Succubus Master Pt. 09

"Am I bigger than my dad?" I tried my best not to explode inside of her. While I was getting constant sex from all of my slaves, the fact that I was having it with my mother just made the experience feel otherworldly.

"So so big," she gasped as I sank another inch inside, not answering my question.

"What were you to him?" I demanded, stirring her insides.

"I'm was his, his, his sl..." she couldn't seem to finish her sentence as the pleasure from my cock was bringing her over the edge

"You were his slut?" I asked, finishing her sentence while driving more of my cock into her, this time a little more forcefully.

"Yesss, yes I was. I was his slut. He made me do things I'd never ever done before." She was nearly screaming, and my sudden thrust almost made her come again.

"Really, how so?" I asked, stirring my cock inside her, trying to go deeper.

"I, I I met him when I was at my lowest," she said, panting as she felt her insides being rearranged. "After my sweet Jonah passed, I was depressed and alone for so long with only your baby sister for company.

"Oh so big," she gasped before continuing the story. I paused, and found myself facing the strangest decision of my life: to keep fucking my mother, or to ease up so she could tell me a story about my dad while my giant cock was still inside of her pussy.

Ultimately, I decided in favor of the story - or at least the version of it with fewer interruptions. I found a comfortable middle ground between fucking and just letting her squeeze herself around me, and silently urged her to continue.

She said that every once in a while, the loneliness would get to be too much for her. She couldn't often get away, but when she had, she'd gone out hunting for cock. On one fateful night, she'd run into my father. He'd been a passerby, but she could tell that he was the life of the party. She'd fallen for his great looks and his silver tongue. Before she'd even realized what was happening, she'd been back in his hotel room, where he'd proceeded to fuck her into oblivion. Ensnared by him and his cock, she'd become his slut, or more like his little sex slave. Whenever he'd called, she'd come running. He'd taught her everything she'd needed to know about how to please him, and in return, she'd felt a euphoria that she'd never even thought possible. She'd been an addict, and he'd been both her supplier and her drug, all rolled into one. It had been fine for her, but then, one day, he'd just left - no warning, just gone. The only thing he'd left behind had been a handwritten note that he was going back to his home. She, of course, had been devastated for having been abandoned once again, but that feeling had been short-lived. She'd soon discovered she was pregnant with me. Deciding to not feel sorry for herself, she'd devoted herself to raising both me and Liz all on her own.

She'd done an amazing job at it, in my opinion, but still, those hadn't been the only two things my father had left behind. He'd left behind that addiction - the itch deep inside of my mom that only he could scratch.

Well, or so she'd thought for so very, very long.

My mother told me that she'd come to crave sex like never before. She'd managed to hold off for years, but once I had entered kindergarten, and Liz the first grade, my mother had found herself with a sudden surfeit of free time. As she always said to me, idle hands are the devil's playthings.

With nothing to occupy her time, she'd given in to that itch - or rather, the quest to try to scratch it. She'd tried everything she could: hands, hairbrushes, produce, and finally, sex toys. She even told me that she'd tried the biggest dildo imaginable. The Colossus was five pounds of pure silicon that stood at a whopping sixteen inches tall. Four inches of that was just the base and balls. She said it had been the only thing that came close to my father, but still hadn't been enough.

She would go out and find men that could help satisfy her needs, and maybe even fill the hole in her heart. She'd put up ads and profiles everywhere, and had sought out every kinky group of people she could find. She'd participated in masked orgies, and had even made herself the star attraction of an all-out fraternity party at Morrison university while I'd still been in high school. She'd been our town's secret slut, and had quickly and quietly moved her way through every bit of it that would have her - which had been, as it had turned out, most of it - trying to find someone to scratch that itch.

Finally, after all those years, she found someone: me. So with every fiber of my being, I looked down at her and said with as much conviction as I had within me:

"No more."

"Wh- what?" my mother gasped out loud as I halted my advance. My cock was three-fourths the way in.

"No more going out," I growled at her. "No more hooking up. No more strangers in the night. No more other men." My jealousy and lust permeated my skin and entered hers.

"From now on, I am going to take care of you. I am the one who will satisfy all those lustful urges that well up deep, deep, DEEP, inside you." I groaned once again as I forced my cock even deeper inside her. She gasped and clung to my arms, as the sensation of being full was starting to become too much for her, but her body would not give up on obtaining what it wanted.

"I'm going to take ownership of you," I declared to all that could hear. "From now on, your body, your mind, your heart, and your soul will all belong to me"

As far as I knew, there was nobody else home. I didn't care. I wanted whoever was listening in heaven, hell, or the NSA to know it. I began to build up my mana within my core, readying it to perform the enslavement pact. I felt my mother's body tremble as my words began to settle into her. She knew from that day forward that she was mine, but instead of pushing me away, she clung to me even tighter.

"Now," I said, grabbing onto the sides of her hips, "I'm going to fuck you into absolute oblivion. I'm going to fuck you so hard that my face will replace every male lover you've ever had - even my father. I'm your only one - the one man who should always be on your mind. Now, shall we begin?"

"OH GOD!" my mother screamed as I started to pound into her. Her whole body moved as I tried to sink every inch of my cock inside her now-soaked pussy. She was at a loss, as she felt more pleasure in one going than she'd ever had in a lifetime. I knew that because I'd gone into her mind placed every single mental command that I always place within my slaves. As soon as they settled in, my mother's pussy clenched down tight around my shaft, as a wave of unimaginable pleasure started to overwhelm her, sinking her further into the madness of ecstasy. She was a sight to behold as she surrendered herself to it.

"Oh baby, I didn't know, I didn't know having sex with you could feel, this, this, this GOOODDDD! She screamed out the last word as she reached another powerful climax - one that was even more powerful than the last. Her pent-up frustration, her decades of dissatisfaction, and my new mental commands all converged. She was on a hair trigger. She was more sex than human. Rayna had been right about her all along, and I wasn't angry about it anymore. I was fucking thrilled.

"Your cock is so BIG. It's stretching me out soon, GOOODDD!" She nearly screamed again as she let go of my arms and grabbed the bed sheets right behind her. That made her movements less wild, which allowed me to thrust even further inside her. She was gone. All her thoughts of how wrong it was to sleep with her son were likewise gone. In their place was only lustful desire - the desire for more. More was exactly what I gave her.

"Hmmm, well if you like it so much, then why don't you ride it for a while?" I said as I curled my arms around her back, and, with little trouble, flipped us around. I was on my back and she was on top of me.

"Yes baby, I'll ride this cock," she purred, kicking off her heels. "I'll ride it until I cum all over it, coating it in my mommy juices." She got into a squatting position, and started riding my cock like a barrel racer, grabbing and squeezing it with her pussy the whole time.

"Fuck, Mom, I didn't know you could move like that," I groaned. My mother was riding me with strength and endurance that I didn't know she had, and it felt fucking fantastic.

She didn't reply to my remark as she was focused on one task and one task alone; riding my cock until something gave.

'Damn, she truly is a succubus at heart,' I groaned in my head. But while her pussy felt out of this world, all my attention was focused on the two bouncing breasts right in front of me. In a fit of desperation, I reached out with my free hand, freed one of them from their confines, and latched onto it with my mouth.

"OH BABY, HMMM!" she gasped then purred; her pussy now squeezing me like a vise as I sucked on her breast. "You haven't breastfed in years... and it still feels good. Hmmm."

I detached from her nipple with a loud pop. "Did you enjoy breastfeeding, Mommy-slut?" I asked.

"Oh yes baby, Mommy did, Mommy did," she chanted. "Mommy would get so horny while her baby feasted on Mommy's milk-filled breasts. Sometimes Mommy would even touch herself while you sucked on them. Mommy was a very bad girl." She groaned as I latched onto her other nipple.

"Yes you were, and Mommy should be punished," I growled through clenched teeth, not wanting to let go of her rubbery nipple. I went with a classic, reaching down and spanking her plush ass.

"Hmmm, yes baby, spank Mommy, Mommy's been a bad girl," she gasped once again, loving the wordplay. Every time she said the word 'Mommy,' her pussy would clamp down on my shaft. Not only that, but with every slap of her soft yet juicy ass, her pussy would clench even harder around my shaft, milking it for the sweet cum it was about to release.

"Baby, I'm truly impressed," she panted out, her fatigue starting to get to her. "Most of my lovers would have come by now, you're truly amazing." I wasn't too thrilled hearing about her previous lovers, but my ego swelled when she mentioned how much better I was.

"Well, I am no ordinary man," I replied, "but I think it's time I make you forget all about them." I grabbed and maneuvered her until she was on all fours. It took me less than a few seconds to get back inside her, but once I was, I was on full tilt, trying to jam as much of my cock into her now-stuffed pussy, and she was loving it. She wailed, moaned, and gasped as I thrusted nearly all of my cock into her.

"This pussy, this body, everything belongs to me now," I said once again. "I am the only man who gets to have you - who gets to fuck you." It was time; all that mana I'd been holding within my core was released all at once. That sudden rush of energy carried its way into her, and in turn, solidified the enslavement pact between a mother and her son.

For the very first time, I felt like I was truly enslaving someone. With Rayna, there'd been a necessity. With Ella, there'd been mutual respect and consent. With Azura, there'd been ancient magical traditions at play.

With Mom, it was different. There was a violence, selfishness, and heedlessness at play that set the twin fundamental wrongs ablaze with sexual energy: the wrongness of slavery, and the wrongness of a son sexually enslaving his own mother. My desire to claim her was an overwhelming feeling that screamed out at me from my very soul. There was still a part of me that knew it was wrong, but deep within me, I knew it was right. It was water on a grease fire. Just as I felt both wrong and right, I felt both completely in control and gloriously, furiously out of control at the very same time.

Strangely enough, my mother seemed to think everything was right with the world too.

"YES, BABY! I'M YOURS, I'M FUCKING YOURS!" she screamed out. "I BELONG TO YOU AND ONLY YOU! I'LL BE YOUR SLUT! YOUR WHORE! I'LL BE WHATEVER YOU WANT ME TO BE, JUST PLEASE DON'T STOP FUCKING ME!"

As she announced her surrender to me, the mental chain that I'd thrown finally solidified, and the enslavement collar began to take shape around her neck.

"What is this?" my mother gasped in surprise as she felt the shift in weight around her neck. I didn't give her time to think as I reached out and grabbed onto her collar.

"A symbol that shows you're mine, that I own you, mind, body, and soul," I commanded in a gruff voice. A shiver went through her body - one of both fear and excitement. I knew that eventually I had to tell her everything: that I wasn't just her son anymore, that I was a half-breed demon, that Rayna was the one who had changed me, and that everything in her life was about to change. I knew it would complicate things, and it all could have been avoided if I just made her my pet instead of my slave, but I wanted her. I wanted her to be mine - to be like Rayna, Ella, and Azura. I didn't want her to sleep around with other men. I knew it was selfish, and that my life would be even more complicated, but I also knew it was the right thing. I also knew that to make my mother accept the new world I thrusted her into, I was going to have to fuck her to absolute oblivion, and reach far deeper than any man before me. So I thrust harder and harder, my mother making no noises but groans like a feral animal. Then, just as I was about to sink the very last inch of my monstrous cock inside of her, I came across her cervix. I was at the very end of mom's canal.

"BABY!" she screamed out as the sudden impact caused her to climax right on the spot. Her already-wet pussy got even wetter.

"Fuck," I grunted out as I tried to bury that last inch of cock, but every time I did, that same barrier wouldn't let me go.

"Fuck, baby your father never reached this far," my mother groaned as she came down from her climax. I was still trying to stuff my entire cock set inside her, but it was no good. It wasn't that she wasn't mentally ready for it, but that she wasn't physically capable of taking my entire cock. It was weird, as I had never had that problem before. My cock would always morph into my lover's desired shape, from the right thickness to how long it reached, to variations in the size and shape of its head, but it seemed my mother's true desire surpassed her own fragile, mortal body.

"Fuck," I groaned once again, wishing that she would just take that one last inch, so I could feel my mother's shapely ass against my groin like all the other girls'. I could have shrunken my cock, but that would have defeated the purpose of growing to fit her desire - to have the ultimate cock. So I gritted my teeth and tried to will my way inside her. I reached inside her mind, hoping to find a way to complete my task, but what I needed was not to change her mentally, but physically. So I pushed hard inside her, both with my cock, and with our newly-formed bond.

My power inside me roared as I willed it to try and find that solution. For a while, nothing happened - well, except that my mother was thrashing around as the consistent beating of her cervix caused her to have one orgasm after another, practically nonstop. I refused to give up, though. I kept pushing and pushing. Finally, something happened. I'd flouted the definition of insanity. I pushed through another barrier - one I'd never even tried to find inside any of my other slaves. Instead of just 'seeing' my mother's mind, I discovered that I could 'see' her body.

The best way I could describe it was like that hologram projector Tony Stark used in Iron Man when he was designing his suit. It was a silhouette of her body that showed me everything about her, like the fact that I knew she was on birth control in the form of the new arm implant. I knew everything about her body, and what it could do, but I knew deep within my subconscious that that wasn't the full scope of my new unlocked ability. While I was still plowing my mother, I began to go over her body in my mind, pouring my power into her, and with a thought in my mind, I did the impossible.

"Baby, oh baby...how... how are you, shit," she gasped out loud as I sank half an inch deeper inside her. I was expanding her pussy to fit the cock of her desires. I wasn't just master of her mind; with my new ability unlocked, I was now master of her body.

"Baby, oh baby, baby please don't stop, won't stop," she pleaded as I slowly sank deep inside her, then the moment finally came. Her soft yet very shapely ass was now against my pubic bone, not just touching, but pressed hard against it. She went off like a firecracker.

"BABYYYYY!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, a river of her juices now flowing down her pussy, and all over my cock, which was seated nicely inside her. I will admit that I was a hair's breadth away from cumming deep inside her, deeper than any man before me, but I held strong.

"How does it feel taking all of me?" I asked while leaning close to her ear. She now lay face down on the bed; all strength had left her arms and legs, and the mother of all orgasms was running through her body.

"I feel you. I feel you in my womb," she panted out, her throat parched after her lengthy screaming session.

"And?"

"And it feels heavenly," she said in an almost dreamy state. But that bliss was cut short as I wrapped my arm around her and lifted her, not once letting my cock escape her divine pussy.

"Baby what are you doing?" she asked as she was now laying on top of me, her back to my chest.

"You think this is over. I still haven't cum yet, and I always wanted to try this," I said as I reached down at her spread legs and pulled them towards us. I was going to attempt a full nelson that I saw in many pornos.

"Baby, I don't think Mommy could do that," she said with a bit of a wince. "She isn't as flexible as she used to be."

"No backtalk," I growled.

She was right, though. I felt the resistance when I pulled her legs back, but luckily I had a new ability to experiment with. I reached inside like before, and, with a little more mana than last time, I loosened all of my mother's joints and brought back her limberness from when she'd been the same age as me.

"Baby how are you doing this?" she asked in surprise. "I feel no pain." I encircled her legs and brought my hands to her head, engaging the nelson and making her feel small.

"I told you I own you now," I growled again, "and everything belongs to and obeys me - even this sexy body of yours. Now shut up and let me enjoy my little cock sleeve."

I didn't give her time to respond. I truly did begin to use her as a cock sleeve, pulling her up and down on my shaft. She went wild. She moaned, groaned, and said some dirty things, but what she said the most was,

"Don't stop!"

When I tilted her head down just so she could see how much of my cock was going inside her, she gasped in surprise.

"Baby, I can see your cock, it's poking out of my stomach," she gasped. When I bottomed out inside, the tip of my cock would bulge out near her belly button. "Soooo deep."

Hearing that was the final straw for me. I began to thrust hard into her, my cock scraping hard against her G-spot thanks to the position we were in. My cock then began to swell up once again, making me a little longer, and thicker. Mom gasped out in surprise, clearly feeling it.

"Baby, are you going to cum? Are you going to cum inside Mommy?" she asked both with trepidation and excitement.

"You betcha," I said. Out of nowhere, I recalled a line from some erotica story I'd read online. "From now on, you are going to be my three hole cum slut, open and ready to take my thick loads."

"Oh god, oh god oh god," she said as she neared yet another climax. I nearly laughed at myself; God would probably not have condoned the scene that was happening in that room, but I didn't care. After a dozen more hard strokes, I unleashed a torrent of potent cum deep inside.