Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 127: Sandy Dubois, 28, the Commitment...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 127: Sandy Dubois, 28, the Commitment... - 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 finally cooled off a few degrees, and Jonny LeBlank reopened the one-room schoolhouse down in the Cajun Bayous. Sandy and Barbara dropped the DuBois Boys off and motored the short distance to the Bayou Bar.
Sinéad greeted them warmly, “Beer is on me, ladies. Well, it’s really on CC, isn’t it now.”
She walked over to Cunts Corner with them, and sat down to visit. Most of the rope-line boys were in school or doing chores at home. Only a couple of them were there to masturbate.
As the two girls were rubbing sunblock on the DuBois ladies, Barbara winked at Sinéad, “Sandy here, got herself an idea.”
“I’m all ears, luv.”
Sandy spread her thighs to give the girl easier access, “I been thinkin’ and thinkin’, me.”
“About that city girl — Naomi?”
“Yeah, her. Now I’m not saying anything bad about Esther — she did what was right for her.”
“Aye, she’s clever, that one.”
“But I would do it the other way, me.”
Sinéad got it right away. “Ah — now isn’t that a brilliant idea! Marvelous, my luv, simply marvelous. And what fun — Randy will love fucking you. Of course city boys are about as horny as our own.”
Sinéad’s enthusiasm reinforced Sandy’s confidence in her concept, and buoyed her spirits.
Both Sandy and Barbara were enjoying a light pussy massage.
Sinéad, “It’ll be Slim I’ll be calling if you like, Sandy.”
Unsaid was that Sandy would be committing to son-fucking for the foreseeable future.
Barbara said, “Will that boy be willing to fuck her?”
“Of course, dear — he’s a boy. Even if he didn’t want to, Slim would set him straight, wouldn’t she just.”
Barbara said, “Will Sandy be getting ten dollars for each of the Dubois Boys?”
“Aye, that she will. Of course she’ll fuck them here first.”
“Acourse.” The policy — public son-fucking — was not only accepted bayou-wide, it was seen as fair. For that much money, the mothers should do it in front of their friends and neighbors. It was almost like an obligation.
Sandy didn’t dither — she had mentally committed to it — “Okay, tell Slim, that I’ll do it.”
Barbara, “Please.”
Sandy nodded, “Please.”
Sinéad knew that this would set the grapevine aflame. Not only was Sandy one of the most respected women in all of the Cajun Bayous, but everyone knew about the DuBois Boys. And precisely what that meant for Sandy.
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