Here’s a short story submitted by a friend of mine (a guy):
For whatever reason, I tend to attract bitchy, cunty women. Like they just think they can tell me what to do, be mean to me and I’ll totally accept it. Which is sad but quite true.
You see I’m kind of a mama’s boy, meaning I clung to my mom a lot as a kid and into my teens. She was divorced and mostly single, worked a lot and so it was basically me and her for a long time. She’d take me to school, then my friend’s mom would drop me off and I would wait for her to come home from work and we’d have dinner together.
It wasn’t always peaches and cream growing up around my mom though, she was kind of a fucking cunt. She would yell at me a lot and boss me around. She would make me do ALL kinds of chores – mop, clean the bathroom, do laundry, fold clothes and shit…like I was her personal fucking slave or something.
Yet believe it or not, I always did whatever she fucking said. I gave her dirty looks, cussed her out in my head but I never talked back. I was respectful as fuck. Then when I was done, she would come over, give me a hug and a kiss and say “you’re such a good son!”
The odd thing was, her bossing me around actually turned me on. As soon as I was done with all my chores, I was free. And then she’d switch off & was so sweet afterwards, she’d say “thank you, honey! I love you! You know, this is really for your own good.”
So I’d go to my room, lock the door, hop into bed and pull down my pants and start reliving the moment again…while jacking off to my mom.
I have vivid memories of her yelling at me and while she did, her gorgeous figure loomed over me – her heaving breasts, her wide hips and round ass, the way she smelled, her disapproving face, she was actually sexy as hell.
Even when I lost my virginity at 15, I was having all kinds of sex. But nothing really got me off as when I thought of my own damn mother. Yup, I’m one sick puppy!
Well one day, things changed. As I got older, I started going out more. I think that’s when my mom thought it was ok for her to start dating again, ‘cuz I was hardly home anymore. So my mom got herself a boyfriend, and guess what? It made me real fucking jealous. I just got replaced by some older dude and he’s plowing my mom!
I imagined them fucking, I imagined her moaning and groaning. It pissed me off and it got me even harder.
I wanted to be the one to do things to her, to make her feel good. I wanted to stare at her with her legs crossed, smoking a cigarette while I mopped the floor. And then she would tell me “you missed a spot, baby” and take a puff.
“You don’t get to fuck your own mother until all your chores are done. Got it?”
I really want my mom physically and I’m gonna make it happen somehow. To be continued…