“Oh, she certainly will be,” I said in a normal voice, “over and over,” the idea of fucking Mrs. Dieks’ Mom, who I didn’t recall ever seeing or meeting… but I was discovering that older MILFs were beginning to be my thing. They were all so needy… so obedient… so willing… such good sluts, and appreciative of my big fat cock.
“Who’s talking?” The mother asked.
“The television,” Mrs. Dieks responded, looking at me with shock.
“But that too sounded like it was right near your phone,” she said.
“Sorry, I just turned it on,” the slut adlibbed.
I asked, “Do you think she’ll succumb to my BFC too?”
“Well, turn it down,” she said. “And what’s a BFC?”
“I-I-I don’t know,” Mrs. Dieks stammered, getting flustered by my embarrassing input.
“You’re acting really weird,” the Mom said.
“I guess I am; I’m a little preoccupied,” Mrs. Dieks said.
I slapped her ass hard for using the word ‘little’ in my BFC presence.
“Sorry; I mean that I’m big time preoccupied,” she corrected herself.
“By what?” the Mom asked, as I pulled out and decided to use only her pussy juice for lube while I sodomized this bitch.
“The hammeriiiiiiiiiing, holy fuuuuuuuck,” she howled, as I slid my cock into her incredibly tight asshole.
“Karen!” The mother cried out, horrified.
“Sooooooorrrry,” Karen moaned, as my entire cock disappeared inside her ass.
“What’s gotten into you?” the Mom asked.
“Nothing, Mom, I’ve got to go now,” Mrs. Dieks gasped, hanging up on her mother as I began seriously fucking her ass.
“You asshole,” she accused, turning back to me angrily.
“No, I’m inside your asshole,” I corrected. “Plus, I was being nice. I could have ordered you to beg me to fuck your asshole while your mother was still listening.”
“True,” she said.
“So what do you want?” I asked, stopping while still buried deep in her ass.
“I want my asshole fucked.”
“Then beg,” I ordered.
“Please Kevin, fuck your dirty slut’s asshole before my husband gets home,” she begged, her voice so urgent. One thing she was good at was being a slut.
“And if he arrives while my dick is lodged up your shit hole?” I asked, as I began fucking her ass hard… this wasn’t a romantic fuck… this was strictly about my dominating and demeaning her.
“Then so what? You own all my holes, not him,” she declared.
“Which means?” I asked.
“That I’ll always do whatever you tell me, no matter what,” she answered with a moan of acceptance.
“Good slut,” I said. As I hammered away, I asked, “Is your Mom hot?”
“What?” She asked, completely flummoxed by the question.
“Is your Mom hot?” I repeated.
“I don’t know,” she answered. “I’ve never looked at her that way.”
“I think I’ll be sure to stop by and introduce myself when she comes for Thanksgiving,” I said.
“Oh, Kevin, no!”
I pulled out and said, “I thought we’d already made this clear: whenever I’m around, you fucking have no opinions.”
“But she’s my mother!”
“So?” I dismissed. “I’m sure she’s a nasty slut, too.”
“I can’t even imagine that!”
As I slid back into her asshole, I asked, “Would she believe her daughter would ever get fucked by a chubby eighteen-year-old in her own house while she was talking to her mother and expecting her husband home soon?”
“God, no!”
“Exactly,” I said. “All older women are sluts for big fat cock.”
“But not my Mom.”
“Glad to hear it. Challenge accepted,” I smiled as I sodomized her.
“That’s not what I meant,” she said, suddenly realizing what we’d both said.
“Regardless, I’m going to turn your Mom into a big fat cock slut just like her daughter,” I said as I really reamed her.
“Oh, God,” she moaned.
“Yeah, a Mom and daughter team of cum sluts,” I continued, knowing she was close. “Think she takes dick up her asshole too?”
“Oh, Kevin,” she moaned.
“Stop pretending. You want me to fuck your mother, you nasty slut,” I said, pounding her as hard as I could.
“Nooooooo,” she replied, although her loud moans betrayed her real feelings.
“You’d love to see your mother getting ass fucked and treated like a nasty old whore, wouldn’t you?” I asked, stopping deep inside her… postponing her imminent orgasm.
“Oh Kevin, please don’t make me say it,” she whined.
“Say it, or I leave,” I threatened, which wasn’t an idle threat, since I was willing to leave right now and go deposit my load in either my mother or Ms. Chan.
“Fine, you bastard,” she said, frustrated, but such an easy slut pushover whenever my cock was inside her, or frankly, even just within view, or truth be told, if I just offered it to her sight unseen. “I want you to turn my mother into an anal fuck toy, just like her cock-loving daughter.”
“See, that wasn’t so hard,” I said, and I generously resumed destroying her asshole.
Close to coming, and in her completely insatiable slut mode, she babbled, obviously wanting to impress me, “Oh fuck, Kevin… the things you make me do… for your big cock… anything! I’ll do anything… fuck my Mom in the ass… face fuck her big mouth… turn her into a cock-hungry cum rag… oh yes… Kevin… that’s so hot… your idea… so hot… to fuck my Mom… fuck her… fuck… fuck… fuck!”
That tapeworm sentence took her a good thirty strokes to get out… and a lot of heavy breathing… some hair pulling… and my furiously deep thrusts… but then her primal scream echoed through the house as her orgasm struck her… an anal orgasm that ripped through her without ever having her pussy touched, like only an anal slut for big fat cock could ever achieve.
Deciding to humiliate her even more, I kept fucking her until I unloaded in her asshole a couple minutes later, and then I reached for the cucumber in a grocery bag… pulled out my dick, and slid the cuke into her ass instead.
She’d been moaning as I filled her ass, “Yes, fill my ass with your big load,” and then she gasped as the cucumber arrived in her well-gaped ass, “What are you dooooing?”