Bite Me!
Copyright© 2020 by Mark Gander
Chapter 6
Horror Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Charles Mazzini just turned eighteen and he feels very weak, sluggish even. He has to get through school like that, while noticing other changes about himself. That doesn't even count how differently others treat him, from bullies to his best friend to his teachers. What is going with him, anyway?
Caution: This Horror Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/Ma Mult Consensual Rape Gay BiSexual Crime Horror School Magic Vampires Were animal Demons Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter MaleDom Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial White Male White Female Hispanic Female Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration First Oral Sex Squirting Public Sex Teacher/Student Nudism Revenge Slow Transformation Violence
“Oh ... damn ... I’ve never felt so alive ... and yet I’m undead ... God ... fuck, yes!” Mom screamed as I pounded her thick, plush bottom good and hard from behind.
“So, a vampire’s life for you?” I teased Mom as I slapped her booty and she moaned in pure bliss.
“I’m yours ... forever! Forever! I’ve always dreamed of belonging to a man ... forever! I wanted it, but feared it ... because it would mean that I was ... helpless, weak, and submissive ... but, oh, fuck me! I craved it so much! Fuck, yeah! Stretch ... it!” Mom begged me as I rammed her rump, “it burns, it hurts, but it’s SOOOO GOOD!”
“Yes, very fucking good! Yes ... damn ... you’re so fucking tight back there!” I praised Mom on how well her butthole gripped my dick.
“It was the only hole that I never gave Jerry ... though he took it eventually without my ... consent. It’s rarely been used, Master. Very seldom! I love it ... I love the pain! It hurts ... but it’s so fucking good!” Mom confessed just how much of a butt-slut and pain-slut she really was at heart.
“Did you enjoy it when Jerry forced his cock up your ass, too?” I asked Mom directly.
“Do you want the truth or a more ... palatable answer?” Mom gauged her audience.
“Truth, nothing but truth, Mom!” I insisted.
“Then, yes ... I loved it ... it was a good thing that it only happened toward the end of our marriage, or my butthole wouldn’t be this tight! Yours is bigger, so it hurts more, but it feels so damn good! I don’t know why I love painful buggery, but I just do!” Mom swore to me now.
“Are you ready for me to cum up your asshole or do you want some more pain, pet?” I demanded to know now.
“More pain ... and please ... prone bone me ... lay me flat on my belly and ram it deep!” Mom begged me to take her even rougher than before.
I began pulling Mom’s hair with my right hand and slapping her tush with my left as I ravaged her sweet, tight, hot ass. She pushed back at me with utter abandon, her hips working so well with me, like a well-oiled machine, her buns moving to pull me deeper inside her, toward her bowels. I lost all self-control and just began ramming and rutting like a beast, Mom joining me in pure, primordial delight. For a moment, we were just animals mating as fiercely as we could, despite the inability to actually breed in that hole.
I could smell it when Mom creamed herself from the sodomy, and I let loose my own white-hot jizz, flooding her bowels at last (if she had any as a vampire now). I looked down at her slick, oiled-up bottom and caressed each cheek before I pulled her up for another soul kiss. I then carried Mom all the way into the shower and we both washed off the evidence of our passionate romp. There was no question now. She was my lover, my slave, my woman now. Mom belonged to me. The fact that neither of us cared about fidelity made it even more apparent that we were soulmates, as we were entirely on the same page by now. We fit together like a hand in a glove, as compatible as any two partners got by this moment.
“Mom, I ... I love you,” I told Mom now.
“I love you, too ... Master, but please call me Vicky,” Mom reminded me.
“Touche. Vicky ... I love you. We’ve done it, haven’t we? We’re lovers now. Not the faithful kind, of course, but lovers nonetheless,” I declared, causing Mom to cry a little now.
“What is it, Vicky?” I asked Mom now.
“You’re the first man who’s ever loved me enough to really forgive me and give me a chance to atone. You’re also the first man who’s ever loved me enough to claim me for eternity, to want to spend forever with me for real. And it just fits that ... you’re my own son as well as my mate, that you’re a part of me and I’m a part of you. Thanks to you ... I’ll never grow old or die. Thank you for that, so fucking much!
“I swear to everything sacred to you or me or us ... that I will be yours for eternity. I will never leave you ... ever! For any reason! I swear it! I’m your unconditional lover, which is fitting, since a mother’s supposed to love her son no matter what, right? I swear to the Sun, Moon, Stars, to every God and Goddess ever worshiped everywhere in the world, that you are gonna be quite literally one happy motherfucker, Master,” Mom swore to me with a very deep and ardent French kiss now.
“I already am,” I reassured her as we soaped and rinsed each other’s flesh up under the hot water jets.
“If someone had told you yesterday that you’d be a motherfucker, would you have believed them?” Mom teased me as we dried each other with the towels now.
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