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Chapter 5 by Bigsexy Bigsexy

Who Does He Choose?

His Drunken Mother

When Brandon was absolutely freaking sure that Bella was asleep, he opened his phone and accepted the challenge. Now, he knew had to make this work; he couldn't afford to risk the negative consequences. His heart was beating double time as he slowly shifted out of bed, tiptoed out of his room, and closed the door behind him. Sometimes Adria sleeps on the couch in the living room when she visits from college. Thankfully, she was missing from that dark hallway between bedrooms. Gone was the telltale blue glow of trash British reality TV, left on at low volumes, because she often fell asleep.

Brandon passed the bathroom and paused as he heard whispers and lip smacks from under Kelly's doorway. Her light was off, but a little devil on Brandon's shoulder tells him that someone has their boyfriend sleeping over without mom knowing. It makes him feel scummy, but if for some reason mom catches him, maybe he could rat on Kelly as an excuse to ward her off. It does sort of seem like the shitty sort of thing he would do. The voices hushed as he made his way down the hall. Hopefully, they couldn't hear him.

He tapped on mom's door and creaked it open just a little. "Mom", he whispered into the room, testing her lucidity. All he heard were groans and the clink of an empty Peach Vodka bottle as it clinked against her wedding band, not worth the gold and ceremony that placed it there. However, he knew it must still hold some meaning to Carrie.

When she didn't respond Brandon walked into the room and closed the door. He stood over his mom, splayed out on her stomach with her ass in the air. Some would say she is pretty, but not right now. Her bare tits mashed into the sheets and her belly and ass were jiggly from all of the bad sleep and drinking she had undergone the past nine months. Her body used to be in pretty good shape to please dad, but that no longer motivated her. Her brown hair covered her head messily and her face was pretty when she rested, but in all other times it looked weary from this depressive state she was in. Brandon wished he could pull her out of this slump, but as he gripped his cock through his threadbare boxers, he wondered if the only person he could really save was himself, if that.

He stared at his mom's ass and legs as he pulled his cock out. "I can work with this, I guess..." he thought and started jerking, pausing for a moment to wonder if he should register her first. He shoved his cock back in his boxers and touched her, then laid underneath the bed as he confirmed her registration.

"Uhh..." She moaned and shifted in the bed above him. She didn't move or make any noise afterwards, so he checked the app, punching himself when he realized he could have registered her when he returned to his room so he didn't risk waking her. However, now that he had the app open, he was too curious not to peruse the details.


Physical -

Name: Carrie Chambers

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 175 lbs

Muscles: Moderate

Hair: (Color) Brown, (Head) Long, Wavy (Body) Moderate, (Crotch) Bush

Complexion: White, Pale

Breasts: 38DD

Mouth: Round Lips

Ass: Jiggling, Plugged

Genitals: Vagina

Mental -

Intelligence: High

Charisma: Medium

Lust: Low

Perversion: Medium

Traits -

None.

Kinks -

Anal, Submission, Nipple-play, ****

Level -

Level 1: 15/50 Depravity (Reach level 2 to unlock new traits and abilities)

Challenges -

Commanding - Have your mom obey a command. Gain: Carrie +5 Depravity, +10 DP

WWE - Wrestle with your mom or otherwise hold her in place when she wants to be free. Gain: Carrie +10 Depravity, +10 DP

Rearview - Make a comment to your mom about how her ass looks. Gain: Carrie +10 Depravity, +25 DP

Like the Old Days - Suck on your mom's nipple. Gain: Carrie +15 Depravity, +25 DP


Brandon couldn't help but notice that her ass listed as 'plugged'. He peeked his head up to see and noticed that she had turned onto her side with her legs crossed over before her, accentuating her round ass and revealing that she did indeed have a butt plug in and a moist crotch, likely from masturbating. He didn't like that it turned him on, but it did. Also, Brandon wasn't much of a breast guy, but now that she had turned, her rack was on display with rather large nipples that sure did look suckable for some points. He figured he would save that for the end if he had time. So, he got to masturbating, staring at his mom's curvy form in the hazy darkness of her room. He still didn't have the biggest cock, but the extra length was immediately more fun to play with as he aimed towards his mom's ass, imagining she was playing with her butt plug while she fingered herself. Who knew that mom had this kinky side to her?

He imagined her fingers pulsing in and out of her wet pussy as she gyrated on the bed, waiting to be covered by his hot cum. He froze as she mumbled in her sleep, "Harry, no..."

Memories of his dad nearly **** their way into his brain, but he couldn't think about his dad right now as he stroked his stiff length silently. He couldn't imagine what would happen if she woke up. He knew this was beyond wrong. Fuck! It turned him on. He was so sick and twisted and that his perversion made him want to cum that much more. Still, he wanted to push the edge and he knew this was just the beginning. He could feel his blood pumping to his cock, making him lose all sense of sanity as his desires focused on spattering his messy white load all over his mom's jiggling fat ass.

He could feel his breath shorten and his muscles tighten as he got closer. He grit his teeth as his balls churned and soon he was releasing all over his mom's ass and legs. He moaned silently, his nose huffing as he shot the most massive dirty load he ever had all over his mom's bare flesh. It felt so good to spatter her rear and watch it drip down her pale skin. After he stroked out the last bit of semen he stared down at what he'd done.

Holy shit! I actually did it. He thought. He couldn't imagine he would do that. He honestly didn't think he had the nerve, the loser that he was. However, as he celebrated internally, elated at his accomplishment, he fell back to earth almost instantly.

"Brandon?" Mom said hazily, rubbing her eyes.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! Brandon's mind blared. What have I done?

Is Brandon fucked?

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