I hate fuck my estranged mom (part 3)

Moments my current girlfriend, she tells me a story about her dad, and then she meets the boys from the club.

Yesterday my estranged mom came by begging for a place to stay. I took the opportunity to beat the hate I feel for her through sessions throughout the day. I woke up early and went to the store. I bought my mom two outfits. One is a hot pink fishnet body suit and the other a French maid costume. I got home and my mom was naked sitting on her ottoman. I told her to sit upright because she looked like trash slouching over. I handed her a bag with the two outfits. The pink one is for Saturday. and the black one is for today. Go take a shower and put it on. Did you bring makeup I asked. No, she replied. There is a box under the sink and it has makeup previously left at my house. Doll yourself up. We will have company at noon. Once you get dressed then go to the table and eat the food I will leave out for you and then clean the house. Go put your luggage in the hall closet and clean the house the cleaning supplies are under the sink and in the coat closet.

My heart and spirit were full of hate for this bitch. She says she didnt kick me out of the house when I was 15 but she didn’t stop my father from doing it. The day he died a great weight was lifted off my shoulders. Can you believe that my younger sister actually came to my job and asked me to pitch in on his funeral expenses. I just laughed and walked away. I told her to never reach out to me again. The problem with her was that she married a man that was a clone of my father. I tried to save her and she also stood with her man. Stupid bitches.

I went to take a shower and afterwards I did some work in my office. Later, I came out and saw that it was 11:30 and that my mom was wiping off the dust on the surface of the things in the living room. I walked up to her and smacked her ass through the poofy white underwear. The woman that I’m dating is coming over. You will not look at her, you will not interact with her, and you will not talk to her. As a matter of fact, you are a mute. Don’t say one word while she is here. You will clean inside and out and if you are done then you will sit at your ottoman.

The doorbell rang and it was Yvette. She was half Mexican American and half Scandinavian with jet black hair and green eyes. Truth be told, I liked her but I didn’t love her. I found out in therapy that I wasn’t able to feel what most people call love. To me, I felt attraction but no real attachment. Yvette walked in and saw my mom. She asked, What the fuck is that? It’s a joke, I answered, a gift from Godfree. Don’t worry, she’s mute and kind of stupid.

OMG said Yvette that is so funny. Like that cleaning service that send girls in bikinis to clean your house, said Yvette. Yeah, I said, what a pathetic joke right? Anyway, I’m getting my house cleaned so the joke is on Godfree. Aww baby, you are so kind to let … her, clean your place.

I took her hand and we headed out to lunch.

I came back home later that night and mom was sitting at her ottoman. I walked over and started slapping her face with my dick. I made her open up her mouth and stuck my dick in it. I made her suck it. I pulled out but didn’t come. I had been drained by Yvette. Mom looked up at me and asked, did I just suck your girlfriend’s pussy juices from your dick? Yes, I replied, and some of her ass juice too. Son, you can’t hate me that much said my mom. What the fuck did you just say?”. I asked. Don’t you ever call me son! Don’t you think for one minute that I am your son or that I have any loyalty toward you! You are trash, you are filth, you are scum but the one thing you are not is my mother! If you get hurt you are out. If you get sick, you are out. If you ever fail to do anything that I command then you are out. You witch, you are here at my discretion.

Come here! Come here and bend over. She bent over with her ass in the air and her legs hanging to the ground. I spanked her pussy. Over and over and over again. At first she was crying then after a while she was internalizing her feelings but her pussy was splashing every time I smacked it.

I went to bed and told her to follow me. I told her to lay at the furthest end of my bed and told her to tell me about her dad. Theary first thing she said was, he’s dead. I don’t know if she expected a reaction from me but I truly didn’t give a day old shit. I kicked her ass and said. No, tell me about how he fucked you. He didn’t, she said. I don’t give a flying fuck I said. Tonight you are going to tell me a story about how your dad fucked you!

She started to cry and said, it rained a lot in the Philippines. My dad loved me but we were poor. He worked a lot and literally only came home to eat. It was my mom’s job to make the food and it was my job to have it served for him. One day he came home and told me to sit on his lap while he ate the food. He made me feed it to him. I was having so much fun. But then he undid his zipper and pulled out his dick. I saw it and all I could do was keep feeding him. My mom was behind us. She couldn’t see anything that was happening. My father slid down my shorts and asked why I stopped feeding him. He said I would get in trouble if I didn’t feed him properly. I looked at his face and all I could focus on was the rice hanging from his lower lip. Then it happened, he lifted me up and used his hand to guide his dick into me. It hurt but he kept bouncing me. His dick going in and out, in and out, in and out. Suddenly his dick didn’t hurt anymore. It felt like a jar of mayo. It felt like a big balloon pushing to get out from inside me. It felt good like found a missing piece of my soul. I looked at my father and felt so much love for him. I looked at him and all he said was - keep feeding me.

I fed him and he fucked me. He fucked me for 30 minutes and then he came inside of me. I felt fire, lava inside of me. I felt a loved. He pushed me off his lap and walked over to my mom, gave her a kiss, and walked out the door to go back to work. That was the day it all changed. My father would fuck me everyday at dinner and no one said nothing.

Tell me you loved it, I instructed her to say. I loved it, said my mom. Tell me you looked forward to having your pussy invaded every day, I did she said. I needed his cock inside of me. I think I would have felt unloved if he ever not fucked me. I prepared his meal and popped out his dick. I rode his dick and then after he left I would go hug my mammi.

I had faded into sleep and woke up the next day to an empty bed. I went to the living room and found my mom on her ottoman. I grabbed her hair and pulled her toward me. I slapped her face and told her to wake up. I bent her over the couch and started slapping her thigh cottage cheese thighs. She started to cry and asked why?? I stopped slapping her thighs and started smacking her pussy. I felt it splashing and stuck my dick into her pussy. Ever thrust in and out of her resulted in splashing out of her pussy. My hate had returned and so I pushed hard and deep trying to attack her uterus.

What a stupid bitch! Where was her daddy now? I commanded. Say thank you daddy. Thank you daddy she said in deep tears. Say it again! Thank you daddy, she said. Keep saying it I commanded. Thank you daddy! Thank you daddy! Thank you… and then she suddenly fell forward. She lay on the floor curled up pissing herself. I left her there and got ready for the weekend. I came back and the area was clean and she sat on her ottoman in her pink outfit.

It was 2PM and I put a trench coat in her. The inside of the coat read, club bubbles. It was a coat that one of my dates had left behind. I drove to our destination and pulled into a circular drive through drive way. A man came out and valet the car. The entry way read, club bubbles. We walked into the reception area and a beautiful half naked Asian woman greeted us. Hello sir she said, membership has its perks. Do you want a table or just the bench? Just the bench tonight Shun, I said. Please sit yourself anywhere along the wall sir.

Club bubbles was a sex club. And tonight, I brought this piece of shit in a pink net body suit as an offering to the club. A man came by and I told him. Gag her and put her in matching pink cuffs attached to the pole on the main stage. My moms opened wide and looked at me. I blew her a kiss and watched as the staff of the club took her away to set her up on the pole.

Gagged, bound and nervous, my mom looked around nervously. Then her worst fear came true… a line of couples was forming around the stage. Fat men, short men, latino, black, white, Korean, Arab and then I saw him. The fucker looked like he was a tripod. His dick hung almost all the way to the ground. The first guy was a shirt man. He went up to my mom and smacked her ass. He then inserted a finger in her pussy and smelled the goods. She smelled like fresh caked sweet bread. He stuck out his hand for his female partner to smell and she replied by yelling, Oh yeah baby! Fuck this bitch! The fat man looked like Mario off the start line. He took hold of his dick, put it in my mom, and started pumping away. He fucked her for 10 minutes and walked off the stage only to be replaced by a new couple. The same thing happened - smack, smell, and fuck. The line was long, maybe ten men but then again, anyone could have seconds… or thirds. I watched as she got fucked by the ten men and then I stepped onto the stage and fucked her. She looked up at me with indignation and a hint of pleasure. I came and the initial fat man and his wife stepped up. This time his stout blond partner licked my mom’s pussy, and then stuck a finger into her dripping pussy. This was going to be a long night. I went to the bar and ordered cashiers temple. I recognized my friend and she came over and sucked my dick. I told her to slow down because I was gonna be here all night long. She blew me a kiss and slowed down her blow job. I put my drink down, took off my shirt, and pinched my nipple. A sense of joy and happiness came over me. Wow, my anger was silenced a little. Hmmm, cool.