Mom thought she could get away with grounding me. I was 18 and could do whatever I damn-well pleased. I was going to show my mother who was the boss.
Climbing into her window late at night as she slept peacefully, I raped my mom as she struggled and screamed. Her helpless cries urged me on and her desperate tears were delicious.
She would be my cum slave whether she liked it or not.
I was sick and fucking tired of mom telling me who I could go out with. She didn't like Melissa or Amy or Stacy. No, none of "those' girls were good enough for me. Fuck that shit. I was 18 now and I was going to do whatever the hell I wanted.
And what I wanted was to teach mom a lesson - one she'd never, EVER forget.
I waited until just the right moment - a couple hours after she went to bed - and climbed up the ladder to her room. I'd left her window open just a crack to facilitate my dirty deed and had no trouble getting inside.
I stood at the foot of mom's bed and admired her beauty. For 42, she was pretty fucking hot. All my friends commented on her - especially her big, floppy tits. They loved that.
Pushing aside all thoughts of right or wrong, I grabbed a pillow and gently placed it over mom's face.
With a start, she awoke. Trying instinctively to scream, the pillow prevented that. I leaned down and whispered in her ear.READ MORE
"Mom, I'm here to extract my revenge. From now on you will consider me the man of the house. You will be my cum slut, my cum slave, my cum receptacle. Your thirsty cunt will drink down every last drop of my seed and beg for more. Understood?"
I removed the pillow and she screamed.
Her jaw shut hard when I slapped her across the face.
"My God, Billy! What on earth --"
"It's master!" I slapped her again. "I told you, I'm exacting my revenge. For far too long have you ruled my life. Now I rule yours."
Mom stared uncomprehendingly at me and I set to work, throwing off the covers and ripping her nightgown right from her mature body.
"Wow!" I whistled. "Greg and Dan were right. You've got a hot body. I'm so going to enjoy ravaging it."
Mom screamed again and tried to get up, but I pinned her down. I pressed my face to hers and kissed her passionately on her lips. She squirmed and wriggled and kicked, trying to get me off her, but there was no way I was backing out now. Like they say: in for a penny, in for a pound.
"Why are you doing this!" She struggled to move her wrists, but I had her pinned hard to the bed.COLLAPSE