Mommy, My Friends and Me (Part 3)

Part 2

Mommy, me and The Boys (Part 2) from rapefantasies

I grabbed down at her waist and opened her robe, pulling it violently from under her.

“Kyle. Please, I’m begging you, stop…please stop” my mom cried.

She was beneath me, completely naked beneath my rock hard cock, breasts, vagina, body.

I stared down at her womanhood, her pussy was wet and pleading for it, her thighs and her neatly trimmed bush soaked in her juices. She was saying stop but her body was asking for more. She couldn’t help herself.

“Don’t worry Mommy. You don’t have to think about anything. I’m Daddy, I’ll take of everything.”

I reached down and slipped two fingers inside of her, penetrating my mother’s vagina.

She gasped.

It was warm and slick inside and I began moving around, arching my fingers, exploring and conquering her. She was rocking on me, moaning slightly, shocked but darkly aroused.

Slowly, I began adding fingers.

Each time, she would start to protest – “No, Kyle…it’s too much, I’m full, I’m already completely full…”.

Each time, I slapped her across her gorgeous mess of a face. “No need to think Mommy. It’s not good for you”.
And she would shut up and look up at me, continually riding my fingers, grinding and thrusting her deep hips on them.

With each finger added, her protests became weaker and weaker. She was barely even saying anything by the end. I noticed a certain look, a certain calm and milky satisfaction coming across her face, coming through her eyes as she looked up at me. She was beginning to crave me; she was being unlocked, she was starting to love me in a new light, not as her son, but as the strong man that controlled her, that owned her broken little mind, her right mommy body, the man who held the keys to her pleasure. I could see it, the primal urge within her to be controlled was beginning to devour her.

By the time my fifth finger was inside of her, she was completely mine. She was no onger whimpering and pawing softly, she was now moaning vocally and gutturally in a deep voice as I fisted her. Something had awoken within her.

“Ah…Yes…Oh yes…Oh my, Oh my God…Ah,Ah” . She was rocking on my fist and forearm, humping them, feeling them, loving them, being owned by them. Desire was coursing through her. After a minute, she rocked backed, arching and tensing her whole body and screamed “Yes Daddy” in a deep primal voice I had never heard before. I pumped in and then pulled out my glistening wet arm and she screamed and shuddered, her pussy climaxing. She began squirting all over the bed. Long powerful jets of orgasm coming out of my mommy. It soaked the bed and for a moment she just lay in a puddle of all her fluids. She began sobbing.

And then she looked up at me and in sobs, she gaspingly asked “Kyle, uh Kyle…can we do the choking thing again?”

“Mommy! You mean, you want your son, your son, to stick his cock so deep down your throat that you’re gagging and choking and half dying and puking all over yourself when he pulls out? Is that want that you sick perverted Mommy?”

“Uh…yes I do” she whispered shyly up at me, crying a little.
“Say it louder” I screamed.
“I want it in me” she stammered.
I slapped her across the face. “Louder for Daddy, you whore”.
“I wanted you to throat fuck me, Daddy son!” she screamed at me desperately, her throat straining.
I couldn’t believe how far my little mommy had come.

I grabbed her face and shoved it onto my Daddy cock. She gagged like a good girl. I held her down choking her. She squealed in fear and delight at the same time, cum and saliva dripping all over her dirty face. I’ll pulled off as her face was turning red and she gasped and choking up onto the other bed. Then she sat up and smiled at me.
“I’m a good Mommy for Daddy” she said giddily.

Then, without me even saying anything, she flipped herself over onto all floors, her naked bottom and pussy glistening, wet, and swollen in front of me.
She turned her head to me and whispered in a high pitch voice
“Mommy wants Daddy’s big cock inside of her. Mommy needs Daddy’s big cock inside of her”.
I slapped her buttocks hard, bruising her perfect behind. “Is Mommy a perverted little whore who wants incest cock?”

She squealed in delight. She was unrecognizable from the upstanding woman she had been an hour before. She was going wild with desire for her son, with desire to be humiliated. “ Yeeesssss” she groaned in a deep lecherous voice “. Mommy wants Daddy’s incest cock, Daddy’s thick cock owns Mommy. Mommy worships this cock”.

I pushed my cock inside my mother. She gasped feeling the fullness of her son, inside her, throbbing. She purred in approval.

Just then the doorbell rang.
“Oh Mom, remember you said I could have friends over. Alex and Shane are here”
She turned back and looked at me with horror.

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