Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 108: Randy Monroe, 14, one-inch...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 108: Randy Monroe, 14, one-inch... - Warning: Do not try this at home! Kate Broussard, owner of the Miss Kitty’s strip club, has one more hurdle to clear in her campaign to sexualize Sausalito. The final barrier is to promote, and eventually normalize, incest. Specifically, mothers and sons. The cast of characters sweeps through multiple families and several generations. The once-unthinkable gradually becomes acceptable. Then Kate pushes things further. Then further. This sexual parody is not for the faint of heart. Lock and Load.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Coercion Fiction Incest Mother Son Brother Sister
It was close to midnight on Saturday when the four returned to their hotel. Another group shower, more room service champagne.
Then Naomi looked at Carole, “What’s next?”
Carole held her thumb and index finger an inch apart, “Randy will cum in your pussy.”
The boys gasped.
Naomi locked eyes with her friend, trying to get a read. Randy was holding his breath. Even Richie was startled — he didn’t know his mother had just come up with the idea.
Naomi’s gaze didn’t waver — volumes were being discussed without a word being said. Then Naomi suddenly grinned at her friend, “You win.”
She shucked her robe off and strode into her bedroom. “How do you want me, Carole?”
Carole laid her back on the bed, at the very end. She moved her feet back by her butt so that Randy could stand in front of her. His heart was racing and his face was flushed with excitement.
Carole slid a finger in Naomi and smiled, “Good girl.” Naomi was sopping. Carole guided the tip of Randy’s cock in and said, “No more — just hold still.”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Your sweet mommy will get you off with her pussy.”
“Yes ma’am.”
“Naomi, are you on the Pill?”
“No, but I will be.”
“Good girl.”
“Aren’t you going to film this?”
“Oh, right — Richie, hop to it.”
Naomi moved her thighs apart and smiled up at her friend, “This is what you wanted all along.”
Carole smiled back and held her thumb and index finger an inch apart again, “This is only a small part of what I want.”
Naomi nodded and closed her eyes to concentrate. Carole could tell that she was using a slow rhythm to squeeze him. Randy’s breathy, “Oh!” was coming every eight or ten seconds.
Carole said, “Good girl,” understanding that her friend was drawing it out — not wanting to make her son cum too soon.
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