Controlled

My husband said I was a miserable fucking bitch. The day he left me.

He was partly right.

I wouldn't have been if he would have known how to handle me in bed.

I was sexually frustrated.

I wanted a man that could make me his bitch in bed.

I'm a dominant woman.
I always Have been.

It's gonna be my way.

Hence me getting pregnant at sixteen by now ex-husband.

My decision.

We missed a week of school fucking.

I have controlled everything in our marriage.
I mean everything.

The only place I wanted to be forced to submit was the bedroom.

I wanted to be made a bitch and used like a fucking slut.

The three guys I fucked after my husband was pretty much the same as him in bed.

The only thing my ex did have on his side was a very thick eight-and-a-half-inch cock.

I did miss that.

But, he just didn't know how to use it.

When our son graduated from college he decided he was to stay in Alaska.

Well, I had something to say about that.

He was coming back home.

So I boarded a plane.

I would be damned if my son was going to live anywhere but in my house.

"Brooke. This is not your decision to make. It is mine." Everett told me in a hard tone staring me down, making my blood boil.

We argued for a few more minutes until I had enough of his defiance.

Stepping forward I went to slap him across the face.

Wrong move on my part.

Before I knew what happened.
He had me bent over his knee and giving my broad 42-inch ass a good hard swat.

When he stood up he just dumped me on the floor.

Scrabbling to my feet I went on the attack.

But, it was to no avail.

Everett was to much for me.

There has always been sexual tension between Everett and me.

I'm sure that is why we have never gotten along.

He is as bullheaded more than I and he will not be forced to do anything.

As we fought. I pulled a dirty trick and grabbed Everett by his cock.

I got a surprise.
Because was hard and thicker than his father.
I could tell that even through his jeans.

"You fucking bitch!" Everett spat.

I don't know what it was with those words coming out of his mouth.

But, my rage turned to lust instantly.

Pulling me away from him, Everett slammed me over the back of the couch knocking the wind from me.

"You fucking prick." I spat as Everett held me down.

"Prick! You stupid fucking bitch. I'll show you a prick." Everett spat at me.

"Fuck you!" I spat.

That was when I felt Everett reach under my skirt and grab my panties.

With one hard yank, they were gone.

"I figure a bitch like you wouldn't wear anything this sexy." Everett laughed tossing my panties to the seat of the couch in front of me.

"Fuck you cock sucker!" I growled.

"Cock is what your uptight ass needs bitch!" Everett spat.

I knew what was coming next.
I wanted it.
I wanted every inch of it.

Throwing my skirt over my
Back Everett rammed his exceptionally large cock into my hair slit.

"Jesus fuck!" I spat on the first thrust.

"Goddamned you?" I spat on the second drive.

On his third drive, I couldn't speak.

Four more hard thrusts and Everett yanked his cock from my needy cunt.

"Hey!" I was going to scream.
But, instead, the words that came out were a lot different.

"Everett. No. Not my asssssssss!" I cried in pain as his large cock bored into my guts ripping my asshole open to accommodate his large size.

"Shut the fuck up!" Everett spat as he hammered into my asshole forcing my juices to flow down my thighs uncontrollably.

Bragging a hand full of hair and pulling it back hard.
Everett started long stroking into my gaping asshole.

I knew what was coming.
He was trying to cum.
Everett was going to cum in my asshole.
He cared nothing about my pleasure or needs. This was all about him and his needs.

As his cock swelled, my asshole stretched to enormous proportions to accommodate his large size forcing me to spray pussy juice down my thighs and onto my feet.

Giving my hair a hard yank.

Everett rammed his large cock as deep as he could into my ass.

"Fuckkkkkkkk!" Everett roared as he emptied his large nuts into my guts pulling my hair hard.

Just as quick as it started it was over.

My son.
My own son had just fucked me better than I had ever been fucked in my life.

No mercy, hard and rough.

As I lay there over the back of the couch catching my breath, I heard the shower start.

Standing up I took a deep breath and a large wad of cum dropped out of my asshole and landed on the floor between my feet.

I waddled down the hall to the bathroom, emptied my guts, and climbed in the shower with my son.

"That was by far the best sex of life." I smiled wrapping my around Everett's waist and looking up at him.

"First time for anal?" Everett smiled looking down at me.

"Well, I will admit that I have never had anything that large in my ass before." I smiled proudly.

"Well, how about your mouth." Everett grinned putting his hand on top of my head and pushing me down to my knees.

Submissively, I went to my knees and started sucking Everett off.

When Everett put his large hand on the back of my head I knew what he wanted.

opening my mouth wide and controlling my breath I took Everetts's cock down my throat till I could no longer breathe.

Uncontrollably my pussy contracted and blasted juice all over my feet as I fought for air.

When Everett was done forcing his cock down my throat he pulled me up to him and wrapped his arms around me.

"I own you from now on." He whispered in my ear.

Leaning back I looked at him and I nodded submissively in agreement.

I stayed the rest of the week getting fucked in every way imaginable.

Everett wanted his dick sucked.
He would just push me to my knees.

Every time his dick got hard he stuck it in me.

Middle of the day.
Middle of the night.

Everett didn't care.
He was going to satisfy his need and I was the one he was going to use to satisfy it.

Hell, he even fucked me up against a brick wall behind the ice cream joint in town.

On our flight to Florida to collect my things.

We got caught in a twenty-four-hour layover.

As we set at the hotel bar eating, a girl came in that had the same build as me and looked a lot like me except she had red hair instead of blonde.

"She could be your twin." Everett mused.

"I wonder if she likes anal," Everett commented.

"Maybe." I smiled knowing what he was thinking about.

Carefully I watched her as we ate.

When Everett excused himself to the restroom I got up and walked over to the woman and introduced myself.

I didn't beat around the bush about what I wanted and handed her our extra card.

I was sitting back at our table when Everett came back.

The redhead smiled and waved showing me the card as she left.

I waited for maybe fifteen minutes before I reached between Everetts's legs and squeezed his cock.

As soon as we stepped into the elevator I moved over and started kissing Everett and feeling him up.

Good thing the hotel only had four floors.

Because Everett was starting to unbutton my pants.

Everett was the first through the door.

"Brooke?" He said in a happy voice.

"Everett. This is Becky and she needs a place to stay for the night." I smiled looking at Everett proudly.

"Come on over here Everett and let your wife and I show you a good time." Becky smiled.

We just barely made the airport in time to catch our flight.

We spent a week in Florida packing and fucking before we rented a Uhaul and headed back to Alaska

It took us ten days to make the trip.

We spent one full day in Nashville sightseeing and the next fucking like animals in our hotel room.

Kansas City took a little bit longer than it should have.
I wanted a tattoo.

It looks like a stamp and says property of Everett right below my pubic line and off to the right.

We also had to get a room there because I was needing fucked.

On the drive, I admitted that Everett had fucked me more in the first week than I had been fucked in the last five years total.

It also gave Everett and me a lot of time to talk.

When Everett asked if I ever loved his father.

I didn't lie to him and told him no.
Not really.

When Everett asked me why I married him. Again I told him the truth.
That he was easy to control.

Everett also informed me that if I ever treated him like I treated his father he would send me packing.

Thats when I told him why I treated his father the way I did.
That I was sexually frustrated and wanted to be controlled.

"I won't have a problem with that." Everett grinned at me.

"Honey, why don't you pull over. I need a break." I grinned at Everett when I saw a roadside park in Montana.

"Sure thing." Everett smiled.

Grabbing a blanket from behind the seat.
I led Everett off to a secluded spot and took his big cock up my ass.

With Everett, everything seems right.
Just natural.
From our little two-room cabin on the river to our sex life.

There is no hustle and bustle.

Life is free.

I get all the sex I want.

Every couple of months we go to town and find a girl to have a threesome with or Kelly will come over.

Something just so we don't get in a rut.

Besides I like to watch Everett fuck some slut with his big dick.

I can't have any kids and know one up here knows or cares we, mother-son.

I don't know where life is going to take us.

But, I know I'm happier than I have ever been.