b***h of a Mother
1437 Words
Dilton's POV
"Honey?" My mother calls out.
If it were for me, I would have let my mother see that her loving fiance is f*****g her son but Jason's very scared it seems.
Once he heard her voice, he quickly pulls out from me and pushes me under the table when I make no point of moving from the table. As I said, I'm not like Jason. I'm not scared to be caught. I guess it's better that way so I can have Jason to myself.
"Just stay there for a while."
I roll my eyes. What choice do I have?
I don't know how Jason was able to wear his clothes back but when he faces my mother, I can see that he looks decent enough. Aside from his crimson red cheeks, no other sign is present to hint that he's close to f*****g his stepson earlier.
So fake!
"Hey honey," mom greets and proceeds to hug Jason tight then he pulls him in a kiss.
Ew! So she can taste my ass from her tongue because that's where Jason put his tongue earlier. Ew, but at the same time, it's so hot to know that!
Their kiss then turns heated and when I peak, I see the two of them fondling each other. Mom's hand is on Jason's, caressing his clothed d**k while Jason's are on his t**s.
"Where's Dilton?" Mom asks about to unzip Jason's pants.
Ugh. Here! I'm here!
"I don't know. I didn't see him when I got here."
"Hmm... Good."
What the hell?! What's so good about that?! Oh yeah! It's good because they're about to f**k.
I grumble to myself because I should be the one getting f****d hard by Jason! But nooo! Now, the b***h is getting Jason's huge c**k. Why the hell did she have to come home early, anyway?
Now I can't have Jason to myself. And I have the nicest spot to see them f*****g. Just great!
But b***h! My d**k twitches at the image, of me seeing my mother getting f****d hard by Jason... Am I so horny that I get hot at that? But I can just replace the images of my mother with me. I want to be the one letting Jason moan like that. I want to have that hole where Jason's going to slide his c**k into.
I want to be Jason's cockslut.
Suddenly, Jason kneels in front of her. With a smirk thrown at me, Jason lifts her pencil skirt.
What the hell is he on about now?! What the hell is Jason playing?
With my mother's loud moans suddenly reverberating in the kitchen and Jason's head moving, it's obvious he's enjoying eating her p***y.
Knowing that I'm still here... f**k Jason!
I put my finger on my wrinkled hole and rub my soft finger on it. I close my eyes and imagine it's Jason's tongue instead but it feels so dry so I suck my fingers in my mouth to wet them.
"Ah! Jason!" Mom suddenly squeals.
When I look at them to see what made my mother suddenly shouting, I see Jason's fingers insanely moving in her p***y. But what made me stare at them is the fact that Jason is directly looking at me.
Jason has that eager look in his eyes and I'm glad to know that it's because of me.
I smirk at him and suck my fingers more, giving him the most slutty look I can muster prompting him to finger mom faster.
"Honey, oh my god! Calm down!" Mom puts her hands on his shoulders not knowing that the reason for his sudden aggressiveness is because of her very own son.
Swirling my tongue around my fingers, eyes still fixated on Jason's, I slowly pull out my fingers letting the string of saliva drool on my chin.
I lick my glistening bottom lip and bit my bottom lip, my hand jerking my c**k turning faster, and my wet fingers now playing with my hole.
My mouth opens in a silent scream. I muster an expression I know will make him regret that he's not f*****g me instead of my mom.
And I'm not disappointed when I see his fingers turning faster, not heeding my mother's requests to slow down for a bit.
My fingers too turn faster, meeting with his pace.
God! I want Jason's huge c**k! I add more finger in me but they're not enough. They're not stretching me like I want to. I can't feel the pulsating warm feeling in me.
"f**k! JASON!" Mom screams while she cums on his fingers.
Damn it! It should be me screaming that while I ride his damned c**k. I'll be squeezing the hell out of his c**k he wouldn't want to taste other p*****s anymore. He would just be asking for my boypussy and not my mother's loose p***y.
I don't think she can serve Jason the way I can. I have a tight ass. I'm young. I'm very adventurous. I can do whatever Jason wants me to do. She can't ever top that. Ha!
She's just the b***h who had the chance of meeting Jason first.
If I met Jason first, he'd be mine instead.
"Oh god, stop for a while Jason," she utters pushing Jason a bit.
Ugh! Look! She can't meet Jason's libido. I can! If he picked me instead, we'll be f*****g all day long.
But Jason isn't listening, he flips my mother facing her to me giving me a very good spot to see her still glistening p***y.
Ew!
It looks disgusting!
I turn my head away from it and continue to finger my hole.
I don't know how the hell mom isn't able to see me but maybe she's too focused on Jason's ministration.
"Ah! Not my ass!" she screams out and that's when I see Jason licking her anal hole while his fingers try to finger her back hole.
She pushes him away. "Not there!"
Jason frowns in disappointment but doesn't push her anymore.
I can't see my mom anymore because she faces him back but I can assume that she's sporting a very apologetic smile.
"How about we continue this upstairs in our room? f**k me hard as you mean it. f**k me until I get pregnant."
I quietly growl. So she can bear kids and I can't. Big deal!
So what the hell will I be doing then while they're f*****g in their room?! Try to hear their moans or sneak a peak like a f*****g creep?! Just so I can imagine myself getting f****d hard by Jason?! No way!!!
If I want to be f****d, I want Jason f*****g me. Not just imagine it! I'm not some f*****g virgin.
If Jason wants to f**k her instead of creating reasons to continue f*****g me, fine!
To my disappointment, Jason did let mom pull him to their room.
Disappointed, I retire to my room. I just want to be f****d and I'm f*****g horny af.
Fine! If Jason can f**k anyone he wants. I can too.
Grumbling, I pull my phone and scroll through the list of guys I know is very eager to f**k me.
Unlike Jason. God, I hate him! He's such an asshole just teasing me.
I spot the contact with my married teacher. This old bastard has always offered me to let him f**k me. He always tells me he can raise my grades... Whatever! It's not like I care for my grades.
He always invites me in his office, creating different reasons but when I got there, all he did is force me to bend over and try to f**k me while still clothed. If it weren't for my threats that I'm going to report him to the school's director, he'd be raping me there and then.
I hate him!
I don't know why but I'm just not getting hot and bothered because he's ugly... Okay, not that ugly... But he doesn't look hot! At all!
So I don't know why what made me call him now, maybe I'm just really frustrated at Jason, I just want to get back at him.
He immediately answers just after one ring. See?! That old bastard is eager to f**k me!
"Hello, Dilton, what made you call?" I scoff. I can just see his tongue lulling in excitement.
"I need you to tutor me in my room, can you professor?"
I know he understands what I mean because he laughs in glee.
"Sure! I will just make reasons for my wife. I will be there in 10."
"Okay sir, I'll be waiting."
Ugh! Why can he make reasons to his wife while Jason can't?! Jason just doesn't want to f**k me, does he?
Whatever! I got someone better.
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