Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 121: Sara Pellerin, 29, Swallow...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 121: Sara Pellerin, 29, Swallow... - 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
Carole sensed that Sara Pellerin was even more susceptible to naughty suggestions than Naomi had been. Or was so at an earlier stage. But Carol was still taking her time. Two more get-togethers with similar ribald chatter, but nothing overtly visual.
She knew that Sara was touching herself under her robe. And under her sweatshirts when she came to call. But she told Darlene, “You mama is discreet — I don’t see any signs that she’s arousing herself.”
“Prolly waiting til she’s alone.”
Time to step up.
Carole winked at Richie, “Here she comes, honey.”
He left for the shower.
Carole was wearing a tee that barely covered her butt — the most daring she’d been since her naked display. Sara had on her usual sweatshirt, but was almost certainly naked underneath. Both girls were barefoot.
As they sipped chicory, they heard Richie’s shower turn off. A minute later he strolled into the kitchen in his white boxer/briefs. With a fluffed-up bulge.
“Oh, hi there, Mrs. Pellerin.”
“Richie.”
He leaned against the counter and thanked his mother for the cup of coffee.
“What are you up to this afternoon, honey””
“Not much — going over to Randy’s in a minute.”
“Uh oh — trouble ahead.” Carole reached down and squeezed his bulge, “Tell me, honey, does he swallow?”
Richie looked surprised, “Acourse he does.”
Carole winked at Sara, “Dumb question — I guess everyone in town does. Do you know anyone who doesn’t swallow cum?”
Sara laughed, “God no! My mama would’ve paddled my butt.”
Sausalito had so evolved over the past few years. The subject used to be whispered about, if it even came up. Now swallowing was discussed openly from school kids to the family dinner table. But still, Sara was a little surprised at this particular mother/son exchange because it was real life, not some theoretical chatter about strippers and the Blowjob Room.
Richie set his cup down, “Nice to see you, Mrs. Pellerin.” He turned to leave and Carole made a kiss-kiss sound.
Richie gave her a loving smile and cupped her chin as he pressed his lips against her. Sara stared. The kiss lasted only a few seconds, but tongues were obviously involved.
Carole had her hand on his bulge again and was squeezing it in rhythm. Sara couldn’t tear her eyes away. It was one naughty scene. Steamy.
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