"Porn Stories" Craving The Pain From My Son

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Porn Stories Craving The Pain From My Son
Ever since I went through puberty, I have always enjoyed the sensations attached to the feelings I get when being whipped. Long before I married my husband, I used to beat myself with a small and slender rattan cane, while I masturbated furiously. I’d close my eyes and dream that a powerful man held me down and whipped my tender ass until I was delirious with the burning orgasmic pain that fueled a fully pent up release.

For years after getting married and even after giving birth to two c***dren, a son (Todd) and a daughter (Samantha), I continued to at first suggest, then plead and then finally beg my husband to whip my ass hard and then fuck my ass, until I could take it no more. I wanted a broad hand wrapped around my throat, my ass on fire as he sodomized me as hard as possible. Sadly he didn’t agree to do this saying that what I wanted was perverted and sick.

For almost twenty years I put up with not receiving any punishment other than what I administered to myself. Our son and daughter grew up, with both attending college nearby, meaning they stayed at home. My sex life with my husband dwindled and I was forced to make do with whatever I could do to myself as a way of obtaining any sort of sexual pleasure. Eventually my husband walked out on us, saying that as our c***dren had grown up, he no longer felt the need to support them or myself. A conversation in town with some former friends who took my husband’s side at our divorce revealed he had left me for a former prostitute who adored anal. All those years I had pleaded with him to fuck my ass and treat me like a whore and he leaves me to do precisely what I wanted and needed, with a working girl. To say I felt humiliated was an understatement.

After finishing my shift at the local diner, I returned home to hear a lot of screaming coming from my daughter’s room. I walked over to her door, which was partially open and saw her and her brother naked, with Samantha bent over the edge of the bed, the rattan cane in her brother’s hand. “Ow” cried Samantha as Todd laid another welt on her ass. “Harder please Master” cried Samantha. I felt a churning inside me and a flooding around my cunt. There was my son whipping his sister and she was pleading to be whipped harder. She also had called him Master. Why could she be whipped and not me? I had felt the need to be whipped for more than twenty years and nobody had done that to me, especially not my miserable and tightfisted husband who had deserted me. 

A feeling of immense need overwhelmed me and I stripped off at the entrance to my daughter’s room. As if in slow motion, I walked into the bedroom, my mouth hanging slack jawed, as my daughter received yet another hard stroke. Obviously I was seen to enter the room by my son Todd. He turned towards me with a massive erection. I promptly came to a halt as I saw for the first time, just what he had been packing all these years.

Todd’s cock must have been at least ten inches long and was as thick as a soda can. A vast amount of pre-cum was leaking from the tip of his enormous penis. Without thinking, I fell to my knees and crawled the last three or so feet to kneel in front of him. Reaching out gingerly to take hold of his massive member, I reached out my tongue and licked off the pre-cum from the tip of his swollen cock. My cunt started pouring with arousal and without even giving myself a chance to breathe, I devoured his cock, taking about half into my mouth. As Todd gave a growl of satisfaction, I started bobbing up and down his shaft, sucking as hard as I could and furiously liking the underside of his impressive cock.

“Oh, that’s good” exclaimed Todd. “Keep sucking harder, I want to cum in your mouth Mom”. Todd’s cock in next to no time started to swell even more and with a bellow, he came in my mouth. A torrent of spunk burst from his cock and I swallowed feverishly. After taking all his spunk, I collapsed on the floor. Todd picked me up and none too gently, threw me on the bed next to my daughter.

“Mom” said Samantha, “you are as much a cum slut as I am”. I looked at my daughter with lust filled eyes and kissed her deeply. “I need this Sam” I pitifully cried. “I need to be fucked hard, punished and used like a whore”. Sam turned to her brother and in a respectful and reverent tone said to her brother, “Master, may I pleasure our Mother?” Todd looked sternly towards me and in a chilling voice which sent spasms to my cunt replied, “how dare you Mother disturb my quality time with my slave. You will have to be beaten for this. You saw what Samantha and I were doing. If you stay in this room you will do whatever I tell you to do, is that understood?” At last, I had found a man, a real man who could assuage my darkest desires. “Todd, use me please. I will do anything you want”. “Anything Mother?” asked Todd. “You can do anything, my son. I really want to be your slave. You see, for years I have wanted to be used and beaten, but I have never had the opportunity”.

Todd then said what I had longed to hear. “Get on all fours and suck Samantha’s cunt. Make no noise as I whip your slut ass and don’t you dare cum. I can see how wet you are, with your juices dripping down your legs”. He went on, “if you avoid coming until I command, I’ll fuck your ass hard and deep”.

Slowly I crawled on to the bed and kissed Samantha’s cunt lovingly. I started to lap her labia and rolled my tongue over her engorged clitoris. Samantha started to moan and instantly received a hard whipping from the can on her breasts half a dozen times. “I did not give you permission to make any noise slave” said Todd to Samantha. “Sorry Master” cried Sam. “When you wish to come, ask permission, until then make no sound or I shall whip you again and again”.

Samantha looking suitably chastened did as our Master commanded and remained silent. I took a perverse pleasure deliberately heightening her pleasure with my tongue licking faster than before over her clit and lapping up her tasty juices. Sam started to buck but fought against orgasm, as she had yet to ask permission. My concentration however was distracted when Todd laid the rattan cane on my ass and started to whip me hard. I cried out and in response Todd whipped me harder. 

“I didn’t give you permission to speak Mother. For that I shall whip you even harder”> Todd laid into me and the pain was almost unbearable but very quickly I reached that inner point where I responded to his ministrations and punishing whipping, by raising my ass to meet each and every stroke. I felt the overpowering urge to come, but mindful of what Todd had instructed me earlier, I looked towards my son and in a small and humble voice cried “please Master, may I cum?”

“You will count to 60 and then you may cum. Sam, listen to the count and when our Mother says sixty, cum as well”. The count I gave went all too slowly and the whipping every two seconds or so was unbearable, but I did not cry out, despite the pain and the overwhelming sensations I was receiving. As the county closed on 60, I gave a shriek and shuddered into an intense orgasm, just from being whipped. As I came I bit down hard on Samantha’s clit, little thinking what pain or discomfort I was causing to her and she too orgasmed from my clamping on her extremely sensitive clit.

Samantha was spent and I was whipped raw. However Todd had not finished with me. As I gasped for breath from my post orgasmic high, Todd lined his huge soda can thick cock against my rosebud and slowly pushed his huge penis into my ass. Grabbing my wrists behind my back, he pinned them together, as he forced more of his huge organ into my ass. “Oh Todd”, I exclaimed, “fuck my ass please Master, fuck me hard and deep. Use my ass, **** my ass. Make my ass yours Master”.
Todd started to piston in and out of my tight ass, stretching me wide and opening me so deep. He leaned over me, forcing me to take his weight on my back as he fucked harder and deeper into my ass. His left hand grabbing around my throat caused me to cry out “yes, do it, hurt me, use me, I am yours Master”.

He tightened his hand around my throat as he fucked my ass harder and harder. Placing me on the verge of hypoxia as he squeezed and released my throat, Todd gave a load shout as he shot his spunk into my wounded and ravaged ass. At least six forceful jets of spunk shot into my ripped and gaping ass, before Todd slowly withdrew.

We all lay down on the bed in exhaustion. Gathering my breath I spoke to Sam and Todd. “Todd, I want you to be my Master and Sam, I want you to be my sister slave. You will always be my son and daughter, but now we have an even more special bond. Now we are totally together as one”.
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