I have read many stories on the Literotica website. Some are good, some are the best so far, and some are absolutely disgusting stories that are not believable at all. So I decided I will write a story and show those kids that not all men are disgusting degenerates that like their stories like them. I hope you enjoy the story and please leave some feedback so that I know how I did and how I could improve going forward. It's a response to a story written by another user.
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I have had enough of the way that she is treating me like shit yet she says that she loves me. How can she say that after everything.
Mom and Blake finally untied me in the morning after they came out of my room from having sex in MY BED!! I decided to bide my time until Blake leaves so that I could try to talk to mom and possibly talk some sense into her about how she has been treating me.
It sickened me when I saw her walk out completely naked from my room with his cum leaking from her pussy. After Blake left I asked mom if we could talk. 'sure buddy, what's up' mom said as if nothing was wrong.
'Could you have a shower first before we talk though because its going to stain the couch and its starting to smell bad.' I hesitantly asked mom. 'That is a good point but I want you to clean this house up right now whilst I shower including your pillow where I wiped some of Blake's cum that was leaking out of my pussy!'
I decided that if I want to turn things around and have my payback then I would need to bide my time and learn to fight whilst getting stronger so that I could take Blake on in a fight and wipe that smug smirk off that so called friend of mine's face. By the time mom had come out of the shower I had cleaned my room thoroughly and cleaned the rest of the house and opened the windows to get rid of the smell. 'That's more like it. Nice and clean. In fact Blake said that you should be earning your pocket money so if you want it then you will have to keep this house clean by washing the dishes, mowing the lawn, vacuuming the carpets and mopping the floors not to forget doing the laundry and the cooking. Now what was it you wanted to talk to me about?'