Trick or Treat? - A Son's Dilemma
Copyright© 2021 by Shirley Wanton
Chapter 2: Sam’s Story
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2: Sam’s Story - As reward for an act of kindness, a witch gives a son the gift of one wish. She warns him to be careful because his wish could come at another's expense.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Heterosexual Magic Mother Son Group Sex Anal Sex Double Penetration Facial Oral Sex Big Breasts Public Sex
“What the FUCK??? Where am I??? What the FUCK happened to me??? I was just in my room, and now I am sitting in my son’s room at his Fraternity.” I try to ask John, but nothing comes out of my mouth. In my head I am screaming to him, but not a sound comes out. I try to grab is arm to get his attention, but I can’t move. “Why the fuck can’t I move???” I am really starting to freak out. I can see and hear, and everything else seems to be working, I just can’t move or talk ... Wait... “Why am I not breathing???” I can see my chest but I don’t see it rising or falling. I can feel the cool breeze from the open window on my skin, but I can’t feel my lungs working.
As I am looking down at my chest, I realize that I am dressed in a black corset that has my tits pushed up and out, almost obscenely. But I was just in my room wearing my yoga pants and an oversized Tee. How did I get into THIS. And why the FUCK would I be dressed like this, in my son’s room??? And why the FUCK is he looking at me like THAT, as he gets undressed??? Oh my GOD ... he is pulling his underwear off now. Does he not see me here??? Oh my GOD, his cock is so fucking large. When did THAT happen? Better yet, why is he getting naked in front of me?
The he says something to me, that shocks me to the core. He looks at me and says, “Well mom, we have a little alone time, before the party gets going ... How about a little blow job?”
“NO ... Of course not,” I am screaming in my head, but not a sound comes out. I try to move, to do anything to stop this, but there is nothing I can do.
I see him grab a tube of something. He squirts some of it into his hand, and he starts to rub it all over his cock, that is large and seems to still be growing, as he rubs the slick liquid over it. It must be close to 9 inches. I can’t take my eyes off it. I mean, I really can’t. I am frozen here unable to even close my eyes. If my eyes could grow wide, they would, as he walks over to me and that big cock gets closer and closer to my face.
I feel his hand on the back of my head, holding me, a he wipes his big cock back and forth across my lips, saying, “Mmmm, I love the way your lips feel on my big cock ... How do you like my big cock mom? Did you know how big your son’s cock is? Do you know how often I think about sticking it in your mouth? Do you know how I want you to feel my cum exploding into your mouth ... on your face ... on your big tits...” Then he shoves his cock between my lips and straight into my throat.
I am overwhelmed by the feeling of his cock being shoved savagely into my throat. I immediately expect to gag and choke, because I am not very experienced sucking cocks, and I have a terribly sensitive gag reflex. I am shocked and surprised that I do not start to choke as he fucks deeper and deeper into my throat. My throat just seems to open up for his invading cock. I do not feel the choking feeling of not being able to breathe. Then I realize, I have not been breathing this whole time, so why would it be a problem now?
My thoughts are interrupted by my son’s word, “Mmmm, that’s right you fucking whore ... Take my cock ... Take it all down your whore throat ... You ... Like ... That ... Mom?” With each word, he is stabbing brutally into my throat, as if punctuating each word by fucking into me. I am shocked by this behavior, and I don’t know what to think about it. Does he hate me and want to sexually punish me like this? Is it just some rough sex play fantasy? Does he really want to savagely fuck my mouth and throat, trying to kill me with his cock?
“GODDDD YESSSS,” he cries out as I feel his cock twitch and start cumming into my throat. After the first spurt, he pulls out and a second spurt hits me right in the face. It feels hot and thick on my face. Then a third spurt hits my tits, and slides into my ample cleavage. How can I feel all of this so clearly, but I still can’t move a fucking muscle?
Just then, the door opens and a guy I don’t know barges in. My son turns abruptly and yells at the guy, “What the fuck Chase? How about a little privacy?”
“Oh did I interrupt mommy son time?” the other guy responds.
If I could blush I would. How does everyone seem to know who I am, but not care a bit about me sitting here, unable to move, and being mouth raped by my son???
“So, is this a private party or can anyone join?” the guy asks my son. What the fuck does he mean by that??? Can anyone join???
“Sure, have at it. I dirtied up her mouth pretty good, but the rest is clean.” my son tells him.
How can he be so callous about me? How can he offer me up like I am some kind of whore, that he owns? “PLEASE don’t let this happen John,” I try to scream, but nothing comes out. Then I feel the other guy, Chase, grab my tits and squeeze them HARD, as he says to John, “DAMN John, your mother really has tits as big as THESE???”