My Mom Loves it Big
Chapter 6: Revenge
The house was dead silent. It was the silence of my mother knocked out by alcohol and too much fun. I closed the front door as slowly and quietly as I could and tip-toed to my bedroom with my box. Leesa and Laura had made the long trip back to my house, and before letting me out they had written their private phone numbers on the bottom of my box and made me promise that I wouldn’t forget them.
“This isn’t goodbye, kiddo. Any time you’re up for more fun, you know how to reach us.”
“We’ll come pick you up personally,” Laura promised from the back seat, all smiles.
“Yeah, we’re not letting our little stud take the bus our way again.” Leesa ran a hand through my hair and leaned over to kiss my mouth. She had then given my dick a playful squeeze before saying: “Don’t forget how well we treated this little guy.”
I said my goodbyes (which involved Laura flashing her boobs one more time from the back seat – a wordless promise that I could have them all to myself the next time I paid a visit) and was left alone.
I my room, I took my new weapon out from its box and stared at it.
It was perfect. The color, the shape, the size, the weight… it was exactly what I’d hoped for and more. A giant pink mass of flesh that would have made the Unfathomable Blob himself nod with approval. I got undressed, and then wrapped the leather straps around my waist. It felt perfect –better than the dragon cock, even if it wasn’t quite as big.
At the last moment before leaving my room, I spied an old cape in my messy closet I’d used to play with a couple of years before, and threw it around my shoulders.
I struck a heroic pose in front of the tall mirror behind my closet door.
I was freaking ecstatic.
The only sound that came from Mom’s room was her gentle snoring. When I pushed through the door, there she was; my half-dressed sleeping beauty of a mother tangled up in her bedsheets. She grunted as I walked in, muttered something, and went back to snoring.
I gingerly crept up onto her bed, feeling the mattress springs under my bare feet.
“Mom,” I said.
She stirred.
“Mom,” I said again louder.
She groaned and turned, rubbing her face.
“What are you doing, hon?” And then her sleepy eyes fell on my cape, which was wrapped around my body, and she sneered. “Rogan, go play somewhere else.”
“Mom!” I said one final time.
“What?”
I opened my cape.
She stared. “What the f—?”
Before she could finish her curse, I threw myself on top of her.
Her screams crashed against the walls. Very satisfying.
Her pussy hadn’t been quite ready to receive the enormous girth and length, and I felt her walls fight back a little, trying to push my big pink faux-cock out.
Mom tried to pull away from me, to stop this sudden and vigorous fucking that I was giving her with my massive cock. But it was no use. With every thrust inside of her she weakened. The best she could do was yell at me to stop and curse me with every name she knew, for all the good it did her. I watched her brow crease with strain as I rammed into her over and over again.
“Fucking hell this feelsaaah!—” a loud moan broke off the end of her sentence. I reached up and gripped her tits tightly, holding them like a reign as I rode my mother senseless. It wasn’t nearly as hard to thrust into her anymore; I could feel warm, slick wetness splat against my legs whenever my crotch hit hers.
Her eyes were screwed shut. I wanted her to open them badly. I wanted her to look down and know with total certainty that it was me, her own small-dicked kid, who was fucking her brains out. I wanted her to see that I was the one making her scream like a banshee. I was the one making her soak the bed. I was the one blowing her mind.
Without slowing my thrusts down, I reached up and grabbed the side of her face. “Look at me, Mom. Open your eyes and look!” But she just kept on panting and moaning; swearing, but never saying my name.
I leaned my face in, wrapped my front teeth around her stiff nipple, and bit down.
“OH YOU MOTHER FUCK!” That got her to look at me, and if looks could kill, I’d be a dead little mother fucker.
I picked up the pace, wanting to fuck her so hard and fast that she had no choice but to scream my name when she came. My own dick was rock-hard against the strap-on, and I wanted to keep it that way. I couldn’t cum just yet – all of my energy was dedicated to making sure she came harder than ever.
I bit down on her nipple again and, I admit, nearly creamed myself when she squealed. This time, the pain in her face subsided into an ecstatic smile. For the first time in years, I saw pale white fluid suddenly dribble forth from her nipple. Without even thinking, I latched on to it, sucking the fresh, warm milk that my mom’s body produced while my super-cock pushed her closer and closer to orgasm. Her other nipple stood up tall and hard, spurting little white fountains every time I thrust into her.
My mom’s face came down and she pressed her mouth against my hair. She cursed into my ear, damning me for being such a fucking terrible, horrible, wonderful son. She called me an evil little shit, all the while saying that she was going to cum hard.
I set my teeth against her nipple, trying my hardest not to cum. It was hard when your mom’s tit was squirting shots of sweet milk into your mouth while her pussy juices dripped down the faux-cock you were fucking her with and lathered your real cock underneath.
Her voice began to really strain. I was almost there. Goddammit I was almost there. I would make my mom cum! I would make her cum so powerfully that she would have no choice but to forget the name of every other man she’d ever slept with. Goddammit, she would be mine.
That was it. I had to go for broke. It was either make her mine now, or never have her again. I tapped into whatever little energy my body had left and turned into a sex machinegun. I hammed into my mom at a speed I’d never known was possible. I sent shockwaves ripping through her body. I heard her high-pitched moans tremor with every rapid-fire thrust I made inside her. I felt my face grow warm and wet as her nipples showered me in milk. I saw tears streaming down the corners of my mother’s rolling eyes as I sent her hurtling into orbit. She threw her tanned, muscular legs around my waist, rubbing her calves against my butt, locking me inside her. It suddenly became much harder to thrust in or out – her walls held tight against my strap-on. Her legs gripped me until I couldn’t breathe. She went slack-jawed as a scream erupted from her. She was, at last, cumming.
“OH ROGAN PLEASE DON’T STOP BABY MY BABY FUCK PLEASE DON’T FUUUUUUUUCK!
It seemed like it went on for ages, although that might be because I had stopped breathing for about a minute while my mouth was full of her nipple. Eventually, the lines in her face faded and she relaxed, letting me suck in a lungful for air. The wet areas around my crotch cooled. Goose bumps erupted all over her skin and mine. A gentle white trickle ran down the round hill of her boobs and onto the bed.
I think she was mine. In fact, I was pretty sure she was.
But I wasn’t done. No siree. When I unstrapped my drenched monster cock from my waist and let it fall to the bed, I rolled over to my mom’s side. I kneeled down on the mattress and with what strength I still had, pushed against her. Her limp body moved, and then fell back into place. I pushed one more time, and was successful. My mother’s wet, shining body was on its belly now. Since I had crossed her hands over each other to start with, when she rolled over her wrists rolled over and kept her locked to the bedhead.
My mom was still breathing heavily when I straddled her butt and began rubbing my dick against it, getting my shaft as big and hard as I could. When I thought I was ready, I wiped my fingers against the warm juiciness of my mom’s crotch and rubbed it against her asshole, which winked at my touch.
Without a single word, I grabbed the base of my cock and aimed it right at her asshole. The head prodded it, making it wink again. My mother groaned wordlessly – sounding like weak rebuke. But fuck it, it was my turn for fun now.
Without even a hint of concern, I pushed against my mother’s tight hole until it parted and let my dick inside. Now that got her motor roaring again.
“Goddammit Rogan, stop! Get out of there right now!”
She gritted her teeth and cursed some more as I pushed my stiff dick in and out of her butt. Her butt muscles tried to push me out at first, making it hard to keep my cock inside. Not to mention the fact that my cock was still lathered in her pussy juices, making for some slippery little sodomy
Mom bit down on the pillow, cursing into the fibers but no longer telling me to stop. Like her pussy muscles, soon I felt her butt relax, and it became easier to slide in and out without being pushed out. Her brows knit in that now familiar way, indicating a little pain but lots of pleasure. There was no way she could lie about it – my mom loved getting fucked in the butt.
I slapped and pinched her round ass cheek as I pounded away. Every one made her gasp or give a little shriek, which gave me indescribable pleasure. With all the excitement of fucking my dear mother in her asshole, I doubted that I would last very long.
“Guess what? I’m gonna finish inside your butt, Mom. And there’s nothing you can do about it.”
“You little fucker,” she cursed. But there was barely any venom in her voice. In fact, although her reddened face was half-buried in her pillow, I spied the edge of a smile. That made me break out in a wide grin, and I picked up the pace, like a champion jokey racing to the finish.
“You dirty little monkey, you really are going to cum inside your mom’s ass, aren’t you?” The devilish flirtatiousness in her voice made my balls tighten with anticipation at emptying my load.
“You bet. I’m gonna shoot it nice and deep inside you. Your butt’s gonna like it so much I bet it’ll just swallow it all up.”
Goddammit, she actually laughed at that, and I felt my heart flutter. “You’re a cocky one, aren’t you?” Her breathing was getting rapid, and I could feel her butt muscles clenching around my shaft with what were now little shocks of pleasure. “If you hadn’t left me feeling so weak before, you’d be paying for this little stunt.” She opened her eyes and looked back at me. That look spoke volumes. She was impressed. She was damn impressed. And oh my god, that made me want to cum more than anything else. So I put the pedal to the metal and made sure I was balls-deep with every hard and fast thrust into her.
“Uh, uh, uh!” my mom groaned. There was a growing wet spot on the sheets beneath her. My balls were hard and taut, oh-so-ready to finish.
“Oh god, I’m about to…” I screwed my eyes shut and slammed my crotch into my mom’s tight little hole. I screamed as I shot a jet of hot jizz inside my mother’s ass.
“Fuck!” she cried; the muscles in her ass clenching tightly around my cock, swallowing every hot blast I sent up there.
We collapsed; my sweaty self on her equally sweaty back. Her ass muscles twitched and throbbed delightfully around my shrinking cock. Slowly but surely, her butt let my penis go, until eventually I felt it pop out and hit the cool room air again. I felt not a drop of cum follow me on the way out – it had literally swallowed everything.
Hers was a hungry butt indeed.
“Oh my god…” my mom’s eyes were wide, staring unbelieving. “I think… I think I had an ass-gasm!”
I chuckled wearily, and then drifted out of consciousness.
I woke up to the feel of my mom’s leg rubbing mine. I groaned and shifted in the bed.
“You awake, honey?”
I gave her a sleepy nod.
“Good. ‘Cause we have a lot to discuss.”
I gulped, suddenly feeling very vulnerable. Mom turned over in the bed and placed her hand on my cocklet. Her eyes glimmered. “First, I want to know where did you learn to screw like that?”
I looked down, not really sure how to respond. “I just did what seemed right; it felt natural. It was easier with a bigger dick, even if it’s fake.”
She smiled, giving my shrunken cock a squeeze.
“That brings me to my next question: Where on earth did you find that kinky strap-on?” I couldn’t tell her the whole truth, about finding Coach’s wallet in our house and getting a bus far away to pick up the toy… and meeting those two girls.
I figured that telling her the truth, but leaving Leesa and Laura out of it, was for the best. At least then, I’d be admitting to one crime and not have to worry about confessing anything else.
To my surprise, she took the news that I was a thief pretty well. In fact, I think I saw a little admiration in her face. “Guess it serves the geezer right for cheating on his wife. Even if it was with me.”
“So you’re not mad? You’re not going to tell him I took his credit card?”
Mom laughed. “And spoil all the fun we had because of it? Like I said, serves him right. And I bet he even knows he left it here, but can’t come back for it without his wife knowing what he’s up to.” Her grin was positively wicked. She ran her fingers through my hair. “You really are very good at using that strap-on, Rogan. I don’t know who your father is but… I know you’re definitely my son.” She leaned over and pulled me in to a tight, naked hug. My face was smushed against her bare chest, and the force squeezed a little milk from her nipples again, which landed conveniently on my lips. I pressed my mouth against her nip and gave it a suck. My cock instantly stiffened again.
“Whoa there, cowboy!” my mom gently eased my face away from her bosom. “There’ll be time for that later. Look what you’ve gone and done to yourself!” She motioned down to my stiffness.
I shook my head. “You did that to me.”
Mom gave me a light slap on the butt. A playful finger trailed between my cheeks and I felt my hard cock bounce.
“So now there’s just one more thing to take care of.” Her smile faded. The look she threw down at me was cold and hard. “The little matter of you forcibly fucking your mother in the ass.”
My mouth went dry. I backed away, suddenly wishing I’d brought a pair of handcuffs with me, too.
My mom edged closer to me, her nails digging into the mattress. She showed me her teeth, and my heart beat harder against my chest. Saliva dripped from her mouth as her gaze lowered to my hardened cock.
My screams eventually gave way to moans.
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