Making my mother my slut and submissive

Making my mother my slut and submissive, incest stories, It all started when I was 18 and a senior in High School playing football. It was a Saturday practice after a big win on Friday night, and our coach gave us half practice off.

I came home a couple hours early. Mom was doing her usual shopping on a Saturday with the girls, which usually took most of the day. Dad was home with my older sister Kip who was off work today.

When I came in the house, I heard what sounded like Mom and Dad fucking in the basement, I crept down the stairs as any horny teenager would and I got the shock of my life. There was my sister completely naked, head down and her big ass in the air, my father was pounding the shit out of her pussy, but she was not crying or screaming for help, no my slut of a sister was encouraging my father to fuck her harder.

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He said, “You like Daddy’s big cock my little slut daughter, you like it hard don’t you?”

She was saying things like, “Oh fuck your little girl, fuck my little pussy hard and deep with your big cock Daddy. I am you nasty little fuckslut.”

FUCKKK I had no idea she even ever heard words like that before, she always presented herself to be a prude.

It was funny in a way, because she was telling him how big his cock was and although I had never seen it before, I was shocked at the size. Dad was about 6-1, and weighed about 200, but his cock was by estimation about 6 inches long and thin.

What shocked me was, although I was only about an inch taller and 10 pounds heavier my cock was a full 11 inches long and thick.

I was so fucking shocked by what I saw and yet I couldn’t stop watching him fuck my tart of a sister. He pounded her hard and deep, all the time calling her names that would make a sailor blush, and she loved it, the harder he fucked, the more names he called her the louder she moaned, until finally Dad pulled his cock out and grabbed her by the hair and cum all over her face.

I was so fucking turned on I dropped my heavy load in my pants, without touching myself.

I hurried outside and left as quietly as I could, driving around for a half an hour, sitting in my car in my sticky cum filled jeans. Yet my fucking cock was still so fucking hard, all I could see was my sister getting fucked hard and begging for more. I wanted that fucking slut, at the very least to make her my nasty cocksucker on call. I dropped another big load in my pants thinking I will never have to jack off again.

When I got home Dad was in his den and sister was in her room. I was so glad no one could see what a mess I had in my pants. I went to my room, grabbed some clean shorts and jeans and headed to the shower. Not thinking I dropped the cum filled shorts and jeans in the hamper and showered. I went to my room to plan my next move.

Let me describe my mom. She had my sister when she was 17, my Dad was 27, and she had me at 20. Even at 38 she was a great looking woman that all my friends drooled over, she was tall 5-10 and had a body to die for, 38 DD breasts, a thin waist and an ass that really filled out a bikini.

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She obviously wore the pants in the family, Dad was casper milk toast, and Mom ruled with an iron fist, I couldn’t wait to graduate and get out from under her control.

Saturday night was the only night she gave my Father sex, so I always assumed she was a cock teasing prude from the way she dressed and the way she acted, which were so opposite. So I blamed her for my Dad fucking my sister.

Mom always wore these thin house dresses around the house, she said they were comfortable, but they drove my horny friends nuts. If she stood in the light just right you could see right through and to a horny teenager that was almost naked! There was always a couple buttons undone on her top, showing just enough cleavage that you prayed she had to bend over for something.

Mom always came in our rooms at night to kiss us good night, that was her ritual, and damn I looked forward to her leaning down to kiss me. I could see right down her ample cleavage, and I felt so guilty that I was perving my own Mom, but couldn’t help it.

My next move really came to me by accident. That afternoon when Mom came home, she gathered the dirty laundry and headed to the basement. HOLY SHIT, it took me 15 minutes to realize that she had my cum soaked shorts, and I needed to get them back before she realized what a pervert I was to cum in my pants.

I hurried to the basement and as I stepped down the stairs my Mom seemed oblivious to what was around her, and she certainly didn’t notice me standing at the top of the stairs. For a moment I saw her with my sticky cum filled shorts in one hand holding them to her face, and the other hand under her skirt and moving in such a way I knew she was fingering her pussy. DAMN I couldn’t believe it, Mom was turned on by her own son’s cum. Shit did I misjudge her, she was a perverted slut, but just not for my Father.

I quietly went back up the stairs to gather my thoughts. I went to my room and although I said to myself earlier I would never have to jack off again I couldn’t help it. I closed my door, lay on the bed and pulled my jeans down to my ankles My cock was so fucking hard the head was sticking out of the top of my shorts and leaking prprecum.

I started stroking my fat cock so fucking hard, and was just starting to cum, as the first jet of hot cum was shooting in the air my door opened and I heard my Mom’s voice, “Laundry Day,” she said.

I looked at her as she took in the site of her son laying on his back his massive cock shooting jet after jet of hot cum. I could have sworn I heard a moan from her as she quickly closed my door, as if nothing happened. Fuck I was so turned on by her seeing me like that I wanted more and I knew I would have to find away to get it.

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I lay there on my bed, my mind going in so many directions, first my father fucking my big sister, then my mother masturbating with my cum filled shorts, then I kept thinking about that little moan as my mother’s eyes fixed on my massive dick. My mind flashing back to the difference in size of my Dad’s and my dick, and thinking, no wonder she only gave him pussy once a week, with such a tiny little dick.

I know it was wrong on so many levels but all I could think of was I wanted to make my own mother my cock slave, a slave to my big monster dick, and I knew just how I was going to do it…

The rest of the day Mom seemed to avoid making eye contact with me and I loved how uncomfortable she seemed to be. I knew she had to be thinking about my big cock, becaue she had a flush about her, and her nipples seemed to be hard rocks standing straight out. I made sure she saw me staring at those big tits.

Saturday night was always family movie night, we would rent a movie, throw some pizza on the coffee table and pig out.

Tonight I was going to put my plan in motion. Before movie time I showered and put on some very loose running shorts and a tank top. I looked so fucking hot, muscles bulging from working out and of course free-balling under my shorts, my big cock hanging down the leg, a noticeable bulge even when I was completely soft, my heavy balls swinging free, I was already horny again.

We had our usual places in front of the TV, Dad in his chair with my big sister sitting beside his chair. Dad enjoyed her sitting by him because he loved to stroke her hair. Mom leaning back on the arm of the sofa facing Dad, and me with my back to the other arm of the sofa facing away from Dad. “Perfect,” I said to myself.

The movie started and Mom leaned over to hand out pizza and damn if it didn’t look like three buttons were undone on her dress, her tits seemed to spill out when she bent over and she lingered longer than usual.

My cock started growing in my shorts, I adjusted myself, and lifted one leg on the sofa, the leg of my shorts gaping, my long cock in full view of only my mother. She tried not to look, but couldn’t help it, and I caught her out of the corner of my eye staring at that huge piece of meat, she was squirming a little in her seat, I knew her pussy was wet.

I could make out that her nipples were like pencil erasers poking through her thin bra and blouse. like they had been most of the day.

I lowered my hand to my shorts and started gently stroking my cock, my concentration seemingly on the movie.

Mom slid her leg up in the couch opening her legs, her skirt sliding up to mid thigh, she was staring at my cock her hand in her lap pushing her dress down to her crotch, and I could see her fingers moving very slowly, rubbing her pussy, her mouth open trying not to moan.

My hand moving over my cock, gripping the head, cupping my heavy balls, giving her full view of her son’s monster dick. I was so glad Dad and Kip seemed to be in their own world, Dad’s hand stroking her hair and her head almost laying in his lap.

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Suddenly she got up and said, “I need more wine, can I get anything for you guys?”

I said, “I’ll help you mom,” as I tucked my cock back in my shorts and made sure Dad and sis saw nothing. I followed Mom in the kitchen, my cock now hard as stone.

She was leaning over the sink holding on both sides, her breathing shallow snd quick, when she turned and looked at me, her eyes going directly to my cock standing straight out. She said, “You better put that away in there your Father will be so pissed if he catches you playing with yourself.”

“But you are not pissed are you Mom?” I got no answer. I thought I would push a little harder, “You like looking at me like that don’t you Mom?” still no answer again. I stepped behind her on the pretense of rinsing my glass out, my big cock pressing in her sweet round ass, and I heard her moan a little. “I knew you liked looking at my cock, I know Dad has a cock half my size and I can tell you want it”

She turned to slap me and I caught her hand, spun her around and kissed her on the lips, her mouth opened involuntarily and my tongue touched hers.

She pulled away, “What the fuck do you think you are doing young man, you are my son, and I am your mother not one of your little tarts you play with.”

I said, “I am just taking what I want and I want you Mom.”

“We can’t talk about this right now your Father will wonder where we are.”

I laughed, “He is well occupied right now (thinking about what he must be doing in there right now to my sister.)

“Tonight after Dad goes to sleep, come to my room so we can talk. Wear the black nightie, I like that one best.”

“I will do no such thing, who are you to order me around.”

I grabbed her hand and placed it on my throbbing cock and told her, “Wear it for me.”

My Mother was a little wobbly on her feet when she came back in the room, I was already seated and my cock in full view of her when she sat down. She curled her leg under her and placed her other foot flat on the sofa, her skirt riding up her thigh.

I could see her white pantie crotch under her skirt and she knew I was looking, her panties wet with her juices, and I looked her in the eye and slowly licked my lips, and I could see the lust in her eyes. The movie ended way too soon for my taste, I was just really starting to enjoy this and I was sure Mom was too.

I waited until Dad and Kip went upstairs. Mom was back in the kitchen cleaning up, when I came in and before I said anything she spoke, “What we are doing is wrong Richard.” (she always uses my formal name when she is being stern)

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