanging over the back of a dining
room chair. My mother never left anything lying about and she sure didn't
allow me to leave anything out of its place. My interest aroused I walked up
the stairway near the front entrance. Stepping over various under garments,
stockings and interestingly enough a jock strap I neared my mothers bedroom.
I could hear grunting and moans and I was already getting a hard on
anticipating what I knew was occurring.
Not expecting her son to be home for another day her door was left wide
open. I crept along the wall and did a turkey peek around the entrance to
her room. All the while a fever pitch of "ohs" and "ahhhs" was mounting from
within. What I saw sent a jolt of electricity from my chest to my cock. I
peeked around the door again and beheld a site I will never forget. There on
her bed, the tan twin globes of her ass cheeks high in the air and her knees
spread wide apart, was my mother getting the shit fucked out of her. Her
arms were stretched between her legs and her wrists were attached to ropes
tied around her knees. She was bouncing forward to the pounding thrusts of
Tony her personal trainer. He had a death grip on her ass cheeks and he was
using them for leverage to pull her into his thrusts.
"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" my mother groaned.
"Come on slut!" Tony hissed. "Take that cock like a good little whore."
From my vantage point I could see the absolute ecstasy on my mothers face.
She was loving every minute of it. Even with out the view of her face I
could tell from the sloppy wet noises coming from her drenched pussy she was
enjoying the hell out it. Her upside down face was clenched and her mouth
was open. Her lips shaped in an "O" of pleasure.
"Come on Tony," my mother urged. "Fuck my ass harder. Come on baby. Fuck my
slut hole. Make me feel it!"
"Oh.... you little whore! I'm gonna make ya feel every inch of my cock. Come
on slut!" Tony continued, degrading my mother. "Fuck that cock. I know you
love to be tied up and fuck like a little whore. You love it don't you....
don't you?"
Each word he said would be accompanied by a hard thrust. My mother was
barely intelligible with her replies. By know she was too far into this
royal screwing to formulate a coherent response. She simply answered any
question with a continuous, "YES!"...."YES!"
All the while I had my cock out of my shorts stroking it to the rhythm of
their fucking. I couldn't believe I was watching my mother getting banged.
Not only getting banged put tied up and banged! This was too good to be
true!
They were just nearing their orgasms when I splashed a wad of come along the
wall. My hips jerking and twitching as my balls spilled their load. I
quickly wiped up as much as possible and scurried down stairs. I ran to my
room and changed my shorts shaking from the images ingrained in my mind. As
soon as I was dressed I peeked up the stairs to make sure the coast was
clear and hurried outside. I had to make like I was just getting home so I
wouldn't draw suspicion.
Looking back on that day. Seeing myself sitting behind the hedge waiting for
Tony to leave must have been the birth of my twisted plan. I replayed the
scene over and over in my head getting more and more excited each time I
re-lived it. My mother the housewife and popular socialite was a hard core
cock slut. Some times I think that maybe if I hadn't walked in on them that
day. That if some how I never knew what my mother was into, then what
happened next might never have occurred.
Tony emerged from the front door and strutted around the side of the house
out of my view. I heard an engine start up and then a motorcycle speed
around the corner and down the driveway.
I brushed myself off and went back into the house expecting to see mother
down stairs. But the house was quiet and darkening as the sun went down.
Retracing my steps I walked silently up the stairway. This time the only
garments lying on the carpet were my mothers. I absent mindedly picked up
her panties and brought them to my face. I deeply inhaled her scent rubbing
the silky panties again my cheek. My face was hot and flushed and sweat was
beading up on my forehead. My mind was slipping from reality with each step
I took. Feeling light headed and dizzy I proceeded down the hall stepping
closer to the moment that would change my life with my mother forever.
As I stepped through her bedroom door my eyes locked on her still form. Her
chest rising and falling to the rhythm of her breath. Slowly, with my cock
once again demanding my attention I slid onto the bed with her. As she lay
oblivious to her my incestuous actions I reached out and lightly trace her
nipples through the flimsy gown she had thrown on after her tryst. My
fingertips drew sensuous circles around her areola. As her nipples grew firm
and tall she let out a soft sign slowly twisting her hips back and forth. A
smile played across her face. Down her body to her belly and back up to her
neck I continued to trace lazy circles with my fingertip. My touch moved her
slumbering mind into a erotic dream. Most likely a dream of her tied and
bound while she was plowed into by Tony and his big cock.
As she sank deeper into her dream I became braver moving my caresses to her
bare thighs. Slowly I move my hand further up her inner thigh not caring if
she awoke. My heart pounding in my chest and drumming in my head intent only
on reaching her treasures. I didn't consider turning back at this point. My
course was firmly set and my twisted brain had gone into a realm of its own.
The heat from my engorged cock radiated again my belly and yearned to be
free. With one hand I undid my shorts and freed my cock. I slid the other
closer to her sweet snatch. I was so close I could feel the heat against my
hand. Her legs opened wider as if allowing her dream lover free access to
her wet hole. The fragrant aroma of her pussy was rising to my nose making
my cock pulse and pre-cum coat the head of my swollen member.
With my arm all the way up her nightgown I briefly wondered when I would
feel the light tickle of her pubic hair. Expecting to feel the mound of her
pubic hairs against my hand I was surprised to finally reach my goal only to
discover she had no hair.
Her pussy was shaved as bald an 11 year old virgin. My head spun and my
vision blurred as sweat ran into my eyes. Excited beyond anything I felt
before I slid the tip of my finger along the opening of her pussy. All the
while I smiled an evil grin panting air out of my lungs through clenched
teeth. Her pussy opened like a tropical flower wet with oily dew. I pushed
slowly into her fiery hole and then moved my finger up along her slit.
Feeling her hard little clit under my finger I pressed into it and moved the
fleshy nob around.
A slight gasp issued from her mouth as she opened her legs even wider.
"Ohhh," she moaned in pleasure.
"Mmmm..." she cooed and licked her lips. Her hips were starting to gyrate at
an ever increasing rate. Then her eyelids fluttered and she came awake to
the site of her son with his hand up her crotch and an evil smile on his
face.
"Wha...what's...What are you doing?" she exclaimed sitting up right and
twisting her hips to the side.
"What the hell are you doing?" she screamed, coming fully to her senses. She
scrambled to the head of the bed trying to get away from me. I had to finish
this or I would explode.
I dove on her and pressed her to the bed with my body. We grunted and rolled
around on the bed as she thrashed to get away. All the while screaming
expletives at me. Demanding then begging me to let her go.
"Stop!" she would yell and then beg me. "Please... what are you doing? Stop
Daniel!"
I slapped her hard across the face shocking her into silence. I clasped my
hand over her mouth and used all my strength to pull my self on top of her
and straddle her hips. With one hand I pulled each of her arms to her sides
and trapped them with my legs. I looked around frantically for something to
tie her with. Her eyes were wide with fright and tear streaked as she no
doubt wondered what on earth had gotten into her son.
There at the end of the bed were the same ropes Tony had used to bind her. I
stretched out and grabbed them letting my hand loose from her mouth. She saw
the opportunity to fight back and bit into the side of my hand and drew
blood. I yelled in pain and reflexively slapped her again across the face.
Her body went limp and she began to cry and whimper. Fright and confusion
had allowed me to over power her and she gave up her struggles as in
affective. Taking advantage of her lose form I flipped her over onto her
stomach. As she whimpered I bound her wrists behind her back pulling the
knot cruelly. Then running the ropes around her waist I tied them securely.
I was now free to take her any way I liked. I relaxed and noticed that her
gown had torn in the struggle and bunched around her waste. This exposed her
bare ass to me. I felt again the urgent pressure of my cock. I quickly
discarded my clothing and tore free what was left of her gown. Of course at
this point she was fully aware of what was about to happen and was valiantly
trying to talk me out of it. In a renewed effort she tried to reason with
me.
"Please Daniel. I'm your mother. This is wrong. Daniel I don't know what's
got into to you but you have to listen to me." She tried to be calm. Her
voice took on the edge of motherly authority. "Daniel you must stop this
insanity right know. Do you understand me?"
I finally spoke. My voice cracking. "I'm gonna take some of what you gave to
Tony. Mother! I watched how you let Tony fuck you like a whore and I want
some of that too," I continued. "I liked watching you all tied up in a
bundle and getting that sweet pussy of yours crammed full of cock."
"No Daniel... no," she moaned in despair.
" I saw how much you enjoyed it. If I had known sooner that you liked to be
raped I could have helped you out."
"No Daniel."
"You don't know how many times I've wasted cum all over my bed when I could
have been making you suck it all down!" With that I lifted her hips high in
the air and pressed my engorged cock against the crack of her ass.
"Oh...Daniel. Please don't fuck me!" she whimpered. "Please Daniel!"
"If it's so bad for you I'll help you find a girl. But please don't fuck
me!" she reasoned.
"It's to late for that mother, I have to go all the way. Don't you see," I
explained, "I've watched you and spied on you ever since I got my first hard
on. I've always wanted to fuck you and seeing you let Tony screw you that
way made me realize how you have been pretending to be a prim and proper
women. When in truth your a little fuck whore who enjoys getting her pussy
raped!"
It was to much talk for me when I needed to relieve my burdened balls of
their cum. I grabbed my 7 inches of pulsing meat and slid it up and down her
pussy. Confirming my suspicions that, despite who I was, her lusty body knew
what kind of sex it enjoyed. Her pussy was sopping wet with moisture. Her
hot oily snatch allowed my cock to slide right into her hole. With a gasp
from both our lips her pussy bulged around my girth and clenched on to it
like a vise. The pure heat of a woman's pussy was unbearably wonderful and I
felt like I would lose my load in seconds. With out conscious thought my
hips moved back and forth instinctively thrusting my cock in and out of her
slick canal.
"Oh...OH...Oh god no!" she tried to fight the feeling. Her hands tied behind
her back clenched into fists and she pressed her face into the bed in shame.
I could hear the muffle gasps and moans she tried to hide from me.
"Oh fuck mom! You're pussy is incredible. I can't believe I'm actually
fucking you! Do you like that?" I asked as I thrust deep and hard into her.
"Do you like getting fucked like a whore?"
"Mmmghhh... No!" came her muffled reply.
"Come on slut I know you like it," I goaded her. "I want you to tell me you
like it."
My thrusts were becoming more insistent as I began to pound her into the bed
the same as Tony had done hours before. My balls were slapping against mound
and her pussy juices were slopping around my shaft. I knew that she was
loving it just as much as I was. Even if she didn't enjoy my fevered mind
would have justified it.
"Oh God! Daniel please! Oh please stop fucking your mommy's pussy," she
moaned, her hips beginning to meet my thrusts. "Oh my... Oh my. You're
fucking your mommy. Oh Danny baby you're fucking your mommy's wet pussy."
"I knew you would love it whore." I hissed between clenched teeth. I felt my
balls tighten up and my cock swelling even bigger. My mother felt it as well
and knew that I was about to come.
"Oh fuck yeah! Oh fuck. Fuck my whore ass. Fuck it hard baby!" she screamed
in pleasure. "Fuck it good baby but don't cum in mommy's pussy. I want you
to force that big cock down my throat... Oh.... fuck... force it in my wet
mouth and shoot that fat wad of cum all over...oh yeah.. uh... ugh...
oh...harder! Make mommy swallow your cum baby!" she pleaded.
"Oh...!" I exclaimed nearing orgasm. "I'm gonna cum in your pussy first
bitch. Then later I'm gonna fuck that sweet ass. Ahh.. here it comes whore!"
I yelled as my head starting to spin and my juices began to spurt.
"Oh..fuck..No...no..uggg...ohhhh....ugh...ugh...ugh...mmmmmmmmmm!" she began
as her pussy convulsed and her body shook with orgasm.