Diogenes - Sex Stories

Diogenes

... had a provocative implication. The way he followed her around sometimes with a certain glint in his eyes. The way he nuzzled up against her as if asking for something. The way she would let him bury his snout in her crotch for just a little too long before pushing him away. All of that, combined with how easygoing she had been the evening after I caught them in the act made me realize the obvious. That wasn’t the first time they had done something like that, and it wouldn’t be last. My mother’s sexual relationship with the dog was ongoing.

Something about this pushed me over the edge. I was a horny guy living with a knock-out slut so desperate for cock she’d cross the species barrier. If she was willing to do that, why shouldn’t other lines be crossed? Why shouldn’t I cross them? My Mother was a whore, and rather than get upset about it, I would take advantage of it.

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I waited for a night I knew Kate would be out to make my move. She was going to some party and told us not to wait up for her, so I knew I’d have plenty of time. If she came home at all that night, it would be extremely late and she would be extremely drunk. I waited in my room once she left to be sure she was gone, then called for Mom.

“Hey Mom, can you come in here for a second? I want to show you something.”

“What is it, sweetie?” Mom said, sauntering in. She was wearing another light sundress, this one had a floral pattern, and I took a moment to appreciate her figure with ...

... anticipation.

I motioned her over to my desk, then pointed at my computer screen as I pulled up the first photo. Mom’s smile froze and she turned white as a sheet. Blood rushed to my ears, and for a moment time seemed to stand still. I clicked to the next picture. And the next. And the next. Image after image of my mother getting railed by our family dog filled the screen. Finally, she unfroze.

“David! What on Earth is that!? Where did you get these!?” she asked.

“I took them the other day, I came home early. I guess you didn't notice me. As for what they are, well, you’re in them. Why don’t you tell me?” I said.

“Delete them at once young man!” she exclaimed, “It’s completely inappropriate for you to take pictures like that. I can’t believe you’d spy on me like this! You’re in big trouble!”

Mom’s face was bright red and her hands were trembling. She was using her best you’re-in-deep-shit tone, and for a moment it almost worked on me. But then the reality of the situation returned to me, and I laughed out loud.

“This is no laughing matter David Charles Greenfield! I’m serious!” There was now a pleading edge to her voice.

“Let me get this straight,” I said, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye and stifling a guffaw, “I’ve got photographic evidence of you fucking a dog. I have a video where you beg Dio to, how did you put it? Tear up your bitch pussy with his fuck-knot? I caught my own mother red-handed molesting our god-damned family pet, and you think you can ground me ...