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Click hereI grabbed her arms and held them tight to keep her from hitting. I moved myself on top of her to keep her body under my control. I then looked into her eyes, as I said so tenderly: "Let's just call it circle of life, mom. What goes around, cums around?"
Before she could say anything, I started to kiss her. I kissed her hard. I was not done with her yet. I was in control. I had the power over her. Such power meant that I could fuck her at will and I wanted to fuck her a few more times—a few more thousand that is. This wasn't my sister, who would only let me fuck her once and then pretend like nothing had happened. This was my mother, and something did happen. I wanted to make sure that what did happen, happened again, and again, and again.
I was out of the Virgins Club, had picked up the scent of another woman, and was on my way to have my fill of this pussy; and no one was going to stop me.
It was rape, plain and simple. No entertainment value there.
I don't think the violence was justified by his desire. You don't rape your mom, or any other woman for that matter.
...but still enormously exciting! This is a typically fine contribution from Mr. Dude, a highly talented writer. The hero of his story is a strong well-built boy who like all boys has a deep interest in his mother's cunt. Specifically, he aims to shove his big stiff prick up mom's twat and blow his hot young balls up the same twat he came out of. His mom yells, "I am your mother. How could you come inside of me? How could your sperm be where you yourself once were?" Well, ma'am, the answer is simple. It's what all sons want down deep. They want to shoot their creamy sperm up their own birth canal, their mommy's twat. Your boy's just more aggressive about it than most. You should be damn proud to have such a single-minded son, fiercely determined to unload his young balls and flood your motherly cunt with his warm semen. Come on, lady---soon you'll be begging your young motherfucker to plug your twat twice a day!
this story was great, you totally remind me of khaled hosseini the author of the kite runner.