Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 217: Barbie Josset, 31, scrambled or fried...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 217: Barbie Josset, 31, scrambled or fried... - 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
Things gradually relaxed in the Josset home. Barbie loosened up a bit more and then a bit more. For the first time ever, she began letting Mattie spend the night when Mark was on the road.
The first couple of times, it was a bit awkward with Mattie in her bed and Tee-Bob in his. Bu that quickly faded as the two best pals — well their friendship had never faltered, even after that motel incident.
Barbie often fixed before-school breakfast for her boys while wearing one of Mattie’s shirts. And it wasn’t unusual for Mattie to come out of the shower, and talk withTee-Bob and her as he toweled himself off.
Barbie kept a straight face. She understood that Mattie was trying, in his awkward teenage way, to show Tee-Bob that things were okay. That his mother was no longer furious with him. And, Barbie, wise in all things Mattie, knew that he was a bit of an exhibitionist. He liked being naked in front of them.
Plus, on a deeper level it was one teenage boy showing off to another teenage boy — “Look at me. I’m actually fucking this woman!”
Barbie didn’t mind that part. It was, for God’s sake, true. With his almost boundless teenage energy, Matthew Dugas was definitely fucking Barbara Allen Josset.
One night — it was Barbie and Mattie’s best fuck ever — she came out of her shower, with a slight grin on her face.
He said, “What?”
“Want to split a beer?”
Mattie instantly understood. She was going to make a goodwill gesture to Tee-Bob. They could hear the television in the living room — he was still up.
“I’d love a beer.”
Barbie took a deep breath, winked at him, and walked out of the bedroom in the nude.
What was she thinking? Was she concerned with the impropriety? With sending the wrong signals to her son?
No, head held high, she thought, “I’m so fucking glad I lost those 15 extra pounds.” And, “Wendy jess did my pussy too.”
Mattie listened at the door with a smile plastered on his face.
“Tee-Bob, you can tell Darlene you’re ready to go back to the Cajun Arms.”
“Oh, God, Mama, God. You are so beautiful.”
She teased, “And sexy?”
“GOD!”
The next morning at breakfast, Mattie had his towel draped around his shoulders. He was erect. Barbie was wearing one of his shirts — he kept several in Tee-Bob’s closet. She no longer worried about her son catching sight of a nipple now and then. Not after he’d seen her naked with a cock in her mouth and another in her pussy. Plus her naked stroll to the kitchen for a beer.
Tee-Bob came into the kitchen wearing only white Jockey shorts. Barbie noted that he had fluffed himself up, but said only, “Scrambled or fried, boys?”
Mattie flexed his erection, sending it bouncing. Barbie giggled.
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