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Spiraling Downward (Tyr & aprilmay1965)

April's legs were spread wide over her son's thighs, she could feel his thick head pushing into her tiny hole. It was still sore and stretched, still slick from his seed. She was moaning as she felt the thick head push into her. She moved her hips to give the proper alignment. She was moving her hips as he thrust up into her. She knew her son had an anal fetish by now, and he was going to use her ass as often as he could. She would say as often as she let him, but she knew he would use it whether she watned him to or not.

She was gasping as he pushed his substantial thickness into her, her tiny ass stretched, she was moaning as his hands gripped her big breasts, She felt his fingers dig into her flesh as he started to push up into her, her body pushed up and started to bounce on him, her ass getting fucked by her son, for the second time.
 
His mother straddled him as the head of his big young cock slipped into her warm tight ass. Maybe not as tight as the first time he fucked her today, but still a pleasure to bury his cock into. It was obvious they both had strong sexual needs and they had complimentary personalities to fulfill those depraved needs. There was no doubt in Doug’s mind that his mother was going to serve his dark desires from now on. His hips lifting up off of his mother’s marital bed as he pushed inch after inch of his vein covered cock into his mother’s ass. He groaned as his hands squeezed her tits, her perky nipples between his spread fingers.

Ride that cock slut! Come on you dirty slut, fuck that cock with your ass!

Doug could feel his mother warm embrace as she became completely impaled in his young hard appendage. Anyone walking through the door would have been shocked to see the conservative housewife, her ass now stuffed full of adolescent cock. He pushed off with his legs driving his hard dick up into his mother yet again using his mother’s body to satisfy his depraved hunger.

Did you like it when my black friend fucked you mother? Did like the feel when his big black dick fucked you? He loves white sluts the most, and you know what mother? He loves to knock his white sluts up? So beware unless you want looking for another son to take care of you.
 
April ground on her son's thick shaft as his hard thick shaft was deep in her ass. She was gasping as her firm round ass moved on him, her moans filled the room as she took him deep, bouncing feeling him deep in her, his heavily veined shaft was stretching and pumping into her, her peirced clit rubbing against his body as she bounced.

She felt her peirced nipples pulled and twisted as her son played roughly with her recently periced nipples.. She winced and grimaced as she rode him, feeling him drive deep into her with each thrust as he played with ehr slutty mature married body.
 
Doug’s mother may or may not have had much experience getting her butt fucked, but she rode his cock like a good ass whore. She rose and fell, meeting his upward thrusts as be plowed her behind. Doug’s young steely length invaded her backside with relish as he looked up at his big titted mother, god he loved sluts, and that his mother was turning out to be a complete slut was a great revelation.

Do you like fucking young hard dick mother? The kind that almost never gets soft, the kind that just keeps fucking you over and over again?

Doug hammered up and into his mother’s ass again and again, as he watches her big tits vibrate with the pounding he was giving her. Letting go of the massive mounds, his young hands grab her ass cheeks so he can give it an even harder pounding. The muscles of his toned body easily up to the task as he continued to assault his mother’s ass. Doug groaned and grunted as he felt her tightness wrapped around his long thick shaft, as it plunged in and out of her ass. His eyes stare up watching the sight of his mother not only riding his cock like the easy slut she was, but knowing that he had truly beaten his father, and that she would chose him over his father any day.

Fuck! Dad doesn't deserve a hot piece of ass like you mom. I bet that little dick mother fucker doesn't have the ball even fuck you in the ass, does he?
 
Gasping and moaning, feeling her breasts held and played with her ass pumped full. She felt him reach around her, grabbing her round motherly ass as he started pumping her faster and harder, she moaned louder, riding him.

"God, your dick is so good, so hard, yessss" she hissed as she bounced. Feeling him pounding faster and harder.

She was bouncing, feeling her ass taken, finding it more and more pleasureable to take men in her ass that was untill recently never used. She moaned, "No he never takes me there, he never takes me period" she moans as she feels her son pounding into her. Her face looking older and more grimaced as she concentrates on the feeling of him pounding into her.
 
She was groaning and moaning and acting in a way no mother should with her son, as Doug stuffed every inch of his ample cock meat up her willing ass. She confessed back she liked his dick and that his father wasn’t taking her to the marital bed as a husband should. It only solidified his thoughts that his dad was some narrow minded whacked religious asshole. Any real man with a piece of ass like this would be tapping it every chance he got, and now that it was his to do with as he pleased, he planned to use her like she was meant to be used. And if his dad finally got some balls he’d be getting sloppy seconds or thirds or worse.

Don’t worry mom, I’ll make sure while your home that you’re properly taken care of.

Doug laughed at his joke as his young toned body relentlessly continued to pound his mother’s ass. Their bodies come together with a series of loud smacking sounds, evidence of their illicit carnal union.

No reason you shouldn’t be getting your daily dose of cock, so that I have a nice happy mommy slut.

Doug balls where already tightening and tingling as he gave it to her. No matter it was clear, from here forward, his mother was going to be a convenient cum dumpster for him. If he had that urge he didn’t have to find Monique, Kelly or some other slut, he just stick it in his mother and dump his load there.
 
April felt the pleasure of the thick shaft in her ass, still a bit sore, but slick and tight she felt every inch of his veined shaft as he pounded into her, expressing his desire to fuck her over and over, depraved as it was, it excited her that he was turned on by her body, that she was desired. She realized at this moment she had drifted to the lowest point she could be at.

She felt him slam up into her faster as she moved to meet his thrusts. He was pounding her over and over as she gasped and moaned out. Feeling him inside her. her back arched, her big breasts pressing to his hands as she felt him throbbing, she knew another load of her son's seed was about to fill her
 
The slut that was his mother responded as only a slut could, groaning and gasping as her first-born son fucked her in the ass. He’d seen it too many times before, and loved it, because a slut was the happiest, and most true to themselves when they were getting fucked, even if that was up the ass.

Oh shit mom, fuck that cock with your ass!

Doug lust was fueled on the depravity and wantonness of the very act and of his own mother’s willing and eager participation in it. No more hardons in the morning, evening or day that couldn’t be solved with some motherly love. So he hammered her backdoor with his rock hard length, plunging every inch of his cock into it, over and over again with every increasing speed and force. The aching tingling in his balls demanding relief as his young fit body showed the vigor of youth.

I’m about to cum! Where do you want it slut? Where do you want your son’s load?

Doug of course didn’t care, all he cared about now was getting off, and his mother had proven to be an excellent piece of ass for that.
 
Her round ass bounced up and down, her legs splayed obscenely as she rode him, letting him deep in her tight motherly ass. She was bouncing, her breasts bounced into him. She was gasping and moaning, enjoying her depraved anal pounding from her son. She felt her peirced clit grinding into her son as she gasped and moaned.
"Oh GOD, CUM in MY ASS BABBY" she cried out, feeling him throb she knew he was going to shoot another large load in her ass. she was opened to him. feeling him pump her hard and fast. Her body was sore and aroused at the same time. She felt ashamed and slutty as well as happy to have a hard cock in her, not caring who's it was at this point. She was becoming nothing more than a being who lived to have men inside her.

She felt him throbbing as her ass squeezed his thick shaft hard. Feeling him trembling as he stiffened, ehr hands rubbing over his muscular chest as he pushed his hip up. She was so aroused. "that's it babby, it's all yours, shoot your big cock in mommy's ass"

She was amazed as she acted like a slut off some porn video. She was such a slut, she felt like crying and laughing in pleasure at the same time.
 
Doug grinned as his mother cried out for him to fill her ass full of his built up load. Again and again he fed every inch of his young hard cock into his mother’s ass, the rhythmic slapping sound matching the groans and gasps coming from her. The words and language now spewed were most unmotherly as she responded in kind to the invasion of her ass.

Here it comes mom, HERE ITS CUMMMS!

Doug reaches out and grabs her big tits as he yet again buries his cock in her ass, and begins shooting his big pent up load deep into her bowels. His young hard dick pulses and throbs as he cums in his mother’s ass. No matter what anyone else would say or feel, for Doug this just felt right, and even more because it was his mother.

Feel that mom, feel that hot sticky cum in your ass, your son know exactly how to take care of his mom, because I’m a good motherfucker.

Doug just laughs.
 
April feels her son shoot load after load into her, his big shaft throbbing, so huge she can feel her tight ass around him. His heavy balls empty into her tight ass. She was gasping and crying out. Her son laughing only added to her humiliation, she felt pleasure and satisfaction from the act, despite how ashamed and depraved she felt. She knew it was wrong, but she knew she would let him continue to use and abuse her body.

She felt his strong grip on her big breasts as he held them tight shooting loads of cum deep inside her, finally she collapsed into him as she felt him soften in her ass. Her small body against his strong hard body.
 
Doug held her tightly as his young hard cock pumps again and again his massive load of virile seed into her ass. Finally spent and satisfied by his mother’s performance, Doug rolls off pulling his once rock hard cock, now deflating from her well-fucked ass. Still laughing, the pleasure of the debauchery was obviously very pleasing to him. His slimy length leaves a trail across her body as he rolls onto his back and relaxes on his parent’s bed, obviously pleased with himself.

Damn that felt good, I’m going to enjoy spending more time around the house.

As Doug relaxes his hands play with her body, continuing to use her for his sexual convenience. That he considered her more than a cum dumpster was still in questions, but what wasn’t was how much he enjoyed her body, his fingering groping one of her large tits. So as he talked he caressed and played with his most recent conquest.

Smile mom, I’m going to make you one very happy slut.
 
Doug's words, true as they were, hurt his mother. April felt ashamed and humiliated. She felt him touching her, feeling her big breasts. He was openly playing with her as she lie next to him. Her big breasts nothing more than a toy for him, her whole body was simply a sexual toy. She was still wearing her slutty outfit as she gasped and jerked when he would touch a sore or sensitive spot.

April leaned up and looked at the clock by her bed. It was getting close to time for her other son to be home, she certainly didn't want him to find out what had just happened, her husband would be a couple of hours yet.

"oh god, it's almost time for your brother to be home, I better clean up" she said, sounding more like she was asking permission then telling her son what she was going to do. Her mature married body having had such a pounding that day, she felt sore and used. Her clit ached and throbbed with every movement from the peircing and the thorough fucking she had taken all day.

She had to get the clothes put away, and figure out something for dinner, but she really wanted to shower and sleep. She was struggling to regain composure as she worked her way to a sitting position to take care of the needed chores before the rest of her family got home.
 
The look on his mother’s face showed her concern of being caught or discovered, and yet she was asking and not demanding to leave his grasp, her body even now having difficulty giving up the illicit attention he was giving it. Giving her a knowing smile as if they shared some conspiratorial fact, which of course they did, he slaps her ass as he talks.

Well then, you better get cleaned up, wouldn’t want anyone thinking your anything but a good god fearing mother, would we?

Doug moves to get off the bed, his young ample cock still coated in their mutual sexual slime, hangs down between his legs, giving clear evidence as his father would say of an unholy union. He stood there for a moment gazing upon her body, not considering her as his mother, but as a convenient fuck toy and appraising her body for its use as such, and he liked what he saw.

Maybe next time we get cleaned up together mom, what do you think about that?

Not that he cared her opinion; he didn’t plan to give her much choice in the way he planned to use her. Smirking, he left his discarded clothing for her to pick up and sauntered out of the room naked with a confident strut to his walk as he headed out to get his own shower.
 
April winced as she felt him slap her ass and mentioned showering together. She knew eventually it would happen. She knew he probably would do more than they had so far, he was imaginative and had a bit of a deranged streak in him, she still loved him, he was her son after all, but he could be a bit over the top and a user of others.

She cleaned up, putting the slutty clothes away, and her son's clothes. She showered noting her sore nipples with the cold ring in them, her puffy red pussy lips, her clit, seeming to be consantly swollen and aroused with the peircing in it. Her body tingled, she felt like she needed constant stimulation. She slipped into a loose dress with nothing on under it. She couldn't bear to put underwear on.

Making her way downstairs her son's were watching TV and laughing together, it was as if nothing had changed. She made her way to the kitchen, starting supper. She realized it would be summer soon, tehy would both be out of school and around the house. A thought that made her happy and terrified her at the same time.
 
Doug placed it cool and didn’t act as if anything had gone on, and that everything had returned to normal, which of course it hadn’t. So he was the first to take off for a date with a cheerleader, he knew put out, and planned to enjoy. Pete hadn’t returned home, by the time Jason had to leave for a date with a special girl he’d been seeing for a little while. Where Doug’s expectations were quite lurid, Jason’s were rather mild by comparison as he only hoped they’d get to kiss and such. Pete of course called to say he would be home much later.

As it was a Friday and no school for the weekend, both had intended to stay out later, each hoping for a different conclusion for their date. Pete was working late so April had the house to herself for a little while. Though both boys had a curfew, Jason would surely meet it, while Doug was always chaffing against the limits put on him by his parents. April should have expected for Pete to be home, first, but who came through the door after having only been gone a few hours was Jason. And rather than his usual bright smile or positive energy, he looked depressed, his shoulders slumped and his head hanging down. He closed the front door and began a long slow walk, clearly intending to head for his bedroom.

I'm home mom.
 
"Hello? Wow Honey, your home early, everything ok?" she asked watching her youngest son walking to the stairway. She walked into the dining area behind the living room and watched her disappointed son walking toward the stairs, he turned back, she could see he was upset. "what's wrong? Tell mommy about it?" she said in the way that usually brought a grin from her son, only to see his hurt. She felt her heart aching, wanting to help her baby. "Come on, sit down here and tell me what's wrong?" she led her young son to the couch int he living room. The same couch where she had pleasured him a few days earlier, although both of them pretended it wasn't intentional.
 
Jason’s date had gone badly with Amy. He’d been seeing Amy for a little while and everything seemed to be moving in the right direction as it should, he’d been treating her like a lady with respect, and she had been hinting at going steady. They’d first gone to the one of the last games of the year when Amy suggest they park someplace and well hang out. Jason had been looking forward to it, and hoped he’d get a chance to kiss and make out a little with Amy, nothing too serious maybe even a chance to touch her large breasts, that kind of thing. He wasn’t like his brother, who only cared if they put out, he thought highly of Amy, so when she was repulsed by him, well not him but his cock, he was devastated. They’d been making out, and like any young fifteen-year-old boy, he’d gotten hard, very hard. He’d been kissing her on the mouth and touching her breast through her top, she had placed her hand he thought by accident in his lap, but maybe not, when it all went wrong. She’d first accused him of putting a sock in his pants, and that he was immature for such a stupid stunt. So when he’d taken it out to prove he wasn’t tricking her, she’d laughed at him, telling him that there was no way she would touch or be with that unnatural thing.

So Jason sat down in the couch not thinking about his prior encounter with his mom here, but of how completely ruined his life was. How no girl was ever going to be with him, and that he was going to be alone forever, and the embarrassment and ridicule he was going to endure when Amy told everyone he was a freak.

I can’t mom it’s so embarrassing. Amy doesn’t want to see me any more.
 
"Oh honey, I'm sorry, what happened? you can tell me, it'll be ok" she said, totally unaware of what had happened. She sat down, her dress over her thighs, she felt a tingle as her pierced clit and sore ass from the double pounding her well hung oldest son had given her that afternoon. Her nipples were continually hard as she sat on the couch, her ass on the edge as she coaxed the story from her son.

"Oh honey, it's not that bad, she's young, she doesn't know about guys, and, well their size, your perfectly normal, most women like big ones" April had only felt his shaft in his pants, and it was confined in the leg of his jeans, but she knew it probably wasn't as huge as the young woman made it sound. She was sure this was traumatizing for her young son, but it wasn't as bad as he thought.

"your going to be fine, it is a perfectly nice size, I'm sure of it" she said smiling at her son, feeling so sorry for the predictament he was in.
 
Jason should have believed his mother, but he was young and naïve and the rejection at that age was very hard to deal with especially because of his low self-esteem. He heard her words, and knew they couldn’t be true, his world was over, he would forever be the laughing stock in school.

I’m a freak she said so, and she was disgusted by me. No girl is going to want to be with me, everybody is going to make fun of me.

The fears he projected were clear, the words showed the terror he perceived as he discussed the imminent demise of his social life and ostracism. Jason leaned back as he explained the situation, unable to look at his mother, almost to tears, his hands on his head and his eyes closed.

She said there was no way she was ever going to put that thing in any part of her body. She said it wouldn't fit … I’m a freak.

The words so filled with pain continued to spew from Jason as he related the horrible rejection he’d just experienced. It was clear the boy had none of the experience or confidence that his older brother had.
 
"Jason, Honey, listen to me, girls like big ones, she was just young and afraid, she wasn't ready for a big man like you, you'll be fine, girls will flock to you, you just have to find the right one" his mother tried to make him feel better. She talked soothingly as she stroked his thigh, wanting tomake him feel better about himself.

She could see he was upset and wanted to help, she knew he was big, shehad felt it that night, but it wasn't as huge as she said, but it was in his jeans compressed, but how big could it be, it couldn't be as big as the girl claimed, she was just scared, she had to be.

"I'm sure it will fit in any hole you want it too when the time is right, and the girl is the right one" she said as she smiled, her young son feeling so bad was making her heart break.
 
Jason was hearing his mother and he wasn’t. He knew she was being nice because that’s what mothers do, they tell you everything will be all right, even if won’t be. With the turmoil churning within him, he didn’t even note that his young body was reacting to his mother’s touch. Not aware, he tried as best he could to explain to his mother that her efforts were for not and that his life was over.

]I wanted Amy and she didn’t want me. And now she’ll tell every girl, and I’ll never get a date. I’ll be a virgin forever. Why me?!

His young hard body leans back on the couch, his hands covering his eyes as he sees his chances for a normal teenage life dashed by his deformity. Though he failed to recognize his mother’s logic and that his endowment was a boon and not a bane, for a young fifteen year old boy, who had yet to become a man, or truly feel the touch of a woman, it looked exactly opposite to him. His own personal lack or experience and confidence were holding back his ability to become a man.

What am I supposed to do, marry one, and not tell her I'm deformed, and then when she finds out what do I do then?
 
"oh honey, your not deformed, I keep telling you, you'll meet someone who is more experienced and won't be afraid, it doesn't matter what size you are, it always fits" she thought of her own experiences and what has been in her recently and knew she was right, although sometimes painfully she thought.

Now, stop worrying, ok?" She leaned in to hug her son, her arms going around his neck, her big breasts pressed into his hard chest, it felt good being close to him, and he let her hold him for a while, as she noticed his thick bulge pressing agianst her thigh, she leaned back, looking at him, seeing the hurt in his eyes, not to mention the poor boy probably had blue balls.

"You'll be fine, I love you and will always love you, and you'll find a girl the same way,a nd she'll be happy your big like that" she said, his hands on her shoulders his eyes looking into hers, her smile kind.
 
Doug will be fine but I won’t, he’s cool around girls. I don’t know how to treat them or what to say, Doug always does. It’s not fair.

Jason didn’t understand the reason or why of the situation, but the results were clear, and his older brother seemed to disrespect woman, and say things, and yet he had them eating out of his hand or lap as it were.

Jason felt his mother hug him, her ample bosom pressing against him, only further causing his young body to react. Out of habit and without thought he hugged his mother back, nestling his head against her chest as he had so many times before. When she pulled away, his eyes looked up showing their love and devotion for her as well as the pain. Though she had soothed his terror and spoken to how things would resolve themselves, he found that he still had doubts and fears. Could any woman love him as his mother did, he couldn’t believe that, it just didn’t seem impossible.

But mom you’re different, you love me different. You don’t … you know … have to deal with it. What girl is going to want something like that?

He of course feared and expected his life would now be forever full of rejection and disappointment.
 
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