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MY SWEET MOTHER, RELUCTANT SLUT Ch. 3 (mF Inc ReluMY SWEET MOTHER, RELUCTANT SLUT (mF Inc Reluc) By Dave E. Perelli andKachinaCHAPTER 3 MORE SINS OF THE MOTHERJAMES:I stopped on my knees between Mom’s legs and surveyed the scene. What asight. I knew the movie camera was running, recording every sight andsound. Mom was on her back, NAKED. Bare assed naked. This wasn’t likethe small pictures I’d seen. This was real. Real naked flesh. Hearingher voice. Smelling her perfume. She was mine for tonight. And aftertonight my plan was going to work. She would be mine as long as I wanted.Her virginal white wedding veil on her head, the train under her back.I looked up at my birth father. He knelt above Mom’s head, holding herlegs up for me to penetrate her. He was on his knees with his flabby fleshsagging.. His face showed him to be totally defeated. His little cockwasn’t even standing up despite the show I had made Mom perform. His lipstrembled. His eyes were closed tightly. I reached up and slapped hisface.”Open your eyes. I want you to watch everything. If you close youreyes again I’m going to twist your balls off.”His eyes popped open. He looked as if he were about to cry.”Now, John. Ask me nicely to fuck your wife. Ask me to please fuck mymother.”I saw his throat constrict as he swallowed. His voice came out barely awhisper.”Please fuck my wife. Fuck your mother.””Louder, asshole. Say it nice and loud. Make sure we can hear youclearly. Beg me.”He swallowed several times in rapid succession.”PLEASE SIR! PLEASE FUCK MY WIFE. PLEASE FUCK HER GOOD. FUCK YOURMOTHER. SHE WANTS IT BAD. PLEASE GIVE HER THE FUCKING SHE WANTS.”That was better. My eyes left his face and traveled down my own body.They rested on my stiff cock bouncing against my stomach. My cock. Mycock was my blessing and my curse. My blessing because I was the envy ofevery boy in the locker room. My curse because I’d only found a very fewgirls who would let me screw them and then only after a lot of work andpleading on my part. I seldom got more than the head in when they had allthey could take. I usually ended up eating pussy and having the girl jackme off. This night would be different. I was going to get all the pussy Iwanted. This wasn’t a girl I had to please. I didn’t have to worry abouther wanting to go out with me again. I didn’t care if it was good for her.I didn’t care if it hurt her. Yes, I did care. I hoped it did hurt her. Iwanted it to. I wanted her have to endure whatever I gave her. I wantedto feel the power!I looked down at Mom helplessly waiting. Her brown eyes were shut now.The expression on her pretty face was a cross between fright and sorrow. Her soft lips had just a touch of lipstick. My mom, with her innocentwedding veil and her legs stretched apart before me. This was a picture Iwouldn’t soon forget. My cock twitched as the thought crossed my mind howshe would look with her lips stretched around my meat. Not tonight! Bepatient. It will happen. Her not too large breasts had flattened morewhen she was put on her back, but they were well formed and pretty to myeyes. They weren’t big but they were bigger than any of the teen girls Ihad undressed. Her nipples were still standing up from my having made hertwist them. I gazed down at twin points. These were no tiny teenagednipples. They were full grown woman’s nipples. They were the biggest I’dever seen, more impressive than they had looked in the stolen pictures. They were red from being engorged with blood.I took in the rest of Mom’s body. Her waist was trim. Her hips werewider than they probably had been when she was younger. I grinned tomyself. Good c***d bearing hips, I thought. Mom had a few faint stretchmarks on her stomach. “I put those there”, I thought. My father washolding her legs back so that her ass wasn’t touching the bed. It was at aperfect angle for my invasion while on my knees so the camera could catchall the action. He was holding her ankles wide apart as he’d been told. Hers was the first shaved pussy I’d seen outside of pictures. I’d neverseen one on a real person. This was great. I could see everything. Herlabia were stretched open, exposing her private parts to my eyes. Herclitoris was no longer hidden. It looked like a small cock above hervagina. Her vagina had a wet sheen at the opening. I wondered if that wasfrom excitement or fear. In her position her ass cheeks were pried apartand I could see her little brown asshole. I resisted the temptation toshove my finger in her ass. None of the girls I had gone with would let menear their asses.Mom didn’t resist when I took her arms and moved them above her head. She moaned though when she heard me speak to her husband.”John, put your knees over the whore’s arms. I don’t want her jerkingaround when I’m stuffing her cunt.”He did as he was told without argument. In moments her arms weretrapped by his legs and her ankles by his hands. I spat on my hand andrubbed the spittle on the head of my cock to ease my entry. I took my cockin my hand and rubbed it up and down her labia until it came to rest at theopening of her pussy. I leaned forward and grasped her hips.”John, what will it be? Ease it into her gently or just shove it in?””Please sir, be gentle with her. Don’t hurt her.”I jerked up and slapped him across the other side of his face, harderthis time. A trickle of blood started from his lip.”Wrong answer, you little weasel. If you want to keep your ballsattached you’d better give me the right answer and you’d better beconvincing. Tell me how you want to watch me use this tramp.”There was no doubt he was beaten.”Shove it in her sir. Rip her open. Ruin her cunt.”Mom started trying to thrash around at those words, but John had herwell pinned and I took hold of her hips again. I gave a shove with all mymight.”Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, ieeeeeee,oooooooooohGod, oh God, oh God, OH GOD,PLEASE!!!!!!!!”I looked between her legs. My cock was only buried about the first twoinches. Her vagina was stretched so wide it looked as if it would rip. Islowly eased my member back out until only the tip was inside her. Thepart that had been inside her was glistening with moisture. I listened toher gasping breaths. They started to quiet down. I gave John an evilgrin:”Hang on. This is going to be a big one.””AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”Mom’s piercing scream suddenly stopped. Her head rolled to the side. Mom had fainted! John started to say something but a look from me changedhis mind. My cock was buried about halfway in her pussy. I knew herhusband’s had never been in that far and had never stretched her anywherenear that wide. I started brutally pounding in and out of her u*********sbody. It took about ten plunging strokes and I was buried to my balls inmy mother’s cunt. I had to stop then. I had never had my cock anywherenear this far in a pussy before and had never felt anything this good. Itwas a tight, wet, hot grip like nothing I had ever experienced. I was indanger of shooting my load and it wasn’t near time yet. Time to take abreak.As I caught my breath and waited for the pressure in my balls to relentMom’s eyelids fluttered and opened. She was back in the land of theliving. She didn’t try to fight. She just lay there and looked up at me.All I heard from her was:”Ohhh.”I felt something wet running on my balls. I felt a stab of fear. Idrew slowly and looked down between us. I heaved a sigh of relief. Itwasn’t blood; it was Mom’s juices somehow managing to escape the tightconfines of her vagina. I pulled out until only the head of my dickremained in her. I slowly pushed in again.”Ohhh.”I set a slow rhythm. In and out, in and out. All the way to the headand then back until my cock was buried in her. She no longer screamed. The look of pain and fright was gone from her face. I couldn’t read theexpression that was there now. I began aliağa escort to pump faster. Her “Ohhh’s” stillcame on every down stroke. After a long time of fucking Mom tensed. Thetendons in her neck stood out. I watched her face turn red and shescreamed aloud. It wasn’t a scream of pain this time. She either had anorgasm or faked it real well. Her body went limp. I pried my father’shands from her ankles and pushed his knees off her arms. Her legs fell tothe bed as she gasped for breath. I lay on top of her while she regainedsome composure. I rolled off of her and lay on my back. My cock stoodstraight up, twitching.”That was pretty good Mom, but you’ve still got something to do.””What is it James?” was her tearful reply.”You said you were going to give me a really good fuck. All you did waslie there. Your cunt is nice and tight but you know what I want. I wantyou to get on top and give me the fuck you promised until I fill you withcum.”Mom tiredly rolled to her knees. She threw her leg across my body andstraddled me. She reached down and took my cock in her hand, placing it ather entrance. The train of her wedding veil d****d down my legs. Sheleaned forward and pressed her lips to mine, her tongue probing in mymouth. She raised up and looked at me with a shy little smile:”James, you loved it when I screamed. If you take hold of my hips andshove me down real hard I know you can make me scream again.”I was glad to take her suggestion.”OOOOOH SHIT! YOU’RE KILLING ME! GOD DAMN! OOOOOOOOH! FUCK! IT’STOO BIG. YOU’RE RIPPING ME OPEN. OH SHIT. DON’T STOP. DON’T STOP. HURTME WITH THAT BIG COCK. HURT ME BABY.”Mom continued to bounce hard and fast. She leaned forward and kissed mymouth again, then planted kisses all over my face. She wrapped her armsaround my neck and pressed her tits against my chest. When she wasn’tkissing she was talking.”That’s it baby. Mommy’s a whore. Fuck Mommy like the whore she is. Is Mommy making a good movie for you honey? Can the camera hear me baby?Can the camera see you stretching Mommy’s cunt open? I’ll fuck you any wayyou want honey. I know you like to hurt me. That sorry assed husband ofmine never had enough cock to hurt me. Oh, baby Mommy’s too wet for it tohurt now. I’m running like a river. Can you hear it John, you sorrybastard? Can you hear my cunt slurping on my son’s cock? You never mademe run wet like that. If you hadn’t been such a lousy fuck you wouldn’thave had to make me pose for pictures. I would have done anything youwanted. Hurt me James baby. Spank my whore ass and make me cry. Pleasebaby spank me. Please, please, please. I want him to watch you make mecry.”As the sound of the slaps on Mom’s ass reverberated through the room shekept humping her pussy up and down on my hard cock. I thought she wouldhave enough after a couple of slaps, but her arms tightened around my neckand she kept planting kisses on my face between cries. I felt her tearsdripping on my face, but she continued fucking me like a wild woman. Suddenly she placed her hands against my chest and pushed herself up. Shekept bouncing on my cock, her face streaked with tears.”James, don’t you want my tits? That’s it baby. Squeeze my tits. Oh,that’s good. Squeeze them harder. Oh, yeah. Pull my nipples James. Nowtwist them. Oh, that’s it. Aaaahhh. That hurts but don’t stop. Ooooh,nobody ever twisted them that hard before. Here, honey. Let me feed youmy tits.”Mom leaned forward and pressed her tits in my mouth, alternating fromone to the other. She begged me to suck harder. Her pussy was making loudsucking sounds as she fucked me in and out. I could feel her juicesflowing on my thighs. I wasn’t going to hold out much longer. I couldn’tbelieve I’d lasted this long. Mom jerked her tit from my mouth and sat upagain. She pressed her cunt down hard against me and started makingcircular motions with her hips.”James, I’m almost there. Call me names and I’ll cum for you baby. Tell me what I am and I’ll cum all over you, baby. Please.””Mother, you sorry whore! You’re a cheap slut! I ought to sell yourwhore pictures. You’d love that because you’re a son-fucking tramp!””James, I’m cumming. Oh shit! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.”I grabbed Mom’s hips and held her down tight against me. My cockswelled and I started spewing hot cum into her fuck hole. I shot spurtafter spurt into my mother while she spasmed time and again. I could feelthe hot cum squirting out of her vagina onto my legs. I was finallyemptied and Mom must have been too, because she collapsed on top of megasping for breath. I pushed her off me. Her pussy made a satisfyingsucking sound as I came free. I rolled over and got to a standing positionat the side of the bed. Mom just lay on her back with her legs spread. Ithought that was probably making a good shot for the camera. I stoodlooking down at my birth father.”Well, John. Think we made a good movie?””Yes” he meekly replied.”Better than the pictures you took?””Yes, better than the pictures.””You know John, there’s something I’m sorry we didn’t get on camera. You know what that is?””No, I thought you got everything.””Nope, John. Those pictures you took of Mom eating Aunt Pam’s cunt werereally hot weren’t they?””Uh, well yes they were.””I’ll bet your boss loved them didn’t he?””Yea, he thought they were great.””I’ll bet Mom hated it though didn’t she?””Well, yes she didn’t like it.””John, do you know what I’d do if Aunt Pam were here?””Well, no.””I’d make her lick all the cum and pussy juice off my cock and balls. That would make a great ending to the movie wouldn’t it? Think that wouldbe hot?”He brightened up a little.”Yeah, that would really be hot.””Well, John too bad. She’s not here. Hey, I’ve got a great idea! Wantto hear it?””I guess so.”I grabbed Mother’s husband by the hair and dragged him to the side ofthe bed on his hands and knees.”You can take her place.” I laughed out loud and then bent down to speaksoftly to him so the camera couldn’t pick up the sound.”What’s your livelihood worth John? Unless you want to be out of a joband your reputation ruined you’d better get your tongue on my cock and bequick about it. It’s no worse than Mom having to lick Aunt Pam’s pussy. Now get busy.”I doubt he would have done it if he hadn’t already had his spirit brokenby the fast turn of events. I really expected more of a fight and I wasready to beat him up if I had to. As it was he bent his head and startedlicking. He gagged every few licks but I wasn’t in the mood to show himany mercy. I made him lick all sides from top to bottom. I looked over atMom. She had turned and was on her side, propped on one elbow. Her legswere apart. Her nipples were standing up hard and so was her clit. Therewas no doubt she was enjoying watching the shoe be on the other foot for achange. I made John lift my cock and lick my balls clean as well as allthe cum and juices in my pubic hair. I made him pull back my foreskin andlick all over my cockhead. His last chore was to take the head of my cockin his mouth and suck it in case there was anything left that hadn’t comeout. I was only about half hard, but my monster still pried his mouth allthe way open. I made him run his tongue over my cockhead while it was inhis mouth. I really would have liked to make him suck me off, but Mom hadso drained me that I couldn’t get hard again this quick. I finally pushedhim away. All I said to him was:”Go to your room and go to bed now.”He ran his flabby ass out still retching and leaving his clothes behind.I wanted to take Mom in my arms and tell her everything was going to beall right, but I didn’t. I still needed to uphold my dominance. Isilently walked to the tripod and unscrewed the camera from the mount. Momspoke first.”That was awful what you made John do.””Yep.””I guess you could tell I liked watching him take your cock in hismouth. Revenge is sweet.””Yep.””Did escort aliağa I do all right? Did I do it like you wanted? Was I a good f….agood fff……..a good FUCK for you James?””Yep.”James, are…… Are you……….. Well, are you really going to makeus watch that film?”I didn’t answer her question.”Mom, tomorrow morning I want you to put on the shortest skirt you have.I want you to wear a low cut blouse that shows off your tits. I want youto wear heels. I don’t want you to wear panties or a bra.”Mom protested: “But James, I have to work at the food bank tomorrow.””Well then Mom you’d better keep your legs together hadn’t you? Speaking of legs, spread them now.”Her eyes glistening with tears, Mom laid back and spread her legs. Ipushed my finger in her pussy and started working it in and out. I toldher to play with her nipples and she complied. I slipped a second fingerin. It was no problem. She was still running wet with my cum and her ownjuices. I followed with a third finger, then a fourth. Her hips startedmoving up to meet me and her breath got faster. I pulled my hand free andwiped it clean on her face. I picked up the camera and walked to the door.As I opened the door I looked back. Mom had rolled on her side with herback to me. Her shoulders were shaking with sobs.JENNIFER’S DREAMFinally what had once been our normal home became quiet. I was spentemotionally, no longer able to even cry, when the last sounds I heard wereof James yelling what sounded like more orders to his father. Then theguest room door slammed and all was quiet.I was too exhausted to move. I desperately wanted to shower this sinaway and purge the unholy seed from my vagina but my body would not move.Every limb ached from the obscene positions they had placed me in to allowJames to fuck into me deeper for the camera and I could feel a dullthrobbing pain deep within my sex. James had punched repeatedly into partsa woman’s pussy was not made to accept. I took my now ringless hand andexamined my nipples and winced at the tenderness. They had been soengorged with blood for so long that they stung at my caress. I could notfathom why in spite of what was happening to my world my nipples hadremained so throbbingly erect. Now that he was gone I had to see what mycunt looked like. In my mind it felt strange, different than it had beforehe ****d me. It reminded me of the way it felt when the doctor did hispelvic exams with those hateful speculums and I suddenly wondered when myfertile time was. I had to remember to check in the morning. I cursedmyself again for letting that most important part of my womanly concernsgrow lax. I was at a point in my life when it didn’t matter anymore andnow I found myself scared to death about the unthinkable. A baby was outof the question. A baby ****d into me by my own son was beyond mycomprehension. Another thought I had to cast aside. James promised meafter we…we kissed…deeply…that it would be over tomorrow. I prayedthat in a couple of days I would wake up as a mom again. A barren mom Iprayed.Quietly I reached in my night stand and pulled out a small mirror anddespite the pain in my stretched leg muscles I parted them enough to viewthe damage.The first thing I saw had almost caused me to scream out. I bit down onmy lip and tried to remain calm as I stared in fright. I contemplatedcalling an ambulance but then I weighed the risks to the family. Thefrightening sight that hit me was that my whole pubic area was black andblue especially above my mons at the pubic bone. It must have happenedwhen I had passed out as James kept prying and forcing more cock into me.Apparently when he finally pushed my organs aside he pounded into mefuriously. I can’t begin to imagine the force of his repeated impacts intomy tender flesh to have caused this damage. I did remember the intensepain as my vagina stretched to accept him and I felt a slight tear at thelower crease of my inner lips. I could not see blood but what I saw wasfar worse. My vaginal entrance had not yet closed. Fifteen minutes afterhis **** was complete and my cunt had yet to close up. I looked deeper andI saw my cervical cap and silently prayed thanks that he did not ruptureit. He must have somehow forced it into my uterus. I now wished I knew myown anatomy better but who would wonder where ten or twelve inches of mancock would go? Then it hit me. Sperm…..I could see what looked to beounces of James seed. A lot of it was still pooled inside in a frothybubbling mix and I saw that an ungodly amount had already oozed out forminga large grayish pool on the sheets between my tired legs. I wanted so badto wipe it up and even made a feeble attempt before finally giving up. Iwas resigned to sleep in his cummy mess, my abused body inundated my senseswith the smell of his sweat and mine and my perfume and our combinedemissions.I lay my head back down on the stained pillow and felt my tummy. Themuscles were sore there as well and as I accepted that I reflected on whatI had last seen with my eyes. My own sons semen and my vaginal slime werecommingling between my legs and than it hit me and I felt fear and shame.The ache in my abdominal muscles….I remember it now. I wanted to shut itout and pretend that it was impossible, that it was some defense mechanismto counter the pain and humiliation of i****tual ****. I couldn’t deny itnow. James had made me cum. I had cum so violently that my belly wascramping. Oh god please no. James had made me cum my guts out and eventhough I knew something was happening I had not accepted it. I had themost intense orgasm of my life all over my sons godly weapon and all Icould hope was that he thought I faked it. I was sure he was too wrappedup to notice much and even more sure that he had no experience with thistype of orgasm. I now realized that part of the puddle on my bed was frommy own ejaculation. I was elated that it was doubtful he knew I squirtedyet unexplainably thrilled that I had! No man had ever made me ejaculateand in fact John had only really made me cum twice. In the past I onlycame hard enough to squirt by my own hand and fertile imagination. If hehad known he would have realized my cum was real and that would not begood. My son promised me that after we watched his porn it would be over.The last thing I needed now was my sons power trip getting a booster shot.If James ever knew that he had made his mother cum during a **** there wasno telling what he would do. Would he fuck me deeply again? Would Jamesspank me and punish me and humiliate me and rip me and fill me with hisscalding hot seed again? And again? and………Damn! What the fuck were you just tripping on Jennifer? I found myselfsuddenly cold and sweaty as I came back up from hell. I could not evenbelieve for one split second that I actually fantasized about him using meas some cum dump again. I had to get my mind off of his cock…..and goatballs….and a foreskin from heaven……and so fucking huge……I threw it out of my mind. I feared that he was right all along. MaybeI am a slut and whore and a tramp. Yes, perhaps James sees things we donot and knows that’s what I really am deep down. I covered myself to keepfrom looking at what he did to me and tried focusing on watching him makethe worm lick off our fuck. I did enjoy watching that I know. No, Ireminded myself, his fuck. It wasn’t our fuck was it? Of course not. Itwas James’ fuck. He ****d me after all and I faked that orgasm and thegirly squirt all over his horse cock. Yep, I would just tell him firstthing when he freed me that it was a one sided fuck. I did not cum orenjoy it. I just let him use my cunt like a shoebox full of liver. Forall the good it did he may as well have been jacking off into my cunt. That was the good news I just realized. Even though I knew James promisedme it would end tomorrow aliağa escort bayan I still did not totally trust him. He is, afterall, part John as well.I actually managed a smile as I decided all of his disclaimers were fornothing. On the tape he may have me begging to fuck me of my own free willand John asking him to as well and I give him credit for being so smart. What dawned on me, as I ran a manicured nail around in our lovely fuckpuddle, was that he also had himself on the tape giving us orders. He wascaught telling John he’d twist his balls off if he didn’t say it right. Itwill be obvious to anyone that we were forced to do this. As much as Iwanted to see James’ make John suck him off I wanted this over andunfortunately for James he had incriminating audio in that tape. I wonderif he’ll even catch his screwup during the screening.Finally my mind was being emptied of enough of the past events that Icould feel my most welcomed sleep coming. I hoped that there I could findtemporary peace from my sins. I had to stop punishing myself for what Idid. What would the women in my Church group say if they ever found out?Of course I would tell them the circumstances but in retrospect I couldhave fought him harder and certainly I could have toned down my whorishactions when I rode his masterful fuck cylinder. James had only wanted meto say a few dirty things yet I had found myself spewing a whole litany offilth as I force fed his meat into my belly. I knew it must have beenanother survival instinct just as my painfully hard nipples were, and myriver of fuck lube that helped him bury his perfect cock deeper. I think Idrifted off assuring myself that my cum was also unintentional and thethrobbing, empty feeling between my legs was after effect and notafterglow.I awoke to noises in the house. It sounded like James was on John’s assabout something and even as I smiled I chastised myself for doing it. Theclock on the night stand said 7:30. Somehow I had slept for five fullhours. There was that wedding picture again. I had to know what to dowith it. I would ask James soon knowing he would guide me. As I draggedmyself up the bed sheets followed and I found my ass glued to the driedfuck emissions. Once on my feet I peeled them away and decided to destroythe sheets later and eliminate one more reminder of my night of whoredom.It was then that my curiosity or rather my recent obsession with my sexcame over me again. Taking the mirror once more I spread my legs and aimedit upward and eyed the reflection of my bare cunt. I saw that the swellinghad gone down and the black and blue bruises had not gotten any worse. Mynaturally thick labia were coated completely with dried semen but I couldsee that my vagina had finally closed up again. My inner lips I saw didlook even more dark and frayed than they had but I could live with that. Ispread my long legs further and looked again and felt my knees shake when Isaw the tiny brown rose of my rectum knowing had James wanted to use thatinstead he would have ruined me for life. Heading off to the shower I wasthankful that I would never have to endure the humiliation of his semenfermenting in my bowels.I entered the shower and endured the hottest water I could stand as andI cleansed myself I could almost see my sins wash away. I turned my backtowards the pulsing jets and closed my eyes and bits of dreams camefloating by. I had no recollection of dreaming yet there they flashed intiny subchapters. I saw us watching the pornographic films as James pausedand went over the lurid details. Often he would rewind the tape and slowit down so I could see just how deeply he had fucked into me. I saw myselfactually applauding one scene and telling John that was how fuckmasters didit to a woman’s fuck hole.Next I must have dreamed that my sister and me were both tied down inhis room. It seemed James had spooned Pam’s cunt full of Crisco and he wastelling us that he was going to coat his cock in her cunt then work it intomy asshole. He was laughing and called it my assmouth and told me that hemight have to switch between her grease pit and my assmouth many timesbefore he could fuck me totally. He kept calling me a skank.I must have dreamed a scene where I was with a group of his friends fromschool. It appeared it was the high school auditorium and the film wasplaying on a theater sized screen amidst cheers and hoots. James keptpointing out his techniques to the girls and guys as if it were a lecturehall. That quickly faded to another scene. Through haze I saw that he hadPammy and John and I all lined up on what appeared to be our pool table. We were on our backs with our heads tilted over the side. James was havinga contest it seemed. He would feed each of us cock and mark his shaft withsomething. Back and forth he went in our throats. It seemed that whoevertook the least of his cock had to be anal fucked. The vision ended beforeI knew who won. Or was it who lost?My mind was assaulted with a myriad of sick acts he was putting methrough even including being his urinal. The strangest scene came last. Iwas in a delivery room or someplace. It was not a typical hospital I saw.He was there with John pointing and talking about my cunt. I tried to lookdown but I could not see over my belly and I saw my small feet tied instirrups on the delivery table. The nightmare seemed to have grown fuzzyfor sometime and I realized it must have been while I was giving birth tohis i****t bastard. My final vision was of James holding up an infant thatlooked exactly like him in every detail at birth! The boys uncut cock waslonger than his legs and looked more like a tail. He opened his tiny mouthand began calling me a whore and slut and tramp. He called me an inbreederand he said as soon as we got home James was going to let him fuck me too.He said he was there to be sure another baby James would be fucked into mywomb to be sure I was always reminded of my lowly place in life. He lookedso strange and bizarre. I felt chills run down my spine as I shook theseinsane visions from my mind. It was all stress related I knew yet I caughtmyself running my fingertips across my stomach feeling reassured by thestill normal gentle swell of a woman who had given birth.With my head cleared somewhat I shut the shower and dried myself whileavoiding my reflection in the mirror as much as was possible. I could notface the woman I would now see. Would my whorish character show on my facenow that I let my son brutally fuck me? No, I reminded myself again, itwas ****…kind of and I was just imagining that the words “Mother Slut”were tattooed on my forehead for all my friends to see.I heard some sounds in the hall and remembered James specificinstructions. Quickly I blew dry my hair and made it look as presentableas I could for him. Searching frantically I managed to find some oldclothes that still fit from my younger years. They were not out of datereally, I saw, but they were certainly not what a mom with a teen age sonwould wear. I remembered that he forbade me to wear panties so that meantno pantyhose. I had no choice but to apply a bit of baby oil on my legsknowing that they were still attractive enough to turn heads. Next I founda blouse that I hoped would please him. It was so sheer you could see thebirth mark below my left nipple. Hell, you could make out the heavilypebbled texture of my areolas yet it was better to satisfy him than makehim even more demanding. I then gathered my wits and finally looked in themirror. I saw a street whore. A thirty something street walker skank andto disguise my own face from myself I applied makeup. Too much makeup topass for anything but a tart on the prowl. Topping off my temporarypersona I overdid my perfume and slid my slender feet into the highest,strappy, red fuck me shoes I had in the bowels of my closet. My calvesstrained yet looked rock hard as I glanced over my shoulder.I blew a kiss goodbye to the old Jennifer, housewife, charity girl, PTAmom, church choir lady, and strutted out like the trollop my James expectedto see.END OF CHAPTER 3

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