Sick families

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In our society, dysfunctional families seem to be becoming increasingly common. Chad's family is a typical example. His mother, Chloe, developed an alcoholic habit after her husband abandoned her and their young children. As Chad grew older, his heart was filled with hatred for his mother—he believed she was responsible for his father's death.
Over the years, he vented his resentment in various ways. Initially, he frequently threw things and lost his temper, which escalated to publicly belittling his mother and yelling at her.
In high school, he learned to drink, using alcohol to attack anything he disliked.
Chad had one or two girlfriends, but his terrible personality was unbearable, and without exception, they all quickly broke up with him. Now, several months have passed since his last girlfriend left him.
In Chad's eyes, all women are cheap whores, their only skill being having sex with whichever man is closest to them. His mother is a perfect example. She went through boyfriend after boyfriend, and each one never kept her interested for more than a week.
It was a Saturday morning, and Chad woke up later than usual. He soon discovered his truck had been wrecked, which made him very upset. He carefully examined the large dent and then found the same red paint on a car parked nearby. It belonged to his mother's new sexual partner, Troy. A surge of anger rushed to his head. He stormed into the house and found his mother in the kitchen.
"Where is he? Where is that useless bastard?" he roared.
His violent tone made his mother flinch, and she dropped the cup of hot coffee she was making. He stomped his foot at her, looking agitated. He reached out to choke her; she flinched back, and he only grabbed her robe. He stared at her, his eyes flashing coldly.
“I asked him where he was! You bitch!”
“Troy went to work,” she answered cautiously, “he didn’t…”
A resounding slap interrupted her, making her dizzy and seeing stars.
Chad scrutinized Chloe’s face. A wave of fear washed over her, and for a moment she seemed to lose consciousness until he acted.
He dragged her toward the front door.
Chloe begged Chad to let her go; the slap had nearly deafened her, but he was unmoved. She struggled desperately, trying to protect her thin nightgown from tearing. Her son dragged her to the grass and threw her roughly against the truck.
“So you did it all by yourself? Not that useless bastard… it was you!”
“I… I…” she tried to explain.
Chad didn’t give her a chance. He grabbed her, dragged her back into the house, slammed her down the stairs, and slammed the door shut. Chloe tried to steady herself, but Chad was faster. He grabbed her blonde hair and wrapped it around his arm as he shoved her up the stairs. Chloe didn't know what her fate was, and Chad hadn't even decided what to do yet.
Chad slammed Chloe against her bedroom door. The door burst open, and with a scream, Chloe stumbled into the bedroom. She stopped resisting, realizing it would only cause her more harm. Chad stared at the body lying at his feet, his eyes burning with rage. As Chloe struggled to lift her head, Chad grabbed her hair.
"What are you going to use to make up for this, you damn bitch!" he glared at her coldly.
He looked around her room; there was nothing there to immediately compensate for his loss. He stared at her for a moment, and a wicked plan began to form in his mind. Chloe was terrified by Chad's gaze fixed on her body; she didn't know what unimaginable things he was capable of doing. Chad let out a malicious laugh, grabbing Chloe's hair and pulling her up.
"Alright, until you pay for my car repairs, I suppose you'd prefer to do it another way you usually do." Chad said, reaching for his zipper.
This action terrified his mother. She tried to break free, but failed.
Chad held her hair firmly with one hand, calmly unzipping his pants with the other.
Chloe felt her head spinning, tears streaming down her face as she pleaded, "You're crazy, Chad. Please let me go. You'll get the money, I'll make him give it to you as soon as Troy gets back, I swear… please don't do this."
Chad abruptly lifted her and threw her onto the bed.
"Listen, you bitch," he said, pulling down his underwear, "behave yourself or you'll regret it. You should know I'm not joking."
Chad's penis was already semi-erect, swaying wildly. His eyes were filled with lust as he looked at Chloe. Chloe tried to get out of bed and escape, but failed. He jumped onto the bed, pinning her down so she couldn't move. His large hands easily tore open her thin nightgown, squeezing her soft breasts until they were deformed. She cried out. He attacked her large, pink nipple with his lips while pulling at the other with his fingers. He pressed his knee between her thighs, forcibly separating them, and then his hands slid down her almost naked body towards her panties.
Her eyes filled with tears, she gazed at him with pleading eyes, hoping he would realize what he was doing and stop, but he was completely unaffected. His fingers slipped inside her panties, slowly probing.
He felt his fingers gradually enter her vagina, feeling the soft pubic hair and the warm walls. He knew he was doing something wrong, but he didn't care, just as he didn't care when she bumped into his truck. She would have to pay for it.
His fingers caressed her clitoris haphazardly, pinching it every now and then. She let out a low moan of pain, which aroused his lust, making him pinch harder. His fingers began to move into her vagina, inserting two fingers with almost no difficulty. Imagining that he would soon be penetrating inside, his penis quickly swelled and became erect. His fingers began to poke incessantly inside.
Chloe tightly closed her eyes. She couldn't believe her son would treat her like this. She lay there resignedly, motionless, except for her full breasts, which rose and fell with her sobs.
Chad sucked desperately on her nipples, the intense stimulation causing her to spasm uncontrollably. He released the now hard and erect nipples, stared coldly at her face for a moment, then straightened up, sat on his heels, grabbed her panties with both hands, and ripped them apart with a swift, forceful pull.
Chloe felt her world crumbling. She lay on her bed, naked in front of her own son, like a lamb awaiting sacrifice. Helplessly, she could only turn her head to the side, silently telling herself that none of this was real, just a nightmare.
Chad didn't care what Chloe was doing or thinking, as long as she didn't struggle or resist. He reached out and grasped his thick penis, rubbing and probing repeatedly before conquering the area between her thick, pink labia. When he felt it was relatively easy to slip in, he released his penis and pressed his hands firmly against her shoulders. With a quick thrust, he plunged deep into the very end of her vagina.
As he brutally thrust in and out of her vagina, she cried out. He gasped with pleasure, his face expressionless. Years of pent-up hatred burned within him as he filled the hole between his mother's legs with his penis. To him, she was nothing but a slut. There was no doubt about it, for she offered no resistance when her son fucked her like a cheap prostitute.
Though psychologically she couldn't accept it, her body reacted against her will. With each merciless, violent thrust, her vagina slowly secreted copious amounts of fluid, further lubricating his penis. His breathing grew more rapid and louder, his thrusts faster, completely ignoring the trembling, desperate sobs beneath him. How she felt was irrelevant to him now. He only knew that she had damaged his truck and had to pay the price, even if it meant being fucked to death.
He continued to violate her, his elbows braced on the bed, his body lowered, his hot, lewd breath rushing onto her neck. Her cries had gradually become less shrill, but that didn't mean she was beginning to enjoy it. She had known for a long time that he hated her, knew he had no respect for her, but she hadn't paid it any mind. Only now did she realize clearly that he didn't care about her at all. He was brutally plunging into her, as if she weren't his mother at all, but merely a female animal for him to vent his desires.
The burning pain in her lower body, the sense of defeat rising deep within her, made her tremble and let out suppressed sobs.
"Oh, fucking good!" Chad groaned. Chloe felt a familiar sensation, the feeling of hot semen shooting into her body.
With one final, forceful thrust, he poured all his semen into her. He lay on top of her, panting, until he slowly calmed down. He propped himself up, his t-shirt completely soaked with sweat and clinging to his chest. He turned his head and stared at her face, saying nothing. After a moment, he pulled his penis out of her ravaged and abused vagina, a cruel smile spreading across his face with satisfaction.
“God, you’re a filthy slut. Now I know why Daddy left.” He roared as he stood up.
“Don’t try to tell Troy or anyone else. They’re all fucking useless to you. And if I hear any bastard talking about this with me, I’ll fucking blow his skull off.” Chad pulled up his pants and left Chloe, who lay exhausted and unconscious on the bed.
“You’re my whore until you pay my truck damages… I think that might take a while. Now go clean up your filthy ass. I
’m going to Mark’s.” ********** ... However, I felt that was too bland, so I kept the original English title.
[The End]

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