Viciously abusted by mother

Semi tru story from my live beeing braught up by single mother.

A haf true story of my upbringing with my vicious mum. Mixed up with fictional content of my own personal incestious kink towards sex with mothers and grannys.

Mom was a sexual Predator.

Her eyes burned with hate towards us, her own children. Me Anders and my sister Anna. Guess she had always been carrying this hate within her, but not knowing how to unburden herself of it.

I remember how she would yell and hit my dad, guessing in an attempt to get him to become a recipiant of the hate always bubbling inside her. But he didn't. He hit her back, knocking her to the floor. Then beating her face repeatedly whilst saying ”Never EVER do that again. Threw the blood and tears one saw how afraid she became. She never went after him again. Dad might had been a kind civilized man with manners. But underneath, he was still the man of the house and wouldn't take shit from his own wife.

Failing to handle the turmoil inside herself, mom began having episodes of frantic, close to psychotic behavior. She spent some time at hospital and was even medication in-order to become less aggressive.

For some time the meds seem to be working. Mom acted pleasant and loving towards us all. Smiling, doing wifely duties, joining social circles married women were supposed to engage within.

But I was far from convinced. It´ll take more than a couple of weeks of positive behavior from her inorder for me to let down my guard.

One day at home. Me my sister sat watching tv in the living room when we suddenly heard mother screaming her lungs out from the kitchen.

”KIDS! GET IN HERE! NOW!!”

We ran to the kitchen where mom stud holding up two dinner plates. One in each hand.

”You know what this is? Huh, you know??!” she asked

”Plates” my sister whispered

”NO!! Mom shouted and smashed one of them to the floor.

”Its Filth! Absolute filth”

As it were me and my sisters chore to do the dishes this must have had something to do with dishes not properly cleaned, I thought to myself.

She then flew towards Ann and grabbed her by the neck. Drew her towards the crashed plate and pushed her down on her knees beside them.

”These are Filthy dished cleaned by a disgusting girl. You Anna. Your the disgusting whore daughter that behave like the fuck meat that you are. Thinking you can get away with not doing your work properly.”

She then bent down and slapped Anne three times in the face. Anna shakes and cried uncontrollably.

She mom stood up and looked at me

”Come here” she said between her teeth.

”GET THE FUCK OVER HERE WHORE BOY! she then screamed

I took the steps towards her whilst looking down at the floor. I to had begun shaking with fear of whats to come. When right in front of her she whispered

”Look up. Come on look up at this plate”

I did so. She then pointed at an area of the plate saying

”You know what this is son? This is filth. More so its disrespectful.

”Thinking also HE could get away with not obeying his mothers instructions”

The area where she pointed had no visible signs of being dirty. A detail not that relevant, I knew from earlier accusations from her.

”So son. What your gonna do is that your gonna clean this plate and the others you thought you didn't need to clean properly. And your gonna do it with your tongue.”

She then held the plate right in front of my face and told me to start licking it.

”LICK IT!” she screamed when I dint comply fast enough.

I got my tongue out, still with tears running down my cheeks, snot running out of my nose.

With my tongue out she started to move the plate up and down pushing it onto my tongue.

I noticed how her breathing became more heavy.

”Yeah son. Lick it for mommy” she said whispering. I opened one eye just a bit and could see that she had the other hand, the one not holding the plate, under her skirt up between her own legs. Moving it up and down.

She then began moaning ”Ahh. Ohh. Good son. Licking the filth for mommy. Good boy. Such a good boy” the plate was then removed and I was ordered to keep my tongue out.

”Such a strong little boy tongue eh? Mommy have to know if its as strong as it looks”

She then started to lick my face and suck on my tongue.

”Aw. You like that son don't you. You like your mom licking your face don't you”

She the grabbed my jaw and forced my mouth open

”Now kiss your mother. Show how sexy you think she is”

Her tongue then went into my mouth and she started to french kiss me violently

”Whore son. Mommy's little whore son”

She put the plate away and slid her hand down the front of my trousers. I felt her warm hand grabbing my penis. Massaging it.

”You hard for mommy? You want to fuck mom huh? Off course you do filthy whore boy. You disgusting creep, wanting to have sex with your own mum”

She spat in my face.

”Lucky I'm such a loving and giving mom. Not many love their kids as I do. So I'm gonna have your perverted dream come true. Im gonna let you fuck me, but just this Once! Just to get it out of your system”

She then pulled my pants down, lay herself on the kitchen floor with her legs spread wide open.

”Lay on top of mommy. Come on. Lay on top of me you perv”

When I came close enough she pulled me down and started to fiddle with my penis, that now was semi erect, trying to get it inside her self

”Yeah. Put it in mommy. Fuck mommy. Yeah. Whore son.”

She spat in my face once more.

She takes three of her fingers and shove them in my mouth. Really pushing them in. Fucking my mouth with them. A big smile on her lips thinking how shes gonna molest me next coule of months. How she owns me and theres nothing I can do about it. Finally i feel that the top of my cock is caressed by something warm, tight and moist.

”Yeah boy. Now your inside your mom. Your moms pussy. Your cock is inside the same pussy that gave you birth.

She pushes herself upon me engulfing me penis even deeper inside her now running wet pussy.

”Aw. You look so afraid and confused boy. But thats how mommy like it. Mommy gets so wet when your afraid and crying. Yeah. Thats right son. Let me se your fearfull eyes. I wanna se how Im destroying your childhood real nice and good. Thats so hot”

Mother then realised that her previous feelings of anxiety, confusion and doubt had vanished, only to be replaced with bliss, clarity and confidence. She had finally found a sound way to handle her hate. Projecting em onto children. Naive suggestable children.

That marked the end of mom trying to act all loving and caring towards us kids. What then followed was something dark, vicious and malicious. A time that took me and Anna from hoping to be a healthy part of a prospering society, to find love and enjoy the good things life had to offer, into a world cleansed from human emotion but filled to the brink with sexual abuse, drugs and former people that now only served the purpose of beeing fuck meat. Disposable fuck meat.

//The End part One

Wanting to proceed telling my half true / half fictional story. But only if you readers think its something you would like reading.

Please comment. And dont hold back on any negative critique. I can but learn from it.