Submissive Bitch 1

“AAAAAAH, UUUUHHH” her eyes were closed, she was clearly in pain, her tits were not the size of a high school student, they were massive and a hard slap from a strong male hand would certainly hurt.

I had no idea how long this had been going on. My mind was so foggy and I was in such a daze. But as I continued to watch, I noticed that my mother’s body was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

She was sweating and moaning. James was not finished. He continued to **** her tits. He slapped her breasts until they were red and swollen. He continued his **** on her tits. He sucked on her nipples and bit them.

Mom was in pain and her body was shaking. She was in ecstasy from the pain? A strange thing to see, even for a wretched son like me. My mother, who was so pure and innocent, a loving mother, a caring wife, was being violated by a young man like a fuck-pet.

I noticed that James had started grinding himself, still tangled in Mom’s legs. Due to the angle, I couldn’t see if his cock was even in his shorts or not, but judging by how massive it was, Mom could definitely feel it. The thickness of his cock must be rubbing against her pussy. I wish I could see what was going on down there.

Just as I was about to pull my pants down and rub one out on Mom’s sexy situation, James pulled his head out of her breasts and looked at me. Right in my eyes, he knew I was standing there, he knew, that’s why the door was open!

He gave me the same look he gave me when he slapped Mom’s tits. It was not a good look, it was a look of ownership, he wanted to say that Mom was his toy now and that he could do anything to her, including making me watch her being violated by him.

Then he looked back at Mom’s breasts. He enjoyed the sight. He loved to see the red, swollen breasts. He loved to see them in pain and suffering. He was a sadist. He loved to inflict pain and humiliation on people. What’s worse was that Mom was a perfect match for him, a good submissive bitch for his fantasies.

“Mmmhhmmm,” Mom’s eyes were closed and her hands were still over her mouth. Her body shook and she moaned. It was the sexiest sound I had ever heard.

Even her wedding ring wasn’t safe from the bodily fluids she was struggling to keep in, I was surprised James didn’t throw it off the first chance he got. James was now fully grinding against her. He was not holding back. He was fucking her through his pants and rubbing his cock against her pussy, trying to get himself off and make her cum.

“Aaahhhh,” Mom moaned. She might have come. Her juices were flowing and her body was shaking. She was having an orgasm and her body was convulsing. It was a sight to behold.

A sexy mother having an orgasm because of the humiliation she was experiencing. Of all the fantasies I had about my mother, I have to admit this was the dirtiest and hottest of them all.

I wanted to go in, stop him, help her, but I couldn’t move. I was frozen. It was like a scene out of a movie. A mother being half fucked and abused. It was wrong and twisted. It was something a person should never have to see. But here I was, not only seeing it, but enjoying it.

James kept on humping her, his dick rubbing against her pussy, making her scream, it was not just the pleasure but the humiliation mixed with a naive determination that she was doing it for her family, for her lovely son who wanted nothing more than to take James’ place in his parents’ bed right now.

“Ron?” James suddenly emerged from her breasts and called my name.