Brighten the loneliness and punish
Andrey quietly opened the door and entered the apartment; groans and laughter came from the bedroom.
"Could father have returned from his business trip?" thought Andrey. Taking off his shoes quietly, he walked down the hallway to the living room and opened the door.
On the sofa, bent over the back in a doggy-style position, wearing a leather corset and handcuffed to the radiator, lay his mother, while an unknown bald short man was performing cunnilingus on her, simultaneously spanking her occasionally with a whip and jerking off his stubby dick with his left hand, which was covered in a ridiculous yellow condom.
"Holy shit," said Andrey, freezing in shock. He was 18 years old, studying at the other end of the country,
and visited his parents once a month on weekends. His father was always on business trips, where, as Andrey suspected, he had a mistress, and his mother worked as an accountant in a government institution, and as he had just learned, also had a lover, whom Andrey saw because he had arrived on Wednesday, having skipped classes to brighten his mother's loneliness while his father was on yet another business trip.
"Hello," said the man, taken aback. "And who..." He didn't get to finish as Andrey approached and punched him in the right cheekbone, causing him to fall to the floor.
"Gather your things and get the fuck out of here before I throw you out the window," said Andrey, remembering they were on the fourth floor. The shorty quickly grabbed his pants and tried to get dressed, but Andrey grabbed him by the ear and dragged him all the way to the stairwell, then returned, grabbed the rest of his belongings from the armchair—which, oddly enough, were neatly folded there—and threw them onto the stairwell as well. Then, locking the front door with all the locks, he returned to the living room, where his mother was still handcuffed, bent over in a doggy-style position.
"Aren't you going to uncuff me?" she asked in a stern voice.
"..." He didn't know what to say to her. On the way home, he and a friend had drunk a can of beer on the train, and now the alcohol combined with what he had seen was driving him into a rage.
"Do you hear me?" she asked again. "Aren't you going to..."
"Why? You haven't come yet," Andrey replied in a cold voice. He picked up the whip from the sofa and struck her hard on the ass, leaving two red stripes.
"Ow, you're hurting me," his mother said angrily and resentfully.
"I thought you liked it."
"I didn't want you to see this... You didn't call... You came without warning... I'm a lonely woman... I have needs... unsatisfied... uncuff me," his mother began to stammer and speak confusedly.
"No problem... we'll satisfy them right now," Andrey replied, unbuttoning and taking off his pants along with his underwear, and starting to masturbate.
"No, what are you doing, stop, don't do this..." his mother began to scream, but he grabbed her by the hair with his right hand, inserted the rubber gag that was hanging around her neck into her mouth—probably bought at the same sex shop as the handcuffs and leather corset—his dick was already hard as a rock.
"This is probably better. Sorry, mine isn't as small as your lover's; to be honest, I even think it might hurt you a bit. You know my size, but what can you do? Better me than some fat slob," he said, inserting his dick, without a condom, into her vagina, despite her awkward wiggling of her ass.
He entered with difficulty, either because she tensed up or because his dick was very big, but the first few thrusts were hard, and then he felt her relax and even seemed to start riding his dick and moaning. Andrey fucked her hard, gripping her hips with his hands, driving his dick into her angrily, all the way to his balls, and she cried out each time.
"Do you like anal?" he asked, inserting a finger into her asshole and feeling that it wasn't stretched at all. To her "uhh," which meant no, he replied, "Looks like I'll be the first in at least something."
He pulled his dick out of her vagina and started inserting it into her ass.
"Relax, or I'll tear you," he said, rhythmically fucking her in the ass, going an inch deeper each time.
"I can't decide where to cum. Any suggestions?" he asked mockingly.
"Uhhh-uhh."
"You're right," he said, pulling his dick out of her ass and inserting it back into her vagina. After a few thrusts, he came inside, feeling his mother's vaginal muscles pulsate and tighten around him.
After pulling his dick out of her vagina and watching for a few seconds as his semen flowed out of her and her red, fucked-up asshole pulsed, he got dressed, took the gag out of her mouth, and asked:
"Want something to eat...?"
"Uncuff me, Andryushenka," his mother said quietly.
"Should I bring you something?"
"Please, uncuff me, Andryushenka," his mother whispered.
"Why? Father won't be back until Sunday... and until then, I'll take care of your satisfaction and loneliness," he said, and shoved the gag back into her mouth. "I'll go see what there is to eat... I hope the dwarf didn't eat everything," he said with a smirk and went to the kitchen. From there, he returned with two slices of pizza that his mother's fucker had apparently brought.
"Have a bite," he said, pulling the gag out of her mouth. "I really am going to fuck you in every hole for the next four days, so you'd better eat," he said in a calm voice, holding one slice under her nose.
"Thank you," she replied quietly and obediently took a bite of the pizza.