Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 117: Sara Pellerin, 29, Darlene’s Mother...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 117: Sara Pellerin, 29, Darlene’s Mother... - 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
Rémy stopped by Carole’s early one Tuesday morning. “Rémy! What a surprise, come on in.”
As she served him chicory, Richie called from his room, “Mama, have you seen my history book?”
“Backpack.”
Rémy smiled at the sexy woman. Even with cereal dishes on the table, coffee percolating, getting Richie ready for school, she looked clean and fresh and put together. Her hair always smelled citrusy and shone with good health.
“Carole, Kate is real pleased with you.”
“Well, it took some time, but she tole me it probably would.”
“I have another prospect for you.” The Son-Fucker Project.
“Fantastic! Who is she, Rémy?”
“Sara Pellerin.”
“Darlene’s mother?” The 15-year-old manager at Contrary Mary’s.
“Yeah, Darlene got married when she got pregnant, so it’s just Sara and Chuck now.”
“I see them all the time — they’re just three doors over. How old is he now?”
“Just turned 14.”
Carole nodded. A good age — horny and almost surely able to cum. She said, “What about Charles — I heard he and Sara were having some problems.”
“She found out he was fucking her little sister and kicked him out.” Another plus — Sara was probably not getting any regular cock.
“I’ll invite her over.”
“Darlene told Kate that her mother is climbing the walls.”
“Well, I’ll be sure to thank Kate.”
Rémy grinned, “She also told me that you’re no longer off limits.”
“Rémy! That’s wonderful!” Carole stood and tossed her robe on a chair. She was kissing him enthusiastically when Richie came into the kitchen, shrugging his backpack on.
“God, Mama, get a room.”
She turned and hugged him, “Get a school bus, you.” She grinned and added, “Unless you wanna watch.” Rémy actually wouldn’t have minded — he liked the idea of Richie watching his mother get boned. Maybe another time.
In bed, Carole was more than ready. She fucked Randy Monroe once in a while, but mostly saved him for his mother. Richie and Naomi got her off with their mouths and fingers, but sometimes she was just in the mood for a good, old-fashioned pounding.
As Rémy was doing her, she wondered if Kate had sensed her need. It wouldn’t surprise Carole — that woman was the most perceptive person she’d ever known.
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