Chapter 2

A few hours later we are eating dinner in our room. She is acting like she truly was married to me, but deep down inside she was probably watching in a confused horror. I still don’t know if I should change her back. Originally, I made her my wife so that we could keep this room, but the affection she is giving me is unparalleled to anything I have ever felt from her.

“So babe,” Mom says as she holds my hand, “what do you want to do tomorrow?”

I lose focus and become unable to answer her question. Instead, I stare at her gorgeous tits that would put the chest of the average girl my age to shame. Without thinking, I reach out and grab them, feeling her soft meaty flesh between my hands. She’s still not wearing a bra, so I feel her and ALL of her softness.

“Huh, babe, I’m kind of tired for that right now. Let's just plan something okay?” she asks of me.

I come to my senses and remove my hand. What was I thinking, Mom will remember all of this when she returns to normal.

Wait, no, this is my vacation. She can’t tell me what we can and can’t do. I’ll deal with the consequences later.

“No, you’re okay with me groping you. You like it even,” I say, staring directly into her eyes.

I can see a sense of dread in her, as if deep down, mom is pleading for me to stop. Despite this, I reach my hands back and start squeezing her chest.

She lets out a groan of pleasure.

“Baby, that feels so good,” she says closing her eyes.

Soon, my dick grows hard and I start rubbing my crotch.

“Baby, wait. Let me at shower first. I smell like chlorine. I wouldn’t want to ruin your fun,” she says with a seductive smile.

As much as I’m enjoying myself, if the woman wants to shower I can’t deny her of that.

“Okay, but make it quick,” I say.

She makes her way to the bathroom and begins to undress. As I mentioned before, the bathroom walls consisted of nothing more than glass, meaning that she was presenting everything for me to see.

First, she took off her t-shirt and jeans. She stared at me as she stood in nothing more than a pair of panties. I’ve always known mom had nice tits, but I was never given such an unrestricted view of her bare breasts before. The way they moved up and down with each breath…

Then, mom removed her panty, exposing her bare sex to me for the first time ever. She did one quick swirl, trying to give me the best possible viewing experience. I stared in wonder: her neatly trimmed bush, her luxurious labia, her subtle moistness… All of it.

She walked under the faucet and turned on the water, coating her perfect body in a layer of wetness. Soon, her entire body shone, reflecting the romantic lighting of the room back into my eyes. Her hair was in a mess as she scrubbed and scrubbed it. Suds of soap ran down from her head onto her chest and ass. Soon, she decided her hair was sufficiently clean and started to scrub the other parts of her body. She made sure to turn to give me the best view possible.

As she kneaded her tits together, she turned to face me. As she scrubbed her ass, pushing and pressing her thick jello cheeks together in the process, she turned to face away from me. She seemed to WANT to show every part of herself to me.

Soon, she was done. Still naked, she walked over to her luggage to pull out new clothes.

“Stop! Just stay naked,” I told her.

She agreed and joined me in bed. She had not yet dried, so she wet the entire place in the process.

Staring at the naked, wild looking lady in front of me that I usually thought of as mother, I had a choice to make. I could stop now and get a scolding when she was back to normal, or I could continue and deal with the even harsher consequences later--the type of consequences that would leave our relationship irreparable.

“So babe, what now,” she says, staring at me seductively. I look at her pussy which seems to be becoming wetter with the minute. Fuck it.

“What if you gave me a blowjob…” I say.

“Oh my gosh, I thought you’d never ask,” Mom says as she begins to tie her hair into a ponytail.

She hops off of the bed and gets onto her knees right in front of where I am sitting. I quickly remove my pants, my cock now stares at her, inches from touching her face.

Without saying a word, she pulls no punches and sticks my shaft down her throat, making gurgling noises as her tongue dances around the surface of my cock. She seemed very skilled at this.

She comes up for air, taking deep, hard breaths. She continues to jerk me off with both of her hands during this brief intermission.

She stands up for a second and gets onto the bed with me, laying down on her back. Instinctively, I move my mouth towards her pussy. She takes my dick in her mouth as we begin to sixty nine.

The taste of Mom’s cunt floods my taste buds as she devours my cock like a cheerleader trying to convince her coach to make her cheer captain. I lust for more. I remove my face from her pussy and reposition myself.

With this brief pause, Mom lets out the words, “I love you babe.”

“Don’t call me babe, call me master,” I say as I turn over and sit on top of her crotch. Looking down, I stare at the ever so powerful woman in front of me. Well, she had no power now as I grabbed onto her breasts and squeezed her milk jugs.

“I love you master,” she manages to let out.

She comes up for a kiss to which I promptly return, making sure to not let go of her soft tits.

I move my dick and reposition it in front of her pussy. Making no attempt to be gentle, I thrust my entire dick down her cunt. Faster and faster, I rock her world. She breathes loudly, her entire body jiggling with each thrust of my shaft. I feel her inner walls squeeze my cock, accepting every inch of me into her body.

“I- I… Love you so fucking much,” she manages to get out as I remove my cock and shoot streams of cum all over her face.

I get up to grab a towel to which I realize that it won’t be necessary.

I looked back over to my mom panting, passed out on the bed from her intense experience. Her face and hair is still filled with the splatter of my cum. I then look over to the chocolate bar that started this all. Reluctantly, I pick it up. There’s only one way forward, one way to get away from all of this.

“Mom, eat the rest,” I say as I hand the bar to her.

With the last of her energy, she lifts herself up and starts devouring the snack. Staring at her, I realize that she was mine. She will always be mine.

Epilogue

A few weeks pass and we are back home. Life has never been better for me to say the least. Mom, now acting as my submissive housepet / wife, spends all of her freetime with me. Every morning, I wake up in the master bedroom with her sucking on my cock. The first thing I get to see every day are her beautiful eyes staring at me as she slurps away at me. When she gets home from work, it’s clothes off bonding time. This can range anywhere from just a nude movie night to straight up sex. Though, I still want more.

I hear the door open and the sound of a bell ring… Perfect timing.

Going down into the living room, I am greeted by my mother undressing at the doorway. Looking at her snatch, I see the first gift I gave her the second day we returned from our vacation: a bell pussy piercing. As she shifts her body to remove her tight clothing, I hear the bell’s ring echo around the room. She twirls around, allowing me to inspect her body. As she faces away from me, I catch a glimpse of the buttplug that I make her wear when she leaves the house.

She reaches to remove it, but today, I wanted to give her another, more related, gift.

“No mom, leave it in,” I say firmly.

I take her back to the bedroom.

“Get up on your fours. Show me your ass,” I say.

“Of course master,” she says. I take a moment to appreciate the soon to be gaping hole in front of me.

I open the nightstand next to us and pull out lube and something new that just arrived in the mail today: a tattoo gun.

I plug the tattoo gun into an outlet and come back to the bed. Mom, still on all fours, is eagerly waiting for me to tell her what to do next. It takes her a second, but she soon notices what I have in my hand.

“HUH!” Mom yells with an eagerness. “Are you going to write on me? Please write on me. I want everyone to know I’m yours, Master. How about ‘Jame’s Cocksleeve,’ or Jame’s Slut.’ Actually I don’t want to know! Surprise me!”

She doesn’t have to tell me twice. I start up the tattoo gun and begin writing. She winced in pain but within 10 minutes I am done. Right about her gaping asshole lies a newly red area: *Property Of James*

My handwriting is slightly off, but I’m pretty proud for my first time.

I grab my phone and take a picture so I can show Mom.

“OH IT IS SO CUTE. I LOVE IT, she says in delight.

With nothing else to do, I pull out Mom’s buttplug, her ass seems to hold it’s widened shape for a second before it starts to close. With nothing else to lose, I position my dick in front of her tight ass and squirt some lube, using my finger to apply it deep within her crevice.

Slowly, I stick my dick down her tight anal hole; she lets out a slight moan of discomfort but I can tell she is excited for what is to come. The entrance to her ass is quite tight and hard to fit my erect cock into, but after the initial entry, things feel a lot smoother.

“Oh fuck fuck fuck, that feels good,” she says.

There’s no reason for me to stop here. I continue to pump my hips into her back, her bell ringing loudly across the room.

“Oh my fucking- SHIT,” she says, unable to get a clear sentence out.

Soon, she bucks back and returns the favor. I push her arms down and **** her face and tits onto the bed. I continue to turn her ass into my personal cocksleeve. I give her rear end one hard smack and she winces in a mixture of pain and delight.

“OH MY GOSH MASTER. THIS FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH,” she screams in ecstasy.

Giving her more of what she wants, I smack her ass again, this time leaving a red handprint.

Soon, I finish, filling my mom’s now gaping ass with my seed. She lets out a moan and begins rubbing her pussy.

“MASTER, KEEP FILLING MOMMY UP,” she continues to scream as load after load of my cum shoots up her ass.

It isn’t long before she gets herself off and starts to fall asleep, her backside red from the pounding she took.

This is my life now. Call it fucked up, perverted, I don’t care. I love it.

You can’t even blame me. My mother… my old mother I mean… she barely even had the decency to pretend to spend a single second with me. I had to beg for her attention as if they were her scraps. Looking at her now, while she coos as cum drips down every orifice and surface of her body, I realize that she’s still in there, watching helplessly. But, I don’t care, because I deserve this. She deserves this. And this is how it should be. How it always will be from now on.

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