My Mother's Dark Side

I kept stroking and stroking. I didnt stop, I couldn't even if I wanted to, I was too green and too excited to last long, I was almost past the point of no return and long past the point of caring. She opened her eyes and looked at me, her joy and disbelief gone now, replaced with a look of rough excitement. She clenched her jaw tightly and took violent panting breaths through her teeth. Her cheeks puffing out and she started massaging her tits together.

"Cum baby cum! Fill my womb!" She vented. She reached up and wrapped her hands around my throat digging her nails into my skin. "Do it you piece of shit!"

I lost it. That was all it took, I didnt enjoy being degraded and I hated her then for ruining the moment. I violently knocked her hands away from my neck and shoved my right hand down onto her throat as hard as I could, given I was off balance.

I saw the surprise and pain in her eyes as she began to cough and slap at my arms. I saw the moment of fear in her as I wrapped my hand around the neck. With my free hand I kept her hands locked by the wrists when she tried to buck me off her. I could see she was afraid, it showed in her eyes and it made me harder.

I pumped one, twice, three times, then the a final hard push. I came harder in that moment than I ever had in my life pumping rope after rope of cum into her. I was long and violent, animalistic. I growled and roared at her my whole body was pulsing. I squeezed my hand tightly cutting off her oxygen, every muscle in my body flexed and kept her pinned beneath me. Her face turned red and she kicked her feet wildly. I leaned forward keeping my face only an inch from hers. I could see that she was confused and unsure if she had pushed me too far. I liked the reversal.

She squirmed against me and for a moment I really thought about not letting go, but just as fast as my anger came on it left. What am I? Some kind of freak that gets off on this, like her? Do I have the same crazy she has? I released her neck and i got off the bed. I was feeling powerful and ashamed of what i had done. I couldn't stop looking at my hands.

Behind me My mother gasped for air, her hands grabbing her neck like they could open her airways faster. She took several long breaths to calm herself down and let her body go limp on the bed. After a few moments she seemed relaxed, her face was calm, she looked at me for a moment with uncertainty rubbing her neck where it was sore.

Then very slowly as she watched me, breathing in deeply, she smiled. Not a wide happy smile, the smile of a seductress, a manipulator, someone who felt pride in herself...and maybe in me.

"You're a real man now my son," she said as she looked down and examined the cum dripping slowly out of her pussy.

She rolled onto her back and held her legs in the air trying to keep the cum inside, she stared up at the ceiling.

"Go to your room now sweetheart," she murmured. "Before I get angry at you."

It seemed like an idle threat considering how easily I almost physically mauled her a moment ago, and i think she knew it. But this was new water to me and I didn't want to continue anymore today. I still had no idea what was happening around my home and the only thing I could do was retreat to my room.

I picked up my clothes and walked by down the hall. I stepped inside my bedroom and laid down on the bed naked. I was emotionally and physically exhausted. I closed my eyes only for a moment and drifted off to seep.

When I woke a couple hours later and made my way down the hall. My mother was in the kitchen talking to someone on the phone. She was laughing happily and nodding her head. Her long black hair was up in a messy bun and she was only wearing a tight tank top with nothing for bottoms. I pulled up a seat at the table and watched her, unsure if I should make myself something to eat but also wondering where her shirt came from, i thought she burned all the clothes. Maybe it was just mine.

My mother looked at me and giggled into the receiver.

"Yes he's right here...no he's fine, just a little confused."

She smiled at me, eyes filled with mischief, "Maybe one day, but I'll have to run it by him, he's something of a prude so far."

She turned away from me and began fishing around in the overhead cabinet. Her ass was on full display to me. I wanted to reach out and touch it but was pretty sure that was just the lust inside me stirring its ugly head. She turned around and caught me staring and smiled knowingly.

She blew me a slow kiss and moved back to sit on the counter, playfully spreading her legs and touching her sex. I started to avert my eyes but then remembered my decision from earlier this afternoon. She was my mother and i was trying to make her happy and fulfill the family legacy. I trained my eyes on her shaved pussy and watched as she slowly stroked herself while on the phone.

"No he did just fine, took some convincing and he still has a lot to learn, but he did just fine," she said.

I was starting to pay attention to what she was saying now and suspected she meant me. Was she telling someone about what we did? Isn't that what she didnt want? Who was she talking to?

"No he's not ready for that yet but he'll get there. Mmhmm, fucked me like a bull," She chuckled haughtily to herself, "Yeah I should know, I made that dick."

She giggled again, she was definitely talking about me. I was alarmed at first not knowing why she would ever tell anyone what we did. She was a little crazy sure but she was never stupid. She wouldn't risk telling friends or neighbors. She slipped a finger inside her pussy and closed her eyes.

"Oh yeah? Then what? Oh really? How big? Ha ha ha! mmhmm," she smiled. "Just a little bit."

Her head fell back and she stroked herself faster giving me a complete show of everything.

Despite my resolve from last night to commit to this, I was really blushing. After a few moments of this I saw her body tensed up her toes curling.

"Yeah, mmhmm, yeah," she whispered.

A small amount of clear liquid spurt from her lips onto the counter underneath her. I counted the seconds go by and she relaxed. She sighed and opened her eyes settling them on me.

"Of course, we have no secrets now," she said into the receiver.

She hopped off the counter and strolled to the fridge, "Well I don't think we need all that, he'll keep breeding me and we can talk about the rest later."

I looked down and my cock was rock hard, my mother took a drink from the fridge and turned around to see my condition. She smirked.

"Okay, I love you too, bye," She hung up the phone and pulled out the chair across from me. "So," she said as she sat down. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired," I told her. "But good."

Not wanting to upset her I decided to keep the conversation positive.

"You're such a good boy, baby," she said smiling at me. "I think we are going to have so much fun don't you think so?"

She leaned back in her chair and eyed me expectantly. I started to respond by asking her who was on the phone when I felt her foot on my leg. My mind immediately went blank.

"Good, good," I fumbled. "I think everything is good." Her foot rubbed it way up my leg to my thigh.

"Oh baby, I'm feeling a little blue, mommy needs something to make her feel better," she pouted.

Her foot found its way to my crotch and my hardon felt blissful with the pressure she used. She pressed into me massaging me with her toes. I coughed.

"Mom, listen I want to talk about yesterday," I croaked out. "I think we should keep this kind of stuff to ourselves."

She slapped her hand down onto the table. With her eyes closed she flexed her leg and pushed her foot harder against me, her frustration evident.

"Mom, stop!" I said trying to concentrate. "We need to talk about this before we go any further, I want to talk about boundaries!"

I had meant to explain the boundaries with telling other people about us, but she didnt take it that way or give me a chance to explain. She flew up from the table and her chair fell back onto the floor. She reached her hand back as far as she could and slammed it against my face knocking me back off my chair onto the floor. She followed me down and swung again at my head, and again hitting me with her fists and screaming at me.

"Boundaries?!?! There are no boundaries between us!" She screamed. "You're mine, mine!"

She crashed another fist into the side of my head, for a moment I saw spots and blood flying in the air.

"You dare to put your hands on my throat?!" she continued. "You fuck me and then you try to choke me?!?"

You think this is your house??? Its mine!?!?! You are mine!!" She shrieked and grabbed my dick. "This is mine!" If you ever try to leave me again I'll ruin your life!!"

She stopped hitting me and looked at my face, quietly composing herself and sitting back on her knee. My nose was bleeding and there were obvious scratches on my head. Places that were definitely going to bruise. I was shocked. She had slapped me before but never had she jumped on me and hit me. Never had she blatantly threatened my safety.

She looked angry, staring at something on my face like she was looking past me. For a long while she didnt move an I didnt dare speak or do anything. She leaned down and pressed her lips to mine. I had never kissed her like this.

Fear, anger, lust, boiling inside me. She reached down and wrapped her hand around my cock. I didnt want to but it began to respond. She climbed off me and stared at my dick. I stayed put, not moving just letting her do what she wanted. She looked at it like she was staring at gold, not blinking once. My cock was hard as rock and i resigned myself to whatever was going to happen.

"I have to have your seed," she whispered

She leaned forward and wrapped her lips around the head of my cock slathering it with saliva.

It was wonderful. She bobbed her head and stroked me with her free hand. it didnt take long I started to reach forward and tentatively wrapped my hands in her hair. She paused only for a moment and i held my breath, but she continued her menstruations. In a moment i lost control and came hard into her mouth. I unloaded several times and bucked my hips roughly and my mother kept her lips wrapped round me the entire time.

Finally, when I had finished she pulled herself free of me and brought her hand to her mouth. Slowly I watched as she let the cum pour out of her moth into her cupped hand. It seeped over the edges of her tiny fingers. She looked me in the eye and leaned back resting on her free forearm. Then in a slow methodical motion she spread her legs and began rubbing my cum on and into her pussy, slathering it against her opening and as far deep inside herself as her fingers could reach. I lowered my head to the floor and stared up at the ceiling.

"You see sweetie, you're mine, forever," she smiled.

This had all gone farther than any fantasy i ever had and into a dangerous place. I was positive now my once carefree mother had become dangerously unhinged. Clearly violent and prone to extreme outbursts, she was more possessive than ever. I wondered if it had been like this with my grandfather. Had she leaned this behavior by example? Of all the accounts she told me of him he had been quit loving and nurturing, never prone to extremes.

Over the next few days I did my best to obey my mother. She played with herself for the webcam in the day. She had me breed her when she was off. She was filthy, she would say the most explicit things and have me service her for more than just procreation. Sometimes while she ate at the table she would have me eat her and once when she was finished working out she forced me to jerk off into her protein shake. She just stood by and giggled the whole time. It was almost a delirious giggle. She said it tasted delicious.

When my mother wasn't giggling her head off and flirting with me and fucking my brains out, she was depressed, angry and abusive. There was no in-between anymore. When I told her I was worried about being a father and caring for a child she looked at me like I was physically hurting her, she picked up a knife and brandished it at me threateningly, she screamed that i didn't love her and that i was going to abandon her in her hour of need. She spent the next two days locked in her room Laying in bed in a depression.

They always say the crazy ones are the best in bed. I guess they're right. It was about three months into our perverse relationship that one day she ran into my room, naked, screaming and jumping up and down holding a pregnancy test. Needless to say I was having mixed emotions. It wasn't that I didn't want a child. I just didn't know what it would be like, And more importantly what it would be like with her.

My mother of course saw none of the concern on my face. She only saw her slave, bull, boy toy. She approached me with a smile on her face and a look in her eye. She tossed the pregnancy test on my bed and sank to her knees.

"You deserve a reward" she told me and wrapped her lips around my cock.

As usual once the pleasure began my fears and other concerns left. I was enveloped in warm wet pressure and suction. She stroked and sucked like she was sucking a milk shake through a straw. I told her I was going to cum as I started losing control and she pulled her mouth away from me. I launched blast after blast of cum onto her face and tits, leaving her smile glazed with think white fluids. As I fell backward onto my bed she lifted her tits to her face and licked them clean swallowing everything she could.

"Thank you lover" she whispered to me and climbed to her feet.

She left my room and me in disarray and I drifted off to sleep.