I would ignore all her protests and rape her if necessary. She had driven my desire over the edge, into the dark abyss of criminal madness.
God, I was going to fuck my mother, hard and rough. Now only seconds away.
The blood was again draining from my face and I could feel my features take on the rictus of attack, teeth drawn back, eyes bulging and lower jaw protruding.
My muscles felt like the Incredible Hulk.
The teasing bitch was going to get it!
She waved farewell to the driver who waved back and she stood watching the car disappear down the drive and turn onto the main road.
(Make me wait would you! You fucking slut! I’ll ass fuck you for this!)
Positioning myself behind the door I was poised like a coiled spring to restrain her, pin both arms behind her with one arm, force up her dress and violate her cunt with the other.
Looking back, I imagine I was fucking scary at that moment, a crazed attack dog on heat.
I convinced myself it would be her fault, she had brought it on herself! Pushed me one tease too far.
The bitch needed to learn a hard lesson and I was going to teach it!
Her heels crunched on the stones of the driveway, then clicked sexily as she mounted the steps to the front door.
I heard her put her key in the lock, then threw open the door to confront her.
To my adoring eyes he was so beautiful.
Her makeup a perfection and she had put her hair into an updo style she knew I loved.
For me.
She smiled, held out a hand for me.
Instead of speaking or taking her hand I grabbed her by an arm and pulled her roughly into the house, kicking the door closed behind her. She looked frightened for a moment then, quickly assessed my state of mind.
We stood for a few moments, holding her tight, my chest heaving up and down with the pent up desire I felt. Her eyes scanned my attack dog expression and sensing the tension in my pumped-up muscles and the the roughness of my arms, then melted into me, her arms hanging done submissively.
But there was no smile on my face, no welcoming words, no affection.
She was no only seconds away from brutal rape.
Lost blind with desire.
I dragged up the back of her skirt, thrusting my hand to feel the globes and valley of her butt. I was lost in frenzy of lust answer feverishly seeking out her stockings and suspenders.
Yet Sue still said nothing. Still utterly mine, total in her submission.
I think I was grunting and sighing with desire.
Then her face turned up towards me to kiss, her breasts pushed up, offered for me to touch.
She let go of the two carrier bags, letting them drop soundlessly to the floor.
The sunlight from the window caught the lip gloss and I drew her face up to mine, still cupping a firm breast we kissed.
The anger seemed to wash away.
My heart still pounding, swelled with love, my chest nearly bursting with adoration at holding my beautiful mother, kissing her soft lips and caressing her gorgeous breasts.
She had surrendered her body to me, submitted totally and absolutely.
Mine to take. I could fuck her now.
Love radiated from her, engulfing my mind with so much love that I could have wept.