Mother's Obsession

The Outcome of Resistance

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)

"Lisa..." I urged, trying desperately to stop her.

"This... this is the last possible way you want to be successful in life so please, just let me walk away. For the last time... I do not want this. I am happily taken. I love my girlfriend, I..." I began, but before I could finish, Lisa firmly reached out and planted her open palm against my throbbing bulge.

I jumped in shock and grunted as I felt this forced pleasure.

"Mmm, you can stop pretending, Callum..." she whispered lustily, her deft fingers putting pressure on my clothed shaft, slowly traversing its length.

"If you really loved your girlfriend that much, you would not be THIS hard!" she remarked, squeezing my throbbing meat.

"Jesus Christ, you are f*cking huge!" she said to herself, her fingers admiring my d**k through my slacks.

"I have never felt a c*ck this hard before. You must really like me," she said, wearing a knowing smirk on her plump lips as she stepped in closer.

"Lisa... Lisa... please stop!" I begged, feeling my self-control slipping away as she stroked my d**k through my pants. I was frozen in place, unable to do anything to stop her.

"Why stop, when you clearly love it so much?" she asked, more forcefully stroking me now.

My eyes looked away from her evil smirk, my vision settling on the far window. With the light as it was right now, I could see our reflection in the mirror. Lisa Warden, her lithe body standing in front of me, her round, thong-clad ass jutting out, her hips posed theatrically as her arms were in front of her, her hands doing their magic. Her taut, bare back looked sexy in this picture, as did her long, firm legs, in those smooth stockings of hers. Her high-heels only made her posture more striking and dramatic. And her bre*sts... Jesus, they were so large I could see the sides of them from behind her.

And I could see myself, looking frozen and slightly disheveled, the pleasure barely hidden on my face. Despite my protestations, this did feel amazing, but I could not let this go on. This was way too far. I was married. I loved my girlfriend! I am a professional. I should not be liking this. I should not let this ambitious little temptress get her way, even if it did feel really good.

This could not have worked out any worse! I go a day or two without s*x, only to find myself with the neighborhood’s biggest skank, who proceeds to put the moves on me. Who throws herself at me and in my weakened state, she found a foothold, and she was taking advantage. Her hands were on my d**k, and she was not letting go.

She moved in closer, pressing her chest against me, her hard n*pples scraping against my cotton shirt. And still, her hands were working, aggressively massaging my disobediently throbbing manhood. My hands were hovering in the air, not knowing what to do. I felt my phone slip from my fingers, falling onto the floor with a dull thud, as if signifying the ground, I was losing to her.

"This hard f*cking c*ck tells me everything I need to know," she whispered huskily, her softly spoken words in such close proximity to my ear making my spine shiver and my brain tingle.

"You so want to f*ck me, do you not? You have wanted to be with me from the moment I applied for the job. You've wanted to work one-on-one with me from the moment you saw me shaking my hot ass and huge bre*sts across the neighborhood. Did you not?" she asked, her deft fingers tugging at my shirt, trying to untuck it from my pants.

I could not find a response.

"Face it, Callum Martin, you want me. You want my hot body! You date girls like her, but you love girls like me. You need girls like me! You need a slut, don't you, Callum?" she asked, forcefully yanking the zipper of my pants.

As her fingers danced against the bare skin of my exposed stomach, she continued.

"You need a girlfriend for all that boring stuff, like bills, and cooking, and cleaning... ugh. But you need a slut like me for the fun stuff. She gets your heart, the sweet, loving moments, I get your d**k! I get your huge, fat, swollen balls! I get this f*cking hot body!" she gasped out, her fingers lightly and lovingly scratching against my fit stomach.

"I get the hot, filthy s*x. I get the hard f*cking! She can have your heart, your love, I get to have the contents of your swollen nuts. All that thick, boiling c*m sloshing around you sack belongs to me and me alone."

"No..." I gasped out, her soft touch making me shiver again.

"You take me, Callum, and I will rock your world," she began, running her fingers along the hem of my pants, teasing me as she gripped my clothed d**k with her other hand.

"Not only will I be your girlfriend, but I will also be your work wh*re. We will spend most of our days together, f*cking as often as we can, and then I will send you home, barely able to walk, not even able to get it up for that pathetic excuse for a woman ever again!" she teased, her fingertips playfully dipping into the hem of my pants.

"And we will be having so much dirty s*x that you would not be able to stop yourself from falling in love with me. Your little crush will turn into full-blown obsession, a type of love that is stronger than what you have with your girlfriend. You will love me more than your girlfriend! You will love my hot body more than anything! And you would not be afraid to show it... you will give me money..." she paused, popping open the button at my crotch. "...fancy, expensive, sexy clothes..." placing her fingers around my zipper, "...a nice house..." she said, her fingers on one hand deftly lowering my zipper as the other lovingly slid against my stomach. "And maybe, just maybe if we are lucky, you will put a baby in my belly."

"Wha... ahh!" I asked loudly, but the fight was quickly taken out of me, because as she made this insane prediction, her hand slid under the hem of my black boxer briefs, gliding down till I felt her fingers curl around the root of my pulsing member.

"Oh God!" I moaned lightly, feeling her slim fingers against the bare skin of my throbbing d**k.

"Oooh, I think you like that sound of that!" she said, smirking at me as her grip traversed the length of my hard pipe, skin-on-skin.

"Is that right? You like the idea of draining your nuts in the neighborhood slut's c*nt? Giving the biggest skank in the neighborhood a baby? I think you do!"

"No," I gasped out, trying my best not to acknowledge the pleasure her skilled hand was bringing me. I was pressed against the bed, clinging to it, doing everything I could to fight off what she was doing to me.

"But you are so HARD!" she remarked smugly, her hand working wonders on me.

It felt so good! Dammit! How did I let things get this far?

"I knew you were a sick f*ck like me, and this f*cking rock hard c*ck just f*cking proves it! Now, let me take a look at what I am working with here," she said, stepping back slightly, giving her busy hand some room to scoop my manhood from my pants.

"Holy sh*t!" she gasped out, eyes going wide as she took in my engorged p*nis in the flesh for the second time.

My thick, fully hard nine-and-half inch d**k was now exposed to her eyes, my heavy balls hanging below it, finally extricated from my pants and briefs. Lisa was gawking at it, studying its impressive length for a few moments, appraising it lustily.

"Jesus, Callum... I knew you were f*cking big, but f*ck... you are huge! How did this nice, sweet, charming man end up having a fat monster c*ck between his legs?" she asked, smirking at me as she maintained her grip around the root of my c*ck.

"Unless you are not so nice. Unless you are not designed for being a good guy to only one woman, but for pleasuring multiple women." I shook my head, but I could not find any words.

The pleasure was overwhelming. Seeing me in this state, her hand began to travel my length, affirming her control over me.

"This d**k is f*cking wasted on a girl like Colette! It needs someone like me to care for it in the way it needs!"

"Please! Stop!" I begged Lisa, pleading with her to let me go. I was so tense, so overwhelmed with pleasure... there was nothing I could willingly to do to push away this pleasure. Her hand felt too good to stop. My c*ck was leaking pre-c*m, lubing her hand, making it all the easier for her to stroke me.

"Not a f*cking chance!" she sniped at me, stroking my rock hard meat firmly.

"F*ck, that is a fat d**k," she said to herself, before looking back at me.

"This d**k is mine now. I control it! I own it!" She focused on stroking me, her hand flying up my lengthy d**k, causing her boobs to jiggle.

My eyes fell to her jutting rack once again, their light bouncing almost hypnotizing

"Tell me... tell me you like feeling the neighborhood slut jacking you off! Tell me how good it feels!"

"No..." I gasped, pulling my eyes from her chest, knowing I would not be able to think clearly while looking at their succulent flesh. My entire body was tightened, trying to resist the urge to explode. Her amazing hand had me on the edge, and after going so long without I needed to c*m. She smiled at my fight, but she was undeterred.

"Just admit it, baby," she said softly, leaning in close, her bre*sts pushing into my chest.

"Admit it, and I am yours. My hot body will be your f*cking property," she whispered in my ear.

"No..." I repeated. "My girlfriend..."

"Does not matter." Lisa finished my sentence, still stroking me, her slick hand jacking me in just the right way.

Her hand was a live-wire, sending electric shocks of pleasure all through me.

"I am your work girlfriend... your little slut. Your wh*re to use. Does that not make me more important than her?"

"F*ck..." I sighed, the pleasure too blindingly good to speak.

"That is it, baby. Talk to me! Talk to me! Tell your f*cking slut how good she makes you feel!" she insisted, aggressively stroking me.

"Tell me, you love it! Tell me how hot I make you! Tell me you love how slutty I am!"

"F*ck you!" I groaned out, my entire body on edge.

This anger only caused her to laugh.

"I love it! I f*cking love it! Look at what I do to you! Look how insane with lust I make you!" She boasted proudly, her chest scrubbing against mine. I could feel her throbbing n*pples on my chest.

"I can make you c*m at any time. I can make you c*m now... or I can draw this out till you lose your f*cking mind! Till you go insane for me! You can make this really easy and just admit to how much you are hot for me!" I shook my head, my neck muscles taut.

She leaned forward and licked my tightened neck, her tongue made me shiver, almost making me lose it completely. Still working me over with her hand, she stepped back again, letting me gawk at her chest once more.

"Why don't you squeeze my bre*sts, Callum?" she offered again.

"It will make you feel so much better, and besides... I am already jacking you off. Compared to that, squeezing my big, soft, perfect bre*sts is not so bad, right?" she asked, her fingers lightly squeezing my heavy sack.

I knew how wrong it really was, I did. But... I just could not pull my eyes away from those mammoth udders. I was so on edge; I could not think straight. They looked so smooth... so soft... so perfect. They were just begging to be touched. To be squeezed. I knew it was wrong, but Lisa had a good point. It was not nearly as bad as what she was doing to me now, you know, jacking me off. How much worse would this whole thing be if I just squeezed her bre*sts? It is not so bad, right?

I had laughed her off, rolled my eyes at this farce of a silly presentation, and yelled at her, but now, I had successfully rationalized to myself why it would be a good idea to squeeze her massive bre*sts.

God help me.

Before I could think twice, my hands leapt from against the bed, jumping forward, palms open, until they made contact with the flesh Lisa Warden's enormous bre*sts. At first, my touch was tentative, running my fingers and palms lightly over the smooth, succulent flesh. The expression on her face was uncharacteristically warm and patient, letting me take my time to appreciate this momentous occasion.

"Feel my big bre*sts, baby," she urged me, encouraging me.

I let my hands slide all over the enormous boobs, trying to feel every square inch of soft breast between my fingers, this act causing a deep, unfettered moan to escape from deep in her throat. I let my hands slide along the artful curves of her round bre*sts till my hands were cupping her massive jugs, bouncing them lightly, feeling their heavy weight in my palms. I was transfixed by Lisa's huge bre*sts, in a way I had never been before. My singular focus in this world was Lisa's huge rack, and I could not get enough. I slid my hands up till they were pressed into the fronts of her large bre*sts, n*pples centered in my palms. I had resisted digging into the soft flesh for as long as I could, but with my hands fully spread out against her big bre*sts, my fingers digging lightly into the voluptuous flesh, I could not resist any longer. After feeling the softness for so long, my will finally broke, and my fingers reflexively squeezed, desperate to feel all of the boob fleshiness at once.

Holy s**t! They felt amazing! I squeezed over and over again, not getting enough. They were so big! And so, f*cking soft! They felt incredible in my hands. I was only squeezing tentatively at the moment, not fully digging in yet, and it was still the greatest thing I had ever felt in my hands. I had never been this close to a pair of big bre*sts, and now that I was feeling them hands-on, squeezing them over and over again, I was starting to truly understand the appeal. I kept squeezing them, feeling the soft flesh against my fingertips as her hard n*pples dug into my palms.

"Oh f*ck!" Lisa sighed as I squeezed her soft breast slightly.

"Get in there! Squeeze them harder! Harder!" she urged more insistently.

I was so hypnotized by her huge bre*sts that I did whatever she wanted without thought or question. I squeezed her huge bre*sts more firmly, digging into the soft flesh with my fingers, kneading the firm flesh roughly, and the sensation was just... incredible. I can barely express in words how soft and firm her huge boobs were. I could not get enough. I just kept squeezing them over and over again. My attention soon focused on her n*pples, my fingers playing with the hard nubbins and her smooth areolas.

My attention was so focused on Lisa's bre*sts that I was barely noticing the fact that Lisa was still stroking my rock hard erection, not as quick as before, keeping me right on the edge, not letting my boiling balls simmer at any point. She wanted to keep firm control of my decision making, and she was doing a very good job at it. All I cared about were her amazingly huge, soft bre*sts and diamond hard n*pples. My mouth was watering at the sight of them, and that fact was very clear to her.

"You can suck on them if you want to," she whispered, still stroking me with one hand as she gripped the back of my neck with the other, trying to pull me to her.

"I know you want to," she added, her whisper like the devil on my shoulder but at this point, I did not need any extra encouragement. I brought my mouth down to her chest, my open mouth soon surrounding one of her throbbing n*pples.

"Ahhh... f*ck!" she moaned out, her n****e growing even harder in my mouth. I licked at the hard nub as I sucked at it, my open mouth taking her entire n****e. I attacked her n****e savagely, running my tongue across it, smothering it with saliva.

"Yes... YES!" she moaned out, pulling me harder against her chest, trying to force more of her breast into my mouth. And she was succeeding, smothering my mouth with her soft udder, but I was not complaining.

"Suck my tit, babe... suck it! YES! Suck my huge bre*sts because they are so much bigger than your girlfriend's! Suck my big bre*sts hard cause you have been waiting for years to do so! Worship my boobs with your mouth because my hot body deserves it... because my hot body is so much better than your girlfriend's in every way!"

 I was not listening too closely to the words she was saying, so preoccupied I was. She pressed her bre*sts against my face, smothering me with the soft, firm flesh. With a pop, she pulled her spit-soaked n****e from my mouth, scrubbing both bre*sts across my face for a few moments before I was able to capture her other n****e between my teeth.

"AAHHHHH! YES!" she moaned out, loving the feeling of my teeth on her n****e. I bit down on her n****e, causing her to squeal with delight.

"Yes, I love it! Your mouth feels so good on my bre*sts! I want you to suck on them forever!"

I alternated between these teasing bites and some lavish tongue worship, eventually causing her whole body to shiver.

"UGH! F*CK!" she groaned out, clutching my mouth against her chest roughly as a small orgasm rippled through her lithe frame. Finally, with a soft sigh, she pushed my hungry mouth away.

I looked up at her as she looked down at me, a content, satisfied smirk on her lips. She could not look more pleased with herself, and in that moment, I realized that her insane plan was somehow working. She had already dragged me deeper than I could have ever predicted but she was not done yet. Far from it.

 Looking at me with a hungry lust in her eyes.

“Now let me show you what my mouth can do," she finished, licking her lips.

 Smiling like the devil, she slid down to her knees, still maintaining her grip on my swollen meat. She stroked my c*ck a few times, pointing the engorged member at her face. Getting in close, she studied my hard p*nis, eyes hungrily consuming every ridge and vein. I looked down at myself, and I could not notice that I had never been so hard. My c*ck was iron in her grasp, swollen in a way I had never seen it. I could almost see it pulsing, seemingly right on the edge of exploding.

"Mmm, now that is a good d**k!" Lisa marveled, leaning in close, smelling the animal pheromones emanating from my erection. I was suddenly filled with a panic, knowing we were about to cross another barrier if I did not intervene.

"Lisa, wait, WAIT!" I said, holding out my hand as she moved her mouth close to the tip, close enough to feel her breath.

She squeezed my aching shaft and looked up at me, her eyes gleaming with bad intentions. "We cannot do this... my girlfriend..." I exclaimed, panting, begging her to stop, understanding now that I did not have the self-control, I thought I did. Just slid her eyes back down, gawking at my meat again. If I wanted to stop this, I would have to convince her to stop. To end this. That was the only way. But she was not having it, and if she had heard me, she did not deign to acknowledge me.

"Oh my God, I am going to swallow every f*cking inch of this monster!" she stated excitedly, eyes focused solely on the swollen tip.

"Lisa, please..." I begged, but at the same moment these words left my lips, her seductive gaze turned upwards, her green eyes meeting mine once again at the same moment she puckered her lips and planted a soft, wet kiss on the tip of my d**k.

"Ohhhhh... f*ck!" I grunted out, unable to contain the pleasure. The tip of my c*ck was now moist with a mix of my pre-c*m and her saliva.

"You can act all innocent," Lisa began, holding my eyes with hers, "But I know exactly what you want me to do right now... and you are about to get your wish." She then focused her eyes on the hard member in front of her, parted her lips, leaned forward, and let my throbbing meat enter her mouth.

The tip of my d**k broke the barrier, but her lips were parted wide enough so my thick c*ck did not make any physical contact. I felt her breath, a few drops of hot saliva, but nothing else. No lips... no tongue. Nothing. She was withholding that pleasure from me at the moment. My c*ck entered her mouth deeply, but still, I felt nothing other than the wet heat of her oral cavity. She paused for a few seconds, before her hungry eyes lazily slid upward to meet mine and, at the same moment, her lips closed around the circumference of my aching c*ck.

"Oh F*CK!" I screamed out at this long-awaited contact. At the same time, her tongue went to work, sliding against the underside of my needy shaft. She worked up to a steady rhythm, bobbing up and down my d**k, taking about half of the length in her mouth. The tip of my c*ck hit the back of her throat over and over again, desperate to go deeper.

It felt SO good! My girlfriend was not exactly into sucking me off, but she would do it for me on special occasions. Her efforts when she did give me oral s*x were fine, but they lacked the zeal that would be present from someone who truly enjoyed the act. Now Lisa... it was obvious that she LOVED sucking d**k!

Her tongue was going wild, working my c*ck over, pleasuring my d**k while soaking it with her hot spit. And the sensation of her plump lips wrapped around my thick, swollen d**k was incredible. And just watching her perform this act on me... even that was enough to send a thrill through me. Her gorgeous face in lusty heat. Her ass behind her, looking so round and smooth, each cheek hanging out from her thong. And her big, bare bre*sts, jiggling and bouncing as she sucked me, her hard n*pples dancing through the air... the sight of it was almost enough to make me lose it. She was ferocious, sucking me as if she was starving for d**k, her hot wet mouth savoring every inch. She was attacking my c*ck, diving deeper, trying to take as much hard d**k down her throat as possible, but her tight throat was not allowing entrance despite her best efforts. But she kept trying, attacking my hard throbbing meat, trying to dig out space in her throat and in my lusty haze, still frozen, laying on the bed, the only thing I could think of was... why not help her out?

Unable to stop myself, I reached forward and rested my hand on the back of her head. Her eyes twinkled at me as my fingers gathered a grip of her silky hair, and as she dove forward, I assisted her, pulling her into me, breaking through the tight barrier of her throat, allowing her to take more of my thick c*ck in her hot, wet mouth.

"Holy s**t!" I moaned out, unable to believe what I was feeling. Her mouth was like magic. I had never felt a raw, animal pleasure like this. No woman had brought this out of me, until now. I looked down again, admiring her d**k-sucking ferocity. She got deeper and deeper on me, inhaling more of my meat, taking it down her throat partially, but she wouldn't be satisfied till she swallowed the whole thing.

She dug her sharp nails into the backs of my thighs, gripping me tightly, using me as leverage to force more of my c*ck down her tight throat. Choking sounds came from her throat as she savagely inhaled me, but she did not slow down. Spit was dripping down her chin, falling to her heaving bre*sts, but she did not stop. She wanted to swallow my d**k, and she was not going to stop till got the job done.

"Holy s**t, Lisa! Your mouth feels amazing!" I sighed, unable to lie about the pleasure she was bringing me. Her mouth was magic, solely built to bring pleasure to any nearby c*ck she could wrap her lips around. My arm was more active, pushing her down onto my c*ck roughly as she forced herself down on it.

She was not letting up. I do not know how she was gaining breath as she aggressively inhaled my throbbing member, but she kept at it, swallowing as much of me as I could. It felt amazing. Her tongue was firm and sinewy, working the underside of my shaft like an expert. Her plump lips sliding up and down my c*ck provided just the right amount of pleasure. My c*ck was nearly coated with her sticky saliva as her wet mouth lubed it up. Her mouth was a whirlwind of pleasure, giving every inch of c*ck a nearly indescribable pleasure. Well, nearly every inch.

The pleasure was nearly blinding it was so good, and in that moment, I realized, looking down at the fervor she was sucking me, trying to swallow my d**k whole, I wanted her to reach her goal. I wanted to get every inch of my c*ck down her tight, slutty throat. I wanted to feel her plump lips wrapped around the root of my c*ck. Looking down at her, looking at her red face as she plugged her throat with my swollen meat, I wanted more. So, as she gave it one more go, shoving my hard c*ck into her hungry mouth, I pulled her in again, roughly, forcing my entire length down her tight throat. I looked down, seeing her nose pressed against my torso, her plump, sexy lips stretched to the max around the root of my d**k.

"AAAAHHHHH! F*CK!" I screamed out, feeling her tight throat squeezing my meat. I held her in place, holding my c*ck balls deep inside her gullet. Her face was screaming red from lack of air, but she was not making any effort to move. She was exactly where she wanted to be. Her tongue massaged my throbbing d**k as it marinated in the heated oven of her slutty throat. I held her in place for as long as I could before finally, she pulled back, my swollen c*ck emerging from the confines of her mouth, completely coated with her sticky drool. Her spit was everywhere as she extricated my c*ck, bands of it connecting her mouth and my d**k, some of it dripping onto her luscious chest. She panted for air, but she could not have looked happier, looking up at me, lust in her eyes.

"This c*ck is amazing!" she gasped out, wiping the saliva from her lips. "I want you to f*ck my face. My f*cking throat is yours!" she said, eyes nearly insane with heat, her lips parted, ready for more. And in that moment, that is what I wanted too. I wanted to f*ck her throat. I wanted every inch of my c*ck in her mouth again.

Gathering her hair in my hand, I pulled her forward once more, forcing my big d**k into her mouth again, sliding it all the way in until her lips swallowed the base of my dong. Gripping her tresses, I began to piston my d**k in and out of her mouth, pumping its entire length, from tip to root, working up a smooth rhythm. And now that her throat had been prepped, she could take it. She could take my lengthy d**k inside her no problem, swallowing it easily. I began to drive into her harder, my d**k sliding smoothly into her throat, giving her my full length on every stroke, pumping so fast that my saliva coated balls were soon lewdly slapping her chin.

For a few seconds, I had the power, my hips driving into her face as I maintained a rough grip on her hair, pulling her into me. But this was merely momentary, as she impatiently brushed my hand aside, gripped my thighs roughly, and began to force herself down on me harder than I had been, using my c*ck to f*ck her tight throat savagely.

" F*ck!!" I moaned out.

She went to town on me, smoothly taking my spit-soaked c*ck in her mouth, in and out, in and out, over and over again.