Disposable Mommy (m/f, strangling, incest)
A brief story about a son and his mother. Banged out in half an hour in response to a Discord request.
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Disposable Mommy
The banging downstairs told Jacob everything he needed to know. He sighed.
Best just to get it over with.
Stretching, he got out of his bed and walked into the hall. He was only wearing boxers.
“I’m home, baby,” his mother called drunkenly from the living room.
He walked downstairs and ran his eyes up and down the woman who’d given him birth eighteen years ago.
Jacob’s mom was young, fit, stacked, and wearing a dress that could best be described as an invitation. She hiccuped, swayed, and giggled at him.
“You’ll have to help me get the car tomorrow,” she said. Her cheeks were flushed with alcohol – Jacob was certain she wasn’t embarrassed about her behavior.
“I told you that you can’t keep doing this,” Jacob said in a hard voice.
“Don’t tell me what to do, Jakie,” she whined. “Let me have a little fun, will ya?”
He sighed again.
“You brought this on yourself,” he said.
She looked at him as he walked towards her.
“Jakie, what are you…”
He grabbed her by the waist and shoved her down on the couch.
“Jakie, don’t treat me like that, I’m your…”
“You’re a stupid, drunk bimbo, and I’m going to treat you like one,” he said.
“Jakie! You stop this at – OHH!”
He grabbed her skimpy excuse for a dress and tore it down the front. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath.
She slapped him, leaving a red handprint on his cheek, and he took her by the throat with his left hand, cutting off her protests. Clumsily, he jerked his boxers down with his other hand and kicked them away.
His mother’s eyes locked in on his erect cock and widened. Then Jacob took her throat in both hands, ignoring her weak struggles, and stepped between her legs.
He watched her face intently as he pressed his cockhead against her wet pussy. There was a complicated set of emotions there – fear, anger, humiliation.
But underneath it all, at the end of the day, Jacob’s mom was just a slut.
He thrust his hips forward, and a moan of frightened lust made its way out of her trembling red lips.
Jacob squeezed her throat tighter. She felt incredible around him, liquid heat and tightness, clasping his hard-rutting cock like a glove. Her legs wrapped around him, her hands still haphazardly beating at his strong arms as he bore down on her.
He couldn’t stop looking at her eyes. They were wide, bright, beautiful blue and now shining with terrified tears.
“You like that, Mom?” he growled as he raped her.
The faint, choking whine that came in reply only turned him on more. Her face was darkening, the physical exertion burning through her oxygen supply.
Jacob glanced down, taking in her erect nipples, the sweat on her body, the way her thighs shook. Releasing her throat with his right hand, he slid it between them and started to rub her clit.
With some of the pressure gone, the desperate little whining sounds turned to full-on moaning, rising and falling as he pounded her buttery-wet cunt into the couch.
“Gonna cum for me, Mom? You fucking slut.”
“Ghhhk!”
Her eyes screamed at him, begging him for something, but whether it was for her life or for him to keep fucking her Jacob didn’t know or care. He was totally consumed in his mom’s sexy body, in the tightness and softness of her, and in the glory of the power he felt as her life ebbed in his hands.
“Cum for me and die, you stupid bitch,” he whispered to her, squeezing as tightly as he could.
His mother’s face contorted, her eyes squeezing shut, then snapping wide open. Her body arched, flopping in climax beneath him, wasting the last precious bits of air in her lungs.
Her cunt clamped down hard, and as Jacob’s balls tightened and his white hot sperm splattered into his mother’s womb, she died right in the throes of passion.
He kept hold of her neck for long minutes after that, riding out the last twitches of her strangled body.
Presently, he realized that he was still erect.
Looking down at his mother’s still-warm body, he decided that he could have a little more fun before he cleaned up the body. There were red marks on his arms from her fingernails scrabbling for life. They were starting to sting.
He began to thrust into his mother’s dead pussy again.
He was going to get payback for a lot of things out of this slutty body before he was done.
Posted Aug 10, 2024, 5:10 PM UTC