‘Finish me, darling! Fuck me, and come in me, and hurt me, dearest, please!’
I released her briefly to pull back and slap her face, hard, then I ground my mouth on hers and gripped her breast brutally, digging my fingers in her soft flesh, and I realized I liked hurting her, and she like it too.
‘Oh, yes, my darling!’ she cried, clinging to me, and then I erupted into her.
My mother screamed, her head thrashing from side to side on the pillow as I rammed into her, feeling my semen flooding her, and she gripped my hips, forcing me even deeper into her while I grasped her breasts, tugging at her nipples and pinching them as she bucked beneath me. She wrapped her legs round my waist, jamming herself against me. She put the knuckles of one hand in her mouth, biting herself hard, clinging to me with her other hand, her body jerking uncontrollably, and still my semen kept pumping into her.
She groaned and fell back limply, and I thought she’d fainted. Perhaps she had, but I couldn’t stop fucking her, and then her eyes opened. She looked up at me wildly, then, as I finally began to soften, she scrambled down the bed to take my penis in her mouth, sucking it frantically.
At last she crawled back up the bed and lay down beside me, panting, and I put my arm round her damp body as her fingers reached once more for my penis.
‘Was I worth waiting for, darling?’ she whispered, and I groaned.
‘God, I never believed it could be as wonderful as that, Mum,’ I breathed.
‘I wasn’t sure it would ever happen,’ she said. ‘I know you’ve been looking at me a lot lately, and I felt sure you wanted me. The other night when I was sitting with my legs crossed, you couldn’t stop looking at them. I made sure my skirt was hitched up, and kept re-crossing my legs making sure you got a good look at my thighs, but nothing happened… haven’t you noticed that I’ve been showing you what I’ve got, and that I hardly ever wear a bra these days so that you can see my breasts? But that’s all over now, darling after what you did to me,’ she said, snuggling against me. I stroked her body, feeling myself becoming aroused again, and my mother kissed my cheek.
‘Darling – I want to say something just this once, and then it’ll be up to you. I told you I was a slut, and I meant it. I want you to do anything you like to me, whenever you want to. If you want to be gentle with me, that’s fine, and tell me you love me. But sometimes call me a bitch, and a cow, and a slut, and can tie me up, and spank me if you feel like it – I love that too. I want you to use me. You can fuck me whenever you want, wherever you want, in public if you like, and I’ll love to have your dick down my throat, and up my bottom, and I’ll make you come between my breasts. I’ll masturbate you, and you can do it yourself and come all over me if you want to. I hope you will, because I love all those things. And if you want one of your friends – or several, if you like, to fuck me while you watch, I’d love it. Just tell me if you want to watch me with another woman, and if you want me to be waiting for you naked when you come home just say so. My biggest thrill is knowing that you’re using my body, in any way you want.’
Mum smiled at me and looked down at my newly-erect penis. ‘There! That was a long speech, but now it’s over! From now on, darling, I’m yours to do whatever you want with. Just one last thing, though, my dearest – please don’t make me wait until my next birthday before you fuck me again!’
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