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No Regular Mother

Seattle, Oregon

6:30 pm

DeSanto Residence

“My name is Albert DeSanto, I'm nineteen years old. You know, when I was younger, my mother, used to tell me that I was special. She told me I was different from every kid in my city, maybe even the whole world. In the beginning, I didn't know what the hell she was talking about. I had odd dreams when I was younger though. I never knew my father, not because he didn't wish to know me, but that he passed away after I was born. My mother told me she had met him when he was around my age.

She told me they fucked a lot. She said he had the stamina of a devil and the sex drive of an incubus. But my father wanted more than just sex from her, he wanted a family too. The only problem my mother saw was that was that she was barren. She told him she would never be able to give him what he wanted. Regardless, my father would not admit defeat and the two continued to fuck. When he was twenty, my mother came to him with news, she was pregnant with me, much to her shock.

My father, overjoyed at learning about this planned to celebrate my mother's pregnancy with me with his whole family. He wanted to invite hers too, but she said her father had disowned her a long time ago. The night I was born, my father had mysteriously vanished. No one in his family knew what might have happened to him, they blamed my mother for making him disappear because she did not want kids. My mother pleaded with them, telling them she was not responsible and was just as confused as they were. No longer around, everyone considered him dead, after all, this was Mexico, a country not meant for weak men.

I am mixed race, my mother is white and my father mestizo. My mother said I resemble my father so much, she swears he's me reborn, creepy. My dreams of my mother came and went. I knew this was not natural, and the most consistent dream I had of her was the same.

In my dream, my mother was always depicted as a beautiful angel, radiant and divinely attractive. Despite her appearance, she was always falling through the clouds against a blacked background while the heavens beamed brightly. She wandered aimlessly through the rain, snow and darkness. My mother remained silent all throughout the dream I told her. She told me to forget about it. And so I did until she brought it back."

Present

Returning back to the present matter at hand, Albert was fucking his big booty ebony girlfriend, who was a year older than him. Her name was Indigo and her measurements were 35, 24, 35. Her hair was large and kinky, which she kept tied up in a pony tail, although her tail was more like the large ball of cotton. Her skin was as dark as chocolate and her pussy and asshole just as sweet. She did not shave and sported a curly bush between her legs, but her boyfriend did not care.

Albert slapped his groin crotch against Indigo's large round jiggly chocolate balls for ass cheeks. He held on to one of her hips and her ponytail as he slapped his balls against her sloppy pussy, groaning and moaning alongside her as she looked back and stared at him all the while as she flicked her tongue up and down like she was some kind of a snake. Gritting his teeth, he reached over and grabbed her by her throat, pulled her in and kissed her, kissed her deeply while their lower connected halves rutted wildly against each other.

“Ungh, fuck, fuck, baby, just like that. Mmmm, beat that pussy right baby!” Indigo moaned deeply, enjoying every inch of her man's eight-inch cock sliding in and out of her, and his sweaty crotch slapping against her large jiggling ass cheeks.

The clock on their phones, charging, read 6:30 pm. They had returned back from college two hours ago.

Albert's mother, Lisa, a beautiful white woman with the body and measurements of a porn star, was pulling into the driveway of their home. They lived in a Cul-de-sac in the suburbs of Seattle, Oregon. She stepped out of her car after killing the engine and locking her doors. She wore a pencil skirt, heels, a blouse under a coat and carried a handbag. She unlocked her front door and opened it. Walking inside, she was hit immediately with the sounds of hard and fiery lovemaking. The sound of skin slapping against each other echoed through the entire house and two voices moaning in pleasure were like a siren's call to her. It was irresistible.

Lisa dropped her bag, removed her coat and unbuttoned the buttons on her blouse and walked over to the semi-opened door of her son's bedroom. Peeking inside, she saw her son's naked strong body covered in a thin film of sweat, dominating the thick and curvy body of his sexy black girlfriend. She played with her DD breasts. She sucked on her own nipples and pulled on them. Indigo felt someone watching them and alerted Albert to it.

“Babe, I think someone's watching us!”

“What? Oh, that's just my mother, it's okay. Mom, you can come in,” Albert told her.

Lisa walked inside, closed the door behind her and walked over to her son. Indigo watched the beautiful woman saunter over to her son and kiss him! Deeply and passionately!

“What... the... fuck?!” Indigo said, shocked.

“Oh crap, I never told you, Indigo, but my relationship with my mother is different from the rest.”

“Yeah, and how different Is it?”

Despite Lisa having the appearance of a woman in her early thirties, she was in fact much older than she appeared.

Inside of his own head, Albert spoke.

'Last year when I turned eighteen, my mother revealed to me who and what she was, because she thought I was old enough to understand and because she thought I was ready. When I came back home from school I laid on my bed and slept. My mother came home and brought up the odd dreams I used to have of her when I younger. I asked her what made her bring it up, since she always dismissed it each time I wanted to speak to her about it. So instead of explaining it to me, she showed me.'

“So you must be Indigo, my son spoke to me about you. I never knew he was telling the truth about having such a beautiful girlfriend. Honey, I'm sorry to disturb you and my son, but if you are going to be dating my son, you will also be dating me.”

“E-Excuse me!?”

Lisa undid the buttons of her pencil skirt, pulled it down and her panties along with it. The mother had a beautiful blonde bush, wide hips and a small waist. But as Indigo watched the older woman, she saw something growing and coming out from under her golden bush. As quick as lightning struck, Albert's mother grew a twelve-inch cock that dangled between her legs. Accompanying her large cock, were a pair of testicles in a scrotum sac.

Indigo pulled away from Albert, which caused his cock to slip out of her wet chocolate pussy and back up into a corner of the bedroom. Lisa reassured the frightened young woman in her own way. Lisa's green eyes glowed brightly while making her way over to Indigo. The young woman's erratic breathing calmed considerably. Al's mother offered her hand and helped his girlfriend up to her feet. Pulling the chocolate beauty in, she kissed her. Albert laid on the bed and stroked himself to the scene. He watched his mother's long dick sliding between his girlfriend's legs, while they kissed furiously.

Indigo sucked and licked Lisa's nipples as the older woman licked the side of her neck and planted kisses on it. With a hard shove, Lisa pushed Indigo back on her son's bed and told her son,

“Sorry, son, continue what you were doing with her.”

Albert grabbed his girlfriend and bent her over his bed. Stroking himself to the sight of her large black ass, he smacked one cheek first as hard as he could, which elicited a hard and satisfied moan from Indigo. Slipping his wet cock back inside of her tight pussy, Al resumed his quick and deep thrusts, slapping his balls against her damp cunt. His mother watched them fucking with great lust and stroked her large cock slowly with one hand, while the other alternated between massaging her balls, fingering her pussy and massaging her large tits.

Indigo and Lisa stared back at one another and without uttering a word to the other, they knew already what the other wanted. Albert's mother's crawled on top of his bed. She knelt in front of the young black beauty's face and lifting up her large cock, slowly shoved the head inside of her hot wet mouth and slowly slid half of her cock down her throat. But Albert's powerful thrusts caused Indigo to take more of his mother's cock down her already stuffed throat.

Taking the sides of her face, Lisa made Indigo look up at her in her eyes. The young black nymph's eyes overflowed with tears. She coughed and gagged slightly around her cock.

“Oh dear, baby!” Lisa blurted out as she thrust forward. Her long cock was a bit hard to suck on, but as more of Indigo's saliva coated the head and shaft, well much of the shaft, sucking became much easier.

“Oh fuck, son! Mmmm, you're little Nubian darling has such an... aahhhmmm.... amazing mouth. Look at her go, she can almost take all of it down her slutty throat. Ahh, fuuckk!”

“Oh fuck, goddamnit, mom! I don't know how much longer I can... keep going like this... Mmm,” Albert said, panting quickly.

“Keep fucking that pussy, baby, fuck that pussy like you own it. Ahh, fuck! Fuck that pussy like you fucked mine last year! Aaahhh!!”

Indigo's eyes grew wider than ever before for two reasons. One, she had no idea that Albert, her boyfriend and his mother fucked. And two, Lisa came with a vengeance, ejaculating semen down her throat and filling her mouth so much, she coughed and gagged, tearing up her eyes even harder. Tears rolled down her cheeks where they dripped onto the bed. Cum escaped out of her nostrils and around her lips where they dripped onto the bed sheets beneath her along with her tears.

The sound of his girlfriend gagging and choking on his mother's cock as she continued to pump load after load down her throat, pushed him over his edge and pressed his crotch against his girlfriend's round, soft plump ass and shot load after load inside her. He had forgotten to pull out, but the sensation of Indigo's pussy wrapping tightly around his shaft like the meat vice that it was, was just too good to ignore.

With an audible and loud sigh of satisfaction, Albert fell back on the bed, but he had no time to relax and enjoy this moment. He was panicked.

“Holy shit, mom! I came inside of her! I forgot to put on a damn rubber!” Albert shouted.

“Baby, baby, it's okay, let your mother handle this. Look, let's change positions.”

Lisa laid on her back with her legs bent and spread apart. Indigo, who took her time spitting out the inhuman amount of cum out her mouth, sat down on top of her face with her wet cum filled pussy on top of her mouth. Albert hung back on his bed facing his mother's opened legs and spent cock that rested her between her legs.

“You ready Indigo?”

“Yes...” Indigo replied, sounding a little apprehensive.

“Mmmm, such a sexy and beautiful pussy my dear. Now, to suck my son's wonderful ambrosia out of this sweet honey pot.”

"You're going to do what—Ahhhh! Mmmm! Hahhh! Oh yeahhh! Oh, Mrs. DeSanto!”

Indigo rolled her hips on top of Lisa's mouth, grinding the lips of her pussy on her lips which were pressed firmly on her cunt while her tongue, firmly inside of her wet tight hole, licked up the cum that dribbled down onto her whipping tongue. Albert watched his mother's soft cock, quickly harden and rise. Watching his girlfriend being orally pleasure by his mother turned him on.

Lisa wondered what Albert was doing back there and momentarily raised Indigo off her mouth so she could speak.

“Son, its okay for you to watch, but wouldn't you rather be a part of this... AAUGH, FUCK!!” Lisa let out a deep moan, a satisfied moan that caused her to let out a small maniacal laugh.

Albert helped himself to burying his now stiffened cock inside of his mother's wet pussy. Lisa wrapped and crossed her legs behind her son's back and savored and enjoyed the pleasure of having her walls stretched by her son. Like with his girlfriend, he slapped his crotch against his mother's wet cunt and soft testicles. Her pussy clenched around his shaft tightly, making sure to keep as much of him from slipping out of her.

“Mmmm! Mmm! Hmmm!” Lisa moaned hard as she resumed eating Indigo out and having her own pussy pounded.

“Oh fuck, mom, it's even tighter than before!! Hah, fuck I think I'm going to cum already!”

“Do it, baby, fill mommy's pussy with her healthy semen, Yes! Yes! Yes!” Lisa moaned loudly before returning back to sucking out her son's cum out of his girlfriend's pussy.

Getting the last volume of cum out of her pussy, Lisa shoved Indigo out of the way to bend forward and wrap her arms around the back of her son's neck. Indigo, sweaty and near her own climax, watched mother and son having sex, like they were lovers, like they weren't even related. Lisa kissed her son as he pounded her pussy harder and faster until finally, with a visible shakiness that came over his entire body, he pumped cum after cum inside of his mother's womb.

“Ohhhh yeaahhhhh... hahh...” Lisa moaned in delight, trailing off. “Are you sure that's ok, Mrs. DeSanto?” Lisa asked.

“Oh don't worry, dear, I can't have children anymore. It was a miracle that I was even able to get pregnant with my son here. And in case you were wondering dear, I'm unable to father any children either. Its a part of my condition.”

“Mom, maybe you should show Indigo what you really look like?”

“Hmmm, she has to agree to never let this secret out, orTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.

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DarkFyre Chapter Eighteen

DarkFyre Chapter Eighteen The next day, Rael was a busy man. Silmaria sat back and watched him with a sort of amused fascination. After a long night of rest, Rael was renewed and overflowing with energy and robust health. They’d discussed with disappointment how much of the bear meat was going to go to waste as its spoiling became eminent, but Rael gave a good effort at consuming as much of it as possible that morning. Silmaria was shocked and very nearly appalled, and couldn’t quite keep...

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DarkFyre Chapter Seven

The shop was claustrophobic. Despite the blustery cold outside, the room was oppressively hot. Four sooty wall sconces cast off a weak glow. The rest of the light came from two stone hearths in opposite corners of the room banked high with logs, radiating uncomfortable warmth. Several braziers were set around the room, adding to the heat. They threw off a heavy shroud of incense and scented smoke, cloyingly sweet. Behind the sweetness of the incense lingered a pervasive mustiness, the smell of...

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DarkFyre Chapter Six

Rael sat at the long, ornate dinner table in the main dining hall with his long legs stretched out before him, leaning back in his chair as he rolled a small apple around in his hand. Selm, his whiskers newly trimmed and looking determined, watched him quietly, waiting for the young Nobleman to speak. The Knight had fully expected to have some distractions when he arrived home. He hadn’t been to IronWing Manor in a long time, and so much was left undone from his father’s death. He’d even found...

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DarkFyre Chapter Fifteen

DarkFyre Chapter Fifteen The next day was lost to the blizzard. They spent the better part of it huddled together in their blankets, pressed in close, as near to their small fire as they dared. The stone cliff was a forbidding face of rock and ice, and even with the nearby fire, the ice held strong, glittering with stubborn beauty in the firelight. The blizzard outside was a wild, angry thing. The winds were a deep, soulful wail echoing through the canyons of the mountains. Very briefly, Rael...

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DarkFyre Chapter Eleven

In the late morning hours the sun shone bright and glorious on Trelling’s Rest. The overcast clouds of yesterday’s snowfall had fled in the face of a clear and temperate day, the sort of mild and cheerful day DarkFyre Dale rarely saw this deep into winter. The snow underfoot gleamed pristine white under the sunshine, a blanket of innocence and purity cast over the countryside, a beautiful thing to behold. The Bear’s Maw was Trelling’s Rest’s main gate and the site of the majority of traffic in...

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DarkFyre Chapter TwentyThree

Even as the evening crept on the heat was palpable, a smothering blanket of energy sapping misery, dry and acrid. The only reprieve from the heat was the caress of the wind sweeping down the crags and valleys and rock formations, swirling along the brief stretches of flatlands that reached out between the red stones, or whipping along jagged, flinty corners of standing stones, clustered cliffs, and miniature mountains. The wind whistled a plaintive lament through the land’s many cracks and...

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DarkFyre Chapter TwentyTwo

The inn’s stillness and quiet was unnerving, the blackness of the halls and common room below an ominous contrast to the noise and bustle and light that should have been coming from downstairs this early into the night, just a few bare hours after sundown. Even with the flickering light of the candles at their bedside, the dark outside their room was so complete it left even her sharp eyes momentarily unable to pierce the gloom. The smell told her the danger first. Silmaria took a deep breath,...

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DarkFyre Chapter Twenty One

DarkFyre Chapter Twenty-One Rael sank back into the large brass tub sitting in the middle of their room. The room’s furnishings were modest, but the bed was large enough for them both to settle into comfortably as long as Silmaria curled in tightly to him, and the room was clean and tidy. The bedding was simple cotton spun, with a thick wool cover and soft, fresh straw stuffed into the mattress. There was a small ash wood table and two small chairs set under a shuttered window. A patterned rug...

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DarkFyre Chapter Twenty

Silmaria’s heart beat violently, thudding unpleasantly in her breast. As the men stepped into their small camp she swallowed and fought to ignore the rising tide of panic threatening to drown her entirely. There were half a dozen of them, all armed and stepping with the confident, easy swagger of men who were comfortably acquainted with a great many kinds of violence. Dark eyes roved over her. She saw a flare of desire here, a glint of lewd interest there. Mostly, they looked curious, and...

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DarkFyre Chapter Seventeen

DarkFyre Chapter Seventeen The bear pelt was heavy and warm. Strange, to think that the pelt and meat were keeping them alive and comfortable after the bear had nearly killed him. There was a sort of grim irony in that, he supposed, but it was lost in the relief of being alive, the exhaustion of his ordeal, and the wonder of the woman in his arms. Rael stared down at Silmaria. She slept for now, a deep, peaceful sleep with her face pressed to his solid chest, one small hand resting on his...

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DarkFyre Chapter Fifteen

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DarkFyre Chapter Thirteen

The mild weather snuck away in the night, setting the stage for their departure, to be a much more bitterly cold and uncomfortable affair. After sundown the temperature dropped until snow fell in a scintillating curtain of white, crystal-soft flakes. They danced along the wind, dazzling and fleeting in the moonlight as they did somersaults and dizzying spiral dives before collecting in a graceless mass grave all along the docks, their frantic, joyful celebration of cold and movement and life...

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DarkFyre Chapter Twelve

The next morning was mild, if not as clear and sunny as the day before. Clouds hung in a haze over the sky, drab and dreary and promising cold and snow to come, but all in all it was a favorable day for the middle of a Dale winter. Rael was sitting against a wall in an alley mouth, studying the grand building across the street. He was on the opposite end of Trelling’s Rest, right in the heart of the Palace District, watching the Hall of Valor, home and seat of power for the Knight Brotherhood...

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DarkbitchChapter 4

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