Here is the second part of the story, is there any way I can provide a link to the first part? I tried but apparently providing links is against the rules.
Sandra can hardly believe this is happening, she had fantasised about this so many times, but now it’s real her stomach is full of butterflies. A few moments ago she had been on her knees, watching her god-like son pump his huge cock, and then she had been able to lie to herself, tell herself that maybe that was as far as it would go, maybe it wasn’t so bad if they didn’t actually touch eachother. But now his strong, relentless fingers are inside her, slowly but firmly fucking her quivering cunt, still sensitive from the orgasm she had minutes ago. The glass shower door is covered in his cum, inches from her face, the salty aroma of sex is overwhelming, it seems to invade her brain and blot out all conscious thought. The hot water beats down on both of them, her thin silk kimono plastered against her flesh.
“A-alex…wait…uh god…. this is wrong” she protests, but even as she says the words she finds she is straining against her son’s firm grip in her hair, trying to get a taste of his seed.
“*Wrong?*” Alex snarls with contempt, yanking his dripping fingers from her cunt.
*SLAP!* The blow to her right ass-cheek catches her off guard, the blow sending shockwaves through her whole body.
“Is it *wrong* that you watch your own son jack off in the shower?”
*SLAP!* Another hard spank lands on her ass, hard enough to leave a bright pink hand shaped welt on her pale flesh, marking her ass as his property.
“Is it *wrong* that you slurp my cum off the shower door every chance you get, you stupid, cum-addicted slut?”
*SLAP!* “oh god” thinks Sandra as the next blow rains down “He knows. He knows.”
The abuse continues, Alex beating his mother’s fat ass for all her is worth, and despite herself she finds that she is arching her back, sticking her round cheeks out as if her body were hungry for the punishment.
“You like that you fucking slut?” Alex growls, and before she can even think Sandra finds herself nodding.
“Then say “thank you” bitch”
*SLAP!* “Th-thank you” Sandra whimpers
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“Thank you for what?!”
*SLAP!* “Thank you for…for spanking my stupid fat slutty ass! Thank you for making me your bitch! Thank you for feeding me your delicious cum every morning!”
The words come pouring out of Sandra, and it feels so good to finally admit the truth. She is a slut, a cock-hungry whore who spends all day daydreaming about her son’s cock and cum.
Alex continues to rain vicious blows down on her, after each spank he leaves his hand there for a second, digging his fingers into her flesh and shaking her cheeks around, just to watch them jiggle. Like an obedient slut she thanks him for each and every blow, until finally her ass is covered in an angry patchwork of pink handprints and her cunt is a drooling mess. Alex grabs his cock and presses the huge bulbous head against her cunt-lips, slowly working it in agonizing circles, making sure to rub and grind it against her swollen clit.
“Alex wait-” she whispers, reaching one hand back to press against his powerful thigh as he begins to push in, one last pathetic line of defence. She wants to cry with the shame of it, she knows how wrong this is, how sick and twisted and out of control this is. What will happen to her family? What will happen if people find out? What about teaching her son to respect women? All these conscious thoughts seem to blissfully slip away as the enormous head slowly pushes inside, finally plopping in with a wet slurping sound. Sandra gasps with shock, she has never had something this thick inside her before, but the head of his cock feels like a white hot orb of pleasure inside her. How can something that is so wrong feel so right?
Gradually, inch by inch, Alex begins to force the thick shaft of his cock into his moaning mother. Her hand had been pushing back against his thigh before, but now it simply rests on the side of his ass as he violates her. She moans like a whore, drool dripping from her mouth as inch after throbbing inch stretches her aching hole. She has never been able to take anything anywhere near this big before, it had always been too painful, and yet her body opens before him as if it instinctively knows that he belongs inside her. It seems like his cock never ends, and but her soaking cunt happily accepts more and more of it until finally, gratefully, she feels his muscular thighs pressing against her ass, his cock buried so deep inside her it feel like it must be in her stomach.
“Gooooood slut” Alex coos in the same tone of voice you would talk to a dog that had performed a trick. Sandra is still conscious enough to know she should be outraged at her son calling her a slut, but somewhere deep inside her she is feels a flutter of pride at the compliment. If she was going to be her son’s personal fucktoy, then she would be the best damn fucktoy possible. Not only does Alex reward her for taking his whole cock with his kind words, but he finally allows her face to move an inch closer to the cum-covered glass, and Sandra realises that the whole time she had been straining against his grip in her hair, not in an attempt to get away, but in an attempt to lick and savour his hot cum. Sandra’s luscious lips begin to slide back and forth across the shower door, hoovering up every dollop of cum she can while her son begins to work his massive shaft in and out of her sopping sex, stretching and squelching around his girth. Every time Alex pulls back a little bit of guilt and self-hate enters Sandra’s mind, but every time her thrusts powerfully forward it is as if his cock literally forces her mind out of her body, all concious thought and inhibitions slowly being fucked away.
She feels her sons soapy hand slide up her stomach towards her swinging tits, grabbing one and groping it roughly, almost viciously, without a care in the world for her own comfort or pleasure. This is not the gentle, romantic pawing she has gotten from her few male suitors, this is raw animalistic lust, stretching and squeezing her flesh every which way, his strong fingers digging into her soft flesh hard enough to bruise. At first Alex had fucked her with long, slow, powerful strokes, but slowly he was building up the tempo, the whole shower shaking with the relentless onslaught. Sandra has one hand on the shower for support, but she realises with shock that the hand she had originally placed on his thigh in an attempt to stop him had somehow crept around to his ass, her dainty fingers gripping his cheek, silently urging him to fuck her harder.
For his part, Alex was in heaven. He had already fucked countless girls in his young life, but none had a pussy quite like his mother. The wet, hot embrace of her steamy tunnel was like a vice, contracting and squeezing around him as if her pussy was trying to greedily milk his cock. The feeling of her steamy cunt around him, the heavy weight of her breast in his hand, the sight of her entire body jiggling while she slurped his creamy mess off the door was almost enough to send him over the edge. The only thing that stopped him was a burning desire to own his mother completely, to fuck her into complete and utter submission, to break her with his cock and then reform her into his fucktoy.
Some of the cum has oozed down the shower door beyond the reach of Sandra’s busy tongue, so Alex simply shoves his mother forward, mashing her pale tits against the glass, smearing them with jizz. When he pulls her back thick ball-slop oozes down her chest, dripping from her hard pink nipples. Alex runs a hand up and over one of her tits, scooping the cum off her, unceremoniously slapping his cum-covered palm across her gasping face, smearing her with thick strands of cum.
“What do you say when I’m nice enough to give you something?” he growls, not even slowing his relentless pace to ask the question.
Sandra instinctively knows the answer to the question with every part of her soul: “Th-thank……thankyou!”
Alex moves one hand back and spreads her large ass cheeks apart, admiring her pretty pink asshole that opens and closes slightly with every thrust, an irresistible target. He slides a soapy thumb towards her asshole and sinks it deep inside, and she is so lost in her world of carnal lust that her body doesn’t even fight it, her tight little ring opening with ease. She even moves her hand from Alex’s ass to her own, spreading her cheek wide to give him better access to her most private hole. Sandra moans at this new intrusion, but secretly she welcomes it, silently thanking god for all those nights spent stuffing her ass with plugs and dildos while she listened to her son slam-fuck one slut or another. Alex works his soapy thumb in and out, stretching her wider by the second, and she realises now that she hadn’t been just fantasizing about her son, she had been training her fuckholes for the day that would inevitably come.
“I own your ass bitch” Alex growls though his teeth, stating the obvious a second before he yanks her body unexpectedly away from the glass. Sandra squeals, expecting to fall flat on her face without the support of the door, but Alex grabs the wet silk kimono, the cloth slipping off her back but tangling around her wrists. Sandra’s arms are pulled back behind her, her torso hanging down, bouncing and jiggling like a ragdoll. From this new position she looks up in awe, able to watch her son’s bulging cock slam into her over and over, stretching her poor little cunt to impossible new limits, her fleshy lips gripping his glistening shaft on every back-stroke.
Alex spots his sisters electric toothbrush in the shower rack next to him, and a wicked idea enters his head. The brush is a pink affair, with rounded corners for ergonomic grip. Alex grabs it and begins to press is against his mothers soapy asshole. Sandra groans, but she is in no position to protest, bent almost in half at the hips with her hands pulled behind her back. At first her asshole resists this intrusion, the handle of the brush is much bigger than his thumb, but then slowly, agonizingly, her hole stretches to accommodate it. Alex grins sadistically, relishing every second. For so long he has watched his buxom, milky skinned mother prance and bounce about town, pretending not to know that every man in town wants to fuck her brains out, for so long he suspected that beneath her cheery, wholesome exterior was a cock-obsessed submissive slut, just waiting to be used and abused. Here at last he has his proof, his mothers fat ass shaking and clapping with every forceful thrust, the handle of the toothbrush sinking deeper and deeper into her anal passageway, until finally, just before the handle disappears, Alex reaches down and flicks the “on” button.
“Aaaaaah fuuuuck” Sandra groans, half in dismay and half in pleasure. Before today Alex has almost never heard his mother swear, but what was the point in being proper and polite with her son balls deep in her drooling cunt? She knows that with the vibrating handle in her ass she can’t hang on much longer, clenching her teeth as the hot water beats down on her, the same temperature as her son’s fat cock, making her feel like she is not only filled with his sex, she is surrounded by it too. With one hand now free Alex begins to once again mercilessly beat her ass, left and right in whirlwind of open-handed spanks until pleasure and pain mixes into one. Her legs twitch and shudder, she looks up just in time to see her stuffed cunt begin to explode around him spraying out waves of clear pussy juice onto his thighs and balls. She finds that once she starts cumming she simply can’t stop, like someone opened a floodgate. The mind-numbing orgasms crash down on her, but Alex is relentless, giving her no respite or mercy, his powerful frame slamming into her.
By now her legs are jelly, and the only things holding her up are her tangled wrists and the rock-hard cock inside her. Her mind is completely gone, and unconsciously she groans “*fuck me fuck me fuck me*” over and over like some kind of mantra. Finally, just when she thinks she can’t possibly take any more, Alex begins to cum. His hips buck wildly as his cock begins to twitch inside her, pumping his hot creamy goo deep inside her, flooding her deepest depths with seed. Once again Sandra looks up, this time to see cum oozing out of her cunt, coating his cock and balls, drooling down her thighs, and the sight fills her with inexplicable joy and pride. She had served him well, and a well fucked cunt overflowing with cum was her reward. At last Alex grunts, satiated for now, and lets go of the silk kimono. Sandra, dull-eyed and limp, slowly slides off his cock, collapsing in a heap at his feet. Her pussy lets out long, undignified cum-farts, but she is too far gone to even be embarrassed, lying face down as it slowly seeps out of her and down the drain. Alex turns the water of and looks down at her triumphantly, her hair bedraggled, her ass bruised, the head of the toothbrush still sticking out.
“Get dressed. After lunch we’ll start training that ass of yours.”
And with that he leaves her lying alone, gasping for breath, the only sound is the muffled buzz of the toothbrush as it vibrates in her ass.
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/7bmo0s/the_slutmaker_part_2_inc_mdom
Am liking this series thus far, looking forward to more. Great writing style imo
Little sisters need love too ;)