Elderly Olivia learns about abuse from neighbor

Olivia was old. She looked like a 70 year old but rumors said she was only 60. She was a real spit fire always bossing people around and complaining about everyone and everything. Our paths would never have crossed if it wasn’t for the security system put into our building. Now, a person needed to be buzzed in to get into our apartment building. Olivia was an old dog that did not want to learn new tricks. She was accustomed to walking out of her apartment and our building without a key and nothing was going to change that.

My misfortune was that my button was the first one on the index of residents. The first day after the security doors were installed she rang my apartment.
BZZZZZZ
Hello? I said.
Buzz me in! she demanded.
Who’s this? I asked.
Buzz me in you damn fool!, she yelled.

That was my 1st mistake. I recognized her voice and I buzzed her in. From that day forward I was her bellman. It didn’t matter the time of day or the hour of the night, if she wanted to come in then she would buzz me. I told her to stop and she would just laugh. I complained to the building management and she told them she did not do it. “But, what if, once in a while she needed help? Why couldn’t a young man like me just help her instead of complain.” Everyone sided with her and nothing changed.

One day I got fed up. I could stand it no more. My intercom went off during a nap on my day off. I answered asking who it was. It’s me you fool she said and demanded that I buzz her in. “No” I said and walked away from the intercom. She then buzzed me for 30 minutes nonstop. She stopped when another resident walking in and allowed her to enter. It happened again the next day and the day after.

A few days after that I heard a loud knock at my door. It was like the cops were knocking on the door. I opened it and saw Olivia. “You ingrate!” she yelled. “Why can’t you just help a little old lady?” she said, with a sense of entitlement and disrespect. “If I die out there then it’s going to be your fault! I don’t have anyone and you are so young and healthy!” She smirked, like she had won an argument. “Young people like you should respect your elders!” she yelled at me with spit flying out of her mouth and anger in her eyes.

I poked my head out into the hallway and made sure no one was watching. Yet if someone was listening in, I made a huge show of apologizing.Then I quickly grabbed her hair and pulled her into my apartment and shut the door. Inside I slapped her across the face and dragged her to the center of my living room. “What the fuck you old cunt?” “Who the fuck do you think you are and who the fuck do you think I am?”

“Please don’t hurt me!” she begged.
Fuck you! You abusive old hag! I said.
“No, please! I apologize!” she said.
“You apologize? No! We are far from you apologizing!” I said.
“Rabid dogs like you need to be put down! But today, I’m bitch I’m going to teach you a lesson.”
“I’m an old lady. Please don’t hurt me! I’ll do anything!
Anything?” she replied.
I asked, anything? Ok, bark like the dog that you are,
“Woof” she said. I backhanded her. “Dog don’t say woof you idiot!”

“Rough, rough” she said. I pulled her up by her hair and made her stand up facing me. You are so pathetic! I said.

I looked down and saw her crotch wet. “Did you piss yourself? Pathetic!”

I looked closer and it wasn’t piss it was her excitement. I kneeled down and put my nose in her crotch. It smelled heavenly. Oh shit! I said you old fucken pervert! This shit turns you on! Ok, bitch I said let’s see what we are working with. I once again grabbed her hair and pulled it up high and demanded she take off her pants and panties. She cried and obeyed. There she was, my puppet hanging from her hair bottomless with spotty wrinkled legs and a wet pussy.
“Please don’t hurt me” she said. Bitch I’m not gonna hurt you!” “Ok” she said and then I slapped her across her face. “I lied”, I said.
Today you are going to pay for every time you buzzed me. You woke my me up, you interrupted my work. You scared my dates and you broke my peace! And All because you couldn’t carry your keys?? Fuck you! you fucken whore! Today you repay me for treating me like a doorman and butler. I am neither to you!

I pinched her nipple and worked my hand down to her pussy. It was soaked with juices running down her leg onto the floor. OMG! You fucken whore! You want to be fucked!

I heard a low whisper… yes. I dragged her to my couch and stood her in front of it. I made her stand with her legs straight and stead apart and pushed her face into the cushions. I slapped the back of her thighs and ass checks and occasionally her pussy lips. They were dark, long, and after a while, swollen. And the more I played the wetter she got. Her juices splashed me when I slapped her pussy.

I lubed two of my fingers with her pussy juices and stuck them in her ass. Oh shit! she yelled out as her legs gave in a bit. I slapped her ass and told her to straighten her legs. She did and so I pinched the back of her legs. She cried, “that hurt!” I know I said and told her that I could tell she loved it. I once again lined my two fingers and they returned to their place in her ass. I pushed them in and pulled them out. I did this all the while pinching her thighs and leaning my face on her old wrinkled ass. My dick was as hard as a titanium rod, looking for its home.

I pulled her up by her hair and made her kneel on the couch with ass toward me and face to the wall. I lubed my dick with her juices and stuck my dick far inside of Olivia. She was tight, fire hot, and sticky. She acted surprised but her body pulled me in betraying her. “Oh shit, you old whore!” “Fuck me, my son” she said and bucked as my dick played with her cervix.

I put her in a one arm triangle choke hold and whispered in her ear, “you like it don’t you? Bitch. You love this dick up inside of you. All you wanted was a good fuck! You stupid bitch, you won’t be able to walk for a couple of days.”

“Yes my son,” she said, “ fuck your momma! Fuck her good. Oh my boy fuck me into tomorrow!”

Her flabby body wiggled with ever thrust. Waves of punishment running through her body. I pulled her saggy tit under her arm pit and squeezed her Nipple. Give me milk you whore” I demanded and she replied, “yes, let momma feed you!” I pulled both nipples in the same manner and had her saggy tits facing me while I pumped my dick into her. Her head dropped, her arms buckled and she fell to her elbows and her nipples were torn from my fingers. She shook hard like she was having a seizure and I watched as the life escape her body in a seizure of pleasure. I can’t go on,” she said,

I dropped her legs to the floor and now her stomach as resting on the couch cushions. I pulled my dick out of her pussy and pushed it deep into her ass. Fuck!” she yelled “Fuck!!”

I grabbed the loose skin on her waist and pushed and pulled her body onto my dick. Her shit stank. It was the worst shit I had ever smelled. And all it did was make me even more horny. Because I fucked her hot ass for a while but then stuck my dick up her pussy. This mean whore now had her shit up in her pussy.

I missed the feel of her hot ass and so I went back to it. Then, I missed the feel of her pussy and went back to it. I kept this up for a while but then broke it off and I pulled her head back near me and stuck my dick into her face. Her shit was so pretty gleaming off her bottom lip.

“I hate you. You fucken bastard”, she said. In response I pushed my dick deeper down her throat. I watched as her face turned purple. I pulled out enough to let her get a breath and then I went back in to her throat.

I fucked her for hours. I pinched nipples, fucked her pussy, fucked her asshole, slapped her ass bright red. And all the while she kept calling me baby, asshole, and son.

I fucked her and degraded her for hours. I cursed her out and all she could reply was, “yes my son. Anything you want honey. Anything, I’m your cum whore!”

I fucked her all night and at midnight I tried to kick her out of my apartment but she was too weak to walk by herself and so I let her lean on me. We walked into her apartment. I looked around and her apartment was littered with pictures of her son. I threw her on her couch and told her not to buzz me any more or else we would have to repeat tonight and I wouldn’t be so kind or gentle. I asked if she understood and she said yes and passed out.

Two days later I was buzzed. Without even answering the intercom I just let whomever it was into the building. Shortly there after Olivia appeared at my door. Short wrinkled and wrapped in a long coat. Our eyes connected and the coat dropped to reveal a full leather lingerie. She walked in and handed me a leather whip. She sat on my couch and said, “I missed you son. Come take care of your mommy” my fick almost tore through my pants.