Everybody in this story is of legal age. All facts are pure fiction.
For better understanding, please read the first chapter of this story.
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Two peaceful weeks passed since I had the overwhelming episode with my girlfriend's mother. I was trying to forget that humiliating scene I had with Vicky, and, except the nights when I was masturbating two or three times thinking about her beautiful legs, it looked like everything went back to normal.
That is why I was very surprised when I've heard Lynette saying, while we were having an ice-cream at a downtown cafeteria.
"You know what? I wish I had my mother's long perfect legs instead of those short of mine. Too bad I only inherited her round tits!"
"Why?"
"I always thought... She's such a nice mix of a hard woman and sweet and funny too! She is so comfortable with herself, her body and sex life... She is the total womanly package, don't you think?"
"Errr, I don't know..."
My thought drifted away to her mother, while she was chatting. I remembered her high cheekbones and firm jaws. She was right, that sexy slut mother of hers was the kind that makes you pull your cock out of your pants instantly. But, fuck, she was talking about her own mother! If poor girl knew the hot scenes between me and her mom!
Vicky seemed to like me, and I was ready for doing anything to fuck that sweet ass of hers, at least one time in my life.
*****
I was kind of struck when I recognized Vicky on my phone, a few days after. We only spoke a few words, she was expecting me that evening, her daughter will be in town until midnight. Her self confident and demanding voice was pissing me off. I don't know why, but I felt I had no chance but to go to her. I had to get back there and face her. I was angry because she always acted like she was in charge. I was sure this time I will show her who's wearing the pants, because it was impossible that a 42 years old woman was mentally stronger than me, and likewise to be physically tougher. My tall skinny yet athletic frame, was enough to give me a sort of confidence I'll teach that cougar a lesson as soon as I'll have the chance... and I was sure this was the lucky day ...
It was strange, but I had an iron bar erection just in the second I've heard her. I couldn't keep from masturbating right then. I jacked off furiously, imagining I was forcefully fucking her full mouth.
*****
I had to wait a few minutes until Vicky finally opened the door. That crazy bitch, she wanted to test my nerves, for sure! I wanted to tell her something about that when she unlocked, but when I saw her, I was really close to fall on my feet there in the front of the door! Vicky was quite a sight that evening. I wondered if she had the courage to get out of the house dressed like that. Well, maybe the word "dressed" is a not a proper one... . I think "undressed" would be more correct... All she was wearing was a tight black thong barely covering her ass. Obviously, she didn't have any bra and I was sure she didn't' have any panties. Her four inch high heels made her look very tall. She was obviously not shy about showing off her large breasts and fit body. Shy women don't wear clothes like that. She noticed the lust in my eyes, so she asked me smiling:
"Don't you like what you see, Mick?"
"Oh, it's just... This is definitely the boldest dress I've ever seen...You look absolutely stunning..."
"Well, I worked so hard on my body for many years, I love the way I look, and I just love to show it off. I'm sure that men appreciate that. Come with me!"
Following her, my eyes stuck on her tight ass muscles stretching the very thin fabric of her thong. Her long shapely legs and the perfect definition they had were a jaw dropping show for a horny young lad like me.
I sit on a couch and while she was getting some whisky glasses to fire up us both, she broke the silence.
"I was out of town for a few days... I missed my cock..."
"Your cock?"
She turned her head and looking me square in the eye she said "You certainly know your cock is now mine dear! Are you trying to tell me you don't want that?"
I wanted to deny, but her low voice and her perfect physique were so intimidating, and I just succeeded to kind of acknowledge her words.
She stepped close to me. The 4 inch heels of her black leather shoes, her long bronzed legs were hypnotizing me.
"Did you follow my rules, Mick?"
She sit next to me on the sofa, gracefully crossing her legs. Her thong slipped up on her hips, it was almost invisible by now. She was acting like she was my mistress. Did she really own me now?
"Yes, of course, Mrs. Vicki!"
Her hand beginning to stroke the impossible length of her tanned thighs. I felt obliged to continue "You should be sure I'm telling you the truth!"
"Really!" Her voice was suddenly steely. "Would I!" She leaned in close, her face inches from my own and whispered as if it was a big secret "my daughter told me you had the best fuck in the world yesterday!"
My eyes fell to the ground. I was too shocked to try to deny, and stood completely still. She closed in her face inches from mine.
"Do you remember the rules?"
"Yes, Vicki!"
"What a sweet boy!"
She pressed one of her stilleto high heels into my foot.
"Hey, you, that was my foot!".
Her sharp fingernails lifted my chin, to be sure our eyes meet.
"I don't remember I ever allowed you to fuck my daughter?"
I didn't say a word.
"Yes ...?"
"You're hurting me. Please remove your heel!"
"Not until you apologize properly!"
That was one crazy woman, I thought. Then I received a slap. It was not a girl slap. It was a painful, deafening slap. I'd literally forgotten what I was going to say. It was useless to say anything, anyway. Next slap made me lean under the force of her strike.
"Please," I begged her. "Please don't!"
"Shut up, sissy boy! Take it like a man. Do you regret what you did?"
"I do."
"You're a big boy Paul..." Slap! "So I can be..." Slap! ..."No" Slap! ..." I must be..." Slap! "rough with you now!" Slap! "You must understand" Slap! "You have to face the consequences!" Slap! "For not listening!"
I was tired of taking her crap. I get up to kick her ass. But it was too late for my decision. I was already totally disoriented from receiving all those violent slaps which almost had shake my brains against my skull, and my face was burning like hell. She already had one of her hands firmly embedded in my hair and the other one punched my neck. That took all my breath off. I fell on my knees.
She mounted me with her knees and shins, and her weight transformed her exquisite legs into tormenting tools. Her hands imprisoned mine in a vise-like grip. I struggled helplessly against her cruel maneuvers but it was no use. I had no escape. What frighten me, was the fact that I expected her to be full of rage, but she was cool blooded and methodical. She just smiled and trapped my both arms while leaving her right hand free. Then her hand crushed my balls and I melt like clay.
