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Knocking woke me to Monday. "Mom? Are you okay? It's nine AM." Race sounded concerned.
For my work as an agent, I hired a desk from a local real estate office. I could come an go as much as I pleased. I wished I was already there. Race was late for school, though. "Have you eaten?"
"I'm more worried about you."
"Then, go on to class. We'll talk when you get back home." I tried.
Several "tinks" sounded from the knob. He knew how to unlock it from the outside. I knew that he knew. I had hoped...
Race pushed the door open and walked in naked. "Hurry, Mom. I have to get dressed."
"Huh?" I saw his erection. Proud and eager, it bobbed towards me. Under the sheet and blankets, I still wore the damp towel from the afternoon before. He tore at the bedding and hopped onto the mattress. His prick aimed at my eyes. "You need to be fed, Mom." His hands grabbed my head and he punched cock into my lips. It meet clenched teeth.
"Ow! Mom. You hurt me!" He pretented the victim. His hands tightened their grip. "Open up. I don't have time."
I shook my head. I wanted to remind him how wrong this was, but I dared not open my mouth.
Then he surprised me. He leaned forward and kissed my lips, spitting into them. When I spat it back, his fingers pushed my cheeks between my teeth and forced my jaw open. Cock returned to it's mother's forced tongue. "God, your mouth feels better than yesterday!" He pumped his prick quickly.
To avoid suffocating again, I matched his thrusting with my breaths, in and out.
"Moan for me, Mom! Moan for me, like you did last time."
I had NOT moaned. I had maybe groaned. It seemed like an important difference at the time. Less than twenty four hours had passed since having my son's cock fuck my face for the first time. I slapped his arms with my hands, but mine had little strength. My anger was still asleep.
Race lasted a minute, maybe two before unloading his balls into my mouth. I doubt he had tried to hold back. He wanted to get to school. Why now, I wondered. He was a fair student but had never been eager to go. Did something about raping his mommy's lips and throat promote academic attendance?
Once again I choked on his semen. He pushed deep with his prick and poured the stuff down my neck. The little I tasted was slightly better without my retch fluid. I had managed his raping dick without suffocating. Pulling out, he told me again. "You should lick up what you didn't swallow."
I frowned. He smiled and stretched a finger to my cheeks and chin. He dumped his escaped seed into the hole he had intended. "You'll have to shower, this time, Mom. I've gotta go."
I cried in the shower. He hadn't even given me a chance to explain how wicked his actions were, how un-godly, and how forceful he was becoming. I resolved to fight whatever demon had possessed my son. I read the bible all day.
I knew exactly when he would return from school. When Race was in a hurry home, it took exactly twenty three minutes from when the last bell rang. I waited inside the door, bible in one hand, a wooden spoon in the other. I had been making cookies, and I wasn't aware of holding the spoon. I had spotted the clock just in time and had raced to the door. The lock clicked and the door swung in.
"Oh, good!" He smiled. His arms went for a hug. I stepped back, but not far enough. "Mmm, Mom. It's good to be home. And you were waiting for me!" He hugged me gently. I blinked, trying to recompose my righteousness.
"Son, we need to talk. I believe you have succumbed to-"
"Sure, Mom." He saw the bible. "Did you want to pray? Get on your knees."
"Yes!" I brightened. Maybe he had considered his evil. He knelt slightly. "Let us pray, to rid this curse from you." My smiled beamed hope at him, and my knees touched the carpet before his."
"Oops! The door." He spun around and closed it. Pray was a private matter, I agreed. If forced to in public, one must not be ashamed to show true faith.
"Oh, heavenly Father." I began. I heard a zipper. He turned back to me. His cock swung like a baseball bat. I dodged away.
"Pray to me, Mom. It'll be good practice for when you really are my slave." He slapped me. "But never, EVER, say 'father'!"
His attack stunned me long enough to find my son's prick plunging once more into my mouth, his hands pressing the back of my head. This time he had betrayed God. That hurt more than his raping cock. Still, I didn't cry. I had to survive my son's fresh assault. I had to breathe, I told myself. Sobs would disturb my timing.
I discovered that by tightening my lips at the right time and pressing on the underside of my boy's retreating prick, I could fine tune his fucking of my face. He could dig deeper into my gullet and I could pull in more air than the first two times.
"Ohhh, That's it, Mom, tongue me and suck me!" Race delighted. This time he tried to hold out. His prick stabbed beyond my tongue for nearly four minutes before he howled with glee. "Uuunnnngggghh!!! YEAAAAH!" His cock pressed hard, and his cum blasted down my throat. "Cuummmmiingg, Moooomm!!!"
This time, there wasn't any sperm on my face for him to wipe into my mouth. I had hardly tasted any of it. He wasn't phased. "Tasted good, I bet. Huh, Mom?"
This was my first chance in two days. "Race, those books are worse than fairy tales. You can't turn women into cum sluts!"
"I know. I know, Mom" He pushed his withering, shining dick into his pants and zipped up. "Just like that book couldn't turn Dad into a nice man."
Our bible remained clenched in my left hand. He left me staring at it.
"That felt really good, Mom." Were his parting words.
After baking the cookies, I ate one. The Holy Bible was now their trivet. I left the kitchen and knocked on Race's door.
"What is it? I'm studying."
I'd never caught my boy studying. His father would threaten to beat him, but that was years ago. I guess I had assumed Race studied. It's just that I rarely visited when he was in his room.
"I won't bother you, then."
"Those cookies smell pretty great."
"Do you want one?"
"Do you have one?" I guessed he didn't want me to bother him again, if I didn't.
"Yes." I turned the door knob and entered holding up a saucer with two warm treats.
Race sat at his small desk, a paperback book lay on it. He couldn't have been more than two or three chapters in. Taking up a quarter of his room, a worn Sousaphone waited on its stand.
"I'll set these here." I placed the saucer on the closest corner. His hand grabbed my wrist!
"There were some words here I didn't know. I needed to ask my English teacher, today."
Oh, that had been his hurry. "Please, let go."
"Just a sec. Now that you're here." His eyes pierced mine with lust. "Let me read it to you." He released my hand. "Sit down."
The only place was on his bed. I could have ran, but my son's passion, seemed directed at the book. He read as I sat, ready to bolt past him. "'Mommy, are you my cum slut?'
"'No. That's a pinnacle of abomination!' The freshly raped mother lied." Race turned to me. "See, Mom. I bet, you're just like this mom. You've been lying to me."
"No, Honey, don't ever think that. I wouldn't lie to you, even after you force yourself on me. I want to help you!"
"Yeah! That's it!" He got excited, and turned a few pages. "Here it is. The mom says, 'Mommy just want's to help you, Honey.' The boy answers, 'Help me cum then, Mommy!'" Race slammed the book shut as if he had proven his point. The tawdry cover had a colored drawing of a young man wearing bulging cotton briefs, looming over his naked mother posed so that you could see her out-thrust tits but not her groin. The title was "Mommy's Rape Son" by Kat-
"Mom!" Race called. I blinked and looked back at him.
"No! I thought you didn't believe in these books!"
"When did I say that?" He disbelieved me. "Oh, what I meant, after feeding my cum to you was, I agreed those kind of book are worse than fairy tales. Fairy tales are for little kids. Kids shouldn't be allowed to read these. These books are meant for you and me." Race launched himself out of his chair at me, knocking me across his bed and his Sousaphone off of its stand. I kicked and slapped. He was better at blocking my blows. In a flash I was pinned to the bed, and my son began stripping me.
"You need to stop wearing these." He had struggled to release my bra and pull it off. I had tried to twist and escape, but he was like a python, curled around his victim. "I'm going to fuck you proper this time, Mom. Maybe if I mix things up, you'll mind-break quicker."
"That's never going to happen!" I rebelled. He stripped my pants faster than the bra. I had worn my pair with the most buttons. Unfortunately, he wore some with just as many and familiar with their efficient separation. Naked except for my bleach white panties I continued to pummel him with my knees and my fists. He took every one with hardly a flinch. I didn't hold back. I know I was hurting him. His father had conditioned him to endure worse.
Reaching for the crotch of my panties, he thumbed it aside and exposed my hairy vagina. "Are you wet yet, Mom?" His index finger probed. "I'm going to fuck you with your panties on. So I can take them for my prize after our juices mingle in them." His finger had trouble finding ingress. I was dry as a witch. He pouted. "If you hang them over the front door, they're suppose to turn any MILF who walks under them into a slut." His voice lost power as his finger informed him of his incorrect assumption. He froze for a second, flashing his confusion.
He brightened. "Oh, yeah, I'm suppose to do this." He spat into his hand and reached back to my puss. I had tired of punching him, but when his slick fingers penetrated my outer folds, I pounded his bed with my legs and fists, and I screamed. "Please, Son, don't do this!"
"It's okay, Mom. I'll take my time." His spit drenched fingers searched again and finally found my inner orifice. I expected him to thrust with all his might. Instead, he massaged my vaginal opening. With his other hand he toyed with my nipples, alternating between them. "We'll see who's book is right." He smiled down at me, confident in his religion.
This time, it was Nature who betrayed me. My cleaving crevice wept to protect itself. Race's patient fingers felt the change. "That's better, Mom. See, you'll be my slut in no time."
A minute later, he was finger fucking my prick hole as far as fingers reached, while maintaining the same leisurely pace.
"Please, it just happens. I can't control that."
"Just like the books say. Mommies eventually lose all control."
Two minutes later, he scooted down my body and pushed his cock into my wet cunt.
I yelled. I bucked and pummeled him. He only pummeled my sex in return, smiling with closed eyes. "Fucking you is incredible, Mommy."
It occurred to me, at the worst time, that Race hadn't called me "Mommy", in years. It had only re-entered his vocabulary in the last two days. Why was I even thinking that, when my son was raping me and would cum inside me at any moment? I cursed him, and I pleaded. "Get out, wicked boy! Get out of Mommy's special place for babies!"
"That's right, Mommy. I can put a baby in you! That's what you really want, isn't it?" He fucked me harder. "Ooohh, I can't hold it. Much. Longer!"
I panicked! "Race, you mustn't! Don't cum in me! It's abomination!"
That really amped his pounding hips. The big prick drilling my cunt tore deeper inside, until he was pounding on my cervix! I screamed. "It hurts! STOP!"
He slowed, a bit. His glazed eyes blinked. It was my only chance.
"Let me drink your cum. You want Mommy to be your cum-slut, right?" I rattled off like a machine gun. "Shoot your big cock full of juice into mommy's mouth, Honey. How can I ever learn to like, um, LOVE your cum if you aren't consistent?"
"Ohh, Jeez!" His face lit up with indecision. He had less than three seconds. I opened my mouth wide. My eyes pleaded.
It took him one second to pull out and hop forward. His prick hiccuped and hot cum exploded over my face. He managed to poke my mouth for the second blast. Boiling semen flooded my tongue. I closed my lips on his heaving prick and sucked.
"Moan for me, Mommy!" He ordered.
I prevented myself from smiling. I didn't moan. I did suck every last drop from my son's spewing tool. It was the first time I had enough of the boy's spend where I could actually taste it. I contemplated it's disagreeable flavor while Race wiped his spunk from my face and into my receptive lips. His sperm stung my eyes.
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Oh, mommy is going to be so upset when I get home from school Part 2 (All I added a couple of the last paragraphs from Part 1 so the reading goes a little smoother. Hope you enjoy! Hugs Princess) "I think you look very pretty Barry I mean Carrie," hearing Jimmy say as we walk towards are bus. "I guess I am the new big brother and you're the little sister now hahaha." I hear him laugh as I hear my other brother laughing too and Miley giggling. We get on the bus before I can...
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But Mommy, I mean Mom!!! By Princess Pantyboy Me, Chris, Chrissie 18-years-old Amy & Jill 5-year-old twin sisters Miley 12-year-old sister Mom/Mommy single mom 42-years-old but looks 25 Jenny my 18-year-old girl friend All, I was transferring files from my old laptop to my knew MacBook Pro and found some stories I wrote back in 2011 and never put on line. Here is one of them. I hope you enjoy...
Mommy AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is set in the same world as my "At the Beach" stories only without the "Morality Tale" tag or the need to visit a certain gift shop for the transformational fun to begin. That is a good thing since the "Morality Tale" label has certainly come back to haunt me. I was raked over the coals by one reviewer for being too easy on the characters while another pilloried me for being too harsh. You sure can't please everyone. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one....
Humiliated by Mommy by Naughtieboys [email protected] © Julian Smith and Em-bare-assed Press 1999-2001. Revised 2013. THIS STORY IS PURE FICTION (or unpure friction) FOR ADULTS ONLY. NO REAL CHILDREN WERE HARMED IN THE PRODUCTION OF THIS STORY. BY READING FURTHER, YOU ARE DECLARING THAT YOU ARE A CONSENTING ADULT. This work is copyright by the author. Commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete and include...
The white comforter was stained extensively from where two men had tag teamed his trophy wife. Cum, sweat, makeup and cigarette ash littered the once pristine blanket. Ted scrubs at the stains with a stiff brush in the laundry room, trying desperately not to remember where they had come from. Upstairs he hears his wife Karen and his daughter Nancy giggling together. Instantly his stomach turns over. Before today sounds like that meant someone was trying on a fun outfit or had told a...
This is a story about seduction and transformation that’s written about a real-life sissy named Brandon Hippel, Brandon’s a cute little limp-wristed sissy-faggot from Abington Pennsylvania that loves to be humiliated and exposed online. She loves feminization, crossdressing, being exposed online, humiliation, anal play, degradation, being captioned, taking pictures, and talking to new people, so feel free to contact her through these various social media; Her kik is; HumiliationSlut2Her email...
Introduction: MILF Mom catches nerdy son masturbating and becomes obsessed. Pet Mommy: Becoming a Mommy-Slut Summary: MILF Mom catches nerdy son masturbating and becomes obsessed. NOTE 1: This is dedicated to Michael who suggested a story involving a son masturbating with his Moms stockings. NOTE 2: Thanks to Estragon for copy-editing and LaRascasse for plot suggestions. Pet Mommy: Becoming a Mommy-Slut If you are a parent you have probably read, or even own, What to Expect When You Are...
Chapter Five: Mommy-Succubus's Teacher Conference By mypenname3000 Copyright 2021 Note: This is based off a one-off story was commissioned by a fan! “Huh, my mom wants me to wait in a safe place,” I said. She was really freaked out about Mrs. Spartan being a witch. Just what would witches do to me? A day ago, I was a normal college student with a single mother that all my friends thought was the hottest MILF. Now, I was the son of a succubus which made me into something called a...
Humiliated by Mommy by Naughtieboys [email protected] © Julian Smith and Em-bare-assed Press 1999-2001. Revised 2013. THIS STORY IS PURE FICTION (or unpure friction) FOR ADULTS ONLY. NO REAL CHILDREN WERE HARMED IN THE PRODUCTION OF THIS STORY. BY READING FURTHER, YOU ARE DECLARING THAT YOU ARE A CONSENTING ADULT. This work is copyright by the author. Commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete and include the...
Introduction: Mom is dpd by son and his best friend. PET MOMMY: DP MOMMY-SLUT!!! Summary: Pet Mommy: Creating a Mommy-Slut Summary: A mother learns her son fantasizes about fucking her and, realizing just how much he resembles her deceased dominant husband, decides to make his fantasy a reality…in the end seducing her son and becoming his submissive pet Mommy. Note: A special thanks goes to Mab7991 DP MOMMY-SLUT!!! I am sure you have heard the saying be careful not to wake up the sleeping...
“Tommy, come here and give Mommy a big kiss.” What could I do, over the side I slithered. She stood waiting, a huge smile on her face. I stood up and she hugged me, wet body, wet suit and all, she gave me a big hug and a wet kiss. “When did you get in son, I didn’t expect you ‘til tomorrow?” “I drove all night, I couldn’t wait to see you Mom, I miss you when I’m away.” “I miss you, too, Tommy, I miss you too.” Tommy I thought, I was Tom to everyone else but I guess I’ll...
Oh, mommy is going to be so upset when I get home from school Part 3 (All I added a couple of the last paragraph's from Part 2 so the reading goes a little smoother. Hope you enjoy! Hugs Princess) I watch as Miley puts her hand over her mouth giggling as she stares at me smiling from ear-to-ear. "Okay sweetie you are done just like your big sister." Oh that is good as I smile knowing I am done too at the same time as Miley. "Oh that is great I am done at the same time as Miley...
'jack its nearly mommys bedtime do you need to pee before i go to sleep?''uh no i'm ok for now thanks mom' jack really needs to pee but is still horified from being jerked off by his mom earlier'are you sure its no good you thinking you can get me to help you in the night mommy needs her sleep if you don't go nw you will have to wait until the morning''please mom could i get my nurse back to help me with stuff like that''no i told you in future i help you now would you like mommy to help you...
Note: I would like to apologize to all my readers for taking so long between chapters. I have had some serious personal drama that I had to deal with and I hope and pray things start to mellow out soon. Again please forgive me and I hope everyone had a great Merry Christmas!!! I hope you continue to enjoy my stories and thank you for your support and words of comfort. Hugs, Princess Pantyboy Call you mommy, are you serious honey Part 9 By Princess Panty boy "Wow...
Chapter Two: Mommy Tempts Her Futa-Daughter By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! “This is very, very bad,” whimpered Grace the Futa-Angel. Her motherly face, lit by the golden halo floating above the crown of her head, twisted with concern. Her long, blonde hair spilled down her back and amid her white-feathered wings. “I'm going to be in so much trouble.” Spice had been bad. Again. Last time she had escaped, she started a century of witch hunts in...
Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this! Anna Miller “So what did you want to speak to us about?” my neighbor Rita Bowers asked. She was the mother of Wendy, that little slut that helped my daughter destroy my kitchen a few days ago. Her daughter was turning into a handful the way my daughter had. And Wendy’s older sister, Sheila, was even worse. Holly Anderson, another one of my neighbors, nodded. “This isn’t some sort of pyramid scheme, is it?” I laughed at that. I stood in Rita...
(This story contains consensual ageplay, baby talk, and first time, bisexual intercourse between a special little 18 yr old boy, his Mommy, and his Mommy’s new Male friend.) Ever since I can remember Mommy spoke to me in a tone that never changed. A tone of sweetness and affection that made me melt in her arms. The more I obliged her with a c***dish tone of my own, the more she showered me with this motherly love. She called it “agePlay” and said it was perfectly normal for a mother and son in...
Introduction: A mother reluctantly agrees to let her boyfriend use her daughter This is a fictional story for adults only and describes sexual activities between an adult male and an underage female. Please do not continue reading if this offends you. This story was written for entertainment only and the author does not condone any illegal activities or abuse of any kind. This is a 3rd attempt at story writing and feedback is welcome. CHAPTER 3 I want to see her, Brian said. Brian was...
Dear Readers, it took me a while because reality caught up with me, but now the next chapter is ready. I simply hope you don't get bored and enjoy also the 6th installment of my little story. Mommy Adriana makes Greta become a secretary By: Greta Finally I lay in bed. I heard Mommy Adriana was sound asleep while I tossed and turned. I simply couldn't sleep after today's events. I would never be the same man again....
If you are a parent you have probably read, or even own, What to Expect When You Are Expecting and other self-help parenting books. Many have been very useful over the years, as I raised my two c***dren on my own after my husband's premature death, when Crystal was four and Michael two. The books were helpful when I struggled to deal with my daughter's teenage rebellion phase and they were somewhat helpful as I dealt with my son's coming of age, although truth be told I let my brother help out...