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Disclaimer. I write stories for pleasure. Everything in my stories is
fiction. In no way do I condone the scenarios within the writings.
Rape, child endangerment, incest, and unwanted pregnancies are
subjects to be role-played between you and your significant other
only. Anybody actually carrying out this in real life, needs to see a
psychiatrist, or seek mental help from a qualified expert in mental
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Don't piss Mom off (final)
By trukin_fool

After the first night of sex with my sister, Mom encouraged me to
visit Pams bedroom, whenever I got feeling hard.
She told me to keep it a secret from Dad though.
Although Mo was a real angry person, she stayed true to her word, and
never said a word, whenever she saw me with a hardon, walking into
Jan's room.
Jan, herself, wasn't as eager about the visits as Mom was, however.
Sometimes she even threatened to tell Dad. I informed her that this
was Mom's doing, and I was obeying her wishes.
Jan was hoping she hadn't become pregnant on the night of the filming,
but either way, she still ended up that way.
By the end of the month, she missed her period, which only allowed me
extra time to have sex with her.
After Mom took Jan to the doctors office to confirm the pregnancy, she
came home and called the film producer.
Two nights later, Dad worked late again, after he and Mom had another
arguement. While he was wotking, the film crew showed up, and filmed
another sex session between Jan and I. Of course we had to look at the
camera, and admit that we were brother and sister, and that she was
carrying my baby.
Mom was overjoyed with the performance we gave. I had learned to do
things to make Jan climax also, even if she acted as though she didn't
like the attention and orgasms I gave her.
After that, Mom got a huge check from the producer, and soon Mom was
using Jan and I as playthings for cash, with other people.
One day, Mom came in the house, cussing and swearing about the older
lady down the block.
Apparently, Mrs. Black, accused my Mom of whoring around with her
husband.
Mom flatly admitted it was a business arrangement.
Suddenly, Moms eye brow curled. She had a plan to remedy the
situation.
That evening, Mom had me call their house, and ask for Mr. Black. Once
her answerd, Mom grabbed the phone, and shooed me away. She wanted to
hatch her plan without my knowledge.
It was agreed that the following Saturday night, I would wait until I
received a call from Mr. Black. Once he called, I was to walk up to
their house, and meet him. He would give me the instructions about
what to do, once I arrived.
Saturday night finally came, and I was very horny. Mom had since cut
me off with Jan, because I'd proven myself capable of knocking her up,
so she didn't need to perform for me anymore.
I was a young kid yet. I had hormones raging through me, and after the
bountiful sex for over a month, I had a lot of excess semen built up.
Soon I would realize a release.
After Mr. Black called, around nine oclock, I walked to his house.
He met me outside, where he informed me that his wife was beyond
drunk, and wanted to fuck someone. He admitted he knew of my sexual
education, and opted for me to screw his wife. Although she wouldn't
be very coheent, he said she wanted this, and he'd even tape the
action, with his super eight camera.
Mom told me to do whatever Mr. Black wanted, so I agreed to take her
right there, in their bedroom.
Once he led me to the bedroom, I saw Mrs. Black, snoring on the bed. I
was somewhat reluctant to have sex, with a woman who probably wouldn't
even remember it.
Mr. Black gave me hand signals as to what he wanted me to do, other
than just screw his wife.
The setup would look as if she were awake during the sex, and that she
was a willing participant.
I became worried about being charged with rape, but Mr. Black assured
me everything was okay.
He even wanted me to nod her head, as if she was loving the sex, when
Mr. Black gave me the hand signal.
Beggars can't be choosers, so I agreed, and helped him strip his wife,
as she lay unconscious.
Mrs. Black had an awesome set of titties. They were huge, and sagged a
lot, because of them being so big.
The coloring around the nipples, was at last six inches across.
As we pulled her panties down, her huge crinkled pussy lips were
standing out about an inch.
She actually looked like she already had sex with a horse, or some
other farm animal, judging by their size.
Once I stripped down, Mr. Black stared at me, and nodded his approval.
Originally, I was to lay on top of the woman, and kiss her
passionately. Her face would be hidden by the cmaera, and everyone who
saw the movie, would assume she was wide awake, and in the heat of
passion.
After crawling on top of her, my pecker started to ache, because of
Mrs. Blacks thick coarse pubic hair. It was as if I shoved my memebr
into steel wool.
As I began to kiss the woman, I threw her arm over my back, away from
the camera. This way the viewer would think she'd done it herself.
I laid my full body weight on the woman, causing her to moan out loud.
Another idea, Mr. Black gave me.
This would make her sound, as if she were enjoying the passion.
After a few minutes of groping and fondling his wife, Mr. Black gave
me the signal, to begin the sexual penetration.
It couldn't have come soon enough for me. My pecker head was nearly
raw, from rubbing against her thick curly crotch hair.
With my knees, I forced her legs wide apart. I easily slipped inside
her, because Mr. Black had previously lubed her up with some lotion.
She wasn't as snug as Jan had been, but then again, she was much
older.
As I pumped into her, I squeezed her breast, that was hidden from view
of the camera. Naturally she moaned again.
Off and on, I contiued doing this, until I was ready to climax.
On Mr. Blacks signal. I was to pinch her nippe really hard, causing
her to grunt or scream, making it look like she herself had acheived
an orgasm.
I did as I was told, and because my orgasm was so violent, I pinched
too hard.
Suddenly, Mrs. Black seemed to wake up as she cried out in pain. Her
eye lids fluttered a little, and soon she was begging me to get off of
her.
Like before with jan, I hung on, until I had emptied myself inside of
her.
As I released her breast, Mrs. Black soon fell sound asleep again.
As I felt a hand slap my back, Mr. Black had turned off the camera,
and congradulated me on a near perfect performance.
I was happy I did a good job for him, and told him I'd do it again if
he wished.
He studied me with caution, before saying I had already done the best
he could hope for. At least good enough to prove a point.
I quickly dressed, and was soon walking home in the dark.
Entering my house, Mom was waiting for me at the door. With a kiss on
the cheek, she too thanked me for doing a great job, as Mr. Black had
already called.
Immediately, I showered. and went to bed.
"That night in bed, I though a lot about the differences between Jans
pussy, and Mrs. Blacks.
Both were great to screw, but they varied immensely in the size,
texture, and shape of each.
I just knew I wanted more older women, to compare my findings with.
I was probably only asleep for an hour or so, when I heard and felt a
movement on my bed.
Half asleep, I quickly tried to sit up and see who was in the bed with
me. That's when I realized I couldn't move.
My arms and legs were pulled outwards, and I was nude, judging from
the cool breeze, caressing my young body.
I could only guess what was happening, because there was something
over my eyes, blinding me.
"Suck it." I heard a gruff feminine voice whisper. "Suck him hard, or
else."
I froze, waiting to feel what was about to happen.
Before I could understand what was happening, A large hand grabbed my
nearly erect cock, and began to mastubare me.
"See?" The coarse female voice asked. "It is bigger than yours, isn't
it?"
"Un huh." The other person answered.
"Then do it. I'm not waiting all night."
I was frightened about ths new type of sexual experience.
For the first time in my young adult life, I wasn't in control, Hell,
I couldn't stop this even, if I wanted to. Curiously, I waited to feel
what was goingto happen.
As the large caloused hand grabbed my pecker hard, I soon felt the tip
being licked by a somewhat rough tongue, that wasn't as pleasant as
Jan's had been.
After a few swipes of the tongue, I was fully engulfed inside a large
sucking mouth.
I still wasn't sure who was fondling my pecker, but as the mouth sunk
lower, to take me entirely inside, I felt a sandpaper type, scraping
against my tender inner thigh.
"Oh my gosh." I thought. "This was a man, who was playing with me."
As I froze again. I felt the large hand stroke me, as the mouth sucked
hard, on my sensitive head.
I tried not to allow myself to get an erection, but the mouth sucking
me, drew all the blood into my pecker, and forced it to hardness.
"Is he ready?" The female voice whispered.
As the mouth sucked roughly, it moved sideways a bit, in reply to the
question.
"Good." The female replied. "Now move aside, and let me show you what
you're missing."
Soon I was laying alone again, as I heard rustle of clothing being
removed.
"I want you to see how good he's become, since you refuse to listen."
he female voice said, still whispering, as the bed moved, telling me
she was on there with me.
I then felt a soft leg straddling my waist, and a smaller hand grab
hold of my member.
The hand moved my hardon back and forth, causing it to rud against a
hairt pussy.
At least it felt that way.
After that, The unknown woman sunk low, and forced my pecker inside of
her.
As the female began to ride me slowly, she used her hands to cover my
ears.
After that, I could only hear muffled talking, and coudn't make out
the conversation completely.
The woman kept riding my cock for a long time. I was so scared, I
couldn't cum if I wanted to. My concentration was on the voices, that
were muffled because of the hands on my ears.
I could tell the strange woman was nearing a climax, because she let
go of her tight grip on my head, allowing me to hear the part of the
conversation again.
"Do it you bastard." She groaned. "I'm ready for it. Make him unload
in me."
Whoever it was, made me feel good with the clamping of soft tight
muscles, surrounding my inflated pecker.
Rhar was, until something big and hard, frced it's way, up into my
tightly felxing asshole.
Painfully, the hard object pressed into my ass, until it felt like I
had to crap badly.
Without realizing what was happening, the object rubbed hard against
my insides, and I suddenly came buckets of cum, into the woman who
rode me.
"There it is." She grunted. "It's cumming. I can feel it shooting in
me. You made him squirt in me."
Again my ears were covered, as the final volley of semen was pumped
from me, with the help of that long hard thing in my ass.
Laying there, and wondering what had happened, I knew fully well, I'd
never shot so much, and so violently before.
I was physically drained.
After laying there, still embedded in the woman, I drifted off to
sleep. Never before had I been so satisfied, that it drained me
completely.
In the morning, I awoke, and began to remember the sex I had the night
before.
I jumped up, without effort,and looked around the room.
Although my wrists and ankles were sore, and my asshole hurt a little,
there was no evidence, that anything else had taken place. Even my
wilted pecker, had no signs of crusty remains on it.
I was sure it was a dream. Very life like, but never the less, a
dream.
"Besides." I thought. "Who could possibly be in my bedroom, without my
Mom and Dad knowing about it?"
As I sat at the breakfast table, later on, Mom reminded me of the lawn
which needed cutting.
As I nodded, looking at my sisters, Mom also told Dad that she had an
appointment, late on that after noon, and us kids would be home alone.
I was happy to hear that, as I wanted her to be away, or she may again
make us do something different, and one of us kids wanted that.
Even though it was very nice having sex, it seemed strange that it was
always done with her knowledge, or by her demands.
Later on, after the mowing was done, Mom returned from her
appointment.
I was in the bathroom, having just showered, and I watched her drag
Dad past the bathroom, and into their bedroom.
Sheclosed the door, as she usually did, and began to bark or orders to
Dad.
"Get over her and look." She demanded. "Look what that guy did to me."
I quickly finished drying off, and dressed. I was curous about what
had happened to Mom, so I silently, stood outside their bedroom door
and listened.
"See?" She asked in a slight whisper. "He marked me. Now what do I
do?"
"Did he ....." Dad asked.
"Of course he did." Mom replied, as she slammed her closet door. "I
don't want anything mixed with what's already there. Oh. By the way.
Just to make sure, I might need to get another shot."
"But ...but how?" He asked.
"Leave that up to me." Mom replied. "Would you like to be there
again?"
"Not really." Dad replied.
"Well? Then be a good husband, and take the girls to the park or
somewhere out of the way." Mom said. "Just make sure we're alone for a
while, while the job gets done."
"How long?" Dad asked.
"At least an hour." Mom said. "A double dose should probably do the
trick. Besides, I've got to do this soon. It won't be long until it's
Kathys turn to get it. Once that happens, I'll be without for a month
or so."
I heard the two walking to the door, so I quickly darted to my
bedroom, not wanting to get caught eaves dropping, and closed the
door.
As I laid on my bed relaxing, I tried to make sense of their
conversation.
I still didn't understand why Mom had an appointment on a Sunday. I
knew she had appointments, but never before on a Sunday. And what role
did my sister Kathy, play in all of this?
After the weird dream from the night before, and sweating alot while
mowing the lawn, I was tired out. I must have dozed off for a while,
before I awoke, with Mom, standing over the bed.
"Ah you're awake." She said. "Have a nice nap?"
I nodded silently.
"Good." She stated. "You're going to need the energy."
"What for?" I asked, thinking she had another chore for me to perform.
"Don't ask questions." She said sternly. "Just get up and follow me."
I knew Mom had a very short fuse, and if I was to slow to react, I'd
be punished.
hastily, I jumped off the bed, and followed her to her room.
"Today, I'm going to teach you to be a real man." She said turning to
me, once inside her room. "I'm going to tell you what to do, and after
that, you're on your own. If you fail, I will punish you severely.
Understand?"
I nodded, fearful that I'd soon suffer her wrath.
"I know everything that happened last night at the Blacks house." She
said. "Did you enjoy screwing a woman, who was unconscious, and
unwilling?"
"But Mr. Black said ....." I tried to explain.
"I know what he said." Mom replied, cutting off my explanation. "Did
you like taking what you wanted, without caring about her?"
I thought for a moment, before nodding my head. I really did find it
fascinating, knowing I held the power over another human being.
"Good." Mom smiled. "Today you'll have your chance to prove how much
you've learned, and after that, you will be ready for your next step,
if you pass."
I had no idea what Mom was talking about, but if it meant sex, I was
already hard, and up for the challenge. Before I continue, I should
describe myself in comparison to my Mom, however.
Mom only stands five feet four. She weighs about 130, and she has a
slender build. She is also very strong, when she gets her dander up.
I on the other hand, stand five two, and weigh in at one twenty nine.
I lift weights during gym class at school, to avoid the imminent
criticizm, I'd receive, if I were around the other boys.
Seeing we weren't rich, all the kids made fun of my sisters and I, and
the way we dressed.
I knew if it ever got down to a physical match between Mom and I, I
would win hands down. Fortunatelyfor her, my respect, and the feelings
I had for her, stopped me from exerting any force against her.
Mom led me to the bed, and sat. The blouse she wore showed ample
cleavag, which I tried hard to ignore.
"Arn?" My Mom asked. "I know you know how to use what nature has given
you, but you can also use it to take what you want.
I stood there confused, wondering what her point would be.
"Girls aren't always what they seem." She continued. "You know? It
didn't take much to talk Jan into screwing your brains out."
I was shocked that Mom admitted that.
"Believe it or not. There are a lot of girls, who like being
dominated." She continued. "Although most would never admit it, we are
all creatures of nature. Females have always been the gatherers, and
men have always been the hunters. Do you understand?"
"Yes. I learned that in school." I said proudly.
"Well then you understand, that men have always been the dominant
species. Right?" She asked.
I nodded in agreement.
"Now there a lot of women, who love to cater to their mates, because
their mates hold the power. Whether it's money, property, or their
sexual appetite, it's all power."
"Yes." I said, agreeing again.
"Sometimes when a woman or girl says no, she's only waiting for her
mate to show his power over her." She explained. "That power should be
used fully, or the species dies."
I was still confused, why my Mom would tell me this. I learned all
about extiction of lesser animals, because they couldn't adapt, to
stronger, more powerful animals.
"Finally she got to the point.
"Look at you." She said with a sigh. "You're strong, handsome, and
very well equipped for the job, but you haven't learned to take what
you want."
I remained silent, waiting for her demands.
"Are you really that stupid?" She asked. "Here I am, alone with you,
and you're so much stronger than I am. If you were a real man, you'd
have my clothes ripped off of me right now, and fuck me half to death,
whether I wanted it or not. That's how the species exists."
As I stood and waited for Mom to finish, she stared lovingly, at the
pronounced bulge in my shorts.
"It's hard right now, for a reason." Mom said softly. "I'm a girl, and
you want to take me. So go ahead. Take me and show me what kind of man
you really are. Rip my clothes off, and screw your mother."
I stood stuuned at her suggestion. Did I hear what she said,
correctly. Did she really want me to screw her?
"If you don't take me now, I'll beat you within an inch of your life."
She shouted. "Even if I say no, and beg you to stop. Use your power,
and do whatever you want. Take me, or suffer the consequences."
As Mom bagan to stand, I roughly pushed her backwards onto the bed.
With a wide smile, she contiuned to tease.
"Now you're getting it, but you'll have to be rough. I don't give in
easily." She said, trying to stand again.
"With a new will, I pushed my Mother backwards a second time, ripped
open her blouse, causing the buttons to fly everywhere
"You wimp." She taunted. "You'll have to do beeter than that if you
want me and both your sisters, from now on."
I had a surprised look at her statement. Not only my Mother, but both
of my sisters, were part of the deal?
From then on, I held nothing back. I was possessed with the thought of
owning three gorgeous women.
I violently tugged at Moms bra, jerking her around like a ragdoll.
Though her voice screamed no, her lust filled eyes, undeniably, said
yes.
After that, everything became quite hazy.
There was swearing, cussing, and name calling, as I stripped my
Mothers clothes from her. I was being scratched, bitten, and kicked.
Eventually, I had every stitch of her clothing removed, mostly in
shreds.
I forced her legs open, and what a beautiful sight greeted me. She was
shaved completely bald.
As I held her legs wide to admire her crotch, in my superior grip, she
suddenly relaxed, and laughed out loud.
"There you are stud. You win the prize." She said. "Go ahead and fuck
it raw. You've earned it."
I needed no further prodding from her. I immediately pulled off my
shorts, and rammed my member into her.
With a grunt, my Mother raked my back, as she swooned into my ear.
"Take it you mother fucker. Take it and fuck me good. Show me that
you're a better man than your father is." She hissed. "Make me cum,
and own me, body and soul."
For the first time in my life, I realized that a pussy can take a very
brutal screwing, and still ache for more.
It took a long time, in fact a lot longer than Jan, for her to reach
her orgasm, but I held off long enough, to bring her to the edge.
"Does Mommas pussy like her little boys cock?" I asked, still slamming
into her.
"No baby." She replied breathlessly. "I love my new mans cock, pumping
in me."
Shortly after that, my mother began to thrash around wildly.
As she did so, she let loose her entire vocabulary, of filthy vulgar
slang.
"Fuck ... shit ...pisss ....cock ....twat ....cunt!" She cried out.
"I'm there .... awwww fuuuck, I'm cumming."
"Can I cum in you?" I asked, unsure of whether this was part of the
deal.
"Yesssss ....Ohhhhh yessss, you mother fucker. Ftll me with your seed.
I want it deep in me, when you cum. I want you to knock this bitch up
good and proper." She begged. "I want your bastard in me. I want to
give your father a good present when he comes home. Shoot your vile
scum in me."
I couldn't wait any longer. I quickly slammed deep into her cunt, and
pumped my thick baby goo up her twat.
"That's it baby. Fill it full." She said in a hoarse whisper. "Show
your father what a real man can do with a whore. Give me the baby he
can't."
I'd never thought of my own Mother as a whore, but here she was,
admitting it to me, and to make a baby in my own mother?
I injected a copious amout of seed, inside of my mothers clenching
pussy.
With one finally squirt, my pecker started to soften quickly.
I was spent, and my mother was still milking it, as it slid out.
"That was by far the best fuck I've ever experienced." My mother said,
gasping for air. "Grab me a pillow."
I handed her the pillow, and watched her shove it under her ass. At
the time, I had no idea what the significance was, but I knew
eventually, I'd learn.
I nneded to clean up after that sweaty sex, so I headed to the
bathroom.
"Wher are you going?" My mother asked me.
"I need to clean up." I said, hoping she didn't expect an instant
replay.
"Okay." She said. "But on you way back, grab your clothes. You're
sleeping with me from now on."
"What about Dad?" I asked, startled at her words.
"In the future, your father gets left overs, if you allow it." She
said smiling wickedly. "Your sisters and I belong to you now."
I couldn't belive my ears. Here I was, at a ripe tender age, owning a
grown woman, and two very sexy sisters.
There was no sense in asking again, I thought, walking away.
It would only make her mad. And one thing I knew for sure, you don't
piss Mom off.

The end.

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