Filial Scorn
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One Friday night in May, the white, 20-y/o Danny ,had just toweled himself dry after swimming in the backyard pool when he heard a loud moan coming through the open window of Linda, his 43-y/o mother's bedroom. He walked toward it and his 10-inched prick hardened because the naked widow was drilling 3 fingers into her muff. She tossed her brown hair back and confessed, 'I'm a perverted slut wanting my son to dowse me in piss while he gives me his cock!' Though the young man wasn't violent, however, he'd inherited an ornery attitude from his deceased father, and at 15 had started to fantasize about abusing her. Fortunately, she was a masochist. And now, he slid his trunks off before entering the house and her bedroom where he swung his foot against her saucy rump, 'Aaah! she gasped. 'Did I hurt you?' he inquired. 'A little,' Linda answered, then: - 'Shred my dignity, son.' 'I have no respect for you, so I will,' Danny said as he began to savagely maul her large, firm milkers. 'Eeeeeh!' she wailed. 'Quiet, bitch!' he commanded her, followed by him pulling her fingers out and oozing his clenched hand into her pussy. 'Ooooh!' she whispered. 'Suffer, you damn fool!' he yelled. Once his fist had discarded her snatch, he inserted his cock in it and urinated until it overflowed. 'Yesss, yesss, I'm your toilet!' she exclaimed as she knelt and wiped her tongue across the hardwood floor. 'You're disgusting!' he brought her to a climax. 'I'm a filthy disgrace to motherhood!' Linda heatedly sobbed. Danny then hurled his spear into her anus. 'Pound me senseless!' she begged him. 'Take my dick in your stinking dung-chute!' he bellowed. 'Stinking dung-chute?' - her mind reeled. In a bit, Danny's semen erupted in her ass. He withdrew from her, though she astonished him when she said, 'Men's hatred arouses me.' 'Really? Well, I fucking detest you, mom!' he snarled while covering her pretty face in spit. 'You should,' Linda answered as he spun around, grabbed her ears, crushed her nose into his butt-crack and farted. 'Aarrmm!' she gagged before he turned and laughed, 'Smell the roses, huh?' Shit, you're a skunk-weed! Is that too insulting?' 'No,' Linda replied. 'It's impossible to say anything offensive enough to you, isn't it?' he asked. 'Are you disappointed?' 'Not if I do this,' - and he stuffed his toe into her mouth 'Taste that, you dumb 'ho!' he triggered Linda to another orgasm. Nevertheless, it dismayed her to realize that he was getting bored. He removed his toe, flipped her the bird and remarked, 'Listen, cunt, I'll never love you,'... … and, 'please don't,' she ended the most glorious night she'd ever had. ~*~ Part 2 Refreshed, Linda awoke at 7 the following morning and started masturbating to memories regarding her uptight, puritanical dad condemning loose morals. Once she'd reached adult-hood, she'd defied him, not being able to count the many partners she'd had. And 'my boy shouldn't love me,' she'd just thought before the unclothed youngster appeared beside her. 'Are you horny?' he inquired. 'Yes, I am.' 'Why aren't I surprised? You're a pig!' Danny chortled. 'I'm earth's lowest creature,' she deprecated herself. 'Yeah, you are,' he said as he pointed at her twat: - 'Tell me the right term for this hole.' 'Pussy?' 'Where do you find trash?' 'In dumpsters?' she ventured. 'In the gutter, too,' he answered. 'Which am I, a cum-dumpster or a gutter?' she giggled. 'Both,' he responded. Nonetheless, Linda wasn't aware that 4 days earlier, Danny had subscribed to an x-rated TV channel and presently accessed a video captioned, “Cory Chase A. K. milf escort servicing her step-son, Jeff.” Immediately intrigued, Linda sat up in bed as the star announced, 'Mommy's your nasty, dirty little whore, Jeff!' 'You're a commercial slut, aren't you?' he replied. 'Uuuh, uuuh, uuuh, yes!' Cory panted. 'You fucking bimbo!' he snarled while slamming his 7-inched pecker into her bowels and unloading in them. 'I'd pay to bang you. Have you ever been a hooker, mom?' Danny wanted to know. 'Wel-l-l-l,' Linda hesitated while beginning to recall the July, Sunday afternoon when she was 21 and, Gordon, her husband was 23. Unlike her dad, he encouraged her promiscuity. So, after giving spike-heeled shoes, a low-cut blouse and a mini-skirt to her, he ordered, 'Wear these to advertize your body.' 'I married a pimp!' she smiled as she followed his instructions and he shoved her out the door, with the newlyweds having strolled along the street for several minutes when they encountered Ephraim, Gordon's black, 26-y/o friend, who'd never met the slag. 'Ephraim, this is Linda, my wife,' the husband introduced her. Ephraim ogled her and whistled, 'Wow, she's a hot babe!' 'Thanks!' she gushed. 'I mean that,' Ephraim answered while groping her boobs and remarking, 'These jugs are enormous.' 'She's a busty wench and I'm going to market her,' Gordon responded. 'Is she expensive?' Ephraim asked. 'Charging more than $2o would be fraud,' Gordon chuckled as he accompanied Ephraim and Linda into a motel room he'd reserved. 'That's cheap,' her john said, then handed that amount to Gordon and stripped. 'My ancestor's were slaves; now you're mine! Kiss my ass, honky!' he growled. 'Yes, sir!' - and she obeyed By then, Gordon had unzipped his jeans and exposed his 9-inched rod. He crouched behind the harlot and aimed it into her 'gutter' before Ephraim swiveled and sank his 11-inched penis into her neck. 'Use her, degrade her!' Gordon admonished him. However, the swarthy stud gladly obliged him since he hammered her tonsils until the guys withdrew from her and drained their balls into her mouth. ~*~ And it was no wonder that Danny couldn't repress his delight upon Linda revealing her secret 22 years later. 'My old man had you turn a trick!' he grinned. 'Yes, he did,' she confirmed the facts. 'Did you enjoy it?' Danny asked her. 'Very much, and so does Cory Chase,' Linda replied. 'She's inspirational,' Danny answered. 'Yeah, but won't you pay to bang me?' Linda questioned him before he disappeared and returned with 'money' in a bag. 'This is your entire worth!' he snickered as he poured 30 poker chips into her lap and started grinding his cock between her milkers. Was that ever frustrating! Soon, his jizz splattered her chest, while she wished that Gordon was there to offer her to the fruit of his loins. Fucking bimbo! Part 3 Guilt doesn't have corrective powers, but can be an aphrodisiac. And it seemed Linda's ovary glands were burning while she'd detailed her experience invovling Ephraim. The next Wednesday, though, her son helped subject her to a thorough humbling after he received a message from the sexist, white and 21-y/o Baron, with the men living in the same town and knowing each other due to their interest in explicit art (Baron had drawn a picture showing a horse raping Linda's guts). He'd also founded The Devil's Crew and requested Danny to bring the 'sacrifice' to the city's dogging area at 12 p. m. Because Danny understood that, he didn't explain it to the tramp when at 11:50 p. m., he drove to the designated venue, where scarcely had they'd left his vehicle, Baron and his '12 disciples' surrounded them in monks' robes. 'Who-o-o... a-a-are.... y-y-yyou?' Linda tremulously asked. 'I'm a High Priest and you're blasphemy incarnate, an obscene abomination!' Baron intoned. 'Uhhh – yes, sir!' 'As Satan's daughter, he bred you to become a slut and you revere him, don't you?' a disciple questioned her. 'Yes, I do.' 'Truth is, demons possess you!' Danny remarked. 'That's right, you notorious sex-fiend!' the disciple said. 'Yeah. We're going to sacrifice you for the evil you've committed!' Baron warned her before pushing her to her knees, then: - 'Worship me!' Excited, the cunt fastened her mouth to his 9-inched cock. 'Bury it in your throat,' Danny instructed her, though she could hardly believe the foul things the crew-members were saying: - 'God ought to curse the 666 beast you are!' 'Hell, Jesus might, only might stoop to fuck you since you're a shit-bag whore!' 'His *wife WAS a prostitute!' 'So, were you and you earned 20 bucks, mom,' Danny reminded her. 'How dare you let filthy lucre to corrupt your soul?' Baron roared. 'I don't have one!' Linda answered. 'Did you lose it?' a 'monk' inquired. 'Yes, I did,' she admitted as Baron peeled her lips off his tool She then saw him, his acplytes and Danny stroking their variously -sized dicks, something they did until their pecker-juice filled a douche-bulb Nonetheless, Baron had certain privileges. He thrust its nozzle into her ass and administered her an enema. He withdrew the spout, commanded her to crouch, evacuate the cream into a glass and drink it. Following that, he concluded the embarrassing ritual by noting, 'Am I ever glad I didn't perform an exorcism'... … and 'me too,' Linda brought the event to a close. *(Mary Magdalene) ~*~ Part 4 She slept until 11 the next day and it amused Danny that she shuffled into the kitchen for brunch. 'Guess a demon has your clothes,' he remarked. 'I'm too weary to get dressed,' she answered. 'Coffee will perk you up,' he said as he poured her a cupful and set it on the table. 'Thanks, son,' she murmured, 'No problem. Did you have fun last night?' he asked. 'Oh, yes.' 'Did it wound your pride to hear you're 'Satan's daughter, blasphemy incarnate' and an 'obscene abomination'?' he inquired, 'You kn0w I crave humiliation and verbal abuse,' she replied. 'It was hot to see you defecating cum-juice into that glass and drinking it,' Danny said while marveling over her filthy nakedness, The Tuesday a month after that, nevertheless, Tim - a white 34-year-old - hired him to work at The Blue Lights Cafe, an alternative to the city's now-closed porn theater. Similarly, though, $10-tickets could be purchased to watch SM/BD, scat, bestiality and real incest movies. 'Such material doesn't offend you, does it?' Tim inquired. 'Hey, man, I invented kink,' Danny grinned. 'You arrogant brat! I suppose you lived in ancient Egypt where women were expected to screw goats,' Tim chuckled. 'I'm a reincarnated pharaoh and Cleopatra's my concubine,' Danny answered. 'Yeah, right!' Tim snorted. I didn't mean that literally,' his new employee explained. Well, 'I couldn't afford wife I had, let alone a harem and I'm divorced. Are you married?' Tim asked. 'Single,' Danny had scarcely said before he downloaded 'Maternal Barnyard, an animation he'd created. 'Who's that?' Tim questioned him while pointing toward the computer screen. 'Linda, my widow-mom.' 'Really?' Tim said. 'Yeah,' Danny assured him. ''She's a fine broad,' Tim remarked. 'She turns 44 today,' her son responded. 'Are you giving her anything special?' Tim said. 'Yeah. But first, she tied the knot during an orgy and later, my dad sold her mouth to a friend. Recently, Baron, my artist buddy, drew a horse as the basis for this video,' Danny answered. 'You're kidding. Your dad pimped her?' Tim asked. 'He sure did.' 'Why don't you?' Tim suggested. 'I'm going to and I've already selected her customer,' Danny winked. Following Gordon's death, however, Linda had collected his life insurance allowing her the financial security to join charitable organizations, volunteer at a hospice and attend bridge parties. Throughout the years, meanwhile, she'd indulged her addiction to cocks and would've loved 'extinguishing 44 candles to celebrate the present occasion, Nonetheless, when Danny's shift ended at 9, he walked to her condominium. 'I hope you haven't eaten yet because I'm buying you a steak dinner,' he said as he went into her bedroom and slipped a $50-bill into her purse. 'I was waiting for you,' she replied, then: - 'Did you notice my evening gown? Its elegant, isn't it?' 'Yeah, it is,' Danny agreed, after which he took her to a restaurant to enjoy an excellent meal. 'That was delicious,' she smiled, 'Thanks.' 'If you were a flexible lezzy, fur-pie could be your dessert!' Danny teased her. 'You never lick it, now, do you?' she challenged him. 'I'm allergic to sloppy seconds,' he quipped while they returned to his car and he drove to the cafe. Wearing a policeman's uniform according to a plan he'd formed, Tim entered her 'outdoor brothel', with Danny pulling up beside him and lowering her window. 'Proposition him,' he commanded Linda. 'Do you want a date, honey?' she crooned. 'How much?' 'Nothing,' - and Danny removed the money from her purse before handing it to his boss. 'You aren't bribing me, are you, bitch?' Tim growled. 'No, u-h-h-h, yes, sir!' she stammered in confusion. 'Step outside the vehicle! You're under arrest!' he ordered her. She did; the fake-cop handcuffed her wrists behind her, zipped his pants down, pushed her into a squat and reenacted the original 'sale' by directing his 12-inched pole into her gullet. 'Mutt! Gnaw this!' he rasped. 'Do it, mongrel!' Danny extended the canine theme. It then occurred to her that Tim's cock was a 'steak dinner' and very idea thrilled her. Once Danny had left his car and Tim had vacated her oral pit, he released her. 'You're lucky! You aren't going to prison!' he scoffed as the men jizz-soiled her dress. Having done that, they appropriately sang: - 'Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you; happy birthday, dear whore, happy birthday to you!' And 'thank you so much!' she moaned.Comments for Filial Scorn
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