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An Upset Mother
by Bob_6 (hand6.tools@gmail.com)

***

Susan is domineering woman who invades a house where Bob 
apparently is sleeping in after a night of sex with his 
girlfriend Carol. Bob is at first shocked at the brash 
woman's loud shouting, but soon succumbs to her 
suggestions and manipulations. (Fdom/M, reluc, cheat)

***

I was lying in a bed and felt a bit dreamy when my eyes 
were made to open by a loud sound, like a door closing 
or more like it was being slammed shut. I blinked a few 
times, my head was in a spin, I heard a voice, a loud 
voice, shouting, "Carol, Carol... you in? Carol, are you 
still in bed?"

Then I heard footsteps climbing up the stairs, and more 
shouting, "Carol, you bitch! Are you in? I'm going to 
kill you, Carol... where are you?"

I was trying to think, who that was shouting. I rubbed 
my eyes, to adjust to the light in the room. I looked 
around the room, clothes on the floor, sprawled around, 
and I knew they were mine. I lifted the bed sheet and 
saw I was naked. I thought to myself 'shit.' I looked 
around the room again, on the floor, yes my jeans, yes 
my tee shirt, yes my shorts, yes my socks and yes my 
trainers. 

Again I heard the voice shouting, "Carol, you still in 
bed, fuckin bitch, get up, I'm going to kill you!"

I heard the voice getting really loud, and then the door 
slammed open with a thud. I pulled the sheet up to my 
chest. 

The shouting voice again, "Who the fuckin hell are you? 
And where's Carol?"

I had no idea what was going on. I shook my head, looked 
up and saw this... this woman standing in the doorway, 
fairly large build, tall, took up most of the door 
entrance. And with a very, very angry look on her face. 
She was wearing a short grey skirt, matching jacket and 
a white blouse.

Again the red faced woman shouted, "Can you talk? What's 
the matter with you? I asked you a question, who are 
you? And where's my daughter Carol?"

Still blinking, I rubbed my eyes again, I could see her 
face a bit more clearly now. She seemed to be in her 
mid-fifties, long brunet hair, and looked quite a hefty 
built woman, not fat, not at all, but a very well built 
large woman. 

I looked at her and said, "I, I don't know where, Carol 
is; I think she went to work, yeah, that's right she's 
gone to work."

I began to remember bits from the previous night, and 
some bits from early that morning. I sort of remembered 
when Carol told me to lock the door and leave when I was 
ready. I looked around and saw an alarm clock, it said 
8.36am. I must have fallen back to sleep after Carol 
left, which I thought must have been more than three 
hours ago.

Again I recalled that previous night, Carol and I went 
to a bar with some of my mates and she brought along a 
couple of her friends. I obviously came back here to 
Carol's place. As I recall Carol is a nurse, and she 
must have had an early shift so had left for work.

The loud woman again shouted at me, "Who the bloody hell 
are you?" She asked.

"I-I'm, Bob," in a low tone still clearing my eyes and 
head.

I could see this woman walking up to the bed, and the 
loud voice she again demanded, "Who are you, speak up 
boy!"

I raised my head slightly, and as clearly as I could, 
and a bit louder, I said, "I'm Bob, my name is Bob."

"Well, Bob, where did she pick you up from?"

This woman made me feel like I was in a court room and 
had to answer to all her questions. "We met at The 
Globe, a couple of weeks ago."

This woman was right up close to me now, as she said, "A 
couple of weeks, she's a slut, fucking bitch Carol, I'll 
get her back!"

My head was in a real daze. I had absolutely no idea 
what this lady was going on about. I looked up to her 
from the bed and asked, "Sorry lady, I don't know who 
you are, and what you mean, about getting her back."

Her arms were folded, and her foot was tapping on the 
floor as she looked at me and said with a stern look on 
her face, "I'm Carol's mother, Susan. And am not very 
happy with my bitch of a daughter, and am going to wreak 
revenge on her."

I was totally lost, I asked, "Revenge, I don't know what 
you mean revenge, revenge for what and how?"

Susan still tapping her foot on the wooden floor, she 
looked quizzical as she thought to herself, then she 
said, "So you've been fucking Carol for two weeks, she 
must like you, usually they never last more than a 
couple of days with her."

Then everything went silent, neither of us spoke a word, 
just the tapping sound from Susan's shoes as she now 
paced up and down besides the bed. I thought I should 
get up and put some clothes on, so tried to slide to the 
other side of the bed. Susan's pacing got her back up to 
besides me.

She said, "And where do you think you're going?"

I daren't look up at her, as I stammered, "I-I thought 
I'd... I'd, get up!" 

Susan still stood there with folded arms as she said, 
"Okay, I've thought about it, and I think, you're it!"

I was confused, "What do you mean, I'm it?"

Susan looked at me gripping the bed sheets, and then in 
one unexpected sweeping movement she took hold of the 
bed sheet and tore it off me.

I didn't know what to do as my hands automatically went 
straight to cover up my cock. 

Susan looked straight at me and said, "Take your hands 
away from there, now!"

She slapped one of my arms and I slowly moved my hands 
away to the sides and exposed my cock. 

Susan with her eyes transfixed on my cock, said, "Wow, 
you're a big boy, so I can see why she's let you stay 
for two weeks, that's not a cock, it's more like a 
fuckin rolling pin!"

Susan started to take her jacket off and said, "Right 
then, if she's gone to work then she won't be home for a 
while, are you in a rush to get anywhere big Bob?"

I didn't look up to her as I said, "No, but I think I 
will just..." I started to slide away from her to the 
other side of the bed.

Susan grabbed my arm and said in a very stern voice, 
"Don't move sonny, just stay exactly where you are!"

God, she had a grip like a vice, she almost pulled me 
back to where I was sitting.

I didn't know what was going to happen, but I kind of 
felt a bit frightened. Susan frightened me, just by the 
way she grabbed my arm, I could tell she was strong and 
forceful.  

Wondering what she had in mind, but, I think I knew 
exactly what Susan had in mind. I was just pondering in 
my head 'what am I going to do'. 

I looked back at Susan, she, within a matter of seconds 
was down to her bra and matching yellow frilly knickers.

I didn't know where to look or what to do, when she 
said, "Move over big Bob."

I shuffled over to allow her to move onto the bed. Susan 
came over and knelt beside me. She undid her bra and 
threw it behind her, her tits flopped down, and she was 
a large woman. She looked around the room, then said, 
"Just a minute," as she leant over to a bedside cupboard 
and opened a drawer, her eyes light up and said, "Ah, 
just the right thing, I knew Carol wasn't useless at 
everything."

She had found a bottle of baby oil, as she sat back into 
her position, "Spread your legs big Bob!"

I moved my legs apart a bit wider as Susan came between 
them. She flipped the lid open to the bottle, and with 
the other hand she grabbed my flaccid cock and held it 
in her open hand. She held the bottle above my cock and 
dribbled oil along the length of my cock. Tossing the 
bottle to one side, and placed both hands on my cock.

Susan looked up at me and asked, "Don't I excite you 
Bob? Don't you like having your cock stroked like this, 
not making it happen for you?"

My cock was definitely getting twitchy; I was a bit 
reluctant, but my cock had its own addenda, being 
spurred on by Susan.   

Susan started with slow gentle strokes, up and down 
covering my whole cock with oil, also grabbing my balls, 
squeezing them gently, my cock was getting harder. Susan 
started to tighten her grip and changed her stroking 
technique. She watched me watching her stroking my cock. 

She let go with one hand, then with the other, she 
started on my cock head, tightened her grip and slid her 
hand down slowly, when she got to the base, she gripped 
my cock again with the other hand and moved it down 
slowly with a tight grip, she kept repeating this 
several times as my pre-cum oozed out. 

Susan leant forward pouting her lips and said, "Come 
here,"

I leant forward to meet her and we kissed, our eyes 
closed and out mouths locked together, her tongue 
searched for mine. 

I was slow on the uptake as I was very unsure that I 
should be taking part in this escapade of Susan's. 

Susan kissed me for a while, still stroked my cock, her 
stroking quickened, and she dropped back.

I think Susan knew I was reluctant, from the way I did 
not participate in her kiss very much. She tried to 
encourage me, "Are you shy Bob? Are you this shy with 
Carol?"

I didn't say anything; I just shook my head slowly. 

"Look at me?" asked Susan.

I raised my head slowly and looked at Susan. She had a 
smile on her face, whereas my face was not one that 
indicated that my cock was being stroked. 

"Bob, dear Bob, I'm here, you're here, Carol isn't, this 
is happening, and I guarantee you will more than enjoy 
this, your cock tells me a different story to your face, 
so now put your face in gear!"

She let go of my cock, grabbed my head with both hands 
and kissed me hard, forcing her tongue deep and then 
sucking on my tongue. 

Thoughts changed in my head as she kissed me, and then I 
kissed her back, we kissed for what seemed like ages. I 
reached forward with both hands and found her heavy 
boobs, I started to fondle and squeeze them, and I 
pinched her hardening nipples. She instantly realised I 
had a change of heart, and started to kiss me with more 
passion.

After a while, Susan relaxed her grip of my face, pulled 
away and looked me in the eye and said, "I knew you 
would see it my way."

Susan kissed my cock head and grabbed the bottle, 
throwing it to me, and said, "Oil me up Bobby."

Susan stood up over me and started to take off her 
knickers, as she revealed her pussy, I could see there 
was a tattoo on it. Two large letters F H, and under 
them was a hand closed into a fist.

Susan threw her knickers over to where her bra had 
landed then turned round looked at me and said, "Get up 
Bobby, swap places." She was very commanding.

I got up and Susan took a pillow and placed it against 
the wrought iron headboard, then sat down and leant 
against the pillow. 

I was on my knees, cock sticking out like a hot poker, 
and a bottle of baby oil in my hand. Susan cupped each 
tit and wobbled them up and down as she said, "Come on 
Bobby, you going to be a good sonny to me!"

I waddled over on my knees towards her, she parted her 
legs wide, to allow me in closer. The gap between her 
thighs at her pussy was the widest I'd ever seen on a 
woman, I was sure I could have placed my fist at her 
pussy and still not touch either side of her highs. Her 
pussy lips were well developed, puffy and pink, and 
trailed out at least an inch and a half.

I dribbled the baby oil over both of her tits and threw 
the bottle to one side. Some got onto her hands which 
she wiped onto my cock. I massaged her tits moving 
around her vast glands, making sure I got all around 
them; I stroked her nipples with my thumbs, and 
occasionally pinched them as they became harder.  

Susan pushed my hands away from her tits, grabbed my 
cock again and pulled it to her tits, allowing it to 
enter between them. She got hold of her tits from the 
sides and squeezed my cock between them. I instinctively 
started to thrust up and down. Susan opened her mouth to 
let my cockhead in and sucked on it. It made a popping 
sound each time I drew out. Her tits felt real nice, 
warm and very slippery. My hands were on her head 
forcing it onto my cock with each plunge.

Susan held my mushroom head between her teeth as I 
plunged, up and down, the sensation was fantastic, she 
moved her teeth from side to side, in a chewing motion, 
I thought to myself, she's done this before, when all of 
a sudden, she let my cock go and stopped squeezing her 
tits.

Susan placed her hands onto my chest and pushed me 
gently back.

As I moved back she indicated with both her index 
fingers pointing down towards her pussy and said, "Down 
there sonny lets go."

Susan pushed her pussy forward, as I lowered my head, 
and started to lick, and eat her out. She was wet, her 
pussy lips were puffy, and as I moved up to her clit and 
nibbled on it, Susan would cry out with pleasure, either 
with a, "Yes that's it," or a, "Fuck." 

She pushed my head into her pussy, hard with both hands. 
I had my arms under each of her thighs and then back 
over with my hands on the front of each of her thigh 
pulling them into me as I ate her.

I flicked her clit around with my tongue, and sucked on 
it, Susan was getting wetter by the minute, then she 
shouted, "Oh, yes, sonny, Oh, yes." 

Her hips were thrusting, as she screamed, "Fuck, sonny, 
fuck, oh yes, yes, yes, I'm cummming! Aahhh!" She came 
with a shudder. Still pulling my face into her, her 
orgasm lasted for about thirty seconds, as her hips 
thrust in short spurts.

Then, as she relaxed her grip on my head, I relaxed my 
tongue action. 

Unwrapped my arms from around her thighs, and got hold 
of her pussy lips. I spread them apart and stretched 
them out. Again, I stuck my tongue out and licked her 
slit up to her clit, her clit was hard, and I flicked it 
with my tongue. I sucked on it, and Susan started to 
thrust again, it wasn't long before Susan cried out 
again, "Fuck sonny, yes, oh yes, just there, don't stop, 
don't stop, fuck, fu..."

She came, her juices flowed, and I kept nibbling on her 
clit and pulled on her pussy lips, prizing them further 
apart.

I took a moment to look at her pussy, and could see her 
entrance. It was pink and pulsating. It was oozing with 
clear running juices. I rubbed her pussy lips together, 
and over her clit. I pulled her hood back and sucked on 
her clit and ran my tongue over the tip.

Susan remarked, "You're a dirty little boy aren't you?" 
She patted my head, "Nice one sonny, well done, nice 
tongue, now let's see what you can do with your hands?"

Susan adjusted herself on the pillow, bringing her knees 
up and widening her legs, she said, "Come here."

Pouting her lips for a kiss! I obliged her, and we 
kissed for a while, I grope her tits at the same time, 
and pinched her hard nipples.

I slowly moved one hand lower towards her pussy. I found 
her wet entrance and pushed up two fingers, straight in, 
she was well lubricated. I sensed a moan from her as the 
fingers entered.

I moved my fingers in and out slowly, by this time Susan 
had grabbed my cock and was stroking tenderly.

Susan bit my tongue, lightly, but hard enough for me to 
open my eyes to look at her. She winked and released my 
tongue. I moved away as she let go of my cock, I was 
still fingering her but slower than before.

Susan looked me in the eye and said, "Try another finger 
in there." 

I inserted a third and moved in and out for a while, her 
eyes closed, and in a softer voice said, "Another."

I inserted a fourth, it seemed to go in fairly easily, 
Susan took in a deep breath, her chest started to heave. 
She moaned in long low tones.

I had my other hand on her knee, as the other was 
fingering Susan at her request. A couple of minutes 
pass, Susan then asked me, "Sonny, you ever fisted a 
woman?" 

I looked up, straight into her eyes, "No!" I replied, I 
don't think that surprised her.

I was still looking at her as she said with a smile, 
"You're a fisting virgin! Let's see how you do!"

Susan winked and gave me a wicked smile as she said, "Go 
on get it all in."

I slowly inserted my thumb and made a fist inside her 
pussy, I moved it in and out, and she was very wet, 
Susan was huffed away like a train. Her eyes were open 
wide, her knees moved apart wider every time I went deep 
into her.

Susan groaned, "Harder, sonny, harder!"

I looked at her as I was doubtful, when she saw me 
looking that way, she reassured me, "You won't hurt me."

Susan nodded a couple of times, "I live for this, I can 
take this for hours, go ahead, you can be as brutal as 
you like, I won't complain, please, please do me. And 
I'm certain you'll love it and will want to do this to a 
woman." 

Not ever having done this before I thought I'd just do 
this like I think it should be done and see if I can 
please her and see how she feels about it. I started to 
move my fist not only in and out but rotating it inside 
her at the same time.

Susan huffed hard, "Yes sonny, oh yes."

She reached behind her with both hands, over her head, 
and grabbed the wrought iron headboard.

She pushed her hips forward trying to get my fist in 
deeper, as she screamed, "Oh fuck, sonny, I'm cummming! 
I'm cuumminggg! Fuck, fuck! Oh yehhh!"

I felt her pussy release their juices all over my hand, 
I didn't slow down, in fact, I rotated my hand even more 
than before, occasionally opening my fingers out of a 
fist to widen them, I would receive a look and a nod of 
encouragement from Susan when I did this. 

Susan's head was thrashing about, her hips moved faster, 
her chest heaving and a glow of sweat now appearing all 
over her body. Her forehead had beads of sweat running 
down.

I would slow down sometimes, and the look I got from 
Susan was one of utter anger wanting to kill me, so I 
tried to keep a fast pace. I took the hand I had on 
Susan's knee, and wiped her forehead for her. I would 
also grab hold of one of her tits and squeeze it, along 
with a rub and squeeze of her extremely hard nipples.

As I looked at Susan, I saw her face contort and she 
would throw her head back and hit the headboard, her 
eyes would close tight, her breathing was through 
clenched teeth.

Again she shouted, "You fuckin bastard, o fuckin shit, 
I'm cumming! Oh god, yes! Fuck yes! I'm cuumminnggg! 
Keep going sonny, I'm cuuumminggg!"

It was glorious watching this woman having her orgasms, 
and to think that it was me causing it, I felt a glow 
all over and a sense of achievement every time Susan 
would shout out in ecstasy, I smiled to myself and a cry 
of 'Oh yeah' would go through my head.

There was a pool of her flowing juices on the bed sheet. 
My hand was wet up to a couple of inches of my wrist as 
well. This woman's hunger for a fisting was insatiable. 

Susan lifted her head up to look at me, she was still 
clutching the headboard behind her, her hips still 
thrusting in anger, and she said to me, "Get me through 
one more sonny, please, one more."

I didn't know how many times Susan had cum, I lost count 
after seven or eight, I'm sure we were into double 
figures by now, and she was still wanting more. 

I was rotating my fist, and I felt her G-spot, I looked 
up at Susan, who immediately looked at me and nodded her 
head, as she said, "Sonny this is going to be a good 
one, aahhh, fuck!"

I concentrated on sustaining pressure on her G-spot by 
using my knuckles against it. I moved my knuckles from 
left to right and back again, grinding my knuckles on 
it, but making sure not to overdo it. Occasionally I 
moved up and down, then across again.

"Aahhh, fuck, you're a fast learner sonny, shit, aahhh."

I didn't say much, I loved watching Susan's face, it was 
wonderful giving pleasure to this woman, and she seemed 
to know exactly what she wanted. 

"Ohh, my, goddd, sonny, that's it, that's it, fuck yeah, 
don't stop, don't stooo... aahhh."

I wiped her forehead again. Her eyes were shut tight, 
ever increasing sounds of pleasure emanating from Susan, 
mostly indicating pleasure, and for me to keep going. 

Susan all of a sudden threw her head back and shouted, 
"I'm there sonny, god, I'm there."

Her head was again thrashing from side to side, her hair 
in tangles waving around. The knuckles on her hands from 
gripping the headboard were white.

"Aahhh, fuck, sonny, fuck, aahhh, keeepp goinnng, sonny, 
aahhh."

I slowed down and just moved very slowly across her G-
spot with my knuckles, concentrating all my movement 
just within an inch around her orgasmic spot. 

"Ohh god, ohhh god, yes, yes, sonny, yes, ahhh, shit, 
aaahhh."

Another gush of juices flowed across my hand. Susan was 
banging the back of her head on the headboard, teeth 
gritted eyes shut. Her hips jolting up and down 
frantically, then ground to a holt. I removed my hand 
from her, and wiped it on her tattoo.

She lay absolutely still for about ten seconds, then 
shook violently, followed by her whole body having mini 
convulsions.

Susan's breathing was heavy, her chest heaved in long 
deep movements. Her hips were still trembling in small 
short spasms.

I moved to sit beside her, she let go of the headboard 
and we sat there for a while, while Susan regained her 
breath and strength to speak.

Susan stretched her legs out in front of her, then with 
one hand patted my chest softly and said, "Sonny, you 
did good, fuckin hell sonny, you did real good, that 
last one, was, well, just too amazing for words. I 
absolutely want you to do that again some time."

Susan softly kissed my lips, "Did you enjoy that Bob?"

I looked up nodding my head, "Yes, you're an amazing 
woman Susan, just never seen a woman go through so many 
orgasms."

Susan then came across me and sat on my legs. She took 
hold of my cock and stroked it, my cock still had baby 
oil all over it as did Susan's tits, I softly kneaded, 
and tweaking her nipples. 

Susan loved her nipples being pulled, she would ask me 
to pull and squeeze them harder.

After a while Susan moved up and took my cock into her 
wet, open, large sized pussy. Even her being so wet, it 
took her three or four stabs at getting my cock home. 

I put my hands onto her hips, and she had her hands on 
my shoulders, she rode me for about twenty minutes, 
frantic at times. She had a couple more orgasms, but, 
she wasn't tight enough for me.

It was like a pencil in a bucket. I didn't get the 
pressure I needed on my cock for me to even come close 
to Cumming. 

Susan apologised and offered me her ass, but I told her 
that was not my thing. She did eventually get me off 
with a blow job, Susan could definitely suck cock. 

She made me cum in several spurts, the first three she 
drank, and for the other spurts she directed my cock 
over her tits. She kept milking me long after I shot my 
last load. My cock head was so sensitive it was 
twitching every time Susan licked and sucked on it, it 
hurt, but, I was not going to stop her. 

I think to tell the truth, I was enjoying my cock being 
in Susan's mouth. Her tongue was cooling my burning 
cockhead, every time she swirled it around while she 
sucked on it. 

She used my cum like sun lotion over her tits, and again 
apologised that it was not in her cunt. I didn't make a 
big deal of it. 

Susan offered me a fuck without her being fisted, 
whenever I wanted, I said, "Sure," but in my head I was 
thinking 'no thank you.'

We chatted for a bit, and in the conversation I brought 
up two main things I wanted to know, first, the tattoo. 
Susan said it stood for Fisting Hole: (I suppose you 
already gathered that).

And secondly, what had Carol done? Susan told me that 
three days ago, when she (Susan), was out on a business 
trip over night, Carol had gone over to Susan's place 
and fucked Susan's boyfriend. 

So Carol had also cheated on me as well, I do remember 
that, because she asked me not to come around that day 
saying she was going to spend an evening with her mother 
and would probably stay the night.

We both got up, I was going to have a shower, Susan 
looked at the time, and it was close to eleven o'clock.

Susan said to me that she was already late, so took a 
towel and wiped herself down and got dressed.

Susan left the towel on top of the laundry basket and 
said, "Leave it there, I want Carol to see it."

To be honest, I enjoyed fucking Carol, and did not want 
this to end it. So I didn't leave it there, I threw it 
out with the garbage, and as for the bed sheets, well, 
that could have been Carol.

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