The Dirty Affairs of a Vampire and His Horny Stepmom-Chapter 78: ...even if it means using a heavier hand
Apparently, up to now I must’ve been way too lenient, since she’s still going on, spouting this bullshit. Ah, damn alcohol... whatever. That means I’ll have to sober her up the hard way.
A second, sharp scream slips from her lips the moment I — exhausted by her senseless rambling — thrust harder and more violently than before, driving my cock fully between her ass cheeks, all the way to the base.
She kicks, thrashes, and begs me to let her go, but it’s all useless — she has no way to break free, and I have no intention of letting her go.
So I release my grip on her hips, and the lower half of her body — which I’d been holding suspended in midair until now — drops heavily onto the mattress with a dull thud. But she doesn’t even have time to wriggle away before I throw myself on top of her in a flash — my chest pressed to her back, my legs tangled with hers, and my hands pinning her wrists to the mattress.
«J-Jacey, I’m begging you, stop...» she keeps begging — her cheeks streaked with tears.
Pff — her punishment hasn’t even started yet.
Pressed tight against her again, I aim my cock at the entrance of her asshole — looser this time — and slam it into her once more with all the force I have.
A fresh scream of pain tears from her lips as my hips slam against her ass, pumping in and out, my erection drilling into her like a jackhammer.
I feel her body tense and twitch the moment my tongue brushes her neck — her pleas and her moans of pain turning... different.
«J-Jacey, I’m your mother... aaah... you have to listen to me when I’m speaking to you! I told you... aaah... I told you to stop, or else...»
Light, muffled moans mix with her scolding, and with every thrust of my hips, her cries of pain start giving way to something else — something a lot more pleasant.
Still pinned beneath me, I feel her start to relax. She doesn’t struggle anymore, doesn’t thrash anymore, doesn’t try to wrench herself free. If anything... she lifts her hips, pushing her ass back harder against my erection — like it isn’t enough, like she wants it deeper, harder.
I let go of her wrists — it’s obvious there’s no need to hold her down anymore — and slide my hands under her huge tits, squeezing them hard as I rub her swollen nipples between my thumb and middle finger.
«P-Please, Jacey... harder. Fuck me as hard as you can... and then fill my ass with your cum... I want to feel that heat exploding inside my body — I want it so badly...»
Those breathless pleas are nothing like the whiny complaints that were coming out of her mouth a minute ago when she was begging me to stop. Now she’s begging for the exact opposite — to take her with all the force and passion I’m capable of. Her eyes are still glossy and half-lidded, but now it’s from pleasure, and her tongue hangs out, drooling onto the pillow.
Good — that’s exactly what I was waiting for.
And the moment she asks for it, I stop dead, yanking my cock out of her in one sharp motion.
«J-Jacey... why did you stop...?» Veronica asks, breathless, a hint of disappointment in her voice.
«You were the one who said it a little while ago, right? I’m your son — so it’s totally wrong for me to fuck your ass like this, right?» I smirk, amused, my malicious, satisfied gaze looming over her.
«I... I was wrong, Jacey — I didn’t mean it...»
«But it’s not the first time you’ve been wrong. You already came out with this story once — that you and I should go back to being like mom and son, leaving behind, like it was nothing, everything that’s been between us. I’ve thought a lot about what you said... and I agree. I should look elsewhere. Who knows, maybe the right woman for me is a lot closer than I think. Maybe, like you said, it’s Melania,» I say in a cold, detached voice, sliding off her and leaving her sprawled on the bed in the limbo of interrupted pleasure.
Then I wrap my hand around my cock and shake it in front of her eyes. «As you can see, it still really wants to get inside some pussy. But since you don’t want to be my lover anymore, I’ll try asking Melania if she feels like being filled with my seed.»
I move to leave — a feint, obviously — but, as expected, she stops me. Veronica practically throws herself at me, wrapping her arms around my legs and pressing her lips to the tip of my cock, kissing it and swirling her tongue around it like she’s making out with me.
«N-No, Jacey, please, don’t go... I don’t know what came over me — maybe I just drank a little too much and said things I didn’t really mean. I... I want you only for myself... I want your cock only for myself... and I want your cum to drip only from my holes...» Veronica begs, kneeling on the mattress as she clings to me. «I-I’ll never say anything like that again, I promise... and now come here with me and make me your woman... fuck me the way only you can, and wipe all these stupid doubts and worries out of my mind!»
«Alright, I’ll forgive you this time,» I snort, closing my eyes as if I’m doing her a favor by deciding to stay. «But I swear, if you come out with bullshit like that again, you’ll never see my cock again for the rest of your days. Am I clear?»
«Y-Yes, my beloved Jacey — perfectly clear,» she pants, climbing onto me with greed and impatience. Then she wraps her arms around my neck and clings to me, pushing me onto the bed on my back, my cock pointing straight up.
«I’ll never disappoint you again, Jacey — I swear it on my life. And now... now let me make it up to you the way you like...» she pants, her tongue hanging out and her eyes overflowing with desire, locked on my erection as she crawls toward me like a panther.
Ah, once again everything worked out for the best.
Hey... did you seriously think I could ever hurt Veronica? I’d never dare lay a hand on her if she didn’t want it, but in this case... it’s different.
It’s almost like a game, where she pushes me away but I take her anyway by force. I think it’s a fetish a lot of women share when they hold roles that come with a certain kind of power.
Even Ms. Amelia Archer — my math teacher — in everyday life is strict and uncompromising, but she loves being dominated in private.
I guess it’s the same with my mother: after a lifetime of telling others what to do and never being contradicted, sometimes she needs someone to bring her back down to earth.
Anyway, all’s well that ends well. And now that we’ve made up, I can finally enjoy my vacation.
