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Mom-domAbsolutely NO friend request accepted without a comment on the story.===============================================================================”WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?” she yelled.I shrank back into the corner of her bedroom and hid my head between my knees. “Didn’t I tell you to not wash my panties? You cost me thirty dollars you asshole.” Linda was 5′ 6″. She had chestnut brown hair that fell to the middle of her back. Her round face was glowing with passion while her beautiful brown eyes had turned red with anger. As she spoke (or rather yelled at me) the crow’s feet by her eyes amplified and became darker, despite the heavy makeup. Her round, voluptuous and blatant breasts rose and fell with every heavy breath she took. They seemed to fill her entire mid-section, all the way from her chest to her navel. Her perfectly circular and dark areolas were topped off with round, cherry sized nipples. The sagged tit flesh made them point down, toward her crotch. I couldn’t see her belly behind her tits but the love handles on either side bulged out and spilled over her purple spandex leggings. Her ass, almost 55 inch around, was jiggly and spread wide despite the taut spandex. “I’m – I’m sorry mom!” I stammered, too afraid to look up at her.All I could see were her red patent leather boots that went all the way up to her thighs. With 6 inch heels, those boots made Linda, my mother, a 6 feet tall amazon with huge fucking tits and an ass that I couldn’t put my arms around even if I tried.She crossed the 5 feet between us in a second and kicked my ass. I heard a dull thud and then searing pain shot up from the side of my left buttock to my nipples. “Owwww.” I yelled out in pain.I knew my yelp would only encouraged her more kaçak iddaa but I couldn’t help it. It hurt a lot.Linda grabbed my hair and pulled me up. She moved left foot between my legs, dangerously close to my crotch. I shoved my hands between my legs to protect my delicate, stunted balls from my mother’s oncoming thrust. But she had other plans.Linda threw me forward. I fell face down and my torso bent over her big boot. Away from the corner I was hiding in, my mother now had full access to my soft rear. For next few minutes, all I heard was her cursing me as her powerful kick found my ass, again and again. “You fucking son of a bitch. You don’t listen. Dumb asshole.” I felt her pointy heel drag across my ass, I knew that’d leave a scar – at least for a few days.”I don’t know how I had you but everyday I am sorry that I did. You worthless piece of shit” she continued the abuse. I was now sobbing. My ass was on fire. “Filthy motherfucker. SHOW ME YOUR FUCKING COCK – you shit.” She reached down to grab my hair again and pulled me straight. Then she threw me on my back. My small three inch penis had stopped growing a long ago. The doctor told her that I was an average boy, who could have been a girl. Either way, I’d never be a man.”Look at that pathetic little cock. Smaller than my pinky. What a fucking waste of space you are.” mom mumbled.She raised her left foot and touched my soft member with her shiny shoe. My cock responded with fear and shrank even more. My balls, in anticipation of a deliciously painful kick had retreated into the ballsack that itself had become one with my skin.She smiled.”A man can fuck your sissy little ass and never know that you are a boy!” “You like that you little bitch?”I looked up. She looked happy bets10 as she tormented me with her leather.”You are a cunt, aren’t you?””Yes””YES WHAT YOU CUNT!” “I…..I am….. a cunt!” “A FUCKING CUNT.” her voice boomed in the little room.”A fucking cunt! I am a fucking cunt mom””Turn over you little fuck.”I did and felt her pointy toe on my asshole.”Your asshole is big, bigger than a cunt your age should have.” she said.If she only knew why but that was my secret. Mom was always a pothead. Even when I was 5, she’d smoke pot and then have sex with her boyfriend, Randy. Randy was a trucker but her seldom worked more than a few hours a week. His only goal in life, it seemed was to smoke pot. Even fucking my beautiful, voluptuous mom was not as important as pot. We had lamps, pots and everything you’d need to grow. So much was Randy obsessed with the “fruit of the earth” that he convinced my mother to throw me out of my room and use it for his plants. Mom, already in a vicious downward spiral, complied. Randy became my mother’s Master and later her pimp. As I grew up, I saw hundreds of men coming to our door and handing 60 bucks to Randy. Some’d walk away with a small baggie and some’d be ushered into a room where my mom waited in her underwear or a small robe. The session never lasted for more than 10 minutes. If it went over, Randy’d send me into the room, asking for food. Almost always I’d see a man’s naked butt and feet between mom’s creamy white thighs as he pumped his cock in her. My presence in the room either made the man climax or freaked him out. Either way, he’d be finished in less than two minutes freeing mom for her next john.When Randy left us, mom was devastated. She had given up so much for that son of bets10 güvenilir mi a bitch but he had found a 20 year old with huge tits and an ass you could fuck for hours. I knew because when my mom was out, Randy’d fuck her in our house. After he left, my mother went insane. She refused to eat or even wash herself for days, mumbling obscenities. Then, after about a week, her anger turned toward me.”If you were a girl, I could have put you into the business and he’d have never left us.”I couldn’t believe my ears. From that day on, my mother started dressing up as a dom. She turned into a full time prostitute and then started charging $200 for whipping men’s bottoms and kicking their balls. As her confidence grew, so did my hips. I was now 36 inches wide around my ass. I had inherited her pretty oval face and big eyes. Lack of testosterone and generous dose of emasculation I suffered each day ensured that my body was more curvy than most girls my age. I didn’t just look like a pretty girl. I acted like one too.Before each session, my mother smoked pot or snorted coke. This heightened her pleasure but also left her too woozie to know what really was happening around her.After the session was over, I actually lured her johns into my room and gave them head. For as little as 10 bucks, I was draining three to four guys a day and saving the money for my big plan.Now, as my mother looked at my expanded asshole, she was close to figuring out that plan. Years of sucking men and letting them fuck my ass had left my asshole extended beyond what you’d call normal. It was an inch wide and could easily swallow a medium sized cock.But all this was part of the plan. I wanted my mother to find out that I was fucking her men, that I was as big of a whore as she was. Randy, for a fucking bastard that he was, had taught me one trick and I was going to use it on my mother.=========================================Part 2 depends upon the feedback I receive on this one. So go ahead and add comments

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