Motherfucker: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 3

... the front of her crotch.

Mom walked around to my side of the bed, and ordered me to sit up. Then she explained to me, "Now I want you to stick the end of it in your mouth and give it a liberal coating of your saliva. The more, the better."

"Mom, you don't have to do this," I begged her.

"Oh yes, I do. Otherwise, you'll never learn. Just remember. I'm doing this because I love you. Now stand up, turn around, and bend over the side of the bed. Oh come on, Carl. You know the drill. Spread your legs apart."

Mom moved in behind my butt to place the very tip of the saliva-coated head of the dildo up against my asshole sphincter.

"Mommy, please don't do this to me," I pleaded with her.

"I pleaded with you too, do you remember? But that didn't stop you from going ahead and fucking me in the ass, now did it?"

Mom leaned her hips foward to press the head of the dildo up against my asshole sphincter until it finally gave way, allowing the whole length of the dildo to slide up into my rectum.

It literally took my breath away for a few seconds. And then I realized that the dildo felt really good inside my rectum when Mom was just leaving it in place. What I didn't know yet was that I wouldn't feel the same way once Mom began thrusting the dildo in and out of my asshole.

I mean, the pulling the dildo out part actually felt good to me, almost like I was taking a dump. But the inward thrusting part was making me cry out in pain during each forward ...

... thrust.

As Mom ignored by cries of pain, and continued to slowly and relentlessly thrust the full length of the dildo into my rectum, she said to me, "Good! Now I hope you're realizing that a rectum and a vagina were designed for completely different purposes. A rectum was designed to be a one-way exit, whereas a vagina was designed to have a two-way function. This hurts like hell, doesn't it?"

"On shit yeah!"

"If you think this is bad, you ought to try it with hemorrhoids like I've got. Anyway, if I were to keep thrusting away at it, your asshole would eventually relax and expand to stop fighting the dildo. But it still wouldn't feel that good to you. It just wouldn't hurt anymore."

Mom pulled the dildo out of my ass, and ordered me to turn around to face her.

"Do you see all the fecal matter sticking to the head of this dildo?" Mom said, holding the dildo right up to my face.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, you're lucky that I don't make you lick it off with your tongue. You've got to understand something about being a woman. Way back when I was a very young girl, my parents taught me to wipe my asshole with toilet paper after I've finished taking a dump, but to only wipe from front to back--instead of also wiping from back to front--so that I don't accidentally get some of my own fecal matter up into my vagina, and possibly give myself a bad infection that would require medical attention, at the very least.

Then you came along a few minutes ago, and by sticking that ...