4 comments/ 380742 views/ 28 favorites Blackmailed Mom By: chhavi65 There she was lying on her back with her legs spread wide apart moaning away as my uncle pounded her pussy from in between her thick thighs. The sight was so remarkable, my mom, taking a cock up her cunt, getting fucked by her own brother. I had just come to get my assignment which was due that day. As I entered the house I could hear her moans which got me so excited, so I just peeked from the crack in the door. I could see them both sideways with my uncle on top of my mom fucking away. My mom's nightie was pulled up and her top buttons were open so her tits were hanging out for him to suck on. It was a quickie, they wouldn't try this for a long time. I also realised this and ran in to get my digital camera and got a few nice close ups and good shots of this erotic scene. I couldn't get my mind on anything the whole day. I jacked off, then again I jacked off and then again I did it. I was so horny looking at the pictures, seeing my mom spreading it our for someone other than my father. Well I didn't blame her, my father was out on his job trip for more than a year now, it must be making her horny and the closest was my uncle who would visit once a month to get us things we needed. The effect of the pics started wearing off after a while as I craved for the real thing. Well I had the pictures and they could be used. So I waited for the day when she was angry on me for some reason, I would have to get her angry so I could get myself to hate her so much so as to blackmail her. She was upset about the money I lost and I thought this was a good time to spill out everything. After dinner as she sat to watch tv, I went in and got the pictures and threw them in front of her. She was so stunned that she didn't say a word. She was just looking at me and I knew she understood what the consequences could be. I simply told her to getup and come close, I thought maybe she will yell at me or just walk away but she just obeyed me. This gave me new powers. She walked and stood right in front of me now I didn't know what to do. With some courage I just caressed her thigh over her saree from where I was sitting, she didn't say anything. I put my hands around her and felt her plump ass, oh so soft. My mom had closed her eyes now, this made me feel more comfortable. I turned her around and started lifting her saree with my trembling hands. Her white thighs looked so sexy as I pulled up her saree. I almost died of heart attack when I first saw her ass. Two big orbs, just sitting there to be caressed and squeezed. I held her saree up only till I finished admiring her wide panty covered ass. I pulled the panty in, into her crack so that I could see the whole ass naked. I ran my finger in her crack right down to her pussy. I then turned her around and told her to hold her saree up. She did as she was told. Now I could see her fleshy mound, all nicely shaven. I touched her lightly, then applied little more pressure until I couldn't help but squeeze hard. I put my finger in between her thighs lightly touching her pussy, she was so wet, she was dripping on my finger. I shoved my middle finger in her wet cunt hole, feeling the hot canal of love. Till now she didn't say a word but as I motioned her to kneel in front of me she said we shouldn't do this. I was so hungry for her till then that I didn't care. I said if you can lay it out for others I too wanted it. She knew better not to argue. She was now on her knees in front of me as I opened my zip and let out my hard cock. It felt so good to have my man out in the open. I started to open her blouse, releasing her tits too off her bra. I went crazy pressing her big boobs, pinching her nipples, yes she was moaning again. I was so charged up that as soon as I took her right nipple in my mouth I bit her. She let out a scream. I was going mad shoving my face into her cleavage and rubbing my face in between her boobs. I guess she was also horny by now as she took my tool in her mouth without forcing. She was sucking me off so good as I played with her hair. It was too good to have her soft lips sucking in my cock. I couldn't last too long and came right in her mouth. She gagged as she tried to swallow the whole lot of cum. I lay back exhausted. My cock was shrinking but the urge to have more of it was making me go for it. She thought it was over and got up and started walking away. I caught her hand and pulled her back. Once again I had to make her hold her saree up and now I made her sit on my limp cock. I made her sit in such a way that her legs were spread wide apart and her wet pussy was touching my cock. I made her rub her wet cunt over my cock and slowly again I started getting hard. As soon as I was hard I made my mom get up and put her hands on the sofa I was sitting so I had her ass facing me. It was difficult for me to fuck her face to face for the first time. My mom stood up and put her hands on the sofa back rest. I had her whole ass in view with her cunt lips hanging down. I came up from behind and squeezed her ass cheeks, spreading them and pinching them. I held my cock in my right hand and with my left parted her ass cheeks to place my cock right at her cunt lips. Rubbing my cock head there made it wet with her juices. Then it was all easy going up her cunt. Oh what a feeling. I bent her a little more and I could see her dark cunt lips around my cock as I started with a slow rhythm, shoving my cock in and out slowly. I was getting more excited by the minute. I held her waist as I pushed my cock in more forcefully. She started cumming at this moment, she was literally screaming. It made me feel so hot. My cock was so covered with her juice, making sloshy noises as I slapped her ass. I was at the brink of cumming again so I caught her boobs from behind and made one final shove spraying my cum right inside her belly. I just sat on the sofa and I don't even remember when I fell asleep but when I woke up I thought it was all a dream till I felt my cock with all the dried up cum and juice on it. I didn't talk to my mom about it and she also behaved as if nothing happened. So it was better left as it was. Just that when ever I get horny I just have to walk across to her room and get in bed with her and I have all of her to myself. Blackmailed Mom Ch. 02 ****** This is a sequel to Chhavi65’s story. Thanks to Chhavi65 for letting me write the story. Although not really necessary to comprehend this story, I suggest you read chapter one by going thru Chhavi65. Also, the author in no way advocates nor practices incest or non-consensual sex. ****** I had trouble sleeping one night; it was an unusually hot summer night. Normally I would have gotten something to drink but tonight I had a better idea. I walked over to my parent's room and lightly knocked on the door. I didn't bother to wait for an answer however; I just opened the door and walked in. My mom was lying on the bed, sound asleep. She was wearing a thin white nightgown that came down to a few inches below her knee. Her huge tits were straining the fabric, threatening to break free. She looked so lovely, sleeping so peacefully with her tits about to spill out that my cock grew harder. I hurriedly removed my pajamas and quickly but gently climbed on the bed. I parted her legs and raised the nightgown, only to be greeted by a pair of cotton panties. So I did the most logical thing for me to do. I woke her up. "Mom, wake up! Mom! C'mon, wake up." When she awoke from her sleep, her eyes went wide and almost screamed at me. "What do you want?" She said in an irritated tone. "We need to have sex." I stated matter-of-factly. For a few seconds, she just looked down and stared at my hard cock pointing straight at her pussy. "You mean you need to have sex." She said in what was definitely an I-don't-care tone of voice. "Your panties are in the way." I replied, ignoring her comment. She just stared me in the eyes for a couple of minutes. "Just get off me. Sons aren't meant to fuck their mothers." "And wives aren't supposed to fuck their brothers." "You won't get away with this forever." She grudgingly mumbled as she removed her panties. "Good, now your nightie." "No." "C'mon." "Try to leave me some dignity." "Mom, I'm going to fuck you and cum inside you. Taking your nightgown off won't make a difference." "I can't let you see me naked." She stubbornly replied. "I can't believe we have the same argument every time! Just take it off already." Mom shot me dagger looks before finally complying. "Good. Now, stroke my cock while I play with your tits." This time there was no argument as she promptly gripped my cock. Although I could tell she hated doing it, her soft hand and piston-like strokes still felt great. While my mom concentrated on my cock, my hands feasted on her round, fleshy globes. "Okay mom, guide me in." "Wait." "What now?" "I need to get wet first." "All right. But don’t use your finger, use my cock." She looked at me kinda strange. "I really need it bad, mom." I said pleadingly. "Okay baby." She said in a surprisingly gentle voice. We both watched as she rubbed her clit with the tip of my cock. After just a few strokes, I couldn't help myself and started humping her. "Not yet!" She said, stopping my penetration by continuing to hold onto my cock. "Please, Mom!" I begged. "Alright, but go slow first ok?" She conceded as she released my cock. As soon as she let go, I thrust the full length of my shaft deep inside her in one stroke. All my poor mother could do was gasp and hold on tight. And before she could react or say anything I fully withdrew and buried my cock to the hilt several times. By the time my mom was able to react, all she could do was moan as I speared her with long, hard thrusts. "Mmmmm..." "Ugh... oh yeah!... you... ugh... like it mom?" I mocked her. She didn't say a word, just turned her head away from me. She was humping me as hard as I was humping her. "Oh! You said you'd go slowly!" She complained, quite unconvincingly, in between moans. I didn't even bother to reply, I just kept pounding her wet pussy. It felt good to have someone to fuck every night. It feels even better when that someone has big tits like mom. But I'm sure it felt really great because I was fucking my beautiful mother. "Oh, mom! This feels so good!" "Just get it over with." She said even though she was writhing and bucking wildly, obviously holding back an orgasm. I just grunted and placed one hand on her big left tit. It felt so soft in my hand that it turned me on even more. I kept squeezing and kneading her large tit while I fucked her. Her eyes were shut tight now, as well as her mouth. But try as she might she couldn't stop the moans of pleasure that were escaping her lips. But I couldn't hold back anymore either. So I grabbed as much tit flesh as I could get in my hand squeezed real hard. Her eyes blew open and she gave a sharp gasp. She looked at me like she was real angry and was about to scream. But she wasn't able to say anything because as soon she opened her eyes, I started pounding her pussy as fast as I could and as hard as I could. I was burying my cock to the hilt. Mom's nails dug into my back, while she continued to stare me in the eyes. Just as her moaning started getting louder, she grabbed my head and buried my face in her pillowy breasts. Within moments she was screaming. I knew she was cumming when I felt her pussy clamp down on my cock. It was too much for me and I blew my load. I buried my cock as deep as it would go and shot rope after rope of cum in her. As the last spurt dribbled from my cock, I looked at my mom. She had turned her head again. "If you're done, please get off me and go back to your room." She said, her head turned and staring at the wall. I didn't move. I just stayed on top of her, groping her large tits with my cock still inside her. "Please get off." She still wasn't looking. "I want us to sleep like this, mom" I gave her tits a squeeze and tried to shove my cock further in to demonstrate exactly what I meant by 'like this'. She didn't answer and I just lay on top of her. We both fell asleep with my cock still inside her and my hands clamped onto her big tits. When I woke up the next morning, we were spooning. I had one of Mom's large tits in each hand. She seemed so peaceful I almost felt guilty grinding my cock against her ass. Mom must've gotten tired from last night, because she's usually up before me. I tried to see if she was awake, but she didn't react even when I squeezed her tits. So I kept kneading and squeezing her tits. But she still didn't react even when my squeezing was getting harder and harder. I thought she was pretending to sleep, thinking I would stop what I was doing when I realized she was asleep. I was a little annoyed at that. So I turned her over on her back, got between her legs, and shoved my entire cock in her pussy in one quick, forceful stroke. I had to admit, I was pretty impressed. She didn't scream, didn't open her eyes, heck she didn't even moan. It was very annoying. I got so pissed that she was just lying there pretending to be asleep, that before even I knew it I was pounding her cunt with the intensity of a stallion. I wasn't doing it for my pleasure either. I just wanted to hurt her, make her know who's in charge. I'd drive my cock inside her in one forceful stroke, pushing it as far and as deep as it could go. Then I'd pull out just as fast, taking it almost all the way out except for the head. In out, in out. I kept pumping and pounding her as hard as I could. I was so sure she wouldn't be able to walk straight for a week. And yet I still couldn't get her to so much as moan. And then, just as I was grabbing hold of Mom's large tits (one in each hand no less), I saw it. On the bedside drawer, right beside the night lamp was an empty glass - and a near-empty bottle of sleeping pills. My mind was racing. Sleeping pills - it kinda made sense. But why was it near-empty? If she had taken them last night it shouldn't have such a strong effect up to now, right? Did she take them just now? She couldn't have. Why should she, so early in the morning? And she would have woken me up if she got out of bed right? I was filled with so many questions. Doubts and fears were overflowing my mind. And yet, no matter what I feared, no matter how hard I was struggling with the situation I just kept pumping her. My lust for her was so maniacal, so consuming that even I was almost sickened by it. Almost, but not quite. Deep down, I knew this was wrong. I knew from the start this was wrong. But only at this very moment did I realize the depth and the magnitude of my lust. My poor mother lay there unconscious, maybe even dying, but all I could do, all I could think about, was keep fucking her. Was she dead? Dying? Was there still time to save her? Was there time for one last fuck before I rushed her to the hospital? The thought would have made any sane, normal man sick. My mother could be dying, but I had to give her a good fucking first before I could rush her to the hospital to save her. There are probably so many things wrong with that statement that you wouldn't know where to begin correcting it. But it was the strongest thought turning in my mind. I tried to stop myself, I really did. I tried to conjure images of my loving Mother. Reminded myself how she took care of me, how much she loved me. But each image would pale in comparison to how good it felt to have my cock inside her. All that I could think about was how fantastic her warm, wet pussy felt as I steadily pounded it with my hard cock. No matter how hard I tried I kept thinking about how fantastic her pussy felt, how erotic the sloshing sounds were, with each thrust I made. And so I kept pounding away at her cunt, kept kneading her large tits with each hand. I kept pounding harder, kept squeezing harder. I ravished her, used her, consumed her. I consumed her as my lust consumed me. An all-consuming lust that shrunk my world and my five senses to just the wet, warm tightness of her pussy and the pillowy softness of her large breasts. For me nothing else existed; just my mom, her large breasts and her tight pussy. For me, nothing else mattered except the extreme pleasure of her pussy gripped around my throbbing cock. Nothing else but the softness of her expansive breasts. Nothing else but the smell of sex that permeated the room, the carnal sound of my body slapping against hers, the sight of her magnificent breasts wobbling and shaking even as I held it my hands. I was in my own world, where the only need was sexual release. The sexual release that can come only from my mother's lush body. No other people but us. No other emotion but lust. No other purpose but the sating that lust. My lust. My cock in her pussy, my hands on her tits. Nothing else mattered, nothing else existed. And so I kept pounding, kept squeezing, kept ravishing my unconscious mother until finally I could feel my lust culminating. As I felt my lust about to explode, I rammed my cock as deep and as viciously as I could before burying my cock as deep within her as I could and flooding her with rope after rope of hot cum. I collapsed on top of her, worried about what I had done. Until I felt her breath on my ear. ***** All comments are welcomed. Please remember to vote. Blackmailed: Morning Fuck I was bent over, leaned against a wall. My shorts and underwear was around my ankles. I was covered in sweat from recently mowing his lawn. My shoes were grass stained and my shirt was plastered to me by sweat. But all I could think about was my neighbor as he fucked my asshole yet again. My asshole was quivering around his hard cock as it punished my insides. He had a hold of my hips and was fucking me hard and fast. Apparently he woke up horny, and why jerk off when you can fuck your blackmailed lawn-boy? I was on my third lawn of the day, which was his. I had woken up early to get as many done as I could. I will admit, I was a little worried about making too much noise and getting his attention. But I knew if he wanted me, he would just tell me so. I knew I would do what he said. He had three different recordings of me now: one of me jerking off as I stared into his window, one of him as he used my asshole for the first time, and one of him and his friend turning my into a cock slut. I had almost completed his lawn, before I saw him standing on his porch watching me. I stopped mowing and froze for a second, before dropped my head and continued mowing. I just kept my eyes on my work and tried not to notice him as he watched me like a predator. I had finally finished and turned off the mower, when I heard him call to me. I looked up and saw him holding a bottle of water. I said I was fine, and lied and said I had a few more lawn to do before I could call it quits. He smirked, then looked my right in the eyes, and pointed to his porch right in front of him. As if to say, come here, right now. I knew I really didn't have a choice and I was thirsty, so I walked up and took the bottle. I made sure to say thank you, before started drinking. I could see him looking me up and down, and paying close attention to my butt. He was wearing a pair of light pajama bottoms, and I could tell he was getting hard. I finished the water and again said thanks, but that I had to go. He smirked and said, "Why don't you come inside and cool down for a bit? You look like you can use a break." I said thanks, but that I had get going. I turned to go, when he cleared his throat. I turned back around and he said, "Maybe I wasn't clear. So now I'll just make it clear. I am horny. You are going to come inside and I am going to fill your tight asshole with my cock until I cum. After that, you can leave and mow as many lawns you want. You can even keep my cum buried in your ass as a reminder of who it belongs to. Now get in the house bitch." I lowered my head and did as I was told. He walked behind me and shut the door. He then pushed me up against the wall. I grunted at the suddenness of his push. He then pulled my shorts and underwear down to my ankles. Luckily I was covered in sweat already, so my asshole was already a little slick. He then shoved every inch of his massively hard cock up my tight asshole. I whimpered and jumped at the intrusion. He grabbed my hips and slammed hard. My face was pushed against the wall and my legs were spread apart. My hands were holding the wall for support. He thrusted his hard cock deep into my asshole and started to work me over with a fast speed. "I woke up horny, kid. And here you are. My little lawn-boy, always ready to take my cock. It's so nice to have a little bitch living so close to me. It really is convenient to just be able to pull you inside for a good pounding of your asshole. Don't you think, bitch? Isn't it great that you don't have a choice? Aren't you lucky to have a big strong guy like me, who has you at his mercy? I even give you time to recuperate after every time I use your asshole. No sense letting your tight ass get too stretched out, is there? That would defeat the purpose of having a bitch boy at my beck and call." I don't say anything. He apparently doesn't like that. He plunges his cock into me deep and hard a few times and smacks my ass cheeks as he say, "Answer me when I talk to you, bitch. Or I swear to god I will use your asshole every night. I will make you suck my cock at least twice a day. When I am done with you, you won't feel happy without a cock in your mouth or up your ass." I gasp and say, "Yes sir. It's great that I don't have a choice. I am very lucky to be at your mercy. Thank you for keep my asshole tight, sir." He keeps fucking my asshole and says, "That's better. That wasn't so hard to admit now was it?" I take what he gives me and say, "No sir." He apparently has things to do today, and is just looking to unload his seed, because he doesn't slow down at all. He is just using my asshole to get himself off. I am breathing hard at this point. My whole body is being wracked by his thrusts up my tight ass. He picks up more speed and grips my hips tighter. I know he is getting close to cumming. I clinch my asshole and hope he cums soon. He yells out, "Oh yeah. Tighten that asshole on my cock, you whore. Take my cum. Here it comes bitch. Here comes my man seed, all in your ass." At this he plunges his cock deeper into my hole, and sprays his hot cum deep inside my asshole. I can feel his cock jump as it squirts his seed into my used hole. He pumps my asshole a few more times to milk his cock. Then he pulls out and pulls up his pants. He smacks my ass and says, "Ok, bitch. You can go now. I'll call you next time I need to fuck something." He then leans in and roughly grabs my balls. I have not cum during this whole episode, so my balls are sore and full of cum. He knows this and hisses in my ear, "And the next time I ask you a question, you better answer. And when tell you do something, you better not give me any excuses." He squeezes my balls roughly again, causing me to whimper. He says to me, "You got that, bitch?" I nod and say, "Yes sir." He lets my balls go and says, "Good boy. You can go now." With that I pull up my underwear and shorts and leave. My asshole still quivering and his cum buried deep in my ass. Blackmailed Mother & Son The following is a work of fiction. My father was a bit of a tyrant and an abusive husband. As time went on he also became an alcoholic and impotent. My mother was a beautiful woman of 45, at the time of this story, who looked like Martha Stewart. She stayed with my father because she had been raised that marriage is forever. Her family also pressured her to stay no matter what. Her family were conservative Christians who believed the husband was the master and the wife had to obey his every command. I was 18 at the time when things were reaching the peak of their dysfunctional relationship. My relationship with my Dad was in its own way as bad as my mothers. Luckily my mother and I were best friends and had a very tight relationship. I never told my Mom but I also always found her the sexiest woman alive. I spent many nights jacking off to images of her. I didn't know but my father was also sexually abusive. Their relationship had started normally but overtime he became more and more abusive. Maybe it was because he was also a strict Christian who viewed his own sexual desires as dirty. He saw my mother's desires as something that initially attracted him but eventually became to look at them as something sick. Instead of not having sex, he started turning the act into something abusive. Little by little he started calling my mother names and insinuating that she was a whore and a slut. Sex became rough. He made her look at porno while telling her how sick she was for liking it. Later he started restraining her. He did not like her sucking his dick unless she was tied up because he could not stand the idea that she might do it without this. Eventually his guilt would lead to drinking and the drinking to eventually to impotence. By this time he liked to tie her up and use a dildo on her because he told her she was a whore that if he didn't do this to her she would fuck the mailman. By the time I was sixteen he started becoming jealous of me. In private he would tell her that she was a slut that was lusting after her son. At first he would just taunt her this way but as time went on he started making her telling him this while under restraint or he would hurt her. Then he would start to make her call out my name when he abused her with a dildo. What really embarrassed my mother was how much she secretly enjoyed this abusive game. For the first time she actually started to believe she most be a whore and a slut because the idea of fucking me would make her so wet and would make her come in explosions she would try to keep from showing her husband. Then there came the time when the abuse left the bedroom. Around the house she would tell her to stop looking at me. Or would ask her in a sick fashion what we had been doing whenever we were alone together. Then he started telling me to stop looking at my mother. Then to stop looking at her that way. Then to stop looking at my mother's tits and such. This led to calling us both perverts and psychos. His drinking became worse and he would go into fits telling her to admit she wanted to fuck me or he would slap her or shake her. When I tried to intervene, he would threaten to kill the sick bitch and she would tell me to back off. One night this lead to a fight where as I tried to protect my mother he said that since I wanted to fuck my mother I should. My mother tried to calm him down but he took out a gun he has and made her sit on the couch. Then he made me sit next to her. Next he got a camcorder he had and set it up and pointed it at both of us. He then told me to kiss her. I pecked her cheek but he told me to kiss her like a man kiss a woman. I tried to resist but he told us he would kill both of us if we didn't do what he wanted. I touched her lips with mine but the told us he wanted to see our tongues wrapped around each other. He made us do this for a long time while he said he always knew we were sick mother fuckers. He then told me to start playing with her breasts. After a while he told me to take her top off and play with her tits. Mom's nipples were stiff and erect and this set my father off even more calling her a sick bitch. He made me suck on them and while this was a sick situation I was also in heaven. He could see that I had a huge hard-on and he made my mother take it out of my pants and play with it. Once she touched it and played with it for a short while I was so excited that I came harder than I thought imaginable. Then he made my mother lick up my cum. He then took down the camcorder and told us we were both sick. He also told us that if we told anyone about this he would show the tape to everyone to show them how sick we were. My mother could not look at each other for a few days. Whenever we came near each other we would blush and not be able to look at each other. This was not the end however. A few nights later he went into another rage and brought his gun out again. Again he set up the camcorder. This time he made my mother take of her clothes in front of me. He made her rub her tits in my face. After making her tease me he made her lay down on the couch and spread her legs. He then made me lick her pussy. At first I tried to resist be he smacked me and told me he would hurt my mother. I then only tried to do as little as possible but he told me to get into it or he would go crazy. He made me lap her like a dog. I had to stick my long tongue deep into her beautiful pussy (you can't believe how gorgeous it was), suck her folds into my mouth, kiss her asshole, and suck her clit. He wanted to see lots of my saliva on her. At the same time he made my mother hold her tits and pinch her nipples. He also made her keep her eyes open and look at what her little boy was doing to her. He also made say things like "suck Mommy's pussy," "lick your mother's twat" and "eat mothers' cunt you mother fucker." During all this I could taste her pussy becoming wetter and wetter and I could feel the tremors running through body. It wasn't long before the tremors became earthquakes and she had trouble hiding her convulsions. This was again being enough for this night and he told us both to go to our separate rooms. Again my mother and I had trouble looking at each other but we would both try to hide smiles when we looked at each other. Also I noticed how her nipples would often be erect under her dress and I am sure she would notice the stiff one in my pants. Finally about a week later it started again. My father was in a rage I had never seen before. This time he made us both take off our clothes. He told us it was time I fuck my slut mother. He told me she had never really been his wife and that it was time I make her mine. He asked me (in a way I could give but one answer) if I wanted to make my mother my whore wife and I said "yes." He then asked my mother if she wanted to make me her mother fucking husband. He asked her if she would be my dirty whore for her whole life. She said "yes." He made us swear to only fuck each other, to be perverts with each other forever, and to never fuck anyone but each other again. We swore. He then made me put my hard big dick in her waiting pussy. She was so wet and slippery that my cock slipped in as if being drawn to a magnet. Against my mom's will she met my thrust with her own and groaned. Again my father made her say dirty things like, "fuck me my dirty little boy," "make mommy your whore my little motherfucker," and more. He made me say things like "your baby loves fucking his whore mother," "you like your son's hard dick mommy," and more. What my father didn't expect was that we soon needed no prompting. Soon she was saying things like, "fuck me son," "I love baby's big dick in my pussy," "pound your slut mother son," and more. I was saying things like "yes mom, your baby is fucking you and making you my bitch wife," "Mommy you little boy is going to fuck you ever night," and more. My father could also see how we were both getting into it. He could hear our grunts and moans. He could see that our inhibitions were falling away and that we were in lust with each other. Instead of abusing us he saw that instead we were both hornier than we had ever been and in a ecstasy that he could only imagine. We fucked like animals until my mother started cumming not just once either but many, each harder and more powerful than the last. In the end she was even yelling how much she loved her little baby and that she was now my wife. I was yelling how I loved her and wanted to fuck only her forever. This so incensed my father that he literally had a heart attack. I don't want to go into too much detail as to what happened after except to say that he passed away and we buried him shortly thereafter. He left us well off also. However, this is not the end of the story. The day after we died, we were home alone. It was evening and we finally had time to ourselves. She looked very small and scared. She told me how ashamed she was about all that had happened and that if I could ever forgive her. She was crying and afraid to look at me. She looked like a little girl. I was also scared but I told her that it was all right and that I loved her. Anyway I told her we now had a bond that few mothers and sons ever had. Finally I even told her that I felt we were now more than just mother and son. I told her that I felt like Dad had married us for real and that if she wanted me that I still wanted to be her husband. She then finally looked at me and a small mischievous smile crossed her lips and she said "you mean your whore slut mother wife." We then fell into each others arms and ripped our clothes off each other. "Fuck me son," she yelled "make Mommy your slut slave"... and I did. We soon moved away from our screwed up relatives and now live as husband and wife. My father's abuse stripped us of our inhibitions that until this day, 10 years later, we still fuck like bunny rabbits, occasionally we swing with others that don't know we are mother and son, and do anything nasty we can think to do with each other. Eat your heart out all you mothers and sons that can only dream about it.