Goth Motherfucker

You sit staring at the clock in your room in anticipation. You know that the package should be coming today and you are unable to concentrate on anything else. All you can do is wait for the UPS truck. You heard whispers of its existence years ago and dismissed them like everybody else.

But one day at your job in the ‘American Archives of Archeology’ you decided to search through the sea of data out of curiosity. You started to see empirical evidence that internet forums didn’t have access to. The mystical ‘Anel da mãe fodido’ was in the basement of a small museum in the mountains near Sao Paulo. Your job allows you access to the catalogues of thousands of museums worldwide. So you decided to **** the perks of your job to request that the artifact be shipped to your home. It has been a week since then and it is due to arrive today! You have waited and waited and waited.

DING DONG! You hear below. You immediately rush to the front door and get there just before your mother Erin who is startled when you jump in front of her and open the door. “Hello sir. Could you sign fo…” You grab the clipboard out of the delivery man’s hands and sign it, then hand it back, grab the package and slam the door, already rushing to the kitchen for a knife.

You open a drawer by the sink, grab a serrated knife and begin cutting open the tape around the small dark brown box. As you do this your mother walks up behind you with her hands on her hips, rolls her eyes, and says annoyedly, “Is that another one of those video games? You’ve really got to find yourself a healthier hobby. You’re getting too excited about sitting up in your room all day playing on your computer.” She then walks back into the living room to continue her housework.

You peel the last of the packaging away to reveal a small black ring-box. “Believe me mom. I’ll be spending much less time in my room now if this works,” you mutter to yourself, menacingly. You open the box and see a stained old brass ring with a faded inscription in Latin ‘Vagina gladius vester’. It is real! It is real! With your hands shaking you lift the ring out of the box and put it on your left ring finger. You breath in deeply and think about how your life just changed with that one motion.

“Mom! Could you come here for a second?!” you shout into the living room. In a few moments your mother walks into the room in a conservative pastel pink dress, white apron, rubber gloves, and slippers. Your mother is about 5 ft 6 in tall, with a slender waist, and C-cup tits. Her black hair is silky smooth and is tied up behind her head in a bun so she can do her house work. She isn’t wearing any makeup and is perspiring from her house work a little, but she still looks beautiful.

“Yes son?” she asks.

“Could you please put on some shoes? I feel like going for a walk with you around the neighborhood,” you say.

With a sympathetic look on her face, she replies “Oh. Well that is sweet honey, but I really should finish this housework before your father gets home. We have a date planned for tonight and I want the place to be spick and span.”

“Mom. I want you to come on a walk with me so you can watch me fuck some of the mothers who live nearby,” you state matter-of-factly.

Without any notable change of facial expression, without any anger, without any disgust, your mother replies, “I see. In that case son, let me put on some shoes before we go out.” She then takes off her apron, her rubber gloves, lets down her hair and walks to the front door where her sneakers are, sits down, and starts to put them on.

“So you’re okay with this mom? You don’t mind watching me fuck women around town?” you ask with a big smile.

“No of course not son. Whenever you want to fuck me or any other mother in the neighborhood you’re free to do so. It’s not a big deal,” she responds.

You take off the ring and wait a few moments to watch her. She finishes putting on her shoes, stands up and opens the door. “Ready to go son?”

“Where are we going again mom?”

“Uuuuum … you just asked to go around and talk to some of the neighbors. Do you not want to go anymore?” she says, puzzled.

“But I wanted to fuck some our neighbors. Not just visi …”

Your mother reaches out and smacks you on the head several times and shouts, “John Doe! What did you just say? What the hell is the matter with you!?”

You shout and bend over to block the blows and quickly slide the ring back on. After a few moments she stops hitting you. She is breathing heavily now and says, “Never say something like that again John. It’s incredibly inappropriate to refer to our neighbors with such disrespect! Especially in front of your own mother!”

“Sorry mom. I was just trying to be funny. Could we still go for a walk? And could I still … fuck some mothers while you watch?” you say, more cautiously.

“Of course sweetie. We can still do that. Just watch your language when you’re speaking about other people, okay? You have to be respectful.” Then she walks out the front door, while you follow behind with a grand look of contentment on your face. You know where you want to start.

You have been lifelong friends with a girl that you went to high school with named Hannah. She lives just about a half mile away from you with her mother, Miriam, and father, Thomas. Miriam looks like an ordinary everyday mom. She has brown hair and brown eyes, is curvy with very large breasts, and a big sunny personality. She is always extremely welcoming and enthusiastic. Her daughter Hannah has rebelled in her vision of the world. When she hit her teens she became something of a goth. Since high school finished she decided to pursue a degree in art at your local college. She has tattoos all over her body and blue hair. She almost always wears black. But she has always kept a soft spot in her heart for you. You still hang out occasionally, go to movies, play video games, or get drunk. Hannah has very pale skin and blue eyes, and as far as you’ve been able to tell, a beautiful body.

As you walk along the sidewalk with your mother she politely asks, “So where are we headed honey?” Do you want to go for a long walk?”

You reply, “Nah, I think I’ll just head over to Hannah’s house and play with her mother while we all chat. How does that sound?”

“Oh that sounds fun! I haven’t talked with Miriam in a long time. It will be really nice to catch up!” she responds happily.

“So, your okay with me fucking Miriam in front of you? Or maybe even fucking you in front of Miriam?” you ask with a smile.

“Why would I care sweetie. I understand young boys like you need to cum. Have at it.” she responds blithely.

This is going to be fun. You finally make it to Hannah’s house and start walking up to her sidewalk to her front door. Her house looks very similar to your own. Standard white, two story, suburban, with a well kept front lawn. You reach out and ring the doorbell. Some bumping and shuffling sounds occur behind the door and then Miriam’s face appears in the door window and she smiles brightly. “John! And Erin too! Oh my what a pleasant surprise I haven’t seen you in ages Erin! It’s been too long!” Miriam squeals happily. Then she moves forward and pulls your mother in for a big hug and your mother gives her one right back.

“You too John. Don’t even try to get out of it,” says Miriam looking in your direction, before she reaches out and hugs you tightly as well. You squeeze her close to you feeling her soft breasts pushing up against your chest and lingering a bit longer than you usually would to feel her silky hair on your neck. Just as Miriam and you pull apart, Hannah walks down the steps wearing a black beanie loosely on top of her blue hair. She stifles a smile as she looks up at you and then leans in for a short hug. “Hey John. I didn’t know you were coming over. You want to play some video games or something?”

“Yeah, sounds good,” you reply. “Miriam do you mind if we play video games in your living room? Maybe you and mom could chat while we play?”

“No I don’t mind John. Go right ahead! I know how much you two love those games,” says Miriam in her usual gleeful way.

“Oh, and would you mind giving me a handjob while we play? I am a bit horny this afternoon and could use some relief?” you say casually.

“Absolutely John! I’d be happy to help you relax! Come on into the living room. Do any of you want something to drink?” responds Miriam without skipping a beat. Your mom nods her head and says she could use some water, while Hannah and you both say, “No thanks.”

You all head into the living room and sit on the couch while Miriam goes to get your mom a glass of water. Hannah fiddles around with her game system and tv a bit to get them to flip on. It looks like she wants to play some ‘Mario Kart,’ which you’d never object to. Then she hands you the controller, sits down next to you and says with a slight smirk, “Feeling horny huh? I don’t think I’ve ever seen your dick before. I’ll let you know what I think.”

“Now Hannah that is no way to talk,” says her mother as she walks back into the room. “Especially in front of John’s mother.”

Your mother says, “Oh she’s just kidding around Miriam. They’ve been friends forever. They’re practically brother and sister.”

Hannah sets up a 150cc race. You both pick your characters and Hannah selects the track. Then the race timer counts down, ‘BEEP - BEEP - BEEEEEEEEEEP!’ and you both start driving. “I know that Miriam. I just want her to be nice to John. Anyway …” Miriam hands your mother her water and then gets on her knees in between your legs and undoes your belt buckle. She loops her fingers around the top of your belt and undies and then slips them down to your knees. Then she spits into her right hand, grabs your stiff cock and starts stroking it up and down.

She looks up at your mother and smiles, “So Erin how have you been lately? Has John been a good boy at home? Keeping up with work?”

Your mother glances between Miriam’s face and her hand stroking your cock as she says, “I’ve been doing well. Just a lot of volunteer work at the church lately. We’re having a big pot luck next weekend to raise money to help the Murphy’s repair their home after the fire. That’s kept me pretty busy. John has been working pretty hard lately. He must really love his job because he’s been obsessed with searching for some artifact on his computer lately. But he didn’t give me any more details. Did you find it John? What was so special about it?”

You’re breathing has become much heavier since Miriam started rubbing your cock. “Yeah,” you reply while looking back and forth between the tv and your mother’s face. “It’s a ring that is supposed to have mystical powers. It allows me to fuck any mother that I want anywhere in the world without them thinking it’s strange.”

Your mother and Miriam both look at each other smiling and then badly try to hold back laughter. Hannah scrunches her eyebrows together and says, “Pcha! Yeah right,” and then lets out a little giggle. Both of your mothers are now looking at you and shaking their heads, “Where do people think this stuff up John? People have had some funny ideas?” says Miriam using her free hand to wipe some tears of joy from her eyes.

Just then you hear the front door open and Miriam’s husband Thomas walks into the room in his suit and tie, holding the mail. “Hello all,” he says quietly as he sorts through the mail. “Oh hey Erin. Nice of you to visit. I see you brought John.” Erin stands up and gives Thomas a short hug.

“Actually,” replies your mother, “John brought me over. He said he wanted to visit Hannah and fuck her mother while I watch him.”

“Ooooooh I see. That sounds like a good time,” says Thomas nodding his head and still sorting through the mail. “When is dinner going to be ready hon?” He asks his wife.

She is moving her hand up and down on your cock much faster now and it is getting difficult to concentrate on the race. She looks up at her husband and smiles. “It’s in the oven now honey. It’ll be ready in 5 or 10 minutes.” Then she looks back down into your eyes and asks, “You getting close John?! Let me know where you want to cum.”

“Yeah, and let me know too,” says Hannah. "I don’t want any of it to get on me.” Then Hannah reaches our her right hand and playfully punches you in the left shoulder.

You look towards your mother briefly, “Mom, could you help Miriam get her top off? I think I want to play with her tits.” Your mother smiles and nods then walks over to Miriam, gets on her knees, and starts unbuttoning her blouse while Miriam continues to stroke your cock. Then your mother pulls down the blouse and unhooks Miriam’s cream colored bra, pulls it off, and puts the blouse and bra on the coffee table in a nice folded pile. Miriam’s tits are beautiful. They are even bigger than you imagined. Perhaps E-cups. They are symmetrical and surprisingly perky for a woman in her late 40s.

“Your boobs are wonderful Miriam,” you say in a sexual delirium.

“Well, thank you John. It’s feels nice for an old lady like me when I get complements on my appearance! It doesn’t happen so much any more,” replies Miriam excitedly.

Miriam’s husband walks back in the room with his jacket and tie off now. He says, “I was so hungry I just took out the food and set it out on the counter. Erin, John, you want to eat dinner with us tonight?”

Your mother says, “Of course! How nice of you to ask!” as she stands up and starts walking to the kitchen. She passes by the tv just as Hannah pauses the game and begins to stand as well.

“Hold up!” you say loudly. Now breathing very heavily. “I want you all to watch me cum before we eat.” So Hannah sits back down next to you and leans into you, resting her head on your shoulder looking at your cock. Your mother moves from her seat to the spot open on your right on the couch and places her hand on your leg and starts caressing it lightly. Thomas stands to the left of Hannah with his hands in his pockets waiting impatiently.

Miriam has now started rubbing your balls as well as stroking your cock. You reach out and fondle her breasts and tweak her nipples with both hands. She starts to moan a little bit as you do so. “Miriam, could you deep throat my cock please?”

Miriam smiles and nods her head, then moves her mouth down to the tip of your penis and slowly pushes her head down onto it. Spit starts coming out of her mouth around your shaft and onto your balls. She gets lower to the ground so she can look you in the eyes as she takes your cock deep into her throat. She bobs her head up and down quickly, occasionally gagging.

Your mother leans forward and says, “You going to cum soon sweetie? Is there anything mommy can do to help?”

So you pull your mother in for a long wet kiss as Miriam continues to gag on your cock and her daughter and husband watch. You reach out your right hand and start fondling your mother’s breasts as you kiss her. But it is not long before you are about to burst. You put your right hand on the back of Miriam’s head and push her throat all the way down to your balls. She chokes loudly and lifts her hands up in the air in distress as her eyes rolls back into her head. Then you lean your head up against Hannah’s and look into her mother’s eyes as your entire body contorts in pleasure and you grip Hannah’s and Miriam’s hair with your hands as you moan loudly. You cum deep inside Miriam’s throat as she coughs and wheezes and tears rolls down her faces pulling her mascara down with them.

You hold Miriam’s head in place until every last drop of cum is out of you. Then you sit there leaning against Hannah, breathing heavily. After a few seconds you let Miriam off of your cock and she breathes in loudly, spit and cum pouring out of her mouth as she wheezes. She closes her eyes and mouth and makes a big gulping sound as she swallows your remaining cum.

“My, my, my John! You’re going to run me ragged if you keeping fucking my throat like that! Pheeeeeeew! Goodness me!” Miriam says as she pats her chest and stands up, leaning against your leg for support. Then she wipes some of your cum off of her face, walks over to her husband and hugs him with her tits still out. Then kisses him on the cheek and says, “Ready to eat now honey?”

“Finally!” he says playfully, “I thought you’d never cum John! Let’s get into the dining room before the food gets cold!”

You all stand up and head in that direction. You pull your pants and underwear up and buckle your pants as you move towards the smell of a beautiful home cooked meal.