Hello My Dear Readers...
The Following New Story focuses on A Son's Aggressive Reaction to His Mother's Physical Display of Supremacy.
The Plot is Set in India, and is Narrated by 20 Year Old Rakshith, who in the heat Of the moment Violates his Female Parent, Suman.
I have tried my best to make this Tale as interesting as possible, and I really hope all of you will like the attempt.
Happy Reading!!
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"Is this the Time you come Home?! Look at your Watch!! It's 2 in the Morning!!" My Mom shouted at me, as soon as she opened the Door for me.
"You are Drunk... Aren't You?! You went to the Bar again... Didn't You?!" she furiously continued to question me, not letting me enter the House.
"I told you I don't like you spoiling yourself!! What is Wrong with You?!" My Mom just kept screaming, as I somehow managed to get myself inside, and close the Front Door, desperately hoping none of the Neighbors would have taken notice of the incident.
"You promised me you will Never Drink again, and you dare to do it!! You Bloody Cheat!!" she almost roared, before very unexpectedly proceeding to slap me, for the very first time ever, rightfully shocking me.
"You Lying Bastard!!" My Conservative yet Angry Mother kept repeating, looking straight into my eyes, trying to intimidate me even more, though with disappointment clearly visible on her face!!
I knew I was at fault, and I knew I deserved to be punished, but I was also upset at being dominated and treated like a kid, and I wanted to do something about it - And in My Highly Intoxicated State, I rashly bent forward to lusciously kiss My Mother on her Red Cheeks, unintentionally indicating a lot more than the want to halt her reprimanding.
"You Son of A Bitch!! I Will Kill You!!" she grunted, relentlessly beating me, crying out at the top of her voice.
I was scared, and I was certain I just had to get My Very Tipsy Body to My Room, before I do anything more serious, and simply lie low - Still, In My Uncontrollable Mood, I vigorously grabbed My Mother by her Smooth Black Hair, pulling her closer towards me, and without any second thoughts, went on to Sinfully Smooch her Thick Pink Lips, in the most animalistic fashion!!
It seemed like forever before I finally let go off her, and I was as stunned with My Own Actions as she was with her Own Son's Unforgivable Violation of his Own Female Parent.
However, when she slapped me hard one more time, purely out of the agony from the Disgusting Heartbreak I had gifted her, and pushed me away as far as she could, threatening to hit me with the TV Remote she had just got her Hands onto, I only found more reasons to Physically Conquer her, and I went on to shamelessly force her against the wall with considerable strength, Licking her Luscious Neck & Biting her Sweaty Shoulders, and at the same time, also very unhesitantly, Groping her Covered Busty Firm Melons!!
"Leave Me... Rakshith!! Leave me... Leave Me Alone, You Bastard!!" she protested, and using her Long Sharp Nails all over me, in her defense, she slowly began to bring down the pace of My Aggressive Criminal Act.
I stopped doing what I should never have started doing, a few more seconds later, and I was slowly coming back to My Senses, understanding the degree of the wickedness I had put on display, and finding myself filled with regret, as I realized I had Severely Sinned - But That Early Morning, Unfortunately OR Fortunately, was destined to be the Hour that would forever change everything!!
My Mom hit me again, as soon as I freed her, and this time, also used the TV Remote on My Jaw, hurting me more than I thought it would, and injecting in me a greater need to permanently make her submit.
I could still say My Next Deed was only My Natural Reflex doing it's job, but I reacted by placing both My Hands on the Exact Center of the Neckline of My Mother's Red Colored Sleeveless Velvet Nighty, and the very next moment, I simply ripped it apart, ingloriously exposing her Braless Bare Boobs!!
Tears roller down her Eyes, and she looked pathetically vulnerable, standing ashamed in front of her Own Son, unable to believe her Otherwise Tender Boy could do an act so heinous.
She cursed her luck, beginning to vehemently sob, causing me to further hate myself for My Disorderly Mental Condition - I was upset I had given My Mom the kind of pain No Son should give his Mother, but by the time the concerned feelings reached My Twisted Brain, My Strong Hands had gleefully already gone ahead with tearing down whatever remained of her Long Nightwear, putting into display her Deep Navel and Fleshy Belly first, and in an instance, also her Helplessly Unprotected Hairy Pussy!!
There stood the Woman who gave Birth to Me, completely naked, and just millimetres away from the very Monstrous Offspring she carried in her Womb for Months, and all she could do then was unsuccessfully struggle to keep hidden as much of her Body as she could, using her Small Palms and Thin Arms.
"Please Stop... Please Rakshith... Please Don't Hurt Me..." she pleaded.
"I Am Your Mother... You Cannot Do This To Me... Please... I Am Sorry I Hit You... Please Stop This!!" she was literally begging, relentlessly crying.
"Just Don't Do Anything More... Please!! Just Let Me Go... I Will Not Say Anything About This To Your Father...I Promise You That... Please..." she continued to ask for mercy, breathing shakily!!
I did not know what to say - I did not know what to do.
I was sure I did not want any of it - I was Drunk, and her hitting me derailed me.
