I would like to thank all those who enjoyed the first part of the story and your comments are much appreciated. As I said in the first chapter some elements in this story might upset the more sensitive readers. If not then read on! As usual constructive criticism is welcome.
With a shrill scream Samantha woke up from the nightmare she had, her bright red pyjamas totally drenched in perspiration. She sat up shivering in bed and stared at the rain streaked window, her eyes brimming over and yet despite all the sweat and tears, where she felt wettest was between her legs.
After her encounter with the strange man that came to visit that afternoon she was too shaken to leave the house to visit Granny. Her mother had returned soon after and was furious but Samantha didn't tell her about the visitor and claimed instead to have come down with a huge headache. Her mother wasn't very sympathetic. She had dragged her by the hair into the bathroom, kicked up the toilet seat and after relieving herself, dunked her head several times in the bowl. Then she flushed it on her. That night she was told to go to bed without supper.
She shivered. She couldn't sleep again, she was too scared. She had to talk to her mom even if she was an evil bitch.
She stripped off her pyjamas and looked for something else to wear. A smile played over her lips. Time to give mama what she wants, she thought darkly.
She pulled on a small red top and an even smaller pair of red briefs which barely covered her pubic bush in front and disappeared into the crack of her ass at the back. As she ambled out of her room and down the corridor her huge breasts wobbled and jiggled with every step she made. The top came down low in front and showed off most of her cleavage and her thick, stiff nipples looked ready to poke holes through the soft fabric. She looked like a real slut, she mused, as she walked up to her mother's room and pushed open the door. Her mom would freak out. With her heart hammering violently she walked into the darkened room where a shape could be made out on the bed at the corner.
Samantha was shocked to find her mother sleeping naked. She lay spread out on the bed, her ivory-white long, silky legs thrown wide. One arm curved above her head while the other reached downwards, her hand on her crotch, one finger still inserted in her vagina that glistened wetly in the pale moonlight that flittered through the windows.
She had been masturbating. The dildo lay nearby, sticky with dried saliva and cum. Her face actually looked beautiful in her sleep, gone were the frown lines that usually creased her long face and her silky mane of jet black her lay in a messy halo around her head on the pillow. Samantha thought it would be a shame to wake her. But she couldn't go back to sleep again. She was afraid she wouldn't wake up.
She bent over, grabbed her mother's smooth round shoulders and shook her awake.
"Mom. MOM!"
Her mother woke up with a start, her dark eyes going round with fear.
"What! What is it?" she rasped, sitting up straight. It didn't seem to bother her that she was naked.
"I can't sleep" Samantha said, pouting her full, luscious lips, "I had a bad dream. Can I stay in bed with you?"
Her mother's eyes became even darker.
"You mean you woke me up because..." she started to hiss before she started to notice what her daughter was wearing. Her voice faltered and her eyes widened as they began to roam over Samantha's voluptuous body. Her eyes lingered on her splendid cleavage.
"Well, tell me about the dream you had" she said as she reached out to grab Samantha's wrist and pull her closer. She pushed her daughter on her naked lap and Samantha found her massive breasts level with her mother's face. The bristly brush of her mother's black pubic hair felt prickly to her baby smooth bottom.
"Well, I remember being in the middle of the forest on my way to Granny's house. I was being followed. I couldn't see him at first because it was so dark but he started following me and I started to run. I was so scared."
"I see" her mother said as she put an arm round her daughter's waist while the other arm rested on Samantha's broad thighs, "Then what happened?"
"Then he caught up with me and he looked very frightening. He was half man and half beast. He kinda looked like a werewolf, a bit like the one in that Michael Jackson video. Also he had the biggest, longest, thickest... er... penis I have ever seen!"
"Really?" her mother said as she trailed her long, spidery fingers along Samantha's inner thighs. She gritted her teeth as her mother's long, cold finger nails edged gradually towards her panty covered mound which was pulsating with heat. The other hand had crawled over her wide hip and up her side. It caressed and squeezed her exposed skin as it went along. Soon it would be under her top and touching her bare breasts. Her nipples hardened in anticipation.
"Yes, and despite the fact I was so scared, I was excited too. I had never seen such a huge cock in my life; it was as thick as my wrist and almost as long as my forearm and criss-crossed with veins. It was slick with cum. I think he had been masturbating while watching me and I knew from the way he looked at me with his mad eyes that he wanted to mount me there and then. The worst thing is that I would have let him because I was so horny and I badly wanted that cock in my mouth. I wanted to taste that slimy ooze that covered his enormous, obscene penis and watch it drip from its bulbous head into my mouth. But I became scared! I couldn't possibly survive that thing entering my tight little pussy. It would tear me in two! So I ran."
"Well, I guess that would be the wisest thing to do" muttered her mother, breathing heavily as her hands minutely explored Samantha's body, "Apparently you wouldn't be able to take on a cock that big."
Her fingers had found her mound and were kneading them. Two fingers curled and pulled the material aside and slipped into the wetness. Samantha gasped and bent forwards pushing her breasts into her mother's face. She saw her mother's long aquiline nose disappear into her deep cleavage. Then she felt a tongue, wriggling wetly between her breasts.
"He gave chase..." Samantha continued her story as she felt the front of her top inch downwards and felt her engorged nipple disappear into the hot wetness of her mother's mouth, "He caught me easily too! Then he ripped my clothes off and forced me on my knees.
Then he grabbed my head and pulled me towards that monster of his. The head was so big! He pulled me still closer till it was touching my lips and I had no choice but to open my mouth and accept it.
I had to stretch my mouth really wide and it was still so hard to take it all in but he certainly wasn't gentle about it. I thought I was going to suffocate!
He made me suck that monstrous cock of his till I was gagging for breath then he bent me over a fallen tree and took me from behind. I really screamed a lot. It was excruciatingly painful but felt delicious at the same time. I kept cumming over and over and over..."
Her mother's fingers were moving in a blur in and out of her slit, the room was filled with the sloshy, sloppy sounds of her drenched cunt. The other hand had slipped under her top and was now massaging one large boob, kneading it like dough and pulling and pinching the long, stiff nipple. Samantha clenched her teeth at her mother's brazen violation of her body and could only gasp and groan as she felt her delicates being ravaged.
"Then what?" her mother panted, as she started to massage the other breast. She wasn't being gentle at all. She seemed to be trying to squeeze milk out of it.
