Diogenes - Sex Stories

Diogenes

... This is, ughhhh ughhhh, this is twisted enough as it is.”

Verbally she was objecting, but it didn’t escape me that her eyes were glued to my swollen member. Her face was flushed, as was the part of her chest exposed by the neckline of her dress. Her right hand hadn’t left it’s place between her legs, and was now rubbing her clit in broad circles as Dio relentlessly lay into her.

“I can’t believe my own son would do this. Force me to fuck the dog in front of him while he jerks off. What the fuck is wrong with you? Where did I go so wrong? How did I raise such a fucking pervert? I can’t believe this is happening to me.” Mom kept going on and on like a broken record. Despite the words, something in her tone told me she was as much talking dirty for her own benefit as genuinely castigating me. She was still crying, though. I let it go for a while, somewhat enjoying the thrill of having my mother describe the compromising situation she was on, but eventually I got tired of it.

“God dammit bitch, you don’t know when to shut the fuck up do you?” I said, sliding out of my chair, “Here, let me give you something better to do with that filthy fucking mouth of yours.”

With that, I grabbed the back of mom’s head and shoved my dick into her panting mouth. At first she tried to pull back, and smacked my thighs ineffectually with her palms, but I held on tight and jammed my cock back as far as it would go. It felt so good in her mouth, warm and wet, and the feeling on my ...

... cockhead as it hit the back of her throat and she started choking was pure bliss. I held it in place for several moments, watching my mother’s eyes get watery and her face turn a vivid red, then purple.

When I finally thought she had enough I released her head and let her mouth slide off my dick. Thick foamy spit covered my cock, and left a trail between my shaft and her mouth as my mother slid off and began coughing. After she had stopped gagging and taken a few deep breaths I slapped her across the face, bringing her head back around to my cock. She got the message as I grabbed fistfuls of her hair and started ruthlessly fucking her throat like it was a pussy.

Dio hadn’t let up in all this time, and now my mother was strung between us. It felt so good to use her mouth for my pleasure. Every time I thrust into her throat she was pushed back against Dio, and every time Dio thrust into her cunt her face was smashed down onto my cock. What really surprised me though, was mom’s response. I suppose on some level I had expected that she would just give up, go catatonic and allow herself to be used. I'd read somewhere that's often what victims of sexual assault do. Instead, the longer we pounded her the more she seemed to get into it. As I absolutely abused her throat I started feeling her tongue running over my shaft as it was in her mouth, licking the underside, tonguing the hole, occasionally darting out from under my cock to swipe at my tight balls. I could feel the vibrations ...