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A Mother's Deterioration Chapter 6
🕑 Added 2019-08-07 02:24:04 +0000 UTC
Months had gone by since Alan confessed everything to Selena. During those months, Alan worked Joaquin even harder than he had before; sometimes causing him to nearly fall asleep at the register. Each time he made a mistake, Alan was right there to reprimand him. Selena was far too busy repairing her reputation as Mamacita to really notice anything. Her life had become heroism and spending time with Alan; sometimes never coming home for days at a time. Despite this, no strain developed between mother and child. Joaquin continued spending what little time he could with his mother, who was frequently trailing off during said time due to constantly thinking about and wishing she could’ve been spending time with Alan.
On the weekends, Laina would call for Joaquin to pay her a visit and he did each and every time. Sometimes, they wouldn’t even say words to each other, they’d just get right to making love. She made him take her in every place imaginable: behind the register, bent over the trunk of a hovercar, on a motorcycle, and on his bed. Eventually, she discovered a kink he kept a secret; he enjoyed crossdressing. Upon discovering this, her lust for Joaquin grew immensely.
While Laina and Joaquin became better acquainted, so too did Alan and Selena. Their relationship was far more aggressive than Joaquin and Laina’s. Alan would always tease Selena about who she was dating, which Selena would always return in kind. They were far more physical and Alan left Selena absolutely dripping on multiple occasions. He was her home away from home; her stress relief from a hard day of hero work. As if testing her each time, he’d reveal to her how badly he mistreated her son, trying to get her to hit him again as she had done before, which she had a few times, but she gradually would hit less and less.
To his surprise, Selena began playing along with him, just to satiate his inner desires. He knew her game, but his ultimate goal was to turn her completely against her own son and that goal never faltered, even though he had fallen for her.
Chapter 6: Acceptance
The sun rose on a mellow day. The cityfolk were more active than usual as mass reports of a major kingpin’s arrest had circulated. His mugshot was plastered all over social media and news stations, making a majority of the city celebrate at one less gangster making life in the hellish city shine brighter. Before any sort of confirmation, the people were already crediting the heroine, Mamacita, as the one who brought this scum to justice.
Back at Alan’s apartment, Selena was sound asleep as she cuddled up to her boyfriend. He laid with her as he browsed through his phone, checking the trending tabs to see the same report everybody else had seen. Continuing to scroll, he began looking at candid photos people had taken of the heroine, Mamacita. Due to her intense aura, all pictures posted to social media obscured her face and her hands, so Alan was none the wiser that the heroine he was gawking at was on his arm at that very moment. His thoughts began trailing off.
This hero woman is something else, huh? Ah well, she’s nothing compared to this fine piece of ass on my arm, hehe.
Placing his phone on the nightstand, he turned his attention to the sleeping Selena and slowly traced his finger down her side, making her softly whimper in her sleep. The sensation of his fingers on her skin sent shockwaves of excitement through her body and always ended up arousing her beyond all reason. Her legs slightly parted as if she knew what he was up to.
Alan definitely took notice as he slid his hand between her legs, cupping her pussy ever so delicately and began stimulating her by rubbing against her labia in a methodical manner. Already dripping wet with excitement, Selena clung to Alan as she mumbled against his skin as her dreams grew more vivid by the second.
He noticed her movements and began assuming she was fully away, only pretending to be asleep, so he slipped two of his fingers deep inside her without warning, making her yelp out against his arm. Her eyes shot open as she shot him a lustful gaze, not nearly as angry with him as she would’ve been in the earlier stages of their relationship. Normally, she hated sudden jolts like that, but because it was Alan, she allowed it.
“Oh Allie~”
He looked into her bright, hazel eyes and cut off any statement she would’ve made with an intense kiss as his fingers spread her lower lips wide, making her moan into the kiss. The next thing she knew, he was deep inside of her and slowly rocking his hips. She didn’t fight him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling his body on top of her
Alan knew the drill and wasted no time in picking up the pace as his milfy lover took every inch of his thick member. Everytime he pushed in, she felt a straining stretch that she could’ve sworn tore her on multiple occasions, but each time, she ignored any pain as the pleasure Alan gave her outweighed it.
Ay dios! It’s been 6 months of this! I don’t want it to end! This feeling! I don’t even care that he calls me names! Ahh! I love the way this feels!
“Ngh! That’s it! Take it! Take it, slut!”
That word. The word she would reprimand him for using towards her was now a playful pet name she accepted. It wasn’t graceful, nor was it something to be proud of, yet she carried the name with pride. She’d never refer to herself as such, but anytime Alan did, it drove her wild in ways she couldn’t imagine. It was a gradual transformation within her that seemed to culminate right as he let off a viscous load into her, leaving her a mess.
“F-fuck! What a way to wake me, Allie~.”
He didn’t even respond to her, he simply leaned down and shut her up with a passionate kiss. She returned the kiss with equal vigor, keeping her shapely legs wrapped around him as his rod slowly softened inside of her.
“What can I say? I feel like I know you well enough to just fuck you whenever and you’ll love it no matter what.”
Letting out a soft giggle, Selena retorted, “You know me more than any guy I’ve had in the last 5 years.”
“Well, you’ve shared more with me than any girlfriend or fucktoy I’ve had in my entire life, Selena. Only right that I commit that all to memory.”
“Touche, mi amor~.”
Alan slowly pulled himself from Selena, making her shudder from the sensation of his spunk leaking out below. Being used to it, she laid there, legs still open, and grabbed for her phone, seeing thousands of notifications.
Ugh, is that Joaquin blowing my phone up? Why can’t he just-
Upon opening her phone, she saw that Mamacita had been trending and everybody in the city were sending their praise to her heroine account. Confusion washed over her as she scrolled through the messages.
But I’ve been here this whole time.. Why..?
Pondering on that for a moment combined with the pleasant afterglow of sex with Alan made her zone out for a moment and rest her phone on her chest. Alan returned with a towel and noticed her phone’s notifications going off.
“Babe? You ok?”
No response from her made him worry and he began shaking her. Feeling more cum leak from her snapped her out of her daze as she looked at Alan.
“Sorry amor, I was just..”
“That good, huh?” Alan triumphantly declared as he was under the impression she was about to praise his skills. He looked down and went to tease one of her nipples, but saw her phone slowly sink between her breasts and quickly grabbed it, taking a peek.
“You a fan of the heroine, Mamacita?”
Hearing him mention that made her sit up and reach for her phone, but he quickly pulled it out of range, grasping her hand.
“Allie, please give my phone back!”
Her tone shifted to a new kind of desperation; the kind that didn’t want a valuable secret found out. Alan simply slid his fingers between hers as he scrolled through her various apps, eventually finding her secret. His grip on her hand remained, but his face told a different story. Any normal person would expect a reaction of shock and awe, but Selena noticed Alan’s expression change from surprised to a devilish smirk. His gaze turned to her as he pinned her hand down to the bed.
“You know, I always had a feeling. I mean reports are always talking about Mamacita being an older woman with gorgeous brown skin, hazel eyes, and a gray streak in her hair, but every pic of her online has that glow, so nobody can tell what she looks like.”
As he spoke, he got on top of her. She was far too worn out to do anything about it, but she began to deny his claims.
“No, I’m just a fan, Allie. I’m not-”
“Selena, don’t lie to me. Just don’t. Admit that I’ve found you out.”
Her expression showed no sign of yielding, so he dropped her phone right beside her and pinned her other hand down to the bed.
“I bet you’re strong enough to get out of this, aren’t you?”
Worried about exposing herself, she remained underneath him like a good girl, continuously denying.
“I’m not.. I just..please..get off, Allie.”
“Oh, I’ll get you off again and again, baby. Don’t you worry about that.” Alan’s grin grew wider the closer his face got to her. She was uncharacteristically shaken and pleading more than she ever had.
How could I be so estupida?!
“Does your little bundle of joy know?” Alan teasingly asked her as he kissed on her neck. She tilted her head, hoping that she could distract him with sex, but he wasn’t taking the bait. He gripped her neck lovingly and kissed a trail from her neck to her lips
“Answer the question, babe. Does he know?”
Instantly filled with regret, Selena nodded, both answering his question and confirming that she was Mamacita. Feeling utter satisfaction, Alan grabbed his belt from the floor and started wrapping it around Selena’s wrists. She felt as if she knew what was coming next, so she made sure to not do anything reckless.
“So, that means you could just break out of here at any given time, can’t you?”
Again, she nodded as she let him tie her hands together with his belt. He gently pushed her hands above her head and looped his belt around the headrest, tying her hands to it.
“Yet, you aren’t. Wonder why that is, Mamacita?” Clearly, he was being playful, but she was still a little worried. It didn’t matter to her because she trusted in Alan to not do anything harmful to her.
“Because, Allie..I love you..”
He immediately began fondling her chest as his cock found home inside of her again. He was happy that she finally said she loved him as it killed him to hold his own feelings in. However, he still hadn’t lost sight of his goal and opted to use this moment to his advantage, thrashing his hips as hard as he could, making sure he curved his thrusts at just the right angle to hit her sweet spot.
“Mmph! Yes! Ay dios! Alan! Harder!”
His powerful thrusts were sending her body into overdrive as she gripped the belt that was wrapped around her wrists. She felt the bed shake as her legs loosened from around him. Each thrust send charges up her spine and she quickly became putty in his hands. Alan took pleasure in wrecking her as he was. He gripped both of her legs and pushed them up, squishing her knees into her breasts, assaulting her pussy with vicious thrusts, turning both of their hips red from the constant smacking of skin.
“Augh! Mamacita is my girlfriend! My personal slut!”
She was mesmerized by his stamina. She’d slept with younger men before Alan, but none of them drew her so close to orgasm as quickly as he was.
“Ohh Alan! I’m about to…!”
With a grin, Alan pulled his cock from her, letting it hover over her pussy as her juices dripped back onto her.
“Tch! Alan! No, baby! Put it back in! Ahh! Please!”
Holding her in place, Alan began showing his hand.
“Would you do anything for this cock?”
She nodded in response, incapable of forming coherent sentences from the overwhelming pleasure. She was starting to lose her orgasm, but her pleasure remained. She was begging for Alan to fuck her again. He rewarded her by shoving his thick rod back inside. Goosebumps began forming on her delicate, mocha skin. Her nipples hardened as her knees teased them from the constant rubbing motion. Alan’s thrusts were much more reserved this time around, but still sent her closer to the edge once more.
“Mmh! Allie! Yes! I’m close!”
Again, she felt Alan pull out, frustrating her as she began to wiggle her body, trying to break from Alan’s grasp, but he rested her calves on his shoulders and leered down at her.
“Aww, babe. You look tense~.”
“Ugh! Allie! Stop teasing me! Make me cum, baby, please!”
“I’ll let you cum if you promise to be my obedient slut!”
Her mind was too twisted and warped from the pleasurable thoughts in her head. She didn’t care about anything but her own pleasure by his hand. The maternal side hibernated and was seemingly locked away, as were any inhibitions she had about everything regarding her identity as Mamacita. She was so drunk on pleasure that she didn’t notice Alan holding her phone, recording a video of her breaking before his eyes.
“Say it, Selena!” Alan demanded as he prodded the head of his dick against her opening.
“F-fahuck! I promise! I promise! I’ll be your slut! I’ll be your wife! I’ll be your sub! I’ll be anything you want me to be just fuck me now and make me cum! Please! Please! Please oh god, please!”
Her struggling dwindled until she was laying still; her fingers letting go of the belt as she lay on his bed, kissing against her knee as he pushed her legs further against her breasts. She was giving herself fully to him and Alan caught the entire confession and admittance on video. He then aimed the camera at her pussy, teasing her with the head of his slick cock before shoving it in and hammering away at her.
Pleasure consumed her soul and she quickly rolled her eyes back as her head sunk into the pillows. He was relentless and adored every second of her submission.
“You belong to me, Selena! Mamacita! You’re the slutty girlfriend to Alan Rucka! Say it!” His demands echoed in her mind and she blindly nodded her head and said everything he demanded of her.
“Ah! I’m...the sl-slutty girl-irlfriend of-f-f Alan R-Rucka! Ohhh fuck, I’m cumming!”
Hearing her say that, he clicked save on the camera app, dropped her phone onto the bed, and leaned down, sucking and biting her neck as he plowed deep inside. Her legs began to quake and her inner walls clamped down on him as she whined profusely, showering his nethers in her love juices. Alan gripped Selena’s hair and shoved her lips against his. Both were in their own versions of heaven; it was now more solidified than ever.
Now, Selena Infierno belongs to me and me alone! I know her secrets and she doesn’t care! This has to be what winning feels like!
Selena was shaken and once her orgasm subsided, she slowly passed out from fatigue. Having to head to work, Alan left his lover in his bed in a pile of her juices mixed with his.
I’d better send that video to myself in case she finds and deletes it. Hard to believe she’s a superhero, but damn am I glad she is.
Noticing her hands were still tied to the bedrest, he removed his belt and laid her hands over her chest. Despite being passed out, her body was shivering and twitching every other second, so he pulled the blankets over her body, planted a kiss on her forehead, and left for work.
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Celtic Cross
I’m starting to hate Alan 😡
