Hunter: I SAID DIRTY. DIRTIER MOM! (He yelled)
Jacinda: (Screaming) I….I’m fucking. My son, Hunter is fucking me. He’s fucking me oh soooo hard…so goooddd…
After the unexpected second slap on her face. Tears began rolling down Jacinda’s eyes. There was a clear dark river flowing out of her eyes on either side of her face. Her mascara and eyeliner are now running down with her tears. Hunter loved that look. She looked extremely sexy, disheveled, abused and roughly fucked. Jacinda’s face was now gushing red with the blood circulation in her body at an all time high. With her vagina on fire and her son roughly fucking her she was on cloud nine. It was literally the greatest feeling she had felt in her entire 42 years of existence.
Hunter laid another slap on his mother’s face as she continued getting roughly pounded by his dick. She didn’t know why he was slapping her but she wasn’t complaining. It somehow felt good to her. It definitely hurt as her cheeks were now stinging and there was a very visible red print of Hunter’s 4 fingers on the left side of her face. Hunter continued his brutal fucking and swung another slap on the same side of her face. This time, making Jacinda scream in agony. He smiled at every contact his palm made with her cheeks. He enjoyed the sound of his hand smacking her face. He loved hearing her scream in pain like that. It just made him more horny.
Jacinda couldn’t believe her son was slapping her face like it was nothing. She had never been slapped in her entire life. But as soon as his fourth slap landed. The sting sent a tingle down her spine reaching her vaginal walls making them work overtime. Again, she was beginning to enjoy the hard, rough, brutal fucking her son was inflicting on her. Her body was no longer in her control. Her mind had transcended in another dimension where she was see-sawing between pain and pleasure. Her own 18 year old teenage son had turned into a pain slut and was treating her like a real sex slave. Roughly slapping her and brutally fucking her pussy raw and wild. She was in sensory overload.
Hunter: Do you like it when I fuck you mom?
Jacinda: Yes, Yes Hunter. I love it. I love how you fuck me.
Hunter: Do you like HOW I fuck you mom?
Jacinda: urghhh aahh ahh oh my gaawdd yess… I love how you fuck me baby. I love how rough you are. How you use me…. I love the way you treat my body..arrghhh…
Jacinda was now grunting, moaning, shrieking, screeching, screaming, making all sorts of sounds as her body moved up and down rhythmically, dancing to her son’s cock.
Hunter: What do you like the most mom?
Jacinda: I like when you play with my breasts… I like how you fuck my vagina
*CHHAP* Hunter lands another hard slap, but this time back-handed, hitting the right side of Jacinda’s face. Her left cheek got some respite, but since this one was backhanded, she felt his knuckles connect hard with her cheeks and cheekbone, hurting it more. She yelled out loud as the intense pain caused her to feel another amazing sensation in her pussy. But she wondered why she was slapped again, so brutally.
Hunter: I told you to talk dirty to me mom….Say Pussy.
Jacinda: Yess…Yess..Sorry Hunter….
Hunter laid another backhanded slap on her face. This one was just as hard as the last which shook his mother’s head wildly to her left. Her right cheek was now showing subtle signs of abuse. Again, she was dumbfounded and surprised why she was slapped.
Hunter: It’s master, for you… my slave.
Jacinda: arhghh…. Yess… I’m sorry Master. I love how your dick feels in my pussy master. I love how you fuck me roughly. I love my master. I love you. Please fuck me forever.
Hunter switched hands and swung another hard slap on his mother’s face again.
Hunter: Slaves don’t make demands. Slaves just say Thank You.
Jacinda: Yesss..I’m sorry Master. I love how you fuck me so roughly Master. Thank You for my brutal fucking Master.
Hunter now switched his target and swung his open palm flat and hard on his mother’s right breast. Her face had already turned red with brutal slaps on both sides. And now her boobs were under attack. As soon as his hand made contact with her right breast, it jiggled and her nipples instantly got harder poking out upwards against gravity.
Hunter: What else do you like about your Master fucking you, Bitch?
Another first for Jacinda. Only occasionally some bullies in school had called her a bitch. Jacinda was a sweet, nice, highly valued woman all her life and was rarely sweared and abused at. Now, in the midst of a brutal sexual intercourse with her own son, her master had referred to her as “Bitch”. He wanted her as a sex slave and he got that wish. She was just barely getting used to him calling her by her name or slave, instead of mom. And now, he just called her ‘Bitch’. A word that was so taboo for her growing up. It was a bad word. And her son just casually used it while slapping her face, smacking her tits and fucking her wet pussy with his hard cock. Jacinda, as a slave to her son had no other choice but to answer her Master.
Jacinda: I…. I love… I love everything about it, Master. mmmmmhmmm I love how you bite me… I love how you play with my nipples and suck on my boobs. Aahhh ahhha arghh I… I love when you give me pain Master… I like when you slap me.
Jacinda didn’t know what made her say all of that. But all of it was the truth. Her brain wasn’t thinking anymore, her body was reacting to the overwhelming sensations rummaging through it. It wasn’t the uptight, conservative, classy woman talking anymore. It was the submissive slut inside of her speaking the truth. Jacinda had just realized she had confessed to her deepest inner desires. And she had done it in front of the one man who could give her the pain and pleasure she yearned for. As a counselor by profession herself, she realized this was her therapy.
Hunter was already steaming and getting close to cumming while fucking his mother so rough, hard and brutally. But when he heard his mother confess, she actually enjoyed the brutality he was inflicting on her, his inner sexual beast went wild. He began laying more slaps on his mother’s face. This time, repeatedly, back to back, one after the other. There was no counting anymore. Jacinda’s head kept bobbing up and down as her son was pistoning in and out of her wet hot pussy, but now her head was spinning left and right with each strike that landed on her face.
Jacinda was so turned on that the repeated slaps and hardcore fucking made her erupt juices on her son’s dick. Hunter could feel her inner vaginal walls tighten and wrap and squeeze his cock, as she oozed squirt after squirt of warm slimy water on his dick and thighs. The bedsheets under them were drenched. Hunter stopped his slaps and looked down to see the puddle his mom had formed under her ass. He pulled his cock out, her legs were already raised over his shoulders, he pushed them further back, stretching his mom in a way that her feet were now next to her own shoulders. This made her pussy position upwards and Hunter leaned his head down on the entrance of her love hole. With each gust of vaginal juice Jacinda squirted Hunter tried to get it in his mouth and lap it up as much as he could.
Jacinda was now spent. She had her third orgasm of the day. And each one, more intense than the last. This one was by far the wildest and intense orgasm she had ever had in her entire existence. She was tired, satisfied, happy and roughed up by her son’s dick, his mouth and his hands. Jacinda had a satisfied grin on her face with her eyes half closed. Wet black lines running across her face, a mix of her tears and eyeliner plus mascara. Both her cheeks, red with hand prints on them showing signs of hard slaps. A visible blue mark on her neck, a red bite mark on her shoulder, the skin of her left nipple cracked, red and swollen, her right breast tan and red in comparison to her left. Her pussy, fupa, belly, pelvis, thighs, love handles, hips drenched her own juices.
Hunter loved the visual of his slave in front of him. His own mother, his sex slave, after a rough and brutal fucking. She had just climaxed, overwhelmed and had almost passed out. Her body had never taken this much sensory stimulation before. The multiple sensations of pleasure, sex and pain were more than she could handle. Her eyes were half open and she laid motionless on the bed. Hunter was at the peak of his horniness. He knew he had just made his mom climax, but he was left wanting more. He was still hard and ready to go. He tapped her face to try to wake her up from her state of sexual bliss. But Jacinda was in a momentary hibernation, somewhere in between passing out, sleep and an unfathomable emotional, physical release. She sported a weak, satisfied smile.
But Hunter didn’t care. He was her Master, and she was his slave. And it was her duty to please her Master. He wanted to get his release. He got up out of the bed. Pulled his mother’s motionless body perpendicular to the bed, so her feet were facing the right side of the bed, and her head rested on the left. He pulled her out towards him a bit more so that her head now leaned a little off the edge of the bed. Gravity made her hair fall and the tip of her hair touched the carpet on the floor. Hunter stood in front of her, as he once again adored his mother’s sexy naked body lay in front of him. His cock now directly facing her head.
Hunter manually opened her mouth with his hands as she was still half immobile. He inserted his dick inside her mouth such that his balls were now hitting her nose and forehead. Given the small size of Jacinda’s mouth, he was still not able to get the entire length of his cock in her mouth. He loved the feeling of his mother’s warm, moist mouth on his dick. This time, the feeling was unique as her mouth engulfed his cock, upside down. It was different than that morning, when she was in a similar spent state and he roughly facefucked her. It was different than when she was voluntarily blowing him in the bathroom that afternoon. It was different than when she gave him a blowjob out in the open yard.
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