Breaking my strict mother

My mother is a very attractive well put together woman (43 years old), with dark sensual eyes, small lips and thick black hair. She’s 5ft 6’’ tall and had big perky breasts and a voluptuous ass to die for. She’s also a successful lawyer. My father is a successful man, but he goes out to sea for 6 months as a Captain. So it was just me and her in our big house. She has never cheated on him because she’s a proud loyal woman of conservative ideals.

It started when I heard my friends talking about my mom after seeing her at a school event.

‘’God, look at that milf. Bitch looks so hot in that black dress. Damn, that ass! I wish I could hit that’’. I looked over at who they were pointing to, and it was my mom. I admit it pissed me off. But I didn’t want to make a scene. To be honest I was very surprised that I’ve never seen my mother in that light. After that, I couldn’t take my eyes off her throughout the event as more guys talked about her.

The car ride home was silent. I kept glancing at my mom. She looked gorgeous and well put together. She had a very pretty face, with soft features. She had stern eyes. My eyes crept from her face to her body. The dress had a hard time keeping her breasts in, it fitted tight around her stomach. She was slim, but I could see a bit of fat pulled tight by the dress. Further down, the fabric was tight around her thick thighs. Her long hair was put up in a bun. Combined with her glasses and red lipstick….. I could feel myself getting aroused. ‘’My god, how can I think of her like this? She’s my mom, she looked after me, cared for me, helped me in any way she can, and was always there for me. STOP THINKING ABOUT YOUR MOTHER LIKE THIS!’’ I told myself. I was lying to myself.

From that day on, my sexual urges only kept getting stronger. I couldn’t help myself from admiring her body when she spoke with me. The curvaceous body, her intelligence, how well-spoken she was. Incest porn and stories satiated me. But even that was not enough. The more I saw her, the more she started to look less like my mother, but as a bitch I could just bend over and pump my load into. I resorted to stealing her panties. They were of black and red lace. God! How good they smelled. I pumped loads into them. I then started taking her office skirts and rubbing them on my dick. I imagined that round perky ass on my crotch, and her moaning, calling my name as I railed her. I could feel her flowery scent on my dick. It was bliss.

I had a feeling she noticed it. She didn’t say it, but went and got a new set of shirts and skirts anyway.

I then secretly started recording her. The way she tied her hair, how her ass bounced when she walked around the house in her nightdress, how she perked her ass up when she did yoga. I even managed to get pictures of her showering. It was months’ worth of fap content.

I just wanted nothing more in the world but to rip her tight clothes off and fuck her raw! I wanted to pump my load into her as she screamed, to make my mother my whore.

These thoughts kept me awake at night. And then my schoolwork took a major hit. My A’s have started to drop to C’s. It worried my mom. The evening the results came, I heard her angry steps coming to my room. She burst in.

‘’ Jean! What’s gotten into you? Why’re you doing so badly at school?!’’ Her eyes were ice cold. We put you into this private school, so you can get a great education and a good job!’’

‘’ I know mom. I’ll get it right next time. Just leave me alone!’’

She stood there, looking at me with her hands on her hips. ‘’Jean, I tried to ignore this for quite some time. But you seem very distant lately.’’

I looked up at her, disgusted with myself for going down this path. I had tears in my eyes.

Her expression softened. She walked up to me and sat next to me on my bed.

‘’Sweetie, what’s wrong with you? I’m your mom.’’ She shoulder bumped me.

‘’ You can tell me anything.’’ She said, as she started to put her hair down.

She smelled of sweet lavenders. She was wearing black tights, a navy blue long tight business skirt with a silk white top.

She held my arm and stroked my hair lovingly. I was getting hard again. Dammit. I looked into her eyes. Maybe this was my chance. Maybe if I tell her the truth, I’d get a chance to fuck her. My tension would be released. And my grades would go back up. I gathered the courage. My throat was dry, and I could feel the heat rising in my skin.

‘’Mom…I wanna tell you something.’’ I swallowed my dry throat. ‘’Recently I’ve been having ….umm…thoughts about you.’’

‘’Ok….. What kind of thoughts?’’ She stopped stroking my hair.

I took a deep breath.

‘’sexual thoughts…’’.

She let go of my hand and stood up. Her face was red, and she started pacing the room. She came to a stop and stood there for a moment

‘’ I knew you were stealing my panties. But I didn’t want to believe it! How could you Jean! You’re my son. I do all this for you. I loved you. How could you think of me in this way?! ‘’

‘’Mom, you’re so beautiful and sexy. I’m sorry, but I can’t help myself from being attracted to you. Please…help me’’. I pleaded.

‘’Help you?’’. Her eyes were like daggers.

‘’Yes, I beg you. Please let me have sex with you! Just for this one time. Please, I can get my grades up. I can’t focus with all these thoughts in my head!’’

I dropped my pants. My erect penis was on full display now, all 7 inches of it. She looked at it with wide eyes.

‘’Jean, don’t talk to me.’’ She said quietly. She got up to leave.

‘’Mom please!’’

I grabbed hold of her arm. She slapped me. Hard.

She glared at me.

‘’ I gave birth to you Jean! How can I have sex with you? You will stop this nonsense, and you will get your grades back up! Just this once I’ll let this go, I won’t tell your father about any of this.’’

She stormed out.

‘’How could I let this happen! I was a fucking idiot’’ I thought. I wanted nothing more than to patch things up with her.

That evening dinner was silent and awkward.

…………

The conversation we had weeks ago continuously played throughout my head. Since that day, things got worse. There hasn’t been any difference in our relationship, except that she never spoke about that day again. But I felt some changes in her. For example, her dresses and office wear kept getting more formfitting and tighter. The splits in her skirts have become deeper, the way they clung to her body and fit her curves made hungry to rip it all off and humiliate her. I had grown a savage anger, almost primal. I wanted to see her strict exterior and authoritative nature broken in. It had become impossible to focus on school. My grades kept falling as the final tests got nearer, but constantly seeing my mom made me addicted to her sight, smell and womanly air about her.…. maybe I was imagining all this….but it did not help my problem at all.

An agonizing month later, I sat the exams. I won’t ever forget the day my results came.

‘’ That’s it, Jean, what the hell have you been doing!’’

It turned out I’ve failed all of them.

‘’You flunked school!’’

‘’My God, your future’s going to be done for if you don’t fix this Jean’’.

She sat on the sofa cross-legged and sighed. She was wearing black tights, a tight black skirt with a decent split in the back, and a tight white shirt. Her breasts were desperately trying to pop out.

I had it. I’M GONNA MAKE HER MINE TODAY.

‘’Mom, I told you. Let me fuck you for once, please! Everything would be okay. You’d get a good fuck, Dads not around anyway and my sexual tension would be released too’’

‘’Shut up boy! I’m ashamed to think that I raised nothing but a good-for-nothing stupid pervert.’’

Something snapped in my head. ‘’That’s it you bitch!’’

I jumped up, grabbed her, and pushed her against the wall.

‘’No Jean! Let me go!’’

‘’No, Mom, I’m gonna fuck you. I’m gonna fuck you like a pig today.’’

‘’ No Jean, let me go!’’. I grabbed her by her neck and kissed her. It was like inhaling lavender. Her lips tasted like sweet candy. ‘’Drink spit slut’’

I grabbed her by the throat. And lifted her skirt up and palmed her crotch. It was soaking wet already! ‘’ You like it don’t you, you slut? You like getting fucked by your son huh?’’

The warmth around her crotch was a pleasant surprise. She was actually wearing silk stockings. I grabbed her red lace panties and ripped them off. ‘’Why are your clothes so tight? Do you wanna get fucked by someone? Look at those massive boobs. They’re bursting to get through that shirt.’’

I ripped the buttons off of her shirt, and her boobs spilled out. ‘’I’m gonna make you squirt whore.’’ I said as I thrust two fingers inside her. I began gnawing on her aroused nipples.

‘’ Ahhhhh! No! …Ahhhh, Jean!’’

I could feel my mother’s pussy tremble in my hand. Her back arched against the wall. She was squirming on my hand, moaning! She groaned as she reached an orgasm and sprayed on my hand. ‘’ Wow! You like it don’t you, you dirty old hag? Look how wet you are mom!’’

‘’You act all high and mighty, but deep down, you were always a slut born to get fucked, like a bitch for the streets’’ I whispered.

I whipped my throbbing dick out. She looked at it, her eyes glazed with lust. She slid on to the floor, murmuring for me to stop. I grabbed her beautiful mouth and pulled her toward me.

‘’Remember mom? Remember how you slapped me when I asked for your help? How you didn’t even give me a chance? I came to get your help, and you rejected me. If you gave ae a chance, this would’ve never happened….but now we get to see how actually slutty you are. You with all your traditions’…huh? Just look at you, you’re no different than street filth. Now be a good girl and do what you’re really supposed to do.’’

‘’Suck on this.’’ I opened her jaws and jammed my dick down her throat. I grabbed her by her deep black hair and started thrusting into her face as hard as I can.

‘’I can’t breathe!’’ She chocked. I kept pounding her head with my dick. I pounded her head until she was breathing for dear life, her mascara rolling down her cheeks. Her mouth full of her sons’ sweaty dick.

‘’Aii.. oh..Jeane, no, she chocked’’

I didn’t stop, I didn’t care, and all that mattered was me taking what was rightfully mine. Her body. I laid her on the floor and pushed my balls into her mouth. I finally felt my ball tighten.

‘’I’m gonna cum mommy, drink it…drink it all!’’ I released it all into her mouth. She was squirming against my balls. ‘’Swallow it. Bitch, I know you like it!’’

My mom swallowed my seed, all of it. I stood up and stared at my handiwork. She just laid there heaving, her makeup all over her face. Her neat hair was all tangled up. Her shirt was untucked and her skirt had ridden up, exposing her vagina. I was getting hard again. This is it. Not turning back. I finally get what I’ve been craving for the past few weeks.

I picked her up by her shirt collar. ‘’Look at me. Mom, it’s happening. I’m going to fuck you. All these years, were you really loyal to my dad? Be honest, haven’t you ever dreamed of fucking another man? Why do you dress like a slut huh? You like it don’t you? Do you love being admired for your beauty? Deep down, you know what you are. Nothing but a filthy bimbo. Even now, you’re not resisting’’

I pushed her onto the counter while admiring, her toned body. Her skin was flawless, except for the stretch marks around her belly. I grabbed her shirt and ripped it open. Setting her constricted bosom free. She gasped as her chest was exposed, nipples already hard. Ready for me. I kissed her gently and proceeded to suckle her tits.It felt taste of her salty sweat on my tongue. She was moaning my name.

There was only one thing to do. I want to truly make her mine. I looked deep into her eyes. They were once full of love, now I can only see lust glazed like a veil. I pushed her skirt up and put her long legs on my shoulders. Her pussy was throbbing, waiting for me. ‘’ I’m gonna fuck your brains out mom. She just looked at me. I slowly put my rod at her vaginal opening. I looked deep into her eyes as I went inside her. She gasped locking her eyes with mine. I knew it, her spirit was breaking. Her vagina clung to me. It was warm, wet and welcoming. She was finally mine.

I opened her legs as wide as I can, and I started to finally fuck her. She started to groan, barely accommodating my dick. I started slow and got into a steady rhythm. The wet sounds of her vagina grabbing my dick as I pushed into her were loud in my ears. I couldn’t believe this, I’m fucking my mother raw…

‘’harder’ ’I heard a whisper.

‘’Mom?’’

‘’ Jean, fuck me harder’’. I couldn’t believe it. She grabbed my hair

‘’ Go on you sick pervert. Give it to me!’’

‘’Yes, I knew you were nothing, but just another whore!’’. It happened so easily. Bitch broke down in minutes.

I thrust into her, giving each thrust everything I had. She was screaming and holding onto me. The wet sound of me slamming into my mothers’ vagina echoed throughout the house, mingled with her screams of pleasure, lost in lust. Her tits bounced up and down. I pinched her belly, still streaked with stretch marks she got 18 years ago.

‘’ I could feel the pressure building in me. My balls began to ache. I needed to cum‘’

‘’Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Jean, My God!!!

‘’I’m gonna cum in you now mom!’’

‘’ Noo! Don’t cum in me please, it’s not safe yet’’

‘’It’s not safe? ; All the more reason to do so you bitch!’’ I picked up the speed.

Her neck bared and her back arched as waves of pleasure rode through her. Her groans of pleasure were loud.

‘’No!!Ahhhh! Please don’t cum in me!’’

My balls tightened for a second time, and I emptied my seed into the depths of her womb. The sweet release, my god! I’m sending my seed to where I came from. The feeling was ecstatic! She squirmed on my dick, mad with pleasure. I pulled out with wet squelch. Her legs were wet with our juices and sweat.

She was sweating profusely, visibly shaking. The slut tottered to her feet. My semen dripped from her vagina onto the floor.

‘’I told you not to cum!’’. I grabbed her cheeks roughly, ‘’ Tell me what to do again and you’ll find your belly bloating again in no time.’’

‘’Do you want me to stop fucking you, you old hag”. She didn’t say yes.

‘’Turn over!’’ I said as I bent her over the counter to rail her from behind.

Her skirt fit tightly around her protruding ass. The sight made me hard again in no time. I was itching to get inside her again. The skirt ripped quite easily up along its split, exposing her bare ass on the counter.

‘’You were an even better fuck than I thought you were mom. Here’s something extra.’’

I pushed two fingers into her again and then two more and started pumping my hand in and out of her vagina. Her groans echoed throughout the house. I kept finger fucking her harder and harder. Mom was pushing her ass toward me, bending down even more like a bitch in heat. And suddenly her vaginal muscles tightened around me and sprayed out her juices. The whore was so horny, she was humping the counter. The floor was wet with her filth. She was shaking so bad, her body still being riddled with waves of pleasure.

‘’You like it?’’

‘’Yes….more….more’’

‘’Oh, you’re going to get so much more than that. Just tell me, who’s slut are you?’’

‘’Yours Jean’’, she croaked.

She leaned on the counter again, hoisting her butt. ‘’ Just fuck me you piece of shit’’.

I couldn’t help but smile. ‘’Oh we’re gonna have so much fun’’

I bent her flat on the counter and kneed her legs apart. It was easier to get inside her this time.Her voluptuous ass curved against my stomach. I whispered into her ear,

‘’Look at you mom, the strict, prude lawyer enjoys getting fucked doggy style by her only son’’. She groaned at my words. ‘’ Yes! Yes! I deserve it. I’m a dirty whore. I feel so empty inside. Fill me. Just fuck me baby!”

I knotted her jet black hair and pulled hard as leverage.Her neck and breasts were exposed. My 2nd round was stronger. My rhythm was much faster. Each thrust sent her breasts flying with sweat.

‘’Aiiiii….my god!!! Fuck me harder, Jean, harder!’’

I was fucking her so fast, that I pulled her tits for more leverage. As her moans continued to grow louder, so did her vaginal muscles tighten around my dick. I could feel the intense pleasure building inside of her. She was going to spray again. And so was I.

‘’Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!….Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!’’ The pleasure was so intense; my dick was being clenched by my mothers’ pussy. I felt the impending sweet release again and I emptied my complete load into her vagina.

‘’Ahhh, YES! Let it all out my baby, give it to mommy…”

We were a sweaty mess. My mothers’ legs buckled and she slid to her knees, my semen leaking from her vagina. We were both breathing heavily.

I grabbed her chin and pulled her face towards mine. ‘’Mom, you are my bitch, my whore. You will always be available for my pleasure, even if you like it or not. At home, at work, in public, I’ll fuck you anywhere, anytime, in any way I want.’’

‘’Yes….okay’’ She stammered.

She tottered to her feet and went to get dressed, still dripping her son’s seed along the way.

(Comment down below if you’d like a part 2…..thanks for reading this far. This is my first story. I know the story’s fucked up, but stories like this are rare. So I decided to contribute.

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