Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 159: Betty Aucoin, 38, Cum-Swapping...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 159: Betty Aucoin, 38, Cum-Swapping... - 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
After Wendy’s Salon, Carole drove them to Contrary Mary’s for lunch — Betty was almost giddy, “I bet Mr. Landry likes the new me.”
“He’ll love it, honey.”
Carole ordered Gibsons to go with the food. She said, “Two drinks will be just right — that’ll relax you for the interview.”
“Yes ma’am, that sounds right.” Even though Betty was 10 years older, calling Carole ‘ma’am’ just felt right. Part of it was her from-the-cradle Southern politeness. But more of it was because Carole was Carole — Carole Landry.
Two separate waitresses stopped by to speak with Carole. Both wore only CUNT thongs and both looked achingly young to Betty. But she wasn’t envious — she felt so sexy after her makeover.
Both girls asked Carole to say hi to Richie.
“Tell Richie that he can — well, he knows what he can do.”
Carole smiled understandingly, “I’ll pass that along, Shirley.”
A few minutes later the second cherub sashayed over. She pretended to be upset, “Mrs. Landry, he hasn’t let me blow him since my birthday party. When I turned 14.”
“Poor you, Cindy. But could it be because you don’t swallow?”
Cindy gasped at the absurdity before she realized she was being teased. Then she turned serious, “Tell him me an’ Amy will snowball him, if he wants. We been practicing on her brother.”
“That’s very generous of Carl. Do you girls pay him for the privilege?”
“Oh, you!”
Betty looked at Carole, but was thinking of Richie. Would he like to see her snowball his cum? It was like Carole had read her mind, “He’d love it if you snowballed with Tommy.”
Rather than being insulted at the thought she might do that with her son, Betty was genuinely curious, “Really?”
“Really. But honey, I’ll tell you exactly what Richie would say to you — only do it if you really want to.”
“Um, could I think about it?”
“That’s up to Richie — you know that.”
“Oh, of course. Sorry.” Betty was to the point that leaving the decision of this outré subject — tongue-swapping cum with her own son — to Richie made sense.
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