Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. She'd despised him, even before he was born, when he was growing in her stomach, creating that uncomfortable, unsightly lump. And then when he was a baby, a useless shit and sick factory that screamed night and day. Its father was just as bad, the useless pathetic cunt. It was fine at first, he enjoyed the pain and humiliation, and she enjoyed administrating it. But after a while it became a chore, all the fun was shattered because the more she tried to hurt him, the more he craved for it, and ultimately became no fun at all. But it ended well, when she made him stand on a stool with a noose around his neck. He was truly enjoying himself for a while until he realised she was not going to let him down and his arms were too fat to reach round and untie the knot. The look on his face when she kicked the stool away was something she'd never forget. Even now, after all these years she could bring herself to a massive climax just thinking about it, and again, the look of relief when she put her arms around him, lifting him, allowing him to gain a little strength in his arms to hold onto the rope, only to drop him again. It was the most pleasurable couple of hours she had ever endured. The police were so gullible, and accepted, immediately that he had committed suicide. But then she had to suffer the miserable little brat, and cope with him without any help. At first she racked her brains, trying to find away of getting rid of it, but soon realised that she could live a normal contented life making its life a misery, and that she did with gusto. She was astounded at the fact that, the more she made it suffer, the more it would idolise her. There was no denying the fact that even now in middle age she had not lost any of her looks. And her huge gravity-defying breasts were a great asset. The brat adored them. Although it had grown into a handsome eighteen years old, owing to the fact that she had starved it when a baby, it was a skinny, anaemic little shit. With no self-esteem or self-confidence whatsoever. Mainly due to the fact that she was always telling him what a useless pathetic cunt he was. But to her annoyance the girls seemed to fancy him. And so, today we find them in the kitchen, him sitting on a hard kitchen chair, her standing above him, with one hand holding his head firmly into her magnificent cleavage, and the other gripped tightly around his engorged cock, "This is for your own good." She was cooing sweetly. "So that those evil little sluts can't take advantage of you at the prom tonight." "But mummy." He managed to mumble between her superb breasts. "There's a girl in my class at college, she's very sweet, and she obviously likes me. I think you'll like.... Umph." "Oh yes." She answered as she gripped a bunch of his hair and slammed his head back into her tits. At the same time gripping his cock tighter, and pulling it up painfully, before slamming her fist back down into his ball sack. "And what is the name of the little slut." "Julie." He panted "Oh no!! Not the blonde, skinny girl, who was sitting with her friends at the next table to me, in the coffee shop the other day." "Actually mummy, she's a brunette, and she's.... Umph." "That's right, a brunette." Slamming his head in again, and pulling his still rigid cock even harder. "And compared to mummy, she has no tits whatsoever." He was unable to answer, and allowed himself to relax into her massive cleavage. "Oh dear! My poor gullible baby. It never occurred to me that she was talking to her friends about you. She was telling them about a pathetic skinny little cunt, who kept following her about." She smiled to herself as she felt him tense, "I should have known she was talking about you. When explaining who you were, she only referred to you as cunt. Her words not mine. I should have realised when she said `you know, the cunt in my class with the stunningly beautiful mother." She was grinning to herself now, as she could feel the dampness from his tears. "How stupid was I? Not realising it was you, when she spoke of the pathetic, weedy, spotty cunt with a tiny dick." "B...But." Pulling his head away. "Sh... She's never seen my...my penis." "Oh my poor, poor little baby." Pulling his head back. "You obviously fell for a devious, lying little slut. But don't you worry, mummy's here. Mummy's here to look after you." She gently lowered her hand back to his now semi rigid cock, and tenderly rubbed her finger up and down it. "There, there. Baby loves his mummy." Gripping his rapidly rising cock, and lovingly caressing it. "That's it. There's a good boy." As he started to groan breathlessly. "Cum for mummy, give it to me." She pumped harder. Within seconds a torrent of white fluid shot up in the air. Deftly she moved her hand and caught most of it, she then quickly squeezed what was left out of his cock, filling her hand with the gooey cream. With difficulty she managed to suppress a laugh as she forced his mouth open and watched him gag as she fed him with his own cum. "There's a good boy. Eat it all up, you know its good for you." And with a satisfied sigh stood up and said. "Now go and get ready you don't want to be late for the prom." And wiping her hands on his face, unable to hide a wicked smile. "And don't forget to bring your three friends home with you." Her smile broadened as she watched the look on his face turn into utter misery. "Mummy?" "Yes dear." She cooed, knowing what was coming. "There not my friends." "Of course they are. There your school chums. And you don't know how happy it makes me to know that you have black friends. It shows what a good kind boy you really are." "But they don't go to school mummy. They just wait for me outside the school gates, just to tease and bully me. Please don't make me bring them home." "Don't be silly dear, of course they're your friends. And when they hit and kick you, it only helps to make you strong and make a man out of you." "Please mummy. Please don't make me bring them home." She stood and took a step back, her hands on her hips. He sat there, staring miserably down at the floor. "Look at me junior. Look at me and tell me what you see." He slowly looked up. She towered above him in her six-inch high-heeled ankle boots. She wore a black, tight leather Basque. Her massive breasts straining to escape over the top. Her perfect, beautiful pussy lips pouting in full view below. "What do you see junior." She repeated firmly, watching the drool seeping from the corner of his mouth, and his cock slowly rising. "You mummy." He whispered breathlessly. "That's not enough junior." She sneered as she lifted her huge tits from the top of the Basque and let them swing tantalisingly. "Tell me what you see and how you feel, you pathetic little cunt." "You mummy. Your beautiful, mummy. I love you mummy, I love you so much." He sobbed, tears cascading down his cheeks, the drool dripping from his chin, his cock now painfully rigid. "Of course you do." Her voice softening, as she slowly lowered her hand and pushed a finger deep into her succulent pussy lips. "And you want to make your gorgeous mummy happy, don't you?" "Yes mummy." He gasped, his eyes nearly popping from their sockets, as he watched one, two and then three fingers disappear slowly in and out of her juicy cunt. ."So you'll bring your friends home after the prom." "Yes mummy." He panted. "And you won't whine and cry like you did last time, whilst I ride your friends huge black cock, at the same time as I suck the other, and the third one is ramming his massive black cock up mummy's beautiful tight little arse." "No mummy." Still panting heavily, unable to take his eyes from her disappearing fingers. She turned to let him gaze for a moment, at her magnificent huge perfectly round bum, before lowering on to his now throbbing prick trapping it between her cheeks and his tummy. "Oh baby, wouldn't it be nice if you could bury your tiny willy in mummy's lovely bottom." He could only let out a long, choking groan. She rose a little letting his cock spring forward and sat ensnaring the pulsating member between her sweet, juicy pussy lips. "Would you like to bury this in mummy's tight juicy cunt." "OH YES." He screamed franticly. "No. That would be naughty and wrong." Sitting back heavily, but still gyrating slowly. "After all I AM your mother, and I think there is a law against that. She felt him give a long disappointed sigh, but knowing he was about to explode, quickly followed with. "And tonight mummy's little baby won't complain because he has to suck his friends huge cocks clean, after they've all shot their load in mummy's gorgeous pussy." She smiled to herself as she felt him sag a little. "No mummy." He said dejectedly. "And this time mummy won't have to spank her baby because he moaned when she sat on his face so that he could drink all that lovely spunk his friends left in mummy's gorgeous shit hole." Her smile broadened as he sagged a little more. She pushed his now deflating cock to her stomach and rubbed herself down harder. "Mummy asked a question and expects an answer." Pinching his sagging member. "No mummy." He gasped. "Oh! Were going to have to have so much fun." She said happily as she slid back and forth over his expanding shaft. It wasn't long before he started breathing heavily, she pushed his throbbing cock against her stomach, and in a few seconds, he again exploded, covering her tummy and the underneath of her massive tits with sperm. She stood and turned, legs apart and hands on hips once more, she looked down at the gooey mess covering her stomach. "Oh dear, look at this filthy mess the little cunt has made over me, what do you think we should do about it?" Without hesitation he fell to his knees, put his arms around her and began to lick it of eagerly and hungrily. She sighed, looking down at him with disgust. `Look at the pathetic cunt' She was thinking to herself. `He's even more pathetic than his father. He shouldn't be enjoying this.' And gripping a bunch of his hair began rubbing him into her, covering his face with the sticky mess. Sitting him back in the chair she lifted a huge breast and putting a hand round his head gently pulled him to her. "Mummy's baby has been such a good boy, here's a little treat. You may suckle mummy's huge, succulent tits." Happily he opened his mouth and sucked enthusiastically on the huge nipple. "Good boy." She cooed, smiling. It came as no surprise to her that he was becoming aroused again. As he sucked greedily she picked up a glove from the table behind him. As she pulled it onto her hand, he opened his eyes and quickly pulling away from huge delicious nipple, gasped. "No mummy, please mummy, not the glove." In a panicky voice. Smiling sweetly she gently pulled him back to her colossal tit. "Don't be silly." She cooed lovingly. "Mummy's little baby, may have been good, but he's been very naughty as well, complaining when mummy asked him to bring his friends home so that she can suck and fuck there huge back cocks, and then covering mummy with his filthy spunk without a hint of an apology. Hasn't he?" "Yes mummy." He gasped with an intake of breath as she gently caressed his cheek with the gloved hand, leaving neat little lines of bloody scratches caused by the hundreds of tiny sharp pins attached to the palm of the glove. She was both pleased and disappointed when she noticed he still had a throbbing erection. Shoving her huge nipple back in his mouth, she caused him to make another noisier intake of breath, as she gripped his cock with her evilly gloved hand. "There." She said with exaggerated gusto. "Why doesn't mummy's pathetic little baby eat her magnificent tits, whilst she gives him a nice gentle wank." Strangely she found the pain in her nipple exquisite when gritting his teeth he bit down on her. "That's it, you pathetic little cunt, enjoy. It will be the last bit of enjoyment you'll ever get." But he seemed not to hear her as she gripped and pumped harder, the blood soaking into her glove. Much to her amazement, he soon exploded once again. She took of the blood and spunk soaked glove folded it and stuffed it in his mouth. "Now fuck off out of my sight you pathetic cunt." She said angrily "You can get changed but don't you dare wash your face." "Yes mummy." He whispered as he forlornly left the room, wondering what he'd done wrong. She sat down deep in thought as she waited for him to get ready. `This is not right.' She reflected miserably. `Suddenly the pathetic cunt hard started to enjoy her abusing him.' By the time he had changed and had returned to say goodbye she had calmed down. "Come here a second darling." She called, as he was about to leave. He did as he was told and stood before her, feeling confused, she had never called him that before. She signalled for him to kneel before her. He very nearly passed out as she gently pulled him toward her beautiful ruby red, bee stung type lips. She could feel and hear his heart pounding as she pushed her tongue into his mouth searching for his. She held his head to hers for over a minute before releasing him, holding him back as he franticly pushed forward for more. "Have we got time to share a cigarette?" She asked, hiding her disgust as he quickly rose to get and light one for her with a panting "Yes mummy, we've got plenty of time." He had always hated to see her smoke; hence she had never bothered to give it up and often used him as an ashtray. He handed her the lit cigarette and knelt obediently before her with his mouth wide-open waiting for the ash. She desperately fought to hide her anger as she blew the smoke in his face and flicked the ash into his mouth and not getting the usual wrinkled face response from him. As she came to the end, without being asked he stuck his tongue out, waiting for her to stub it out. But he didn't notice as she gently undid his shirt buttons to reveal a nipple, but the scream made her smile as she forced the burning stub out on it. But the anger and disgust returned as he quickly recovered and knelt with his mouth open waiting to eat and swallow the remaining stub. Again she fought to retain her composure, forcing herself not to kick him in the face and stab him with her evil stiletto. Suddenly an idea came to her, and as calmly as she could, she said sweetly. "Darling, mummy's dying to go to the toilet, but doesn't feel like climbing the stairs. Would you mind if mummy uses you mouth to piss in?" She couldn't believe her eyes as she watched him nod his head and without hesitating pushed his open lips to her succulent pussy. That was the last straw. She roughly gripped a handful of his hair, wrapped her legs tightly around his neck, and using all the strength she could muster, pulled and squeezed with al her might. Screaming. "COME ON YOU FUCKING LITTE SHIT, DRINK EVERY DROP, IF YOU SPILL ONE TINY DROP, I'LL BEAT THE FUCK OUT OF YOU." Emptying herself into him, she finally released him, and let him fall to the floor. "Now get out of my sight you pathetic cunt." She panted. He quickly got to his feet. "Yes mummy." He panted heading for the door. "Oh and Junior." She called after him. He turned shaking with fear. "Yes mummy." He muttered confused and frightened. "Don't be late." Again forcing herself to be calm and composed. "And don't forget to invite your black friends back with you." "Yes mummy." With an obvious sigh of relief As soon as she heard the front door close she pick up the phone and dialled a number. "Hello Nigel its Mrs Whitehouse."........ "I'm Fine thank you and yourself"....... "Good... Nigel, my son is going to the school prom again tonight, I just wondered if you and your friends were thinking of bringing home again tonight."........ "Oh good. That's perfect."....... "Nigel, before you ring off, I hope you don't mind asking, but am I right in thinking that, at a price, you can make people disappear?".... She gave an audible sigh of relief at the reply. "Yes. It's my son.".... "No, no. I'd like it done very slowly and very, very painfully. Would that be possible? "Perfect. And may I ask the cost?".... "That's very generous Nigel, but I insist on paying." "No I insist... well.... how about I pay in kind."..... "Ha ha... and how many instalments were you thinking of.".... "Mmmm... one hundred. One-hour sessions seems very reasonable to me. So it's a deal then... "The sooner the better.".... "Oh Nigel. That would be wonderful, so you can take him after we've had our fun tonight."... "Brilliant, this is sounding better by the second, and will the video have sound... "Fantastic. The louder the screams the better."... "No, don't be silly Nigel. Tonights won't count as an instalment. The first payment will be when you bring the video round, and I can watch it while you fuck me.".. "Nigel, you can use any orifice of mine that you want, and I'll be more than happy if you use all three.".... "That's a deal then."... "Yes Nigel, go ahead and ask.".. "Five of you tonight? I can see no problem with that. I'll have my mouth, cunt and arse full, but I'll still have my hands free."... "Ooooh I see. Are they both gay?"... "Does that mean I get to watch the pathetic little cunt get raped, whilst you three are fucking me?"... "I don't suppose you could video that as well."... "Nigel you're a star. Why don't we up the instalments to two hundred..." "Your being silly again Nigel. It would be a pleasure, and I'll be perfectly happy for you to make them two hour sessions.".... "Fantastic.. Oh! And Nigel, one more thing. Tonight, will the three of you be able to finish off by leaving your gissm in my arse.".. "Your spunk, silly."... "All five of you can. Oh Nigel that would be fantastic. I'd like to give the cunt a last supper before you take him. Plus I want to see that he knows I have arranged for his painfully long demise.".. "OK Nigel I look forward to seeing you and that big black cock of yours later. Oh! And don't damage it before you get here, I want to see every second of his punishment."... "Bye Nigel, Bye." She gave another huge sigh as she put the phone down, this time a sigh of contentment. She checked the clock and realised she had plenty of time to have a luxurious bath with her favourite dildo. .