Look in the mirror, who do you see? Gregg! Easiest decision in the world!!!

Villain

There was a few times within the course of my life where I had that telling moment where I realised something was wrong with me. The first occasion was when I was little, no more older than 5 years old. Taking a stroll around my garden when I noticed a Fox eating what looked to be a nest filled with baby birds. Rather than wince or be filled with sadness. I felt nothing, attributing that scene to the natural course of this strange tale we call life.

It was a dog eat dog world.

And the second of course was tonight. Whilst my mother or for this phase I shall call her by her name Jaqueline! Was letting out soft moans whilst I had laid her against her back whilst I begun kissing and making playful nibbles against her chiseled abs.

I should mention before I accepted this fate, I had drunk most of the remaining wine she caressed in the bottle by her night stand. It certainly helped me displace the reality of what was happening, and helped me adopt the mindset of the body I was wearing. Gregg, I was Gregg fucking his wife. Nothing more...nothing less...that might've helped if I wasn't getting flashbacks each time I locked eyes with the sexy vixen writhing beneath my every touch.

Jaqueline:" Mmn..y-yes...baby...lo-lower...yes right there..."

Her slender hands ran through my thick mop of perfectly cut brown hair. I swirled my tongue around the edges of her thong, making sure I teased her by licking the pelvis bone and purposely avoiding the wet patch in the middle of her panties.

Her slutty moans filled the air, and with each passing second I was beginning to shed away more and more of my guilt...and self worth.

I could feel her body turning rigid until the point she had enough of my teasing and swiftly pulled me up to meet her.

Jaqueline: "Nnnh...Haah...ahh...Mmn...slurp...nnh...MnF"

Her tongue dove into my mouth, moving so dangerously quick it felt like an eel had invaded my mouth. I shuddered beneath the building passion. Her hard nipples pressed against my torso and I instinctively lifted my bearish palm and lowered it into her panties.

My fingers were soaked almost instantly, I felt her body heating up as our kiss intensified and my fingers swiped against her budding clitoris with a deftness of a harpist. Her moans despite being drowned beneath our long passionate kiss begin to escape out into the open. Soon enough she lets out a deep moan whilst wetting my entire hand in the process.

Jaqueline: "NNNNGGHHHHHH!"

Her entire body went limp quickly after. So I pulled away to allow her some time to gather herself again. I couldn't take my eyes away from her. These feelings inside of me were too complex to make sense out of. This was by far something more than just my perversions. I felt like Gregg. There was no denying it.

There was a glaze of tear against her eyes whilst she beheld me again. Softly her mouth opened as she tried to fight the words she wanted to say.

Jaqueline: "I...I love you...Gregg."

Those words caused something inside of me to snap. I wasnt sure why I felt angry, but after all the years I had stayed beside her. I dont think I had ever seen her make such a loving face to me...Me her own son.

I held back the feelings of self loathing threatening to shake my entire soul, I grabbed her by her arm and flipped her over.

Her faint sounds of protest were soon drowned out by the sounds of our bare flesh colliding.

Jaqueline: AHHHHH-so-so bi-big...F-fuck me Gregg!

I grit my teeth harder whilst I tried to fuck away the pain and guilt nestled inside of my heart. I thrusted deeper and deeper pounding relentlessly whilst the passion and arousal I briefly held was now filled with hate and rage. The realization that I could never be loved in the way I wanted by her.

*Pap-pap-pap-pap-pap*

Jaqueline: AHg...YESSS...GREGGG-MOREEE....NNNGGGh...AAAahhhh

I fucked her as hard as I could, endlessly, for hours and hours making her wail like an animal in the process. Soon enough I felt so empty my body almost collapsed to the bed. She made sure I finished against her face to conclude the night.

And unsurprisingly. She slept so peaceful and soundly that I was surprised such a peaceful looking person could've made the noises I was hearing her make before. I didnt sleep that night of course, despite ejaculating large amounts of semen. I was wide awake. Staring into the empty darkness, picturing the future ahead. What choices I will have to make for myself again. Which Road I must take in order to reach my goals. But one thing I was clear about...my future did not exist within these four walls.