Mom's Hidden Life, Ch. 03
**Note** This is a work of pure fantasy, and it contains elements of non-consensual sexual activity. If that is not something you are interested in, please consider reading my other stories. Always get consent from your partner before engaging in sexual activity. **
I tried to pass some time in my room, but all of my thoughts led me back to Mom. I knew her deepest, darkest secrets and they made me horny as hell. I had seen my mother getting railed by huge black cocks both in person and on video, and it was all I could think about.
I couldn't believe how our relationship had changed just in the brief time I had been home. I now knew that she was an insatiable cum slut who routinely got gangbanged and used as fuckmeat by some of the biggest cocks I had ever seen.
Feeling myself getting hard, I knew I had to deal with my feelings again. I fired up my computer and returned to my favorite porn site, but this time my focus was not on any of the sluts on screen. There was another object of my lust, and it was my mother. After the way I'd seen her - after the way she had watched me masturbate to her rough gangbang video - there was no way I could keep myself from thinking about her.
Something came over me at that moment. I stripped once again, allowing my hard cock to stand freely. I stroked it a bit, admiring it at its full length and girth. It was an impressive cock, I thought. Maybe not as big as what Mom had been getting, but nothing to be ashamed of. I exited my room and walked confidently back into Mom's bedroom, where she was lying on the bed idly scrolling on her phone. She raised an eyebrow upon seeing me back so soon, entirely naked, and erect once again.
"Back so soon? You really must enjoy watching my video."
"I do... but that's not why I'm here," I responded as I approached her on the bed. The slut still hadn't gotten dressed again from when we had been enjoying the video of her being gangbanged.
"What are you...?" Mom asked nervously as she tried to back away from me on the bed. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her to me, her tits jiggling lewdly as I wrenched her forward. Her face was inches from mine, her lips quivering.
"Just like in the video... you know what I want."
"No, I said we weren't going to d-..."
Mom's protest was smothered by me kissing her deeply, forcing my tongue into her mouth. She reciprocated after a few seconds of unsuccessfully trying to move away.
"Get on the floor. On your knees. Now!" I commanded Mom, trying to match some of the swagger I'd seen from her friends in the video.
"Absolutely not. I get that you're horny, baby, but I'm your mom. We're not doing that."
"Yes. We. Are. I know you can handle being slapped around, and I'm not afraid to do that if I need to. On your knees."
Mom complied reluctantly as she watched me through narrowed eyes.
"Open your mouth," I continued. "That's how I want to start."
"Honey, we can't do this. I know you're horny and worked up after seeing me on the video but we can't do this. If you're this desperate, I can call one of my girlfriends to help you out, but not this."
"This is the only solution. Now that I know what a fucking slut you are, I need to use you myself. You're already a dumb three-hole cocksleeve for strangers, so why not be the same for me?"
Mom's jaw dropped at what I had just called her. I took that chance to shove my cock in. She grunted in surprise and tried to keep away from it, but it was pointless. I had her by the hair and was shoving my stiff cock down her throat within seconds. Mom gagged for a moment at the beginning as I pushed deep, but within a short amount of time was taking me effortlessly. Her eyes were half-closed as I used her face, pumping in and out with an increasingly fast rhythm. I was facefucking my mother and she was just letting me do it.
I used her vigorously for several minutes. She never stopped looking up at me, and she never tried to resist physically. When I pulled out, she was barely even breathing hard. She used her hand to brush away a lingering strand of saliva between her lips and my cock as she stared up at me impassively.
"You like that?" she asked unenthusiastically. "You like fucking my face?"
"Fuck yeah. Can't believe how well you can take it. It's like nothing for you."
"You saw the cocks I'm used to, baby. Yours is pretty big, but... you know, not like
that
."
I have to admit this filled me with jealousy and just a hint of anger. No girl had ever said my cock was "big, but..." in my life, and here was my own mother saying it to me right after I had given her a pretty rough facefucking.
"Well, maybe you just need it a little harder."
I grabbed Mom's head with both hands and forced her down hard. She grunted in surprise but otherwise didn't seem put out at all. She didn't even gag as I started to pound her face. It wasn't even a blowjob really, but rather me jerking myself off using my mother's throat as a grip. Like before, she took it like a seasoned professional.
I had never done this with any woman before. I had never been so singularly focused on making a woman gag on me, and yet here was Mom essentially unfazed by it. Her throat could take any punishment I gave it, and it was starting to frustrate me.
I pulled out of Mom's mouth again, staring down at her incredulously.
"You really can take a dick. I guess that comes with being such a whore for all those black cocks."
"Don't call me a whore." Anger flared in Mom's eyes as she said this.
"Why not? It's true. If you can take a facefucking like that, you're a whore."
"Only Darren gets to call me things like that. And his friends when he lets them."
"Well I don't see any of them here. Right now, you're my whore and you'll do whatever I want, won't you?"
Mom's face didn't change, but her tone of voice acquired a deadly edge.
"Do whatever you want. Just know that I'm going to tell Darren everything, and I have no idea how he'll react to his property being treated this way."
"Look, just shut the fuck up and take my cock. So sick of hearing you talk." I went back to facefucking Mom as roughly as I could, growing more frustrated with each second that she didn't gag or choke on me. I was moaning and grunting from the pleasure of her throat while she she just there and took it calmly with her hands on her knees, waiting patiently for me to finish. Eventually, I knew that something else was needed for her.
I pulled my dick from her throat once more, a string of saliva dangling between her lips and the head. Spit covered her mouth and chin. She gave me a smirk that said
I told you
