Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi
Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne
Chapter 312: Eulalie Guidry, 14, the Guilt Card...
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 312: Eulalie Guidry, 14, the Guilt Card... - 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
Richie Landry had Sara Dumas spend the night with him two or three times a week. He always sent one of his former girlfriends like Randy’s mother — Naomi Monroe — to babysit. Berry AuCoin was another frequent babysitter. Sara couldn’t trust Charlie to be alone with his younger sisters. They were only 6 and 8.
The first time Richie kept Sara all night, he brought Carole into bed with them. Sara was neither surprised, nor disappointed. Carole had had sex with her once before. And she had watched Richie fuck her down in the bayous.
Each of them — Richie and Carole — had driven her bonkers. Had given her terrific sex. Had her tossing and turning, sobbing and begging. But that first night, they took it relatively easy on her.
Sara was thrilled to be in bed with both of those beauties, and was ready for anything. The highlight — well one of two — was when Carole caressed the clit while Richie was fucking her. Carole definitely had Sara’s number.
The other memorable event was when Richie pulled out of her and said, “Don’t swallow, Mrs. Dumas.”
“Oh. Okay. Sure.” She understood instantly that he would have her snowball with Carole — and the idea thrilled her. It was the best of both worlds — she got to have Richie’s cum and then share it with the magnificent Carole.
Sara felt honored just being with him — but snowballing with his mother — zowie!
The radio announcement was on a Monday. By Wednesday morning, 134 females had signed up to compete in the Snowball Contest. In that group, 27 were preteen girls.
Darlene talked with Eulalie, “I know you aren’t ready to let me go with kids that young, but I’ll interview their mothers. Get ‘em on tape talking about what their precious babies are willing to do.”
“Excellent. Now, between Snowballing and Contrary Mary’s, how many preteens do you have on your waiting list?”
“It’s 46 — and that’s without any recruiting. When you give me the green light, Ray-Ray and I have another list of almost 100 that we can go after.”
“Good girl. Now where do you see the Snowball Contest going?”
Darlene laughed, “One of your Asia cities will break our record. Then I’ll have an all-boys contest.”
“I like it! The whole town is already talking about snowballing — pretty soon it will seem as normal as jacking-off.”
“Don’t swallow — snowball. That’s my mantra.”
“I love it, Darlene! You want to make them feel guilty if they swallow — like they’re wasting cum.”
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