Motherfucker: Part 2 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 2

... smiled. She had an evil grin on her face that I will never forget.

And then Mom turned to Sofia and said to her very loudly, "Take your fucking pants off now, you little Mexican whore! It's time to show us that nasty

panocha

of yours."

"Yes, ma'am," Sofia replied softly, and then obediently pulled down her blue jeans, and stepped out of the leg holes, before doing the same thing with her panties, and then standing back up straight to let us get our first look at the front of her bare crotch.

Mom and I both stared at the front of Sofia's dark-brown pubic hair-covered crotch for a few moments, and then Mother announced loudly, "My God! That's one hairy fucking pussy, woman!"

And Sofia said defensively, "I can't help it if I'm a Mexican-American woman, and I've got hair all over my body, and in places where I don't want it. I even have hair that grows around my nipples, and I have to shave my upper lip every so often, or I'll grow a mustache, which isn't very feminine-looking at all."

"So I guess it sucks being you then," Mom remarked sarcastically. Then Mom told Sofia, "Pick your panties up off the floor and give them to my son, so that he can sniff the crotch-lining, and then later, keep your dirty panties as a souvenir. So whether you like it or not, you're going to be going home later today without any panties on under your pants."

Sofia leaned over and scooped up her panties from the floor with her hand, and then deposited the wadded-up panties ...

... into the open palm of my hand, before she stood back up straight again.

While I was busy visually examining the soiled crotch-lining of Sofia's plain-looking cotton panties, and sniffing away at it to smell her leftover pussy aroma, my mother said to Sofia, "Tell my son why you're here today,

puta

."

Sofia turned to me and said so quietly that I could barely make out her words, "I'm here to let you shave my pussy and then fuck me."

"Oh, come on. You can talk louder than that. Belt it out, and be proud of being the little Mexican whore that you truly are, deep down inside," Mom egged her on.

"I'm here to let you shave my pussy and then fuck me," Sofia said to me, much louder this time. Then she turned to Mom and asked, "There. Was that loud enough for you?"

"The real question here is, 'Was that loud enough for

you?

' You've been so repressed for so long by that fucking husband of yours that you're afraid to speak up for yourself. I want you to proudly scream it out at the top of your lungs. Can you do that for me, Sofia? Can you be that perfect little Mexican whore that I want you to be?"

"Yes, ma'am. I can," Sofia said to Mom, and then turned to me and screamed the words right at my face, "I'm here to let you shave my pussy and then fuck me."

"And why are you letting Carl shave your pussy?" Mom asked Sofia.

"I'm doing it, because you asked me to."

"And why are you letting Carl fuck you?"

"I'm doing it because I'm feeling horny as hell, ...