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(Fdom/b, ped, nc, rp, v, inc) *** I was on my way home. Finally, after 17 weeks of training for the U. S. Army, I was going home for a bit of leave. I had originally told my bitch of a mother that I would never return, but my mind had changed. I had changed. Never again would I be afraid of her and her abuse. As my bus rolled closer to my hometown, I reminisced about one of those awful times... I was 12 years old and just beginning to notice girls in a sexual way. My mother and I lived alone. She was a good mom except for one thing. She would frequently punish me for ridiculous reasons, and her method of punishment was particularly brutal. Late one summer afternoon, I waited anxiously for her to return from work. I lay on my bed watching TV, not really paying attention to the screen, but instead worried feverishly. Mom had been on the warpath lately and I was baring the brunt of her wrath. My heart jumped at the sound of keys in the door. "David?! Where are you David?!" She yelled from the foyer. "In here," I said sheepishly. She quickly stomped to my room and began barking at me. She was upset about toys in the yard and told me I was grounded and needed to be taught a 'lesson.' She sat in my desk chair and removed her shoes and stockings. She was wearing a gray power suit with a shortish skirt. "Come here, David," she demanded. I did as she said. "You want to litter our yard with toys and not clean up? Then I'll teach you to clean! I am very sweaty and dirty from work today. Lick me clean." I hesitated for a moment. Mommy's legs and feet were shapely and beautiful and I could not respond right away. "DAVID, NOW!" She commanded. I snapped out of it and took one of her pretty, yet sweaty feet in my hands and began to lick the sole. I tasted bitter, salty sweat, but I could also detect the scent of her perfume on her ankle. Mom spoke to me, "That's a good boy, just like that." Her tone of voice always got sort of weird after I began touching her. For the next 10 minutes, I was made to lick both her feet and her legs up to her knees until she took it further. She stood over me as I knelt on the floor in front of her. She dropped her skirt and exposed her pussy. "Clean this too," she told me in a throaty voice. Her teeth were gritted and her pupils were large. I drew near to her crotch but froze up. I was petrified, confused, not understanding why my own mother would do this to me. Mommy was not a patient woman. She grabbed my head and forced my young face into her groin. Her pussy was hot and juicy with sweat and a different kind of fluid I did not recognize. I heard her moaning as she ground my face into her snatch. She pulled my head back a few inches and I thought I would finally be let off, but no. A hot stream of yellow piss erupted from her pussy and splattered my face. "Mom stop! Mom! Please stop!" But she only laughed… *** Five years later, I tried to stop thinking about it and get some sleep. Soon I would be home. I arrived around midnight and Mom seemed happy to see me. She was wearing a Victoria's Secret robe that hardly covered her breasts and fell short of concealing anything below her voluptuous buttocks. We talked for awhile but the conversation was awkward at best. There was a tension in the air and Mom was soon speaking to me in a condescending manner as she had done when I was a kid. We began to argue loudly and eventually were screaming at one another. She was furious that I was standing up to her for the first time in my life. "Don't you ever talk to me like that!" she said and slapped me across the face. I froze just like I did when I was little. "I'm going to bed," were her last words before she headed off to bed. I looked down at the floor, ashamed of myself for not being stronger. Shame turned to anger. I was pissed at Mom and had had enough of her abuse. I rustled up some courage and marched to the bathroom where she was getting ready for bed. I paused at the door when a familiar stench hit my nose. The smell of shit momentarily transported me back to a time when she had gotten extra nasty with me. I was about 13 or 14 when she came home from partying with friends to find me still awake and decided I needed punishment. I was forced to lay on the floor while she used me for a toilet. She filled my mouth wit urine and crapped on my chest, all the while fingering herself to a climax. This memory was all I needed to drive my vengeful fury over the edge. I busted the door wide open and entered the room. There she sat on the hopper, screaming at me, "Get out, you son of a bitch!!" I responded, "That's right Mom, I AM a son of a bitch." Then I grabbed her hair and turned her around to face the toilet. I held her down with one hand and released my hardening cock with the other. I watched as a piece of shit began to protrude from her bung hole. I placed my cockhead at the rim and pushed myself inside, forcing her feces back into anus. Mom yelped in pain and shock at the violation. Her shit acted as makeshift lubrication to help me bury my boner deep in her round ass. I began pumping away at her, remembering all the times we had sexual contact, and yet I had never been allowed to fuck her. Sometimes she made me jerk off in front of her as a way to humiliate me, but now, I was in charge. Mom wailed like a little girl and I was afraid that neighbors might hear, so I dunked her head into the toilet to silence her. I held her under for close to a minute and I became increasingly excited watching her struggle. I fucked her ass hard enough to bruise her soft cheeks and reveled in hearing her choke on filthy toilet water. Shit began to work its way out of her butt hole and splatter between our colliding bodies. I withdrew from her sore anus and positioned her on her butt with her back against the wall. She was weak and disoriented and could not resist, but that would soon change. I used a pair of nylon stockings that were hung by the sink to dry to tie her wrists to the towel bar above her head. "Hey Mom? Remember when you used to punish me by smothering me? Remember how you would sit on my face so I couldn't breathe?" I asked her. If I began to doubt what I was doing, I needed only to take trip down memory lane and think of all those perverted and cruel things mom used to put me through. "It's time to teach you a lesson, Mommy!" Her eyes got wide with terror, "Please, honey, whatever you're thinking of doing, please don't. I'm your mother, David" Talk about falling on deaf ears. Before she could close her mouth, my cock was making its way down her throat. I fit my entire shaft and balls into her mouth. Now she began to resist, but her hands were tied and her bare feet slipped in the mess on the floor. Her bloodshot eyes looked up at me pleadingly. "Oh mother, your face is so beautiful with my cock in it," I taunted. I withdrew and let her breath. She sputtered and gagged. "Oh god, please stop." I ignored her request and proceeded. I reinserted my penis into her reluctant mouth and began pumping in and out, humping her face like a pussy. Slow at first, then I increased my rhythm until my pace was near out of control. I gripped the towel bar and slammed into her mouth viciously, causing her head to crash painfully into the tiles behind her. I did not let up, not when her nose began to bleed or even when she vomited. Her throat made horrible choking sounds that aroused me to the point of insanity. I could hold off no longer. My sac started to swell and I knew it was almost over. "Oh, yeah. I got something for you Mommy! I got something for you Mommy! Her it comes Mommy!" I grunted like a beast as I released what seemed like a pint of cum into her mouth and down her throat. Mom kicked wildly beneath me as I pinned her head against the wall in an effort to drain every last drop into her belly. I lay down on the floor in exhaustion as my head spun. I looked over to see Mom break free of her binds and drop to the floor. Through the slop and filth of our inhuman lovemaking, she crawled over and pulled herself atop of me. Her face was soiled with blood and dirty water. She brought her face to mine and began to kiss me, sharing the disgusting taste of the pain I had wrought. Our wet bodies slid across each other as she placed my hard- again dick inside her pussy. "I missed you," she said, and she kissed me again. END *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 43