There’s a shortage of mommy’s meds. Special meds to keep her…addiction…in check. No, its not anything like *that.* Not that kind of addiction. This is an addiction that makes her unsafe to be alone with you. Especially after that incident a few years ago, when she saw you jerking off in your room. She had to double her dose to keep from making a big, BIG mistake with your young, big cock!
Tag: Bettie Bondage
You never expected to get a text like this. Not from Derrick, not from anyone. You just never expected it.
To get a text. Texts, actually. A bunch of them. All explaining how they saw her at the club. The strip club. How they got a dance from her, a private dance. And it didn’t stop with a song or two–no, she went all the way. She–your mom.
Your mom, unbeknownst to you, is a stripper. Well, she’s not–she’s a nurse. But it seems she’s been moonlighting. And Derrick saw it all. Experienced it all. Recorded it all, and sent it to you!!
After jacking it to the video once, twice, three times, you decide to go home for the weekend and ask her directly. You want to hear her tell you about it. You want to hear it from her mouth. You want to hear her tell you about sliding her wet, hot pussy onto strange cock, you want to know everything.
Of course, she acts mortified, but she tells you what you want to hear, at first. She confesses a little, telling you just enough to make your cock stand at attention. You know she can tell, and she’s staring–all you need to take it out and stroke. Of course, she acts offended at first, but it doesn’t take long before she’s getting flirty and watching you as you jack it…before realizing what she’s doing and runing off!
But that’s enough to keep you energized all day, jerking to the video over and over…until she comes to your room, half ready for her next shift at the club. She wants to apologize. To be honest and tell you everything, be open. But no jerking off, she says. Sure, whatever.
She came back to talk about it even more. You know what that means: she wants this, just as bad as you. She can pretend she doesn’t, but here she is, a robe over her stripper outfit, willingly telling you everything. Until you’re hard again. Until she’s exposed herself to you, until she’s stroking you through your jeans…pulling you out…sucking you like she does the men at the club…taking your cum! She keeps telling you its wrong, that she should stop, but its clear she can’t stop. Not when you’re so hard, when she’s just gotten done telling you all these dirty things. She made this problem, really, so its her that needs to give the solution: draining your cock across her face! When she finally strokes every bit of your sperm onto her flushed face, feels it, sees it all over the both of you, she gasps. “What did we just do?” she says, before hurrying out.
You know you should go to her, tell her its fine, that you want it too, that there’s nothing wrong with having a dirty secret, but you just pick up your phone and watch that video one more time. Knowing what an insatiable slut she is, you know she won’t be able to stay away…
…and you’re exactly right. You wake up around 2:30 to her, on top of you, just back from work, flirty and slutty, dry humping her son awake, reaching between you to rub your cock against her wet, horny pussy, telling you all about her shift: about the young guys who reminded her of you, about the guy she actually *told* about what she’d done–how she’d sucked her son’s hard cock before work!–and how he told her that that’s every guys dream, when they’ve got a MILF for a mom. And now here she is, stroking you right against her pussy, pressing you into her, riding you hard until she comes, squeezing your cock and milking her son into her hungry, greedy pussy!
You’ve always had a thing for Ms. Bond. Single MILF, curvy as hell, flirty as fuck, and always something that invites a look, or a stare.
And now, in your senior year, you find out that Ms. Bond is expecting! You never though that would happen, but it explains something…her growing tits and that glow. You’ve noticed, the last couple of weeks. You figure everyon e has, she looks…so hot.
When you head over to your friend’s house to hang out, you’re surprised to find her home alone. Aaron’s at practice. Of course, you’re happy to stay and hang out. She’s wearing this…sexy top, cut low to show off those full MILF milkers. They’re practically pouring over her top. You’re not complaining. You’ve come to expect the slutty outfits. Especially the last few weeks. Its like she’s been in overdrive. The flirting, too.
What you didn’t expect was her to ask your “opinion” on her changing body. First, its just about the bump–whether you’ve noticed anything. Then, it’s about…her tits. God, she’s giving you free range to just stare at those perfect milky globes. You’d be an idiot to pass that up.
But not just if they look bigger. What about her nipples? She asks, smiling. Do they seem on the dark side? Pulling her black lacy bra down she shows you her gorgeous, engorged nipples and its all you can do not to shove your face in and suck them dry.
But you needn’t show any restraint, as it turns out. No. Because sucking on Ms. Bond’s tits is just the tip of the iceberg of what she wants you to do. Pregnancy has made her so, so horny. Just like she used to be, way back when…when she’d fuck anything that walked, just to feel a hot load of cum in her pussy.
My god, you can’t believe what she’s saying! But you’re not going to ask her to repeat herself. You’re going to take your cock out, just like she’s asking–no, demanding–and do exactly what she says. You’re going to fuck her until she creams her hot, horny, pregnant pussy all over your cock.
Your friends have all been talking about this crazy concotion: Dumb Slut Juice. Its four parts of this, two parts of that…all combined to make any woman who takes it an insatiable slut, incapable of concealing their deepest, darkest desires. Of course, all your friends have used it…at home…first. So to speak. I mean, what hotblded American boy doesn’t love a MILF willing to finally tell the truth about how the feel regarding the virile young men in their lives?
You’ve been underdeveloped for a while, but you finally decided to see the doctor about it, and he suggested a new, experimental treatment. You’re nervous, but mom says its worth it, so you pop the dose and wait. You ask her to stay with you, not sure what the results will be, and before long…you start to grow. And grow. And grow. It’s THROBBING, you can’t keep it under the blankets for much longer! You ask her to help you, to look at it and tell you if its ok.
Your mom is a microinfluencer, but she’s looking to break into the big leagues. And recently, she had a bit of a viral post. Of course, she tells you, its because she didn’t realize how thin her shirt was! Her nipples, really, were what got all the attention.
Your mom has been so stressed lately. Working such long hours. You decide for your birthday you’re going to spoil her–with a massage. But not just any massage. From you! You’re a massage therapist and you love giving women like her a great, deep, relaxing massage. Its kind of your specialty demographic, actually. Of course, it helps that you’re handsome, young, strong. And its not like you expected your mom to react the way she did but…well, ok. You did expect it. You were banking on it, actually. What better gift to give your mother than a deep, deep massage? Something oiled and sensual. Something that leaves her truly relaxed. Even if that means taking some unconventional steps….like massaging her thighs, up between her legs…rubbing her until you can see her get wet, pulling her close so she can feel your bulge while you run your hands up and down her oiled, soft body. God, she’s such a MILF. You get her so worked up you barely even need to suggest your “internal, deep penetration massage” before she’s spreading herself for you, acting like she’s just going with your “professional recommendation,” while you slide your oiled cock inside her wet and hungry pussy. The perfect birthday gift!
Lately, you’ve been having such a hard time getting to bed. It’s your penis. It keeps swelling and distracting you, with every brush of your pjs or the sheet making you feel so…weird. Wild. Your mother has noticed your poor rest, too. Of course she has, she’s so attentive and caring. So tonight, she sits on the edge of your bed and talks to you about your little issue. She says she thinks she knows what’s going on – she saw you with your hands down there last night. Between your legs. She tells you that she needs to help you stretch out, like she does when her back is sore. “We’ll just stretch your penis out, and that should help with the swelling,” she tells you as you raise your hips so she can remove your pajama bottoms.
Your mother has forbade you from dating, and when she finds out you disobeyed her, that you got a secret phone? Not only that, but you’ve been looking at porn, and texting a girl…and worst of all, you’ve been having sex?!? Well, now she needs to give you The Talk.
Sweetie…sweetie, wake up. There you go sweetie, wake up and help mommy.
Shh, shh. I don’t want to wake anyone up. I need your help, only it has to be a secret–you can’t tell ANYONE, ok? Good boy. See, honey, I am having some trouble with a little condition I have. Do you know what “futa” is, sweetie? No, ok, well…this is going to be hard to explain but, when I was your age, I went through a “change” that meant that when I got horny, and at certain times of the month, my clit turned into a…well, a big hard cock! And now, I’m having a really hard time with it! And with age, its become harder and harder to make it go away, and I’ve gotta get to work, and I can’t hide this thing, I mean…look at it! It’s ENORMOUS!
So I need you to do me a favor, honey. I need you to spread your legs and let me fuck your virgin, tight hole. C’mon sweetie, I’ll make sure it feels good! Really, I mean it, you’re going to love having mommy’s fat futa cock inside your ass, I swear! That’s a good boy. That’s it. spread yourself for mommy, and I’ll fit it in…god, I don’t know if I can control myself, honey, you just feel so good…oh, I’m sorry sweetie…I need to fuck you…HARD!!