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By Victimize
My mom is a small, weak, helpless little cunt. We both know it. Ever since dad passed away three years ago I wasted no time making sure she knows her place.
I’m almost a foot taller than her. She is 37 years old but she’s only 5’0” and 110 pounds. If not for a few wrinkles and a pair of perky boobs she would still look like a kid next to me. She is usually very quiet and shy. That’s what I like about her the most. She never protests, only pleads and cries like a little bitch.
I first raped her when I was sixteen, a few days after dad died. She was making dinner when I walked up to her from behind. I wrapped my arm around her waist and started rubbing her crotch. She just stood there frozen in shock, just looking down. I kissed her neck and slid my hand down her pants. I squeezed her clit and moved my way down, seeking the opening. As I penetrated her she let out a loud whimper. I stirred her insides with my fingers quickly and brutally until I felt her body tense up and shake. She tried to look at me but I just slammed her head against the countertop and held her neck in place. I let down her pants and in one swift thrust lunged balls deep into her cunt. Still sensitive from the forced orgasm she screamed until her voice broke. I can only imagine how humiliating it must have been being bent over the countertop as your own son brutally rammed you. This was the only time I came in her pussy without protection, but it was worth the risk. Afterwards she just cried on the kitchen floor for a while.
It never stopped after this. I would come back from school, I’d rape her usually a few times a day. Eventually I started sleeping in her bed. I’d spoon her and fuck her from behind or pin her down and watch her embarrassed face.
Last year she got a remote job, which meant she would just stay home all day. Naturally that meant we no longer needed those pesky clothes of hers. She would just go around naked. Ever since that happened the amounts of rape have easily doubled. At some point she started limping. A great indicator of a job well done.
Yesterday was my nineteenth birthday and I was literally throbbing to celebrate it in a very special way. Last year we had guests, so I didn’t get to do it but now we were all alone.
I was sitting on the couch waiting for her. She came downstairs, still in har pajamas. I pointed down and she slowly stepped towards me.
“Happy birthday,” she said, smiling forcefully. I ignored her and pointed towards my lap again. She begrudgingly took a sit.
We laid down, my cock grinding against her back. I made sure she knows how hard it is getting. I grabbed her boob through the fabric of her shirt and squeezed. After three years it became progressively harder to get a reaction out of her. She just looked like a beat up dog all the time. I had to get creative. I pinched her nipple and watched her frown and close her eyes. I ran my hand down her shirt and squeezed even harder, not taking my eyes away from her face. I kept squeezing it until she finally let out a pained gasp. Her nipples were becoming hard. I continued this ritual for a few minutes until I knew they were nice and sensitive. I grabbed her and pulled her in for a kiss. I stuffed her throat with my tongue and left no part of her mouth unexplored.
I quickly stood up and flipped her around. Now she was underneath me, looking me in the eye. I pulled her shirt up, revealing her breasts, now red and sufficiently swollen. I looked her in the eye and smiled, letting her know what was about to happen. She just shook her head, a single tear running down her face. I paused before twisting both her nipples as hard as I could, almost enough to rip them off. She screamed her lungs out, shaking and crying. I slapped her face hard enough to knock the wind out of her. And again and again. Her cheeks were crimson red and she just coughed quietly.
I went down and licked her right breast. As soon as she flinched I placed my hand on her throat and squeezed around it. I sucked and sucked, creating a large hickey around it and finished with a hard bite. I only heard gurgling above me. When I broke my kiss there was a large bite mark around her now purple nipple. I let go of her throat and immediately she screamed loud enough to break eardrums.
My cock was grinding against her belly the whole time and it was right about to explode.
“Do you feel it, you whore sow?” I smiled at her. “This is your only purpose in life. Your tight, slutty cunt gave birth to me, so now it belongs to me.”
I flipped her onto her stomach and pulled down her pants in one swift move. After taking a comfortable seat on her legs I pulled her butt towards my face and licked her asshole clean. I licked around it, moving my tongue across both her ass cheeks. I bit into one, drawing a little blood and finished with a strong slap. She just yelped like a disgusting, dirty dog. I drove my tongue into her tight, little pussy and swirled around. I grabbed her clit with my teeth and pulled it upwards.
Eventually I just drove two fingers in there, then three and then, with a few twists of my wrist, I shoved my entire fist in her cunt. She took small, sharp breaths. I turned my hand in ninety degree motions, clenching and straightening out my fingers.
“Please… I can’t breathe…” she cowered. I sighed and pulled out all at once.
Fine… It was time for the main event. Believe it or not there was still one cherry I haven’t popped. I let out my dick and placed it against her warm asshole. She looked up to me, pleading with her eyes. But it was too late.
I pried her hole open and immediately felt the tightness I haven’t felt in a long time. It was wrapping around me so tightly that I felt a bit dizzy. I started slowly, not wanting to lose that moment, but her screams of anguish were not making it easier for me. I lasted only a few minutes, but it ended up not even mattering. It was so good I was hard again almost immediately. It ended up lasting almost an hour. By the time I pulled out for the last time a puddle of cum had soaked through the couch.
“I love you, mom,” I whispered in her ear. “I need a second to recharge, so clean after yourself.”
I walked to the bathroom.
“And get used to it. I’ll be using that hole all the time from now on. I think it’s my favorite part of you.”
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By Victimize
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