mommys helping hands pt 2
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Mommy's Chastity Boy Part V free porn video
(All characters are age 19+)
My sissy son and I are lounging around the pool. We are in matching
bikinis, soaking up the sun in total seclusion. I am wearing a metallic-
red bikini with a string top and a Brazilian-cut bottom. My son is
wearing the same bikini but in metallic-orange. I have been diligently
getting him outside to work on his tan lines whenever it's sunny. I am
laying on my back -propped up by the lounge chair. My son lays next to
me in his lounge chair but he is flat on his stomach. I notice his thong
is riding up too high and covering up his lower back tattoo -this will
not do. I reach over and re-adjust his bikini.
Until a few months ago, my sissy son had no use for the bikini top. But
since he now sports D-cup sized breasts, it is a necessity. I have been
increasing his hormone dosages more and more. He takes them without
complaint. I can't imagine what effect they are having on his boy parts
-I haven't inspected down there in months, and he sure hasn't either.
His metal chastity cage keeps everything wrapped up nicely.
Last week, I got a little carried away with the hormone therapy and
administered too large a dose. I swear his breasts started to lactate
-although initially amusing, it proved to be too much a nuisance.
Therefore, this week, I have scaled back the estrogen. His face was
priceless when he began noticing the damp spots in his bras. That made
it all worth it. Through my sunglasses, I glance back over at my sissy
son.
Me: Honey. Wake up. It's time for more tanning oil.
Him: Are you going to put some on me?
Me: Of course not dear. I need some. Here, come put some on me.
Him: I thought I wasn't allowed to touch you.
Me: Today I will make an exception. Now hurry. Don't keep mommy waiting.
Him: Yes mommy.
He turns over in his lounge chair and stands. His bikini top strains
against gravity to hold in his breasts. They jiggle in his top as he
makes his way over to my chair. His face is full of make-up with fake
eyelashes, orange eyeshadow (to match his bikini), and bright pink lip
gloss. He picks up a bottle off the concrete and squirts oil onto his
hands. I remain lounging on my back.
Me: Start with mommy's feet. I need oil everywhere.
He slowly begins rubbing the oil in. He uses both hands to slowly
massage the oil into the tops of my feet before making his way up my
legs. He continually replenishes his hands with oil. He reaches my
thighs and slowly progresses towards my bikini. With his hands only
inches away, I notice a change in his breathing. My sissy is getting
excited. He has never been able to touch me in this way before. I get an
idea.
Me: Good dear. Really work the oil in. My legs really need it.
Him: Yes mommy.
Me: (With a teasing voice.) Are you get excited dear?
Him: No.
Me: Are you sure?
Him: No! I'm not mommy.
Me: That's good. You better not be. I really don't want to have to
punish you.
I sneak glances at his bikini bottom. As he is rubbing my legs, I notice
a little twitch every now and then. His tiny chastity cage is pressing
against the metallic-orange fabric. His tiny cock must be straining and
pulsing -desperate for relief. I know exactly what to do. Without
telling him, I abruptly turn over in the lounge chair so that I am on my
stomach. I rest my head on my hands.
Me: Now do the back of mommy's legs.
Him: Umm...
Me: Oh don't be shy, I want an even tan. Now get started.
My sissy son slowly begins rubbing more oil onto the back of my thighs,
deliberately staying away from my ass. I know he must be staring at it
-it looks amazing in this thong bikini. I ever so slightly readjust
myself -just enough to wiggle my ass a bit. This must be driving him
crazy. He has never been so close to me in this way.
Me: The oil needs to be rubbed in everywhere.
Higher...no...higher...higher! (By now, his hands have finally reached
my ass.)
Me: That's better! Now rub it in, sweetheart.
I can feel his excitement as he begins massaging and rubbing mommy's
ass. I begin to arch my lower back slightly.
Me: How does mommy's ass feel?
Him: It...it...it feels nice mommy.
Me: I bet it does. Now why don't you thank mommy and give it a kiss. (I
can feel him kiss my left cheek.)
Me: Now that is a good boy. But I said this oil has to go everywhere.
Rub some in between mommy's cheeks dear. Rub it in deep.
I can feel his hands between me, sliding closer and closer to my pussy.
I begin to wiggle my ass more and more.
Me: Rub harder honey. Harder! (I can feel him pick up pace.)
Him: But mommy! Something is happening! I can't...
Me: Keep rubbing!
Him: Mommy please! PLEASE! I am about to...
I hear him let out a little grunt and he quickly let's go of my ass. I
slowly turn over onto my back and turn towards him. He is standing there
meekly with his hands on the front of his bikini bottom.
Me: Remove those hands. Now!
When his hands drop to his side, I can see a dark wet patch on his
thong. My sissy son just had an accident. Months and months of denial
-wasted!
Me: Did you just have an unauthorized sissygasm? Who gave you permission
to cum?
Him: I'm sorry. I couldn't help it! Your ass just made me...
Me: Shut the fuck up. Go inside. Go directly to my bedroom and get
yourself strapped in on the bench. Leave your bikini on. Go now!
My sissy son quickly turns and rushes back inside the house. He knows he
is in trouble. I continue to lay by the pool, planning in my head how to
punish my son. After an hour or so, I head back inside. Leaving my
bikini on, I go upstairs and enter my bedroom. My sissy son has
obediently followed my instructions. He is tied down in his usual
position on his milking bench -arms and legs draped towards the ground
and bound to the sides of the bench. He lifts his head when I walk in.
Me: What am I going to do with you? Cumming while massaging mommy's ass.
This is unacceptable. What should I do with you?
Him: I've been a bad boy. I'm sorry.
Me: And....?
Him: I must be punished. Please punish me mommy.
I approach my tied down sissy son. I grip his thong and slowly slide it
down his legs. Once it is out of the way, I notice his tiny cock cage
dangling from his body. I had been planning on waiting a little longer
for this, but now is the time. I remove the key from around my neck and
insert it into the lock. My son is alerted by this sound and excitedly
raises his head. He cannot see what I am doing. With a slight twist, the
lock pops off and his chastity cage comes apart. I use both hands to
gently remove the cage and ball ring -so as not to overly stimulate him.
He hasn't been released in months.
Now that the chastity cage has been removed, the full effects of the
hormone therapy are apparent. His cock has shrunk to less than half its
original size -and that's not saying much. But it is now just over an
inch long. I struggle not to break out laughing at this sight. I don't
want to alarm him just yet. These results are better than anything I
could have hoped for. Even the Venus symbol tattooed on his cock has
shrunk perfectly. I grab my phone from my dresser to take a photo. With
one hand on the phone, I place my other hand next to his cock -with my
pinky finger extended right next to it. With the picture taken, I stand
back up and head to the front of the bench.
Me: Are you glad mommy unlocked you?
Him: Yes mommy! Am I getting milked?
Me: No dear. But I have some wonderful news.
Him: What is it mommy? Are you still angry?
Me: To tell you the truth, I am feeling much better. At least once I saw
this.
Him: Saw what mommy?
I raise the phone up to his face and turn it on. The image on the screen
is the photo I just took. It takes a while for him to recognize what he
is seeing, but all of the sudden, my sissy son's eyes bulge out. He
impulsively jerks against his restraints.
Him: What! What is that! How..?! How...?!
Me: I'm afraid the female hormones had an unexpected side effect honey.
I am just as shocked as you are.
Him: But...but we have to stop now. Now! Before it's permanent. I
can't...I don't want a tiny...
Me: What you are seeing on my phone is permanent. There is no going
back. You are just going to have to live with it big boy. Speaking of
which...I have a new toy to show you...be right back!
I slap his ass as I make my way to my walk-in closet. I carefully wheel
out, on its own stainless steel cart, a brand new fuck machine. This
fuck machine is a large black rectangular box with a stainless steel rod
extending horizontally from one end. At the end of this steel rod is a
removable dildo. In my case, I have attached a large, black 9-inch dildo
from my personal collection. I wheel this cart slowly past my son so he
can have a look at it, before positioning it directly perpendicular to
the side of my bed. I want him to have a good view. I anchor the cart to
the ground before plugging in the extension cord for the machine.
Me: A bought a new fuck machine! For you and for me! Isn't it wonderful?
Him: For me?
Me: Well maybe...I want to try it first. You can watch.
I am just too excited to delay any further. I get in front of the
machine, and with my feet still on the floor, I bend over and lay onto
the bed with my stomach. The dildo is only an inch from my pussy. I pull
my thong bikini to one side. From the corner of my eye, I see my sissy
son twitch. So predictable!
Me: See this remote control in my hand? This is how it works.
I turn the machine on and begin increasing its speed. With a mechanical
whirr, the rod on the machine begins thrusting in and out -in a smooth
mechanical motion. The dildo is buried deep into my pussy with every
thrust. Before long, I am loosened-up and my pussy lips begin gripping
the dildo every time it pulls out. It feels wonderful -to put it simply.
Me: You know dear...I have something of a confession to make.
Him: What's that mommy?
Me: A confession sweetheart. A confession. In the interest of full
disclosure...size really does matter. It matters a lot. And it matters
to me. I have always preferred big boys with big, massive cocks. They
are the only ones that bring me any pleasure. All women want big cock.
Now, I'm afraid little boys like you just don't make the cut.
I pause for a second as I readjust the speed of the massive dildo
plowing my pussy.
Me: Your dick is now too small to ever please a woman. It is worthless.
A useless appendage. I am doing you a favor by keeping it locked up. And
trust me, I am going to keep locking it up.
Him: But mommy! I don't want a tiny cock. If we stop the hormones...
Me: Shut up! Just embrace it. It is too late anyway. You are a little
sissy with a little cock. This is your role in life. To service women,
and not satisfy them in anyway.
I turn the machine off and pull the dildo out of me. Back on my feet, I
wheel the cart from the side of my bed to right behind my tied up sissy.
I align the dripping-wet dildo with his exposed ass -his boy pussy just
kissing the end of it.
Me: I got it all warmed up and wet for you dear. Now unless you want an
extra shot of estrogen again today, I suggest you start begging.
Him: Please fuck me mommy! I want my boy pussy fucked! (You can almost
smell his desperation.)
Me: Fucked by what dear? You have to be specific.
Him: By big cock! I want big cock in my boy pussy!
He barely finishes the sentence before all 9 inches slide right
in...with an intensity only a machine can provide. He lets out a loud
gasp as his boy pussy is filled.
Me: I see you love big cock. Just like your mommy. I am so proud of you!
Little boys like you deserve it.
I crank its speed up and up -until the sissy is being rammed almost once
every other second. I throw the remote aside, turn the lights out, and
climb into bed. The background noise of the fuck machine puts me right
to sleep.
-End of Part V-
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Mikhaela
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