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It was dark when I awoke to the lingering smell of a hot shower and, further away, the unmistakable scent of fried chicken—my favorite— on the stove. I found my pants, and stumbled to the kitchen, where my mother stood, fully dressed and with her hair brushed, uncorking a bottle of wine. Her face was as stern as ever, but behind it, her skin was absolutely radiant
"Dinner's a bit late tonight," she said, and cracked a smile. "Mama got a little distracted."
"Mom?" I said, still groggy and rubbing my eyes. "Was it all just a dream?"
"Yes, baby," she said, pouring herself a glass. "It was all just a dream. A very long, slow, beautiful dream."
She stepped close to me and kissed me soft, on the cheek. The way a mother would.
"But Mama wants you to do something for her," she said, staring seriously up into my face. "Mama wants you to remember everything you did in that dream. And everything you learned. And Mama wants you to go out next time and show all those silly young girls just what they've been missing. Do you think you can do that?"
"Yes, Mama. I think I can."
"Good," she said and giggled. "Now go get dressed before you make your mama blush."
She started to step back across the kitchen, then stopped, took a sip of her wine, and spoke again. "But I want you to know one thing," she said.
"What's that, Mama?"
"Whenever you get tired of all those skinny young bitches, remember: Mama's still always going to be here for you."
I stood, trying to be cool, but with no idea what to say.
"Do you understand me, baby."
"Yes Mama," I stammered. "I think I understand."
"Such a good boy," she smiled, and stepped away.
- COMMENTS
gthereaderabout 5 years agoEVERY man should have a mama like that! I wish I had a mother like that when I was a young man! Great story!
Anonymousover 10 years agoMr. sweetsweetboy's got it exactly right. What good boys do is stick their big hard cock up between their mother's legs and fuck her till she nearly faints. And more and more of them are doing it all the time, all over the country. Needless to day, with the enthusiastic cooperation of their moms. Boys know that between their mother's legs she's got a hidden treasure waiting, and even just knowing makes them hard, harder than they've ever been before. Mothers know that their boy's got a hidden treasure of his own--it's jumping around in his pants--and it makes their mommy-hole soaking wet. A mom understands that her boy's cock is the stiffest cock around, and that his hot young balls never quit. He's got to unload his balls all the time, and what's more natural than the boy blowing his balls and shooting his creamy semen up his own mother's warm wet loving twat. The gifted author of this excellent tale realizes all that, and to judge from his photo he's got a nice fat mommy-pleaser of his own in his pants. I hope and trust that SSB's made real good use of that big cock of his, pounding and slamming the same cunt he came out of and blowing his heavy balls up inside his mom. If so, way to go, pal.
Anonymousover 15 years agoVery good read. I loved the fact that the mom was a BBW, since that is more of a real situation than a barbie doll mom. Plus I am a fan of BBW's. Thanks for writing this story I enjoyed reading it alot.
Anonymousalmost 16 years agoA wonderful ending to an incredibly filthy story... thank you for taking it up a notch! I look forward to reading more from you.
