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Fucked Up Life
by Pat the Punk (stroker374@aol)

***

A man rapes his mother after reading incest stories and 
goes to jail, never to be normal again. (MF, nc, rp, 
inc, v)
 
***

I just got the fuck out of prison. Guess what the 
charge was? Forcible incestual rape!

I'm 34 now, 17 years older than when I went in for 
forcing sex with my mom. That's right, I took pussy 
from my mom.

How did I do such a dastardly thing? I was reading shit 
on the Internet and reading those little pocket 
magazines they sell at the sex shops about "incest."

I am despised by my parents, my whole family has 
forgotten about me and no one wants me around because 
they call me "sick, stupid and dumb."

Here's how it happened and here's how I fucked up my 
life believing fantasies that folks write about the 
subject.

When I was 17, I tried everything I could to get my mom 
into bed. I had read bullshit for two years and bought 
into it, the shit about fucking your mom.

My mom, Sandra, weighed about 130 pounds. She's cute as 
a button and has milky smooth skin. We had lived alone 
for the past three years when she and dad divorced. She 
didn't go out on dates and often hung around the house 
in skimpy shorts, reading romance novels or watching 
romance stories on television.

I sometimes sneaked a glimpse of her moving to and from 
the bathroom, and had walked in on her several times 
nude.

I'm telling you, if I had not gained access to that 
sick, perverted shit, I never would have violated my 
mother's honor and I never would have dreamed of doing 
something stupid like that. It's all because of this 
sort of shit that I gave up most of life behind prison 
bars.

I slept in the nude and intentionally laid on my back 
to let her see my hard-on, but she had never even 
considered fucking me, though I often glanced through 
half closed eyes and saw her stand and stare 
momentarily then close the door.

The nights when mom wore sexy things like the pink and 
red camisoles, or the negligees and the thong panties 
and laid across her bed immersed in the romance novels 
didn't help either.

Come to think of it, mom had a reasonable right to her 
privacy which I violated at every turn. I should have 
respected that right and her choice to raise me without 
having the burden of a man in her house. But I had 
overlooked the obvious and had chosen to violate her 
privacy by invading her space, watching for her 
weaknesses and thinking up ways to try and fuck her.

I was going nuts for close to two years and after 
seeing her sit at the kitchen table one night, reading 
a romance novel as she rubbed her totally bare pussy, I 
really lost it.

I walked in and mom was totally into the book, with her 
legs parted, sitting in the chair at the kitchen table, 
rubbing her clit as the red gown she wore was around 
her waist. Her pussy was magnificent, trimmed with 
bright red lips sitting open.

I took in the view for minutes, kneeling at the doorway 
to keep from disturbing her moment. After a few, I 
crawled on hands and knees over to her. I was on my 
knees and eased over to her, quickly putting my head 
between her legs and licking her once. She nearly 
jumped from the table, kicking me in the chest as her 
gown fell down covering her pussy.

Mom threw the book at me and started screaming, calling 
me every cuss word she could imagine, then striking me 
hard in the chest with her fist and slapping me twice 
as I stood before her, hard dick showing through my 
underwear and utterly embarrassed.

Then she told me I needed to call my father and get 
someplace else to stay within a week because she knew 
we couldn't live together any longer.

I grabbed mom and hugged her, told her I was sorry and 
I had gotten carried away with her beauty and wouldn't 
do it again. She didn't budge. She crossed her arms, 
held her gown closed and told me to go to bed before 
she screamed and called the police.

I exited the room, feeling like shit. As I laid there 
tossing and turning, I could hear the water in the 
bathroom running. I knew she was about to take her 
bath.

I got up and went to the bathroom. She had locked the 
door. I went to her room and got a bobby pin, 
straightened it and jimmied the door lock as she got 
out of the tub and I could hear water draining.

I eased in and mom was facing the bath tub wiping off, 
with her right foot resting on the toilet as she wiped 
water from it. She was completely nude and I was 
staring at her pussy which stood wide open. It 
glistened because she had just left the water.

My mind flipped as I stood there clutching my hard, six 
inch and really thick dick. I lost it.

I straight away grabbed her around the waist, shoved my 
dick into her and began fucking madly in and out of her 
love nest. Mom was bucking and screaming, trying to 
strike me, but she couldn't because I was much larger 
and stronger. I put my hand over her mouth and held her 
firmly around the waist. She had to use her hands on 
the back of the toilet for support as she mumbled 
beneath my hand which covered her mouth as she tried to 
bite me.

I was fucking her really hard from the back and she 
kept getting wetter and wetter. Then I cummed.

"Uuump!" mom was saying as I continued to pound into 
her pussy from the back. I had shot my load in minutes 
and felt certain she had cummed too, because her pussy 
was getting slicker.

I removed my hand and she started to beg loudly and 
cry, then demand that I stop.

"John! John! Please stop John! You're raping me John. 
I'm your motherrrrrrr!" she said as I continued to 
pound into her. "Dammit John, stop! You motherfucker 
let me go!" Then she screamed, "Eeeeeeh, damn you 
John!" 

I covered her mouth once again. I pulled mom backwards, 
holding her close to me, never letting my dick leave 
her pussy.

I flipped her over onto the rug and held her hands over 
her head and again, found my way into her pussy. She 
was moaning and crying as the snot ran down her face. I 
licked her face, taking in the salty snot she let go. 
She kept crying as I removed my hands.

"Oh John…. You're raping your mother. Can't you see. 
Can't you see! Please stop! Please stop John!," mom 
kept saying. She had weakened and was too weak to fight 
me any longer, laying there breathing hard and 
sweating.

I was on the verge of cumming again and bucked her 
harder. Now I nibbled her ear and licked it as I was 
prepared to cum.

Bang! The cum shot out in gushes again as I reeled in 
the ecstasy that had made me light-headed.

We both lay there breathing hard and I kissed her and 
told not to cry. We were meant to make love. I got up 
and kissed her again and again. I ate her pussy and 
sucked her tits. All the while she cried, but I kept on 
because these damn Internet stories said women would 
adjust and go for it.

I picked her up and carried her to her bedroom.

After talking to her more than 30 minutes, I was tired, 
but as I laid behind her, rubbing her breasts and 
fingering her, I fucked her again. This time I took a 
long time to cum. Mom was cried out. She either stared 
at the wall or the ceiling, red face, red eyes. Bam! I 
cummed again.

She wouldn't look at me or return my kisses. The pussy 
had taken a toll on me. I kissed mom passionately, 
forcing her tongue into my mouth and told her I was 
going to sleep.

Mom would say nothing, lying there with her right arm 
beneath her head, staring at the ceiling with a blank 
look.

I turned over and dozed off. About an hour later, I 
heard a lot of commotion downstairs and as I rose to 
open the bedroom door, my uncle Edward knocked the hell 
out of me, punching me repeatedly.

There were police officers everywhere and they pulled 
Edward off of me and read me my rights, handcuffing me 
as I stood in disbelief.

I went to jail and no one visited me. Three months 
later, I sat at the defense table in the Circuit 
Courtroom as mom testified about the incident. I was 
found guilty of forcible incestual rape and oral 
sodomy. The judge gave me a 17 year sentence, day for 
day, only after mom begged him not to give me the 60 
year maximum.

Well, here I am back on the streets now. I have no 
family, I have no money, no job and no friends. I'm 
fucking ruined!

Why? All because I trusted some fantasy shit that you 
writers put together and fools like me read and 
believe. I hope you all feel fine because I've been 
fucked in the ass so much while I was in the slammer, I 
have to wear maxi-pads in the seat of my drawers to 
keep from shitting my pants because my asshole is so 
loose.

I got fucked in the ass several times most days and 
traded off for cigarettes and coffee. I've been forced 
to suck so many dicks that I know I'm a faggot now. 
After five years, they eased up on me. They only fucked 
me a couple times a week.

I would have been better served trying to find religion 
and live a normal life. But I was stupid and shunned 
everything that was good in search of the evil. I now 
am paying the price.

In the joint, or the can, as you call jail, you don't 
stand a chance if you're convicted of the shit I got 
charged with.

What the fuck did I do wrong? Do you guys who write 
this stuff actually fuck your moms and get away with 
it?

A 38-minute fuck session ruined my life and it was with 
the very sort of person who you guys said gave it up so 
well. What the fuck did I do wrong? Tell me.

This dude who is allowing me to use his computer to 
write the real story, my story, told me I fucked up 
when I trusted fantasy to be the truth. Even though he 
writes this bullshit, he listened to me.

Anyway, you fantasy writers have helped me to fuck up 
my life. I ain't shit no more! Thank all you 
motherfuckers who claimed you fucked someone who was 
forbidded. In fact, fuck YOU guys!

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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