I gathered up the man’s clothes and tossed them out the door and then went back into the living room where my mother was sitting on the couch and crying.
“Blow me a kiss will you?” I said as I pulled down my zipper, “Well kiss this” and I pulled out my cock and shoved it in her face. I reached out and grabbed the back of her head and pushed my cock by her lips and began to face fuck her.
“Remember all those times you smiled at me and licked your lips? Well tonight you are going to get a taste.”
It only took me a minute to shoot off in her mouth and she had to gulp and swallow my load to keep from choking. When I started to go soft I just pushed my cock deeper into her mouth and kept working it until it started to get hard again.
“You like being a whore so much, you like cock so much that you are an unfaithful slut two-thirds of the time dad is gone that I’ve decided to really degrade you” and I started to undress.
“Scream, scream you fucking bitch, scream like I’ve listened to you all these years. Scream for me just like you did for all the others who have fucked your worthless cunt.”
And scream she did. It took a couple of minutes for her to get around to it. Minutes during which she cried and said that it wasn’t right, but the cries turned into moans and the moans turned into screams; screams to fuck her harder, screams to push in deeper, screams to fuck her and never stop and screams begging me to make her cum. Her legs were locked around me and her nails were dug into my ass and when I finally shot all I had into her she was begging me not to stop. I was still in a rage and I pulled my softening cock out of her and stood up. I grabbed her arm and pulled her up off the couch, picked her up and headed for the stairs.
“Wha… what are you doing?’
“I’m going to take you upstairs and fuck you until you bleed.”
“No, no, on the couch, but not upstairs, not upstairs, please.”
She tried to break away from me, but I ignored her struggles and carried her into her bedroom and dropped her on the bed.
“Oh no, oh God no, not here, not on your father’s bed.”
I crawled up on the bed and she scurried away from me until she got to the headboard and had no place to go. I moved across the bed toward her.
“No, please no. Not on your father’s bed. Anywhere but here. I’ll let you fuck my ass, I’ll suck your cock, I’ll fuck you for the rest of the time you are home, but please, not on your father’s bed.”
“If I want your ass I’ll take it and the same goes for your mouth. If I want to fuck you for the rest of the time I’m home I will and you won’t have any say in the matter. As far as this being my father’s bed is concerned, so what? You are his wife and that hasn’t stopped you from being used by half the men in town.”
I grabbed her legs and pulled her to me and I fucked her for the second time that night. I fucked her three more times that night and listened to her scream before leaving her to go to my own room to go to bed.
In the morning she was in the kitchen when I got up. She wouldn’t meet my eyes and for some reason that pissed me off. “Get your ass over to the table and lean forward over it.”
“Why? What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to give you a good morning fuck, now get over there.”
She moved over to the table and did as she was told and I took her from behind and she screamed. I learned to love the sound of that scream as I repeatedly fucked her over the course of the next three days. I came in her mouth, I came in her ass and I pumped quarts into her cunt and she screamed. She protested and said, “No you can’t” and then she protested and said, “No, don’t stop not now, not now.” She cried out, “No, please, not on your fathers bed” and then when I finished and got up she cried, “No, not yet, please not yet, don’t go,” clutched at me and tried to pull me back down on it.
The first morning after I had taken her over the breakfast table she asked, “Why are you doing this to me?”
“Because you are a fucking whore and what I’m doing to you is what one does to whores.”
The only thing I let her wear those three days were a pair of high heels pumps. I followed her around the house and I ended up fucking her in every room. I took her on the dryer, I took her on the washing machine, and the kitchen and dinning room tables and I even took her out into the garage and fucked her on the hood of her car. On the day I left to go back to school I took her one last time on her bed, but that time no mention was made of it’s being my father’s bed.
Just before I left I told her that when I came home for the summer if she was still fucking other guys while dad was gone I would do again what I had done for the last three days and then I left. She was standing on the porch watching me as I backed down the drive. Just as I hit the street she blew me a kiss and licked her lips and then turned and went into the house.
I had been back at school for one week when the phone rang and it was my mother. She said hello and then told me that she had someone she wanted me to talk to. A man came on and said, “Hey, I don’t know what this is all about, but she wants me to tell you that I’m playing hide the salami with her.” I heard her ask the man for the phone back and then she said, “Remember your promise mother fucker, I’m holding you to it.”