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Thank you for your consideration. --------------------------------------------------------- Rape Betrayal #8 A Mother Betrayed (MF, mom/son, inc, nc) By Jaz (jaz1701@webtv.net) *** I did something bad tonight. I mean really wrong. I want to make something very clear though: this is not my fault. I was scouring the net minding my own business, checking out nice, decent, respectable erotic story sites like Literotica, Mr. Double, Kristen, etc. I'm not talking about the sicko perv sites. Wham out of nowhere I ran across some stories by this guy named Jaz, and they freaked me out. He has over 30 hardcore, nasty Rape/Incest stories. No way he should be allowed on a normal site. I mean shame on them for allowing him to post his stories. Yeah, yeah free speech, blah, de blah, I know I'm over 21... yadda, yadda. Disclaimers up the ying yang -- I don't care, it does not matter. I take no responsibility for what happened to my mother. I never would have done it if not for being entrapped by Jaz and his fucking stories. See once I read one, I could not help it, I kept searching for more. I know it sounds weird but I got to know this guy and some of what he said started to make sense to me. I mean, was it wrong...sure. But not a-l-l of it was wrong. Thing is, as sick as his stories were I could have probably wanked off, and moved on. No harm, no fuck. The problem was he gives his e-mail address at the end of every story, and I decided to contact him. If you think his stories are bad, try talking to him... brrr! A part of me wishes to god I never did. I guess it shook me up pretty bad, cuz I'm going to try and write about what happened. This story is 100% true. I think somebody needs to arrest this fucker for what he made me do. Jaz has these "Series". It's hard to explain. He makes up a set of rules. Then he applies it to every story in the series. That's it, that's the only connection. His most famous of these is the Rape/Betrayal Series. He is up to Chapter 8 in it. I read the whole thing in one night. Here are the rules. 1. It must be a pure rape. No reluctant at first I hate it but now I love it Crap. 2. There must be a real Betrayal by someone you have the right to expect loyalty from, someone you should be able to completely trust. 3. There has to be a moment of truth where the victim looks her loved one in the eye and realizes she has been betrayed, and must DEAL with it. No drugs, no masks, at the end she has to KNOW. I read the whole series in one night, and I noticed something. He does not have a Mommy/Son story yet. I guess I need to mention that I kind of have a crush on my mom. Not in a weird, sick way. I don't lick her dirty thongs, or cum on her toothbrush, or any freaky shit like that. I have been out on dates, and fucked sluts. I never had a real girlfriend. Usually it's like hookups at parties. We both get trashed, one drink leads to another we fuck, then go our separate ways. It's just that, well in the back of my mind, I kind of have a mommy itch. I never planned to scratch it, but I KNOW she would be the best. Nice ripe tits, a mouthwatering ass, and the sweetest kindest face in the world. She can still wear a bikini at age 42. She's not a super model, she looks like a mom. A hot sexy mom, who bakes cookies and fucks her man. I love her ass, it is full and thick, and meaty. The kind you could grab and pull on, and spread open. I just want to bury my face inside her and lick and sniff for a while. Best of all it would be love. My mom loves me, and I think that would make it awesome. I heard my dad fucking her a few times. The way she whimpers, and moans and cums for him... I... Want... That... So the fact that Jaz did not have a Mommy betrayal seemed odd to me. I was horny, and I asked him about it, to explain why. Here is the thing. I never expected him to reply. I signed on to my webtv account when I got home from work and I had several messages waiting. Apparently I may already be a millionaire, COOL! Also there was some amazing home business opportunities this guy from Hong Kong was just cumming in his shorts to share with me. Then I saw it. I still have "the e-mail". I'm going to type it word for word. Howdy John, thanks for writing. I'm glad you enjoyed my Rape/Betrayal Series. Hmm... not sure why I have not done a mommy story yet. Tell you what, why don't you rape your mom, and tell me all about it. Sounds like that's what you want to do, right? Just wait till you dad is gone, and she is asleep. Then strip the slut and fuck her silly. Take a few pics, what's she gonna do? Report her only son, let the whole world know her darling boy fucked her sweet ass? Scan a few pics to me, and add some juicy details. I'll make you the star of Rape/Betrayal #8. Fucktheslut John. Nicetameetcha, Jaz That's how it started, that's what the sick, twisted fucker sent me. I must have read and re-read that e-mail a dozen times that night. I mean was he serious? Was he really ordering me to rape my mom? Believe me, I ever planned to contact Jaz again. But it did get me to thinking, fantasizing a little. I mean how would I do it? Could I really get away with it? I batted it around for a few days and then asked Jaz to explain better. "Hey John nice to hear from you again. How to rape you mom? Well I guess there are 3 parts to it. First you need the opportunity. Get her alone, preferably for a weekend. Attack when she is vulnerable. Maybe a little drunk, drugged, asleep. Handcuff her quick, gag her. Then fuck her good. Rape every hole she has at least 3 times. Humiliate her, break her bad. You want her shaken up, disoriented, in a state of shock. Take your time, enjoy yourself, do her nice and slow, and nasty. Finally, make her want to keep your secret. Videotape, Polaroids, Blackmail and Coercion. Once you've got the rape on film, she will do anything to keep it a secret. Now here is the critical part. That's when you tell her to make love to you for the camera, to smile and suck, and fuck you with abandon. Tell her it's the only way to keep anyone from seeing her humiliation. Tell her that your face is not in the picture. It will just look like she is a cheap bitch caught on tape. If she will make "love to you it is a secret that only the two of you will ever know about. That's your security tape. That's reasonable doubt. The earlier rapes mean nothing (although they are fun to watch). Show that final willing love-slut tape and the jury believes you. Show that tape and her husband hates her, she loses her job, and her reputation is destroyed. Believe me, the initial rapes will be amazing. But it's the lovemaking at the end that you will really enjoy. When she spreads her legs and gives her pussy to you with a smile on her face... mmm, mmmmDAMN! Having your very own mommy-slut is a rare and precious thing. Take a look at my Rape Confessional Series for more pointers. Enjoy her dude, Jaz" I realized then that this was not merely theoretical. It would work. I could rape my mom and make her my sweet little cum-slut. It was up to me. I had the power. The only question was, would I use it? Talking to a guy like Jaz is kind of intense. He makes you think about shit, makes it seem so normal...you can't help it. I mean think about it. How many of you have ever had a serious conversation about rape? How many of you have had some encourage you to humiliate another human being, had someone willing to teach you how to do it and get away with it? I'm sorry but you just can't judge me, until you have. You can't say how you would have reacted until you're faced with it. After talking to Jaz a few times I knew I wanted to try rape...but I guess the thing that seemed wrong was raping my mother. I figured maybe I would get some little Frat-brat, sorority-slut stoned or drunk. I'd get her alone. Then I'd hold her down and rape her ass good. It made me hard just thinking about it. Until I talked to my mentor. "Dude, no way should you rape a stranger. Big mistake, it's much more dangerous. It just is not smart. First you gotta get her drunk, then you gotta get her alone. I promise you someone is going to see you hitting on her, or see her leaving with you. Here is the worst part. A stranger is going to feel less shame, and more anger at your violation. She is less likely to keep it a secret. Raping your mom or your sister is so much easier. You can get them alone anytime you want. You can slip something in their drink or food no problem. Best of all they will feel shame that you raped them. They will not want everyone knowing that their Son/Brother has fucked them. It will ruin the family name. A sister may confide in her mom, but a mother... You can fuck her safely, she ain't telling nobody. Especially if you have a blackmail tape." When he explained it to me that way I knew he was right. Besides, I had the hots for mother anyway. My dad and his friends are huge Penn State fans. They tailgate every home game weekend. They pile in a van Friday night and make the 5 hour trek to State College. Then they party hard all day Saturday, enjoy the game, get shit-faced, and come home hung over Sunday afternoon. Mom used to go but she got tired of hanging around a bunch of drunks, who kept hitting on her while burping and farting. She enjoyed the quiet time alone. Sometimes I went with dad, but not always. To be honest I'm not very close to him. No one was surprised when I said I had a hot date and passed on the trip. Mom was upstairs taking a bath. Yup just like clockwork she took a small carafe of wine with her. Only tonight I had added 6 Valium to the mix while it was in the fridge chilling. It was not enough to hurt her, but it would make her woozy, easy prey. I was busy downstairs collecting and then hiding all the cordless and cell phones. I then locked the doors, and put the chain and door brace on. Even if someone with a key came home they could not get in. Then I went in my parent's room and set up the camcorders. We have an old one and a brand new hand held. I set the timer for 20 minutes and aimed them at the bed from opposite angles. The new Viewcam was programmed to zoom in, hold for one minute, and then pull out every 2 minutes. The old Sony was just set to close-up, The Polaroid and digitals cameras were laying on the table for later. It was time. I could hear my heart pounding. I was tingling all over. I was really going to rape and then control my mother. She would be my cum-slut. She HAD to. I went and stood outside my mom's bathroom door. I could hear the water running for a long time. I wondered if she was playing with her pussy. I kept imagining Susan playing with her cunt, rubbing herself off in the hot water, her nipples peeking through the bubbles. On the other side of that door was my hot, horny naked, wet mother--whom I planned to rape over and over again this weekend. Finally I heard her get out of the tub. "Oh darn, I knocked my glash ober," she said in a drugged mumble. About 30 seconds later mom came to the door. Clearly she was out of it. She had not toweled off well, and bubbles still clung to her face and neck, She had not tied her robe and her tits looked delicious. We'd see. "Hey mom, how you doing?" I asked casually as she opened the door. She seemed surprised to see me. A few seconds later she realized she was flashing her son and tried to pull her robe together. "I'm fine John...um I did not know you were standing here. Sorry about that." she blushed a little. I decided to turn up the heat. "Mmmm I could not see much Susan, but you certainly don't have anything to be sorry about. Damn mom, you have one hot little body. C'mere, let me get a good look," I said as I roughly pulled her to me and opened her robe, staring at the fine forbidden flesh before me. She lost her balance and I had to hold her up. At first she was shocked, and let me look. I softly cupped a breast in each hand and looked her in the eye. Then her mind caught up her mouth and she jerked away from me sputtering. "What did you do! I can't believe you just did that. What is wrong with you?!" she shrieked. I grabbed her by the arm and walked her to her room before responding. Then I turned her around and wrapped Susan in my arms. "Mom, calm down. Don't be upset. I was just paying you a compliment. I can't help noticing how sexy you are, I'm only human! God you feel wonderful in my arms, but you are way too tense. I think you need a massage." I pushed my mother on the bed and forced her to lay down. Then I got on top of her and began to rub her body through the robe. She struggled at first, but quickly tired herself out. Here's where the drugs helped. She was drugged, a little dunk, exhausted from fighting me... and now was receiving a strong, slow, deep massage. Slowly she accepted it and let me have her body. I quickly stripped her robe off and undressed myself. I then straddled her thighs and began a more intimate massage. "Nooo, no stop. What are you doing? John no! Giddoff me! Slowly I slid a finger into my mom's pussy and began to tickle her cunt. One finger, two fingers... damn she was tight. I was an only child, and a C-Section birth. My dad had a small dick, and mom had never been stretched out properly. That was about to change. "God, you are tight baby, so fucking tight. Tell me how you want it. Pussy or ass mom. In your tight little pussy, or your plump little ass?" Mom was wiggling desperately underneath me as I stroked my fingers up inside of her. I could smell her juicing up. I used both hands then and peeled her ass apart, to let the air rush inside of her. "John, you are hurting me, you're raping me! My god I don't want to be raped, I don't deserve this! Your penis in my ass?!! John I'm in the fertile part of my cycle. Your dad and I have been trying to get pregnant...I'm not on the pill. You can't have sex with me. Please, don't make me have YOUR baby." I had not planned n this. I almost stopped then. I would have, except Jaz had me so worked up I could not. I had committed to following his plan to the letter. I wanted a mommy-slut. "I'm going to fuck you baby. I'm going to fuck you so good in a few seconds. If you want to pick the hole, do it now. Do it right now Susan, right fucking NOW!!" I roared. "Fine, my ass, my ass, do it in my asshole," she sobbed. "Ok little baby, I'll rape your ass. Just to show I mean well do you want me to lube you up, or do you prefer dry...ok mom, just kidding. I love you, I'll lube you. Here mom suck my finger, get it good and wet." I chuckled as I spread her ass open and began to finger fuck her. I made her slobber on each of my digits and then stuck it in her ass ten times. Trust me she was good and wet by the time I was done. I flipped her on her back, and made her put her legs on my shoulders. I wanted to see her face as I split her open with my fat 9 inch cock." Are you ready mom...oh damn you have a perfect ass. Thank you baby. Mmmm, uh, uh, uh, it's going in. Oh shit you bitch, your clamping me, keep it up mom, keep it the fuck up. " "OWWWW, please take it out, John it's too big, you're too big. You're ripping me, it's gonna tear! SHIIIIIT! I feel the blood. You ripped me, you son of a bitch! Are you happy now you ripped your mother. Uhuhuhuh, you're fucking me? You're fucking me anyway? You don't care, do you. It hurts, ow, ow, ow, huhhuhhuh," she wailed and moaned pitifully, sexily. As I always suspected fucking my mom was a perfect experience. Watching her face as I gave her pleasure and pain was incredible. Knowing that she was helpless, that I was in complete control, that I had it on tape! It was too much. I wanted to rape her longer but it was only about 7 minutes (damn not even a minute per inch!). "Take it slut, fuck you mom! Oh damn mom, you're making me cum. You dirty little slut you want me to cum in your bloody ass don't you? Well fine, take this cock and like it bitch. Uh, uh, uh, ARRRRRRGH! "I screamed as I pounded my mom's bleeding ass, coating her with a fresh load of son-cum. I needed a few minutes so I laid there with my cock still inside of Susan and began sucking her tits hard. Flicking and nibbling on her nipples. Soon my cock began to stir. Mom, I need to ask you a favor. I'm going to take my cock out of you in a sec. I want you to suck me off. I need you to clean up every drop of blood, and cum. Lick your blood off of me baby, show me that you love me. " I said as I pulled my bloody, cum covered cock out of her ass with a wet plop. Jaz said to scare her, shake her up. I figured this would do the trick. I just needed one more little white lie to break her. "Mom if you do this I won't cum in your pussy. Otherwise, you are having my brother/son." "You are sick, you need help. Why...? John why would you do this? I still can't believe it, my son just rammed asshole. Now you want me to suck your dick?!" "Mom, I love you, I want you to be mine. Don't cry baby, just obey me. Do what I tell you to, and it will be ok. Trust me mom, I love you." I learned something that day. My mom has a submissive streak. Oh, she's no sex slave, or any fantasy crap like that. But when backed in a corner, and a dominant male orders her to do something, she tends to do what he says. It explained why she put up with my loser father, She married him right out of high school. He's the only man who ever fucked her, the only man who ever dated her. I don't think either of us knew how much he affected her over the years. I know it surprised her as much as it did me. If you had asked me yesterday if my mom would EVER, under ANY circumstances suck my (bloody) cock, after I had raped her juicy ass...Puhleeeze, no way! But she did it. She was crying, and shaking, but when I told her she had no choice, she just gave in. "Please, John, don't make me. It's not fair, it's disgusting, oh god do I really have to? Can't I wipe it off first? Sigh...ok, I'll suck it, I'll clean it," she said as she got on her knees and nibbled my cock. I love the feel of my mom's warm, wet mouth and soft tongue bathing my cock and my balls. I held her face in both of my hands and pulled her closer. She was looking up at me. Her face was simply stunning, as her mouth was stuffed with my eat, and obscene slurps and wet gagging noises came out of her. I enjoyed her mouth for a good ten minutes, I had just cum and it was taking me awhile to reload. I was afraid if she made me cum now it would be hours before I could again. "That's enough baby. I'm so proud of you, stop sucking. Rest for a minute mom. Here, let me spoon you baby. I want to put my cock in your ass and just hold you for a while. Snuggle up close mom, do it. You have no choice. Good baby, now open your ass wide. Don't worry, I'm not going to fuck you. I'm just gonna slip it in and hug you, I promise." My mom did not say a word. She just obeyed. When I finally pushed my cock all the way in her ass I asked her if it felt good. "No. You are raping me John. I can't stop you, I have to do as you say, but NO! It does not feel good to have my son violate me." "Shh baby, I know. Be quiet and let me enjoy you for a while. Here I'll play with you clit and your nipples while I rest. Keep squeezing your ass on my cock mom. Mmm baby I love it when you do that," I whispered in her ear before I started licking it. Tit, ear, clit, ass -- my mom was getting overloaded in spite of herself. Slowly her ass began to rock back to meet my cock. I was not moving, only 3/4 hard. She was fucking herself on me! Then it happened: "Oh, oh, NO! Grunt, man, groan... uh, uh, uh. ARGHH!" my mom cried as she came on my cock. The camera was still rolling, so I decided to get a hot scene in. I pulled out of Susan's ass and laid her on her back. "Mom, open your legs for me. Do it, wider, wider damn it. I want to eat you pussy mom. I bet you taste sweet. Hmm, does dad do this for you? Does he pleasure you? Hell no, not a selfish bastard like him. Little-dicked prick, and he won't even eat your pussy? A pussy like this, trimmed, and fresh, and tight, and wet?! Damn it mom, it makes me mad. Well I'M gonna eat you mom. I'm gonna lick you, and suck you, and tickle and sniff and nibble your vagina until you cum all over my face. Then I'm going to do it again. Give me your pussy mom. Your son is about to taste your pussy... oh god mom are you WET! You're dripping, sopping, soaking wet. Mmmm, damn sweetheart, that's incredible, slurpppppp! Mmmhmm, yeah, mmmmm, give me all of that pussy, give me that tight, wet cunt. All night baby, I own this! Gonna find your g-spot baby. Huh, is that it? Yeah, told you I'd find it. Now I'm gonna suck your clit while I rub your hot spot. Do you like that mom?" "Nooo, please don't make me cum again. It's too much, eeek! John stop, I don't want to cum for you, not again, not ever! Oh shit, you're doing it. You're making me cum again!" she screamed and shook, and dripped all over my face. Taking my cock out of mom's ass had let me cool off quite a bit. I was not even half hard now physically. But mentally I was burning up. I wanted more. Every fantasy, every Jaz story, every sick, and twisted impulse had, I wanted to unload, to unleash on my slut-mom -- right now! Susan was reeling, in lust and shock, and I wanted her broken. "That's a good girl, such a good girl. Hold your ass open again mom. I'm cold. C'mon mom none of your bull shit, hold that fucking ass open. Mmmm thanks baby, we both need to rest for a few minutes." I had time, I figured about another hour worth of tape. If I did this right, I'd break her tonight, and then we could make love all weekend. "Just let me play with you mom, I just need a good snuggle. Nothing serious, it's just us baby," whispered as I lightly fucked my mom's ass while cupping her breasts. Her back was on my stomach now, and she was spread eagle. We stayed that way for about 15 minutes. If I felt myself starting to soften I'd thrust and grind my dick into her ass a few times and then hold it. Every few minutes I'd take a hand off her tit and play with her pussy. I was feeling horny again and wanted to make sure my mom knew she was my slut. This is the only part of my story that I find a little, er, um embarrassing. "Mom, I need to taste you some more. Straddle my face baby...no higher. No baby, not your pussy, I want your ass. I'm gonna eat your ass out, rim you good." "Why would you want to do that, that's disgusting John. No normal person would want to eat his mother's ass." "Mom, NOTHING about you is disgusting to me. I love you, I always have. I want to do this because I know it will make you feel good. Any man who claims to love you should be willing to make you happy. How can a man love you if he won't even suck your ass? Now just relax and let me lick you baby, surrender it, surrender that fine ass to my mouth," I said as I slowly sucked and licked and munched my mommy's muff and meat. The first baby assgasm hit her in just a few seconds. Soon she was bouncing on my tongue, slamming her ass down, grinding it into me. If you've never felt a woman's butt hole clenching your tongue while she cums and shakes and sweats...you just don't know what you're missing. My mother was exhausted. She had had several orgasms, and was still fighting the effects of the drugs. Emotionally she was a wreck, and all she wanted to do was curl up in a ball and go to bed. She was as weak as she was ever going to be. Puuurrrrfect. Mom, I need one more thing from you. I've proven to you that I love you. I do mom, I really do. Now I want you to make love to me. I want your pussy mom. I want to fuck your pussy with your permission. Give it to me mom. Do it right now, " I said in a calm dominant voice. I waited expectantly for her to open up her pussy and invite me in. But she didn't. It seems my mom had a limit. Having unprotected sex with her son during the fertile part of her cycle was apparently it. "No John, enough is enough. This ends here. You have had your sick fun, but it is over. You do not get to fuck me John. I'm not having your baby John. I'm your mother, get the fuck off of me, and leave me alone. SHAME on you John Ronald Pressman! SHAME!!" she shrieked at me. I was kind of hurt and a little confused. My dad gets to fuck her whenever he wants, she was even TRYING to have another child with him. He was half a drunk, treated her like shit, did not satisfy her sexually--but he gets to fuck her pussy anytime he wants and I don't?! Say it with me people: "Fuhhhuck That Shit!!" "Mom we've been so busy fucking you don't seem to have noticed the video cameras. I've got your slutty ass on tape enjoying your son's cock, and his tongue. Maybe the folks at church, dad, grandpa, grandma, all our friends, and your boss would all enjoy a copy. I'll download some film to the Internet, and e-mail a few million people. We can do that mom, or it can be just between us. I want your pussy and I'm going to have it. Give it to me, obey me you cheap slut." My mom started sobbing she had this trapped desperate look in her eyes. You can rape me, you sick bastard. I can't stop you. I know that. But John listen to me. I will never make love to you. I will never give myself to you. I will hate you John. If you make me do this I will hate you for the rest of my life. I wish you were never born. You don't have a mother anymore. You murdered her tonight, and you killed my only child. Do this and you are dead to me!" she shrieked. I heard her, I really did. A part of me was ashamed for what I had done, and was about to do. It's just that I was so damned horny. I was so worked up about being the star of my own Jaz story, and I had come so far--I had to finish it. I had to make Jaz proud of me. "Spread your legs mom, put them on my shoulders. I have not hurt you yet. Don't make me do it now. I'm dong it slut, I'm fucking you, because I want to. I want it on tape, I want you to know that I raped you." For some reason she refused to give me her pussy. I had to pry her legs apart and force my way inside. I think that made it all the more satisfying. The screams the kicking, her thrashing beneath me it was amazing! "I gottcha now, I gottcha mom. Take it slut! Do you like that huh? You like my cock in your cunt don't you. Fuck you are tight mommy. I love your pussy. Do you feel that? Uh, uh, uh, oh baby, oh baby damn. Are you my slut? Say it bitch, tell me you're my slut. I love you mom, oh shit! You're making me cum already. You sexy little slut, uh, yeah, yeah baby, yeh, fuck-cuk-cuk-cuk YES!!!" I bellowed as came deep down in the bottom of my mom's tight cunt. I laid there for a few minutes, kissing her, playing with her tits. It felt so good knowing that she wanted me gone. To pin her beneath me and force myself on her was intoxicating. Invigorating. I felt John Jr. Begin to stir inside her pussy again. She felt him too. "I'm going to keep fucking you until you make love to me. It's only Friday night mom. How many times do you think I can cum in your pussy before Sunday afternoon. 10, 15 times? I promise you mom, 15 loads of my thick spunk- cream and you are going to be pregnant. I'll give you a choice though. 15 loads or only 5. Make love to me mom, surrender your pussy to me, fuck me like a bitch in heat, smile, pose, fuck for the camera and you only have to do it 5 times. I'll be satisfied. If you are really good I'll let you scoop my cum out and eat it--but only if you cum too. If you don't enjoy yourself and cum like a good little slut, my sperm stays inside you. What do you say mom? 15 fucks or just 5?" My mom was quiet for a long time. Her shoulders were shaking and her thick blonde hair hid her face. Slowly she composed herself. My cock was still inside of her and was now fully awake. I was about to start fucking her when she said, "Do you promise to let me scoop it out if I cum? Maybe if I'm really good you can pull out and cum on my face, or let me suck you off? You'd like that wouldn't you. John please, be reasonable. You don't want to be a father at 22 do you?" Sigh, my mom knows me too well. God she really did want to keep my cum out of her cunt pretty bad. I love her, I'd meet her half way. "Susan, I'm going to cum in your pussy the first 3 times, period. No doubt about it. The last two are up to you though. If you are really good, and hot and a total mommy fuck-slut, I'll let you decide where I cum for the last two loads. After this weekend you can go back on the pill or fuck me earlier in your cycle. Ok... deal! Now shut up and fuck your man baby." Tears were leaking down her face as she plastered on a smile for me. She still cringed at my touch, still recoiled and shrank from my cock. But when I kissed her she kissed me back, she opened her soft wet mouth and let me suck her tongue. For the first time I heard my mom begin to moan and grunt for ME. Those special lust grunts that I had only heard her give my dad before, were now MINE. Her pussy slowly juiced up, and she was playing with her clit trying to cum. That's not RAPE, that's love. I could not wait to tell Jaz! EPILOGUE Well that's what happened. I fucked my mom all weekend long. No check that, I FUCKED HER on Friday. We made LOVE all day Saturday and Sunday. I have the tapes, pictures, and web pages to prove it. I sent Jaz the pics and video as he requested along with this e-mail and asked him to make this into a Rape/Betrayal story. I really thought he was my friend, that he would like it. Then he replied back all innocent and wants to pretend he knew nothing about it, that even though he told me to do it, it is not his fault. Jaz is not cool. He is an asshole and a faggot coward, and I hate the motherfucker. Fuck you Jaz, kiss my ass and fuck YOU!! END Author's Note: A word from Jaz: I got a weird e-mail today. I had been goofing around with a Reader. Some time ago. We talked a few times, I barely remember the details. He had asked for tips on how to rape someone, and since he clearly had an incest fantasy, I suggested he rape his mom and gave some pointers. I've done it a hundred times before with other Readers. I get a lot of mail. Most from people who like rape. Who want to talk about it. I mean, really. Who else can you talk to about RAPE. Your mom, your girlfriend, your best bud? Nope sorry, don't think so. For most people an anonymous rape writer is perfect. I gotta admit though, I'm kind of freaking out. The sick asshole says he really did it. He blames me for egging him on, says that I am responsible. Holy shit, please god tell me this guy is just messing with me. I write these stories just for fun, because I am really a weak pathetic man who has no life. I'm not proud of that, but it's the truth. Writing rape stories makes me feel good, powerful, but I would never really want a woman to be hurt because of me. Jesus fuck, I'm a Christian! I have to believe this is just a fucking story. I have to! As fantasy it's fine. I sort of like it. After all he did follow my rules. I polished his e-mail added a few details, touched it up and will submit it to all my usual free porn sites. It's the pictures and video that bother me. He's holding up a sign in one of them that says "I did it Jaz, I raped my mom. Thanks for all your advice, John". The woman is a hot blonde in her early 40s and she is either getting brutally raped or is one hell of an actress. Before you ask, no! You can't see the pics, I'm not taking a chance that they will show up in court one day. I hate dick-lickers but um, this time I'm going to add one. DICKLAMER: This story is not true. The author does NOT condone the fictional actions that are related here. Women are all pure, precious buttercup angels and must be treated with dignity and r-e-s-p-e-c-t. If you chose to read this story you are responsible for your own actions. The entity known as Jaz1701 is not to blame in any way. There now I can rest easy, Jaz ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life in anyway shape or form. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 22