Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi - Cover

Part 2 -- the Real Housewives of Sausalito Mississippi

Copyright© 2023 by Paige Hawthorne

Chapter 337: Darlene Pellerin, 15, Dialogue...

Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 337: Darlene Pellerin, 15, Dialogue... - 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  

Darlene called Cherry in for a pep talk, “You’re doing wonderfully well with Chris. Making good progress.”

“Thank you.” Cherry wondered what was coming next.

“Karisha needs more Cherry/Chris dialogue. Mother/son talk that’s more intimate.”

Oh, is that all? “Of course — I’ll get right on it.”

“Good girl.”

That afternoon, after she’d fed him an after-school snack, Cherry led Chris over to her sofa, and lay him down with his head on her lap. She knew it was easier for him to talk about intimate things when he wasn’t looking directly at her.

She stroked his cheek gently, just like she’d done for years. Back in the day.

“So — a lot of changes around here. CC and Slim. Miss Kitty’s. And all those film clips Darlene sends you.”

“I guess.” He was a little wary, not sure where the conversation was heading.

“Honey — and don’t be embarrassed — do you jack off to me?”

Chris stiffened, holding his breath. Cherry continued stroking. There was a long pause, then a whispered, “Sometimes.”

“Good. I’m glad.”

“You are?”

“Sure — you’re a handsome sexy boy. Nice build. On the Student Council. Nice fat cock.”

He giggled — again sounding like his mother.

“And a good kisser too.”

“Really?”

“That Saturday morning, know what I was thinking?”

“What?”

“That you’d be really good at snowballing.”

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