Making my mother my slut and submissive, incest stories, It all started when I was 18 and a senior in High School playing football. It was a Saturday practice after a big win on Friday night, and our coach gave us half practice off.
I came home a couple hours early. Mom was doing her usual shopping on a Saturday with the girls, which usually took most of the day. Dad was home with my older sister Kip who was off work today.
When I came in the house, I heard what sounded like Mom and Dad fucking in the basement, I crept down the stairs as any horny teenager would and I got the shock of my life. There was my sister completely naked, head down and her big ass in the air, my father was pounding the shit out of her pussy, but she was not crying or screaming for help, no my slut of a sister was encouraging my father to fuck her harder.
He said, “You like Daddy’s big cock my little slut daughter, you like it hard don’t you?”
She was saying things like, “Oh fuck your little girl, fuck my little pussy hard and deep with your big cock Daddy. I am you nasty little fuckslut.”
FUCKKK I had no idea she even ever heard words like that before, she always presented herself to be a prude.
It was funny in a way, because she was telling him how big his cock was and although I had never seen it before, I was shocked at the size. Dad was about 6-1, and weighed about 200, but his cock was by estimation about 6 inches long and thin.
What shocked me was, although I was only about an inch taller and 10 pounds heavier my cock was a full 11 inches long and thick.
I was so fucking shocked by what I saw and yet I couldn’t stop watching him fuck my tart of a sister. He pounded her hard and deep, all the time calling her names that would make a sailor blush, and she loved it, the harder he fucked, the more names he called her the louder she moaned, until finally Dad pulled his cock out and grabbed her by the hair and cum all over her face.
I was so fucking turned on I dropped my heavy load in my pants, without touching myself.
I hurried outside and left as quietly as I could, driving around for a half an hour, sitting in my car in my sticky cum filled jeans. Yet my fucking cock was still so fucking hard, all I could see was my sister getting fucked hard and begging for more. I wanted that fucking slut, at the very least to make her my nasty cocksucker on call. I dropped another big load in my pants thinking I will never have to jack off again.
When I got home Dad was in his den and sister was in her room. I was so glad no one could see what a mess I had in my pants. I went to my room, grabbed some clean shorts and jeans and headed to the shower. Not thinking I dropped the cum filled shorts and jeans in the hamper and showered. I went to my room to plan my next move.
Let me describe my mom. She had my sister when she was 17, my Dad was 27, and she had me at 20. Even at 38 she was a great looking woman that all my friends drooled over, she was tall 5-10 and had a body to die for, 38 DD breasts, a thin waist and an ass that really filled out a bikini.
She obviously wore the pants in the family, Dad was casper milk toast, and Mom ruled with an iron fist, I couldn’t wait to graduate and get out from under her control.
Saturday night was the only night she gave my Father sex, so I always assumed she was a cock teasing prude from the way she dressed and the way she acted, which were so opposite. So I blamed her for my Dad fucking my sister.
Mom always wore these thin house dresses around the house, she said they were comfortable, but they drove my horny friends nuts. If she stood in the light just right you could see right through and to a horny teenager that was almost naked! There was always a couple buttons undone on her top, showing just enough cleavage that you prayed she had to bend over for something.
Mom always came in our rooms at night to kiss us good night, that was her ritual, and damn I looked forward to her leaning down to kiss me. I could see right down her ample cleavage, and I felt so guilty that I was perving my own Mom, but couldn’t help it.
My next move really came to me by accident. That afternoon when Mom came home, she gathered the dirty laundry and headed to the basement. HOLY SHIT, it took me 15 minutes to realize that she had my cum soaked shorts, and I needed to get them back before she realized what a pervert I was to cum in my pants.
I hurried to the basement and as I stepped down the stairs my Mom seemed oblivious to what was around her, and she certainly didn’t notice me standing at the top of the stairs. For a moment I saw her with my sticky cum filled shorts in one hand holding them to her face, and the other hand under her skirt and moving in such a way I knew she was fingering her pussy. DAMN I couldn’t believe it, Mom was turned on by her own son’s cum. Shit did I misjudge her, she was a perverted slut, but just not for my Father.
I quietly went back up the stairs to gather my thoughts. I went to my room and although I said to myself earlier I would never have to jack off again I couldn’t help it. I closed my door, lay on the bed and pulled my jeans down to my ankles My cock was so fucking hard the head was sticking out of the top of my shorts and leaking prprecum.
I started stroking my fat cock so fucking hard, and was just starting to cum, as the first jet of hot cum was shooting in the air my door opened and I heard my Mom’s voice, “Laundry Day,” she said.
I looked at her as she took in the site of her son laying on his back his massive cock shooting jet after jet of hot cum. I could have sworn I heard a moan from her as she quickly closed my door, as if nothing happened. Fuck I was so turned on by her seeing me like that I wanted more and I knew I would have to find away to get it.
I lay there on my bed, my mind going in so many directions, first my father fucking my big sister, then my mother masturbating with my cum filled shorts, then I kept thinking about that little moan as my mother’s eyes fixed on my massive dick. My mind flashing back to the difference in size of my Dad’s and my dick, and thinking, no wonder she only gave him pussy once a week, with such a tiny little dick.
I know it was wrong on so many levels but all I could think of was I wanted to make my own mother my cock slave, a slave to my big monster dick, and I knew just how I was going to do it…
The rest of the day Mom seemed to avoid making eye contact with me and I loved how uncomfortable she seemed to be. I knew she had to be thinking about my big cock, becaue she had a flush about her, and her nipples seemed to be hard rocks standing straight out. I made sure she saw me staring at those big tits.
Saturday night was always family movie night, we would rent a movie, throw some pizza on the coffee table and pig out.
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