Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 109: Naomi Monroe, 30, sequence...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 109: Naomi Monroe, 30, sequence... - 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
Sunday morning and another room-service breakfast. As she watched Carole pack their shared suitcase, Naomi said, “I want to stay another night.”
Which meant only one thing — Naomi was ready to fuck Randy.
Carole caught her breath. “Oh, hon, are you sure?”
She nodded firmly, “Yes, yes I am. I thought about it all night.”
“Maybe we should talk it over. Want to go for a walk?”
Naomi shrugged, “Okay.”
On the way out, Carole stopped at Reception to see if they could extend their stay one more night. No problem.
Holding hands, they turned left toward Canal and walked along that wide boulevard in the direction of Lake Pontchartrain. They wouldn’t go anywhere near that far, but the commercial street scene beat the gaudiness of Bourbon.
Carole said, “So?”
This time it was Naomi who made the one-inch gesture, “What am I, some grade-school prick teaser?”
“Still.”
“Honey, he had his cock in my pussy. I made him cum in my pussy. Does it really matter if it’s one inch or six?”
“Well, maybe not. But last night was a ... a lark, a giggle. We’d had all that champagne.”
“Carole, when you told me you wanted him to cum in my pussy, I knew exactly what I was committing to. Exactly.”
“Naomi — it was a one-time fling. Going back there, fucking him in broad daylight...”
Naomi burst out laughing, “Broad daylight? What the fuck are you talking about? Randy fucked me. Daylight, moonlight, candlelight — what the fuck difference does it make?”
Carole giggled, “Well...”
Naomi stopped and held both of her friend’s hands, “Carole, I’m ready. Fuck Harold, fuck Sausalito, fuck what the world thinks.”
Carole squeezed her friend’s hands, “Fuck it.”
Back at the hotel, Naomi took charge, “I want everything. Carole, you first. Then Richie. You again, then Randy.”
Carole, “Then maybe a second round.”
“Fucking-A. You guys will have to take turns filming me.”
Carole, “Don’t bother — Ray-Ray installed hidden cameras all over the room.”
Naomi laughed in delight.
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