Date: Wed, 7 Aug 2019 23:28:52 +0000 (UTC)
From: "harrychit@yahoo.com" <harrychit@yahoo.com>
Subject: Mommy's Little Man   incest FemDom Watersports

Mommy's Little Man


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Brenda, 52, mother
Dale, 56, 1st husband
Casey, 36, Dale's oldest son
Conn, 34, Dale's middle son
Malcolm, 33, Dale's youngest son
Yegor, 58, 2nd husband
Stella, 31, Yegor's oldest daughter
Andrei, 29, Yegor's middle son
Ninochoka (Nina) 26, Yegor's youngest
Dr. Kim, 48, Alan's father
Alan, 7, Brenda's youngest

Brenda is a single mother that works way too much to take care of herself
and her eleven year old son, Alan. She works more and more, and Alan keeps
taking care of more around the house. Putting her to bed, cooking supper,
picking up around the house. He's the youngest of seven children, and the
only one still at home. She had gotten married young to a big burly Irish
coal miner and had three kids, all boys who took after their father. When
he left her, she waited a little while and then remarried to a big hairy
Russian train worker and had three more beefy kids, 2 girls and a boy. Who
also took after their father. Deciding that she was done with having
children, she got her training and became a Nurse. Around the time her
youngest was in high school, she became pregnant again. When she gave
birth, the first one by c-section, cysts were found and her ovaries were
removed. As soon as her husband saw the baby, he left. It was a small boy
with very light skin, very dark hair, and slanted eyes. All of which looked
a lot like one of the doctors at the hospital that Brenda worked at. Now
she was shunned by almost everyone, only given the worst shifts at the
hospital, and is considered a slut by every one. So she makes the best of
it. The other kids are old enough to go to college or just move out. Some
were still in the area. So she shares a small two bedroom apartment with
Alan and they make the best of it.

Brenda gets home a couple hours before Alan heads to school and he always
takes care of her and gets her to bed. After getting enough tardy slips at
school that a note is sent home, Alan takes his spanking from his mother
with hardly a sound. And he never told her that it was because when he'd
wake up and see her sound asleep on the couch he'd take the time to get her
into bed. So he started getting up earlier in order to help out his mother.

She usually works a double shift at the hospital, gone for work before he
gets home from school and coming home in the early morning. So the evening
routine is usually laundry, fix supper, fix her meals for the following
day, clean up the house, then free time. TV, video games, computer. And
porn. He is really getting into internet porn recently.

So he came home and started on the laundry, and gets rather transfixed by
his mother's panties. Laying on the hamper, where she must have tossed them
just before her shower. He just stares at them for a minute or two in the
quiet empty apartment. They're pale blue, bikini cut, with a very prominent
cunt stain in the middle and damp all through the crotch. It's not like
he's confused or anything, he knows what pussies are and knows all about
how men love panty shots and all. And it's not like he hasn't been washing
her panties for a couple years.

But here is a real pair of panties staring him in the face. And his dick
knows it too. With one hand rubbing the painfully stiff erection in his
pants he picks up the damp panties and brings them close to his face. He
gets a big long whiff and drops them on the floor and gets out of the
bathroom as quick as he can.

Gross! How can anyone like that smell, it smells just like piss, it's
horrible!

But that smell stays with him, lingers in his mind all evening and night.

The next morning, he's up early and helping his mother get to bed. Like
normal, he wakes her up, gets her off the couch and helps her to the
bedroom while carrying her drink. She always pours herself a stiff drink as
soon as she gets home, and usually falls asleep during her second or third
one. So between tired and tipsy, she never really notices how much he helps
her undress down to her bra and panties every morning and puts her to bed.

That smell still lingers in his brain during school. Enough so that laundry
is the first thing he does as soon as he gets homes. And there's another
pair of panties, just taken off this morning. Green satin high cuts. Again,
one hand rubbing his erection and the other holding the damp panties to his
nose, the smell is the same but isn't the same. Truth be told, the smell is
the same, it's his reaction that's changed.

So by the next day, he's sitting on the toilet rubbing his erection through
his underwear smelling and sniffing his mother's dirty panties. Now, his
mother isn't that good about her personal hygiene, she rarely shaves her
cunt, or her legs and armpits. Combined with wearing a pair of panties for
a full 24 hours with two shifts as a nurse, they're going to get sweaty,
pissy, and pretty dank. Plus, after carrying seven kids and she's getting
into her late forties, her bladder control is not very good at all. She
could wear pads all the time to soak up the piss, but she hates how
uncomfortable they are so she just lets it dribble out. Which means that
her bed and linens always have a faint urine smell, as does her car.

It's a combination of smells that drives Alan insane with lust, even though
he rarely ever touches his dick.

That's something else that the internet has taught him. Just how small his
pecker is even for a boy. At 11 years old, when as hard and stiff as
possible, it's a little under an inch long. And his balls are tiny
too. Looking at it all, it just looks a few sizes to small. He even looked
it up, as much as he could, even founds some pics of other boys little
dicks on tumblr, and every thing pointed him to the same conclusion; his
dick was really tiny.

So that means while he spends a great deal of time looking at porn and
rubbing his junk, he rarely actually jerks off. He's just too ashamed of
his small size. So nearly every day of looking at porn and rubbing and
squeezing his little erection means that he's constantly teasing
himself. And once a week or two, it'll 'go off' accidentally, causing a
mess in his shorts.

And that's where he finds himself the next week, sniffing his mother's dark
blue high cut dirty panties moist with piss like a junky huffing paint,
rubbing his tiny erection through his underwear, and it just kind of goes
off. Inadvertently teasing himself for so long means that when his orgasms
hit, they are potent. Powerful enough that he screams out in pleasure,
meaning that he gets a big mouthful of filthy pissy panties. But lost in
the throes of his orgasm, the taste of dirty cunt and stale piss exploding
on his tongue, he just starts licking and sucking with abandon.

He couldn't even touch her panties for days, so wracked with shame and
guilt. Every time he thought about what he'd done, I tasted my mother's
pussy! He'd go watch some porn to get his mind off of it. But what he
doesn't notice is that the type of porn he's watching is slowly
changing. Instead of smooth shaven teenagers and college girls, he's
getting drawn to the mature women with hairy cunts.

But, horny as he is, he can't stay away for long. So when he does go back
to the hamper, there are three pairs of panties in the hamper waiting for
him to sniff and lick and suck on. But, he pauses at the second pair. The
ones from yesterday morning. Because they aren't just dirty, they're
soaking wet. Unbeknownst to Alan, these pair of panties, white high cuts
with red polka dots, are full of jizz. But horny boys with hard dicks, even
tiny ones, aren't known for their common sense. So after a hesitant sniff
and a quick lick, he quickly decides that while the flavor is different
from normal, it's still a taste that sends a jolt through his little body
straight to his tiny pecker.

With these panties and it's three loads of jizz get sucked and licked clean
as well (the doctor she's fond of had brought some friends). Then the other
two pairs of panties are licked and sucked and rubbed all over his face.

One thing about his mother that Alan has absolutely now idea is that she's
a real slut. Her first husband had a really big dick, long and thick. Her
second husband not so much, but he really knew how to fuck. Rough, hard,
lots of slapping, anal, choking and insults, he really knew how to make her
cum. But she still always wanted more, so would get it on the side at the
hospital. And since her husband left her and the whole staff found out that
she's a slut, well, there wasn't much holding her back. Especially since
she takes it up the ass from the head of the hospital at least once a
week. He always over looks her indiscretions, even when an angry wife shows
up in his office. As well as the fact that she's fucking quite a few of the
doctors. And a few of the janitors, and some interns. And an occasional
patient. And any friends they bring. And both of her ex-husbands tend to
stop by for a quick fuck a couple times a month. They'd even double teamed
her a few times.

So now, when undressing his mother in the early morning, it's taking a
little longer. And he's paying more attention to what he is undressing. A
little tall for a woman, she looms over him when standing. Spreading out a
bit since she's getting passed middle age. Her tits, always on the large
size, are growing as her weight does. And after breast feeding all seven
kids, not only do they sag past her belly button, her nipples are
absolutely huge. Her ass and hips have spread out, getting a distinct
wobble and bounce when she's walking fast. Shoulder length black hair the
perfectly matches the thick patch of pubic hair that's usually visible
through her panties.

After tucking her in and taking her work uniform to the hamper, Alan
notices that something in his hand is warm and moist. Looking down he can
see that the crotch of her panty hose is what is warm and moist. The hose
he just peeled off of his mother's legs while staring at her panty covered
cunt with curly black hairs sticking out of the sides.

This is so different he thinks, sitting on the toilet, both hands holding
the hose, getting the crotch right in front of his face. Still warm, and
wet from her cunt and piss, he takes a good long sniff.

And smells mostly piss. After pushing six kids out of her fuck tunnel, her
bladder control is definitely shaky at the best of times. So almost the
entire crotch of her panty hose is wet with her piss. But right in the
center of the crotch, he can taste her cunt directly. He's become somewhat
of an expert on the stains, smells, and tastes in his mother's panties. He
can easily tell the difference between piss, cunt, and the as-yet unnamed
substance that shows up occasionally.

But his after school habit of sucking on his mother's filthy panties became
a habit that's a bit too strong. On Thursday, one of Brenda's few days off,
so she's catching up on sleep when Alan comes home. Who goes straight to
their shared bathroom, drops his pants, and gets her panties from the
hamper. Even on her days off, her routine is still the same. Wake up in the
afternoon, shower, and get ready for the day.

So when her bladder wakes her up and she walks in, the sight that greets
her is almost laughable in the shock both of them have. He's on the toilet,
but with his underwear still on, yanking on his pecker, her dirty pale blue
panties in his mouth. They both freeze for just a second then he throws the
panties across the room and pulls up his pants as his mother quickly backs
out and closes the door.

Not a word is said by either one. Poor Alan can't look his mother in the
eyes for days after that. But he's fishing her filthy panties out of the
hamper as soon as he can.

The image sticks with Brenda, who of course talks it over with a couple of
friends and finally with Virginia, her sister who lives a couple blocks
over. The same sister that watches over Alan during the weekend with Brenda
is at work. While Gina, as almost every one calls her, closely resembles
her sister in most matters, one area where she didn't was weight. While
Brenda had went from a thin frame to spreading out with age, Gina had
always been a big girl and was getting bigger as the years went on.  Going
from a BBW to a SSBBW.

While Alan has no idea that The Bathroom Incident weighs as heavily on his
mother's mind as his own, he does notice that weekend that Gina's skirt is
shorter then usual and he gets quite a few panty shots. Enough that he is
extra horny on Monday and fails to notice that the worn panties in the
hamper were almost laid out perfectly. He just snatches them up and starts
sniffing and sucking, not noticing that they were laid out crotch sitting
right on top of the hamper. Almost as if someone had left them there on
purpose.

Three times that week, mother's dirty panties are soaking wet. The third
time, not only is the crotch completely soaked but the flavor runs most of
the way back, all along the very faint brown stain most of her panties had
where her ass crack is. So from front to back, her panties are soaked with
jizz. Counting it as an odd but welcome occurrence, Alan happily sucks all
of the cum out of his mother's filthy panties, including the two loads that
had seeped out of her ass.

The morning routine is taking longer and longer. Taking off his mother's
shoes, socks, dress, and panty hose keeps taking longer and longer.
Especially when he starts getting his face closer to the action when
pulling off the garments. And this allows him time to get real intimate
with her panty hose before school. Some of the kids start making comments
about the funny smell, but he doesn't really put it together.

But taking longer and longer to get his mother ready for bed has it's
consequences. Another tardy slip sent home to his mother, and two days she
signed it. Which means another spanking for Alan. A spanking that makes him
feel really weird, since it hurts and he hates it. But his little dick gets
harder then ever and the poor boy thought he was gonna have another
'accident' in the middle of the spanking! Its just something about being
naked in front of his mother and her touching his bare skin on his bum. And
during the stern warning about how he better not get into any more trouble
at school, poor confused Alan can smell his mother's panties from where
he's standing.

Then one day, a new thought occurrs to him that had never come up before,
even in all the porn he watched. As he pulls her dress over her arms, and
the dark black hair in her arm pits is exposed, he gets a strong whiff of
something that smells a lot like her pussy but not quite the same. So,
without a thought, he puts his nose and mouth in her arm pit and inhales,
then a good lick through her pit hair.

Jerking his head back like he's been shocked, Alan waits for the shirt
storm to start. In response to this unwanted violation of her persons,
Alan's mother does just one thing.

She snores.

Still scared of what he'd done, Alan leaves quickly and is a nervous mess
the rest of the day.

But he has a surprise waiting for him when he gets home. There, on top of
the other clothes in the hamper, is not only his mother's worn panties, but
her panty hose as well. In his haste to leave her bedroom, he had forgotten
to take her panty hose off. But there they both are, laying spread open
with the crotch laid out and exposed. Not noticing the odd way they are
laying, Alan dives in with gusto and is soon rubbing his tiny pecker while
sucking it all clean.

So the next morning, he decides to experiment a little. Some more sniffing
and licking on each arm pit. Then get the hose off to enjoy and later
wash. Thrilled with his new perversion, he floats through school that day
and does a bit of research when he gets home, curious if any one else has
discovered this aroma. So, sitting at the computer with mouse in one hand
and his mother's panties in the other, 11 year old Alan finds out that a
fascination with sweaty hairy armpits isn't a new thing, though it's by far
not common with how few videos showed up on xhamster about it.

Happy about the discovery he has found, Alan happily goes about his days,
eager to get a hold of his mother's filthy panties after school, and her
worn panty hose in the morning. Hose that are still warm from her body and
sometimes, when he's lucky, they're dripping with piss. But both of those
thrills pale in comparison to what he gets from licking his mother's sweaty
armpits. Each time he does, his tiny little dick gets painfully hard and
throbs in his underwear. A tiny pecker that keeps accidentally 'going off'
more and more often.

So there he is, just after getting his mother's uniform off and has one arm
in the air so he can get his face to her arm pit. A long delicious inhale
fills his brain with the intoxicating scent of his mother's stale sweat
from a long night at work. Then a lick, not touching skin, just licking up
the sweat in her arm pit hair, the most delicious flavor in the world to
him. Satisfied with his oral ministrations to both of her arm pits, he goes
to work on her hose. Getting them off of her ass is always difficult, and
he always has to rouse her awake, enough, to help him. But between her work
schedule and a few drinks, she's asleep almost immediately.

Getting the warm moist garment off of one leg, Alan spreads both her legs
open more and starts working them off the other leg. Finally done, Alan is
breathing so hard he's almost panting in nervousness when he spreads her
legs open a little more and gets her face right next to his mother's hairy
cunt. White cotton panties, soaking wet, a bunch of hairs sticking out on
either side. Her pubic hair doesn't stop at the panty line, so thick curly
black hairs grow a few inches down her thighs and a thick line up to her
belly button.

The aroma is overpowering, every breath almost burns his nose with how
strong her cunt smells of piss, arousal, and jizz. A new doctor has started
at the hospital, a tall black guy with an impressive dick. Since he's not
getting any at home, and this was the first night he got to fuck Brenda, he
dumped three large loads in her cunt over the course of her shift. That
last one was just minutes before she left for home. So her panties are
saturated with cum and piss that's smeared onto her thighs. Without
thinking about what he was doing, Alan gets closer and closer to his
mother's filthy panties until his nose is right in the center.

Shaking with anxiety and fear and arousal, the eleven year old boy sticks
out his tongue and gives his mother's crotch a long slow soft lick. As his
own tiny dick spews out a tiny load of cum, he closes his eyes and moans in
the perverse pleasure of what he just did. So he does it again. And
again. Moaning quietly each time, he's too distracted by this new
perversion to hear his mother moan as well.

Alan remembers how dangerous his situation is, so he tears himself away
from the most erotic and scary thing he has ever done. Getting her fully on
the bed and covered with a blanket, Alan's dick is ready for more attention
so he's off to the bathroom to thoroughly suck on her warm wet
pantyhose. And he just misses the subtle movement under the blanket as his
mother slid her hand inside of her dirty panties as she relived the feeling
of his breath on cunt.

Getting home from school that day he's greeted at he door by his mother
who's wearing a skirt he's never see before. Pretty short and bright blue,
Brenda is all smiles and hugs.

And spread leg panty shots all evening long. Bright pink high cuts that are
thin enough to see her pussy hair. And a prominent wet spot that grows
through the night until the entire gusset is soaking wet.

Alan is all kinds of confused, he's never seen his mother act this way, but
at the same time he absolutely loves it. While he's doing homework, during
supper, watching TV, the whole time she sits with her legs open enough that
he can almost always see her panties. While she was putting supper on the
table, she dropped a fork. So she bent over at the waist, feet about
shoulder width apart, facing away from him. As short as the skirt is and as
wide as her ass is, that meant it rode up quite a ways. So for a few
seconds, Alan is staring at her panties just inches away from his
face. Panties that are soaking wet, and the move put enough pressure on her
bladder that now there's a trickle of piss down each thigh.

But the biggest shock of all comes after she left for work. He goes to
crawl into bed after looking at porn for a while and his mother's panties
are on his pillow. Splayed out with the crotch laying open. And not only
are they wet with her piss, but there's practically a puddle of yellowish
pussy slime in the crotch.

Already turned on from the porn, he almost misses the realization of what
this means. Mom knows what I'm doing with her panties. And she's ok with
it. Little does Alan realize what else Brenda knows and is ok with. He's
afraid to touch them at first, but he does get on his bed, staring at
them. Slowly, he just lowers his face to the filthy pink panties. Breathing
in the heavenly aroma of his mother's unwashed pissy cunt. Then his little
tongue comes out and just scoops up the cunt secretions from a mature woman
who'd been turned on all night long. With that incredibly strong flavor in
his mouth, the little boy can't contain his arousal and his tiny little
pecker spews out a tiny load of cum almost instantly.

So that morning, little Alan is nervous as soon as he wakes up. Knowing
that this morning is just like all the others but at the same time
everything is completely different. Nervously, he goes into the front room,
where his mother is passed out on the couch in her work uniform, her drink
on the end stand.

Calmed a little bit by the routine, he gets her up and onto bed and starts
getting his mother's clothes off. Shoes and socks, then her dress. Her arm
pits aren't as odorous as usual since she only worked a single, but still
more than tasty enough for the preteen pervert to get a painfully hard
little pecker in his pants by the time he's done with both of his mother's
pits. Shaking with nervous energy, Alan indulges his perverse desire and
again takes long slow licks of the crotch of his mother's panties, inhaling
deeply to savor every part of the lecherous act.

Coming home was a bit of surprise. Yegor's car was in the drive way,
Brenda's second husband. This happened kind of often, at least once or
twice a month. Normally, either he was just leaving or about too when Alan
gets home. It took him a little while to figure out why her ex-husband
still visited, last year Alan came home from school a little early and
could hear them. Yegor was fucking his mother, and fucking her hard and
rough. The bed was slamming against the wall, he was calling her all kinds
of names, and she was begging for more.

Its the same thing this time. Alan can hear his mother screaming out to God
as soon as he gets in the door. Walking quietly, he gets to his room, that
shares a wall with his mother's, and starts playing with his little pecker
while listening to his mother get hate fucked in the next room. It takes a
little bit for him to figure out what the loud cracks were, Yegor was
slapping his mother. Wanting to peek in and watch, but too scared of Yegor
to try it, Alan just stays in his room and rubs his little pecker through
his underwear until he as two 'accidents' and needs to piss.

Sneaking across the hallway, he snatches his mother's panties form the day
before the lick and suck on while listening to the near rape in the next
room. Alan is all kinds of confused, cause it sounds like he's trying to
kill her in there, and he's big enough to easily do it. But his mother
never stops calling to God and asking for more, harder, deeper.

Eventually, after his fourth orgasm that was dry cause his little balls had
nothing left to give, they're done. Alan stays deathly quiet as the big
Russian gets dressed and leaves. While his mother is in the shower, he
comes out and starts getting supper ready.

The next morning, Alan can't get the sounds of their fucking out of his
mind while he helps his mother to bed. First her socks and shoes, then
comes her hose and panties. He fails to notice how quick she is to help him
get her hose off. Or the small smile on her face as he spreads her legs
wider to get his little head between her fat thighs. While her armpits may
not have been as aromatic and tasty as normal, her cunt definitely makes up
for it. Alan can't hardly believe how wet and strong smelling it is. Little
does he know that not only has his mother been turned on like crazy all
shift, but that arousal ended up with her begging a fuck out of a doctor, a
janitor, and two patients. And all four times, she just bent over the
nearest piece of furniture and not even lowering her panties past her
knees.

Unable to resist, or simply not wanting too, Alan again starts licking the
outside of the crotch of his mother's panties, all the piss and jizz
coating his tongue instantly. One long lick from bottom to top, then
another. On the third, something changes. It's wetter. On the fourth lick,
he can hear the sound of water, then it finally dawns on him. Mid lick, his
mother's wet thighs touching his ears, he finally realizes that she's
pissing while he's licking her panties. Frozen with arousal, embarrassment,
and confusion, Alan just stays there while his mother's piss fills his
mouth.

Knowing the taste, knowing he's been tasting it for weeks now, Alan does
the only thing he can think of doing. He swallows it. And swallows another
mouthful. As some of it drips off his chin or flows around his mother, Alan
starts swallowing over and over as his mother continues pissing. She's
concentrating hard to slow the torrent, normally her piss sounds like it
just falls out of her bladder in a gush. So she's clenching hard to slow
the flow as much as she can in order to get as much in his mouth as
possible. But soon enough, all too soon for both of the participants, her
bladder is empty. And she's so close to cumming, she can barely stand to
wait until he leaves the room with her dirty clothes. Why she's waiting,
she doesn't really know. She's so excited at these developments, but still
so nervous and unsure about it. But too turned to stop as her hand barely
touches her soaking wet cunt as an orgasm rips through her body, barely
keeping the scream in check. Still breathing hard, Brenda grabs her 'drink'
and drains the rest of the water as she lays back down in the wet spot on
her bed and falls into a blissful sleep. The last thought in her head is
maybe that her sister is right, if he wants this why stop it?

In a haze, Alan sits on the toilet, his hand inside of his soiled
underwear, coaxing a third orgasm out of his little pecker as he sucks on
his mother's cunt, piss, and jizz soaked pantyhose. Still in the same haze,
he goes to school. Not noticing all the comments about how much his face
smells. Later that day, he walks home in a daze with a note from his
teacher about how he got nothing done all day long. In a haze, he sits on
the toilet and reaches inside his drawers to play with his tiny penis as he
sucks on the crotch of his mother's panties until he's climaxed twice.

Sleep comes fitfully, but before the alarm goes off Alan is awake. He lays
there for just a bit, then gets up and sees to his mother. Same as usual,
as if nothing is out of the ordinary, she's asleep on the couch with her
hand in her drink. He puts her to bed just like normal, only exception
being it's a little harder to get her moving, as if she'd had a lot more to
drink then normal.

So life goes on for a while. His daily routine interrupted every now and
then with sucking his mother's piss through her panties. But mostly, it's
just the licks of her pits, then more licks on her panties.

That weekend Gina is over again after Brenda leaves for work. Again, a
short skirt. Again, very visible panty shots. They talk for a bit while
he's watching cartoons, about school and movies and baseball. And the
entire time they're talking, with Alan laying on the floor and Gina sitting
on the couch, her legs keep opening wider and wider. Pretty soon, whiles
she's looking him in the eyes talking normally, her legs are open more then
ninety degrees showing him her lime green satin panties with a growing wet
spot.

That night, after Gina went home and Alan is heading to bed, another
surprise for him. There on his pillow, just like had happened with his
mother, is Gina's panties. Laid out crotch up, and wet. Not as wet as
mother's get, but still wet and very, very aromatic.

Alan was so very confused and so very turned on. This had always been a
game with his mother's panties. The thought of doing the same things with
any one else's panties had never occurred to him. But there, in front of
his face, is more then the thought.

He dives right in.

Which makes the next day somewhat uncomfortable for him, but nothing he
can't handle. Except, that is, later that evening.  "Alan," she asks him,
"before I head home, I need my panties back. ok?"  He freezes, face towards
the TV, at her words. They're friendly and casual, there's nothing for him
to worry about. But it's a weird situation that makes him pause for a
while.  "Alan, it's ok honey. It's no big deal, I just need them back
before I head home." Slowly, he gets he starts to rise up.  "Tell you what,
wanna make a deal?"  "Sure." He says without turning around.  "If you give
me back my panties from last night, I'll give you the panties I'm wearing
right now and you can give them back to me the next time you see me, ok?"
"Uh, yeah, ok Gina." Still not looking his smiling aunt in the eyes, he
scurries off to the laundry room.

Coming back in the room with her voluminous bright green panties in his
hand, he stands close to his aunt looking at the floor.  "That's a good
boy." She chuckles out, thinking how adorable he looks with his face all
red. And always one to push the button, Gina stands up and hikes her skirt
up past her huge hips. Then shimmies her bright pink panties down her legs
and off around her sandals. Standing there with her skirt around her hips,
her wide ass and hairy pussy on display, she holds the panties out in one
hand and her other hand open ready to take the other pair.  Still looking
at the floor, except for a few furtive glances at his Aunt's fat body, Alan
quickly places her formerly soiled panties (but currently sucked clean) in
her open hand and grabs her worn panties.  Still smiling at the adorable
little boy, Gina sits down on the couch to put her old dirty panties back
on. Which gives Alan very clear open views of her cunt and thick white
thighs.  Pulling her skirt back down, finally, she picks up her phone and
purse and heads to the door.  "What, no good bye hug from my boy?" She asks
with a pouting tone in her voice.  Running to her, still with her soiled
panties in his hand, Alan gives her a big hug. Then smells the unmistakable
odor of cunt as his Aunt puts her fingers by his nose then whispers into
his ear, "I'll wear these panties for a few days for you, ok baby boy?"
Then she's out the door.

Shaken to his core but this new view of life, and women, Alan almost wears
his little pecker out that night. But the next morning, it's back the same
routine with his mother.

But then one day, It's easier then normal, getting her up off the couch and
into her room. She helps him a bit more then usual getting her shoes and
dress off. For the first time since he started, he forgoes the sniff and
lick of his mother's arm pits because of what he saw through her hose. As
soon as her dress is off and she lays back on the bed there's an odd sound,
almost sounds like a fart but quieter and kind of flabbier. Immediately the
scent of his mother's unwashed cunt fills the room.

As soon as her panty hose is down past her hips, he freezes. Staring
straight at his mother's hairy and slightly gaping cunt, Alan just kneels
there, at her feet. A gentle motion from her hand gets him moving again,
pulling the hose off her legs and feet. She hasn't moved her body, still
with her butt on the edge of the bed, laying flat, with her feet on the
floor. But Alan is froze again, staring at his mother's pussy. Until her
legs spread open on their own, opening up her gaping cunt a few inches
across. Then her hand reaches to his head, pulling him to her cunt.

Slowly, in a dream, his face descends into the dense curls and heady aroma
of a cunt he is already quite familiar with.  No panties in the way, and
with her hand gently pulling him into her depth, Alan does the same as he
had been doing. A long slow lick from the bottom to the top. A lick that
causes her already moist cunt to engorge with blood and practically bloom
open even further to his ministrations. Soon, his long slow licks are deep
between her flabby meat curtains and delving right into the hole she pushed
him out of almost twelve years ago.

A hole that was leaking so much arousal she might as well have pissed the
bed. Every lick gave little Alan a mouthful of his mother's cunt juice to
savor and swallow. And savor it he did, each time his mouth filled up with
momma's pussy slime, he practically swished and swirled it in his mouth
before swallowing and getting another mouthful on the next lick.

But that was a pleasure she stops after a little while longer. Unable to
hold back, his mother desperately needs to cum, and soon. Directing his
face to the top of her very well used fuck hole, she gets his face over her
clit. A hushed 'lick there' is all Alan needs. His lips wrap around his
mother's clit, his interest in porn telling him what to do.

Within seconds, her heels drum on the floor as both her hands pull his face
into her cunt. Little Alan is licking and sucking as fast as he can on his
mother's clit, both of his hands twisted into the sheet below her ass. As
her orgasm begins to fade, one hand pushes his head down a fraction so his
tiny mouth is over her piss hole just before a flood of piss comes
out. Even with most of it going in his mouth, the rest soaks his shirt and
pants as Alan keeps licking and sucking on his mother's cunt.

Gulping and doing his best to not think about what's going on, Alan moves
back to her clit. Her hands had fallen away, limp in the afterglow of what
might have been the most explosive climax of her life. So without
direction, Alan does what he wants. Which is suck and chew on his mother's
cunt some more. But her clit is way too sensitive to take anymore, as she
jumps and jerks with the slightest touch. So the little boy dives down
deeper, pushing his tongue as far as he can between her ass cheeks and
still not reaching her asshole. Then dragging his tongue up between the
rubbery lips of her cunt, stopping at her piss hole, then slowly going back
down.

It takes very little time for her juices to start flowing again and her
hips to slowly undulate in time with his licking. Then the hands are back
on his head, directing him again to just where she wants him. In no time at
all, she's in the throes of another intense orgasm as her little boy sucks
on her cunt as good as he can.

"That's enough, young man, you have worn your mother out." He jumps a bit
at her voice, but recovers as he backs away.  "Uh, ok momma."  "Baby?" she
asks.  "Yes momma?"  "Are you, ok, with, with that?" she stutters out,
nervously. "With what, what we just you know, did?" She asks him, still
breathing hard laying flat on the bed and staring at the ceiling.  "Uh,
yeah momma, yeah I liked it." He says with the honesty and sincerity of a
child.  "Ok baby." She says as she pulls one leg onto the bed, opening her
cunt up wide, then the other leg. Which causes her loose cunt to queef
loudly. Pulling the blanket up, she can hardly keep her eyes open. "We can
do it more often baby, if you want." And as simple as that, the
conversation is over and she's already asleep.

Nothing more is said. Alan goes to school, albeit with a prominent odor
coming from his face. Comes home, and there's his mother's panties. All the
chores and his homework gets done. Porn that night has no hidden or subtle
agenda, he searches for mommy videos. Then off to bed.

Nervously, Alan approaches his mother the next morning. Passed out on the
couch, drink in hand, still in uniform, just like normal. As he rouses her
off of the couch, she drains the last of her whiskey and she gets too
bed. Shoes and socks off, she assists him in getting her work uniform off.

Then she sticks her arm up in the air, exposing her hairy busy to her
son. Unable to resist that aroma and taste, Alan dives in. Smearing his
face all in her arm pit, then repeating on the other one. With as much as
he licks her pit hair, they end up wetter then when they stated.

As he spreads his mother's legs open, he's assaulted by the strong
smell. Unbeknownst to him, it was linen day at the hospital so his mother
spent most of her second shift in the hot laundry room getting the linens
for the beds. Which meant that her cunt was ripe with sweat and stale piss,
since almost every time she had to lift a heavy load out of the cart she
squirted a little bit into her panties and hose.

But unlike most men, or boys, this doesn't discourage him at all. If
anything, his enthusiasm is almost too much for the worn out mother as her
baby boy attacks her cunt like a hungry lion. Slurping, licking, sucking,
swallowing, soon enough he's got three fingers inside her loose sloppy hole
and his mouth sucking hard on her clit. Her hips undulate and rock back and
forth as she quickly approaches her climax under her son's incestual
ministrations. With both of her hands on his little head, Brenda cums hard
in her boy's mouth. Her mommy cum and piss shooting out together. And the
sound of her son gulping down her fluids is more then enough to set her off
again. Which squirts even more of her fluids into his mouth. Over and over
her body convulses in incredible climaxes on her son's face.

By the time her breathing slows and her death grip on his head relaxes, she
too is totally relaxed. So relaxed, in fact, that what piss is left in her
body flows out. This is no climax induced accident, but just a long
satisfying piss that her son dutifully, and happily, sucks down every drop
off. Doing her best to not think about that fact lest hit start another
round of orgasms and even less sleep for her, Brenda just lays there and
enjoys the sensation of emptying her bladder in a sucking mouth while still
on her bed.

After a slurred thank you, Brenda gets into the bed the rest of the
way. Again, she spreads one leg to get it on the bed, causing her cunt to
open up and suck in some air. When she puts the other leg in, closing them
causes that air to rush out in a loud and long queef. A sound that Alan is
beginning to love and look forward too.

Its finally the weekend and Alan is looking forward to spending more time
with his Aunt Gina but is nervous about it as well. But none of this
changes the fact that he's quite used to taking care of his mother in the
morning so he still wakes up at the same time to get his passed out mother
off of the couch and into bed where he can have the fun he's so looking
forward too now.

It's all confusing for him, but so exciting in a way he's never known that
he can't stop even if he wanted too. Every time he thinks about the stuff
he's doing with his mother, and maybe with his aunt, he gets a strange
feeling in the pit of his stomach. Almost like feeling a little sick, but
it's so connected to being so stimulated that he likes the feeling.

And so does his little pecker. When this all started and his only sexual
input was the internet, he didn't really like playing with his dick that
much cause it's so small. He's so ashamed of it. But with everything going
on with dirty panties and licking his momma's pussy and the piss and all,
he can't resist anymore. So he's going through lotion like crazy but his
mother doesn't say anything about it.

So after his mother finishes her last drink he gets her into the bedroom
and gets her undressed, taking the time first to nuzzle and lick her
armpits like normal. As soon as he gets her hose to her knees, he knows
something is different. She's a lot wetter then normal, which is saying a
lot, but it doesn't smell like piss or sweat. Peeling her panties off, that
were plastered to her pubic hair with thick globs of jizz, he finally
figures out what is different.

Ever since he started sniffing and licking his mother's panties, he's
noticed a few times a week there's something extra in them. Thick, salty,
kind of bleachy smelling. Sometimes just a little bit, other times
soaked. For a while, he didn't know what it was, just assumed it was
another part of his momma's pussy flavor. But then he started jerking off a
lot more and before too long curiosity got the best of him and he sniffed
it, then tasted it.

Then he figured it out. He had been licking jizz out of his mother's
panties for months now. And judging by how different it tasted it at times,
he was guessing it was from different men. Hell, he figured out that
sometimes the jizz in one pair of panties was from more the one man.

So when he peels her panties to her knees and can see globs of cum sliding
out of her cunt and the scent no longer held back by the panties assaulting
his nose, he knows right there in that instant that he enjoys eating cum
from her panties. And barely gets the panties off of one leg before he
finds out that he likes, no loves to eat it out of her cunt even more.

Ears deep in her over fucked snatched, the dirty little boy dives in with a
gusto that rouses the mostly drunken mother. Who's first thought is that
her baby boy's tongue feels better then any of the men she fucked last
night. Which brings the current situation into startling clarity as she
realized the amount of dick snot that her baby boy is eagerly lapping up.

Her orgasm is strong, fast, and almost brutal in the way it ravages her
mind and body. She cums so hard and so fast that her piss just sprays out
in a deluge that Alan can't even begin to handle. While he swallows copious
amounts, most of it sprays out all over him, the side of the bed, and the
floor.

He doesn't really get a chance to recover as his mother's fingers snake
into his hair and practically yank his face back into her sloppy gaming
hole. A night's worth of piss and four loads of cum can sure make a cunt
incredibly tasty. Or was it five? Hell, she doesn't really remember. When
there's three janitors pulling a train and you're just bent over the back
of a couch taking dick after dick in both holes, you tend to loose track.

Which is why, for the first time, she pulls her legs up into the
air. Moving her sagging tits out of the way of her arms, Brenda gets her
hands behind her knees and pulls back and apart. Alan needs no prompting or
instruction as his tiny face drops down to between her ample ass cheeks and
starts sucking jizz down just as greedily as he did from her slack pussy.

Soon his curly head of hair is drenched in more piss as another orgasm over
takes her as the sensation of her baby's tongue deep in her distended
rectum fishing out as much cum as he can. An orgasm that seems to go on and
on as his little mouth just doesn't quit. Eating out her loose asshole, now
shoving half his face into her worn out cunt, then his dainty tongue
snaking into her loosening piss hole, then latched onto his clit like his
life depends on it.

Finally, she can take no more and gently pushes him away from over
stimulated sex. Alan sits back on his heels and just admires his mother's
body. A belly that's getting bigger along with her fupa, thickening thighs
framing a hairy cunt that sags open more and more as time goes on. Which is
not wonder since as time goes on her standards lower and she's fucking more
and more men every chance she gets. A breath or two away from passing out,
she gets one leg on the bed, then the other. Giving Alan another long loud
queef that makes him giggle just a bit through the lust still drenching his
awareness.

Luckily for him, it's Saturday. So instead of having to get ready for
school, he can take his mother's filthy underclothes to his room and fall
asleep while jerking on his little pecker. Though judging from the state of
the orgasm he just had, his little balls are probably all empty by now. But
if they're not, they soon will be.

He wakes up groggy with his mother's panties still in his face and her hose
clenched in his fist. First things first, a shower to get rid of all the
jizz in his crotch and all the piss on the rest of his body. His room is
starting to smell like his mother's now. Brenda is humming a happy tune to
herself as she finishes making a large breakfast before them both, after
having already laid out her work clothes and tidying up the place since
after she had ran to the store.

A pleasant, satisfying meal while she has a few Irish coffees, a bad habit
her first husband shared with her. Luckily for her, the hospital that she
works at is only a few miles away and she's been working there for so long,
she can make the drive in her sleep. So a good strong buzz, like almost
every morning, is nothing special. Nor is the huge dry martini she pours
into a large thermos to take with her.

Humming and almost giggling to herself, Brenda goes to finish getting ready
for work while Alan takes care of the dishes. Once she's ready to go, she
stops by the door.  "Baby, come here." she calls to him.  He gives her a
big good bye hug, like normal.  "Love you momma."  "I love you too baby."
she bites her lips, hesitating just a bit. "Baby, I need to ask you
something." He just looks up his mother, waiting, a tinge of excitement
running down to his little cock. "You, uh, you like what we do, right
honey?" The apprehension in voice quite strong that dissipates at his
vigorous nodding yes. "Well, then, I, uh, I thought you might want, you
know, want some more, just before, I, uh, go to work." As she nervously
utters this out, she is slowly pulling up the skirt of her uniform. First
the lace top of the new thigh high stockings coming into view. Then her
panties, unencumbered by any panty hose. "I really need to go wee baby, but
I thought I'd let you have it, if you, you know, if you..." Her question
cut short as Alan dropps to his knees and pulls her panties down.

Her hairy cunt and flabby lips come into view and she parts them, exposing
the fleshy hole of her urethra. Alan makes a near perfect seal around it
just as the first few drops of her piss start coming out. Soon it's a hiss
of a large load of piss behind an old worn sphincter.

"It's, it's ok, ok if you, uh, miss some." She stutters out, since his
swallowing and gulping of his mother's piss is not only causing his nose to
wiggle on her clit, but the sound of what her son is doing is almost enough
to make her cum. "Cause, we, uh, we're on the tiles, and that'll, that'll
be easy to clean, oh, oh" Trying so hard to not cum, lest she mess up her
uniform. "OK ok ok baby, ok that's enough!" As she pushes his head from
between her fat thighs right as she is at the edge of her orgasm. Rushing
out the door, she's in her car and on her way to another two shifts.
'Goddamn am I going to fuck Dr Lin to death' she thinks to herself, looking
forward to her regular Saturday night romp in an empty room with the randy
and kinky doctor. The same doctor who she is almost sure is her baby boy's
father.

Alan is still kneeling there on the floor near the front door, feeling the
slightly nauseous feeling of a big load of piss settle into his
stomach. The salty acrid taste in his mouth reminding him what just
happened. And a smile as big as a 7 year old face can hold.

Brenda pauses at a stoplight, the thought in her head making it impossible
to drive. She grabs her thermos of liquor, the outside nice and cold since
she leaves it in the freezer over night to keep things cold through her
shift. She shoves it between her legs, letting the ice cold plastic rest
against her dripping wet cunt that's so close to cuming she can't drive.

Cause the thought that came into her perverted head that almost made her
loose control was the idea that she was going to fuck Dr Lin tonight. And
when she got home, she was going to immediately wake up her baby boy and
get him to eat her fucked out cunt. Which meant she was going to be feeding
her son cum from his own father.

Desperately trying to calm down from that thought, she dials her sister
Gina. Oddly enough, talking about this mornings escapades and just now is
less arousing to her then the other thought. So as she pulls into the
hospital parking lot, she knows without a doubt that her baby boy will be
kept busy this afternoon.

A couple of hours later Gina walks in and makes small talk with Alan while
he watches cartoons. Her mind is going a mile a minute after the
conversation with her sister. Her nephew is really the pervy hornball. She
had no idea the boy was capable of all this! Brings back so many memories
of when she was a child and how her aunt and uncle, and later her brothers,
would do so many wicked and naughty things to her under developed body.

"Hey Alan, do you have my panties from last week?" She asks him out of the
blue.  "Uh, yeah Gina, want me to go get them?" He doesn't look her in the
eyes, keeping his head down.  "Did you clean them for me like I asked?" She
asks with a definite seductive slur.  "Yes ma'am I did."  "Tell me how."
She finishes the last of her drink, her third so far, and gets up to get
another one as he talks.  "I, uh, I su, sucked on them."  "And?"  "And, uh,
I put them in the wash with momma's delicates."  "Good boy." she sits back
down with her drink, and fishes in her purse for her pipe and lighter. "So,
why don't you go get them now, ok?" She chuckles as he runs off.  By the
time he comes back, she's taken a huge rip off of her pipe the blows out a
giant cloud of blue grey pot smoke. She usually doesn't smoke in her
sister's house, but she just can't resist this time.  Timidly, he hands
over her now clean panties. Gina can't believe how much she's juicing up
with this exchange.

"Do you remember our deal?" She asks as she just starts to feel the pot hit
her.  "Yes m m ma'am."  "Do you want another pair of my dirty panties?"  He
vigorously nods his head up and down.  "Are you sure? I've worn them for a
few days and then did something naughty with them this morning." she teases
him, smiling even bigger as the buzz gets stronger.  Again, he nods while
staring at his thick white thighs that her short dress is showing off.  She
stands up and shimmies out of the black and red polka dot panties she's
wearing, then drops them on her purse. Sitting back down, she spreads her
fat thighs wide. Wide enough that her the dark fat stains on the inside of
her thighs and her hairy snatch comes into view and instantly the entire
room smells like cunt. Swampy and ripe, it's obvious that she hasn't washed
it in some days, and that she's incredibly turned on by her pedo
activities.

"Well baby, if you want my dirty panties, you're going to have to go down
and get them."  Alan, looking confused, takes a step toward the pair
sitting on her purse.  "No baby, not those. The other pair." She spreads
her legs open a little more, and there, poking out from between her flabby
pussy lips, is a little bit of bright pink satin. Just a little bit can be
seen. "I told you I'd get them good and stinky for you, and I did baby. Now
it's time for you to get them out of me."  "O O, uh, OK." He kneels down,
staring at the second pussy he's even seen in real life. One hand on a fat
thigh, he reaches to her pussy with the other hand. This close, the smell
of her cunt is almost over powering to the young boy. But it's irresistible
to him as well.  "No no no boy, not with your with you hands. Use just your
mouth baby." He looks up at her with a questioning look, missing the large
drop of her arousal that lands on the couch, soaking into the fabric. "Its
ok honey, your momma said its alright for us to do the same things." With a
guiding hand on the back of his head, she pulls him to her cunt. He can
feel how silky smooth her skin is, then gets to the dark patches of skin
that's always rubbing against each other and it's kind of rough.

As soon as she can feel his face on her pussy hair, her head goes back and
she lets out a loud moan almost like she was holding her breath. Getting
his lips on the panties, he pulls but they slip out. Her breathing gets
quicker when she can feel him nosing around in her underused cunt and her
hand falls to her fat thigh.  Getting his teeth into them, he tugs a bit
and they start to come out. The hand comes back to his head, pulling him
into her cunt.  "No, baby, eat me baby, eat my pussy." She pants out. Then
settles into the couch for the tongue lashing of her life. Years since the
last time anyone ate her out, she starts snapping off little orgasms almost
as soon as his mouth closes in on her clit. He starts sucking, getting a
hand by his face to pull one fat pussy lip out of the way so he can
breathe. Each time she has a little mini cum, her hips kind of snap forward
and back, mashing her cunt into his face then popping her clit out of his
mouth.

Alan is lost in the lust of the action, his senses overwhelmed by all of
the sex, and with his own family members. On one hand, he feels incredibly
lucky since he knows none of his friends have every touched a real woman's
kitty or boobs, let alone made a woman orgasm so many times.

But this, this is just as intense as it is with his mother, but completely
different. His Aunt is so fat, and her kitty smells and tastes so
strong. How can he like and hate the taste of something at the same
time. But he's addicted, he can't get enough pussy in his young mouth.

Gina is rolling through one orgasm after another by this time. The little
boy has both hands on her thighs and is rubbing his whole face in her cunt
whenever he hips jerk away from him. But enough forplay for her. Brenda may
be happy with just getting eaten, but Gina needs a dick in her cunt, even
if it is on the small side.

"Ok baby, get those panties out of my cunt now." She pants to him. The weed
and the alcohol really hitting her hard and she's desperate for a good
fuck. She cums again as she feels him pull the panties out of her creaming
cunt. 'God,' she realizes, 'I'm going to leave a huge stain on her couch!'
"Now off with those clothes baby boy, I need you naked for this next part."
Confused but willing to do anything to get some more pussy, he quickly
complies.

To her immediate and loud laughter. Later she'll blame it on the pot, but
deep down Gina had a thing for humiliating men when she has the chance.
"What is that?!" She exclaims, pointing at a tiny dick that has already
gone from hard to super soft at her ridicule.  "You sure as hell ain't
doing any fucking with that thing!" She laughs again at the boy, whos red
faced and staring at the floor by now. What had been a wonderful experience
had quickly turned horrible.

"Oh come here baby." She puts her arms out to him as the tears start to
form. "Aunt Gina didn't mean to hurt your feelings baby." She hugs him, her
body warm and flushed from her recent workout. A workout she had every
intention to finished. She wasn't going to leave a stain for nothing.
"Tell you what baby boy, I got an idea." She stand him in front of her,
still naked, his hands go to cover his little pecker. "Do what Aunt Gina
tells you, and you can fuck her just as good as a grown man, ok baby?" A
barely perceptible nod as she repositions her ample frame on the couch,
getting her ass half off the cushion and open her legs more.  "Now I want
you to get back down there like you were, ok?  Point your fingers like this
baby." She makes a beak shape with her hand, he mimics her.  "Like when we
do baby bird at school!" He's excited to share with her. He makes his
beaked hand go 'squawk squawk'.  "Yes baby, just like a bird! But this
little birdie," she gently takes his hand, putting it at her cunt, "is
going some where very special." With surprising ease, his seven year old
hand slides right into his aunt's cunt. And right in front of his amazed
eyes, his hand is inside another person. Eyes wide in disbelief and a
little fear, he looks up at his aunt.

"Oh Gods yes baby, that's it." She smiles big at him, leaning back into the
couch. When Gina had given up on men in general, shortly after her
disastrous Prom, she had turned to toys. The first toy she bought was twice
as big as the dick she had sucked off that night at prom. But what she
hadn't known is that he had a pretty big dick, so the toy was huge. But she
loved it, the stretched full feeling. Over the years, her toys had gotten
bigger and bigger. She used to fist her self to get ready for her big toys,
back when she could reach her cunt.

At her encouragement, Alan slides deeper into her cunt. And it just so
happens that at that exact same moment, Alan's mother was bent over a shelf
in a storage room as a cock that's bigger then his arm is fucking her cunt
like she's the last woman on earth. And that's after Dr. Lin had already
fucked her once.

"Make a fist baby." Alan freezes at the thought.  "Inside you, Aunt Gina?"
"Yes baby, inside my pussy, make a fist." She trembles at the slight
sensation when she felt his tiny fist form inside of her vagina. "And don't
call me Aunt Gina when we're having sex, ok honey?" He looks a bit
confused, to young to catch the implication that this would be happening
again. She is lost in the realization of a long held fantasy. Along with
toys, Gina is quite fond of porn. She had been watching fist fucking videos
for years, but never had a partner to try it with.  "Then what am I
supposed to call you?"  "You, you can call me bitch." She pants out, not
really thinking about what she's saying as her hand snakes down to frig her
distended and swollen clit. The incredibly erotic nature of the encounter
combined with the alcohol and pot was doing amazing things to her libido.
Alan sits there, still slowly sliding his little arm back and forth in her
snatch, open mouthed in shock.  "But I get spanked for saying words like
that!"  "N not with m m me, ok b baby?" She's so close to cuming again, she
doesn't care.  With a hand over his mouth to stifle his giggle, Alan
mumbles out 'ok bitch' too quiet for her to hear.

"Get back on my clit." Gina pants out. She's back to snapping off little
'gasms every minute or so, but she's building to the Big One.  "Ok, uh,
bitch." He can't help but giggle again.  "Keep suckin on my, oooh, yeah
baby, just like that." Pumping his tiny fist in and out much faster now,
she's building up and ready to blow. Both hands on his head, his unruly mop
of black curls in her fingers, she starts grinding his face into her cunt
as his arm pumps in and out, sinking in past his elbow now and his tiny
fist bumping into her cervix each time. Each bump a jolt of electricity
that jars her entire body. It hurts, but she gets off on it. But its a pain
that's jarring, almost distracting. It makes her orgasm harder to get to,
but she knows that'll mean it'll be more intense too.  "Bite it baby, bite
my clit."  "Yes bitch." The degrading epitaph coming from such a small
mouth sends her over the edge of another little orgasm, as does his teeth
into her clit.  "Let me do that," she tells him, getting her fingers onto
her clit, "and call me a bitch baby."  "Bitch." her hips rock back and
forth.  "Again."  "Bitch." her clit feels like it's going to burst.  "Call
me a whore."  "Whore!" another little orgasm.  "Call me a dirty slut!"
"Dirty Slut!" he almost yells, pumping his arm in and out of her greedy
snatch as fast as he can.  "Call me a child fucking worthless fat bitch!"
she thinks he does that, and a lot of other bad words, but she's
lost. Screaming her head off, feet banging against the floor, her girlie
cum and piss shooting out of her cunt and soaking little Alan, she cums and
cums and cums.  Alan never stops pumping his arm in and out of his Aunt's
pussy, amazed at the idea of being inside another person's body, loving how
hard he made her cum.  So he never slows down, keeps pumping in and out and
she keeps cuming, over nad over. Until finally his arm tires and he's
panting almost as hard as his aunt and he slows to a stop, his arm still
buried in her loose snatch, now a bit looser, soaked with all of her
fluids.

They both rest for a while, nodding off a bit after all of that
exertion. After a little while, Alan's bladder rouses him. Gina doesn't
even wake up as he extracts his fist, still closed, out of her cunt with a
wet plop. Followed by an incredible amount of cunt slime that flows out and
onto the couch. Which is soaking wet, and there's a spreading wet spot on
the carpet in front of it.

This room will smell like cunt for days.

Gina rouses herself a while later to find Alan happily watching TV in front
of her. Her hand slowly and lazily reaches down to her clit, she can't
resist another little orgasm as she basks in the depravity of child
molesting act. She is definitely going to be doing this as often as she
can, musing on the possibilities as she lazily works her sensitive clit
over.

And snaps off that orgasm pretty quick when thinks about both of his skinny
arms in her cunt at the same time. As she comes down from her small orgasm,
she builds to another one thinking about getting his arm in her snatch up
to his shoulder, his fist inside her cervix like she does occasionally with
her slim 18" double dildo.

Slamming the last of her drink, she gets up to heads to the bathroom. Hard
to believe that she needs to piss after all that, but she does tend to have
a small bladder. With a wicked gleam in her eye, she grabs her glass and
takes it to the kitchen.

"Baby boy, come over here please." She asks him sweetly holding a half full
glass of Fireball whiskey.  Grinning like a fool, and positively reeking of
her cunt, she bounds over, still naked.  She squats down, back against the
wall, and hands him the glass and a bowl.  "I'm gonna pee now, ok? And I
want you to hold the glass right under my pussy, ok baby?"  "Ok Aunt
Gina. Or am I still supposed to call you bitch?" the grin lights up his
face. The derogatory term sends a jolt to her cunt, making it juice up a
bit. He's almost as happy being able to cuss as he is to have sex.  "Um,
yes baby, as long as we're naked you call me all those names." Her voice is
breathy and low.  "Ok whore." He says happily, holding the glass under her
now dripping cunt. Slowly, a few dribbles at first, then a stronger stream
as her piss almost fills up the glass. She thought she'd need the bowl to
catch the overflow.  Cussing herself that she didn't bring something to
wipe with, then realizing that both of her legs are still dripping her
slime, she lets the thought go.

"Ok baby, now I made this special drink for you. Are you gonna be a big boy
and drink it?" She asks like its the most normal thing in the world,
holding the cup out to him.  He takes a sniff, wrinkles his nose, the takes
the glass.  "But, this has booze in it, I'm not supposed to drink
booze. I'm just a boy." He says, looking up at her with one eye.  "I know
baby, but me and your momma are doing a lot of things with you that's only
supposed to be with adults, and we're all having so much fun, right?"
"Yeah, I guess so bitch." Her cunt twinges again.  "So go ahead, take
little drinks, take your time."  As the glass goes to his lips, Gina is
right on the edge of an orgasm. As he swallows and makes a horrible face,
she does have a little mini cum watching him drink her piss with whiskey.
"What do you think baby, you like mine and momma's pee so much I thought
you might like this too."  "Its yucky, but it tastes good too." And he
takes another sip, kind of liking the way it burns on the way down. He
really loves spicy cinnamon candy, and this feels and tastes the same but a
lot stronger.

As he slowly sips the piss whiskey, she thinks she'll call it pussy liquor,
she gets dressed and does what she can to clean up the room. Drinking
plenty of water to rehydrate after their fun, she gets the room
presentable. The couch will be stained for ever, and the house will still
reek of cunt for days, but it's better at least. Jeez, I've got to do this
in the bedroom next time. At the thought of next time, her cunt juices up
again. 'Goddamn,' she thinks, 'I'm gonna have to fuck myself with a big
damn toy when I get home.'

Giving him a peck on the cheek, she heads to the door. Eyeing the bowl
still sitting there, she grabs the filthy panties that he pulled out of her
cunt and hikes up her skirt. Squatting carefully, the obese pedophile
pisses in the bowl, wipes her incestuous cunt with her panties, then drops
them into the bowl.

He's getting them out before she has the door closed.

Much later in the early hours of the morning, Brenda comes home from
work. Tired, sweaty, and a dreamy smile on her face that's directly related
to the loads of cum in her cunt and asshole, and the load that was smeared
on her sagging tits. The two loads inside of her fuckholes are both
compliments of Dr. Kim, complete with a maxi-pad to hold all of his cum
after she told him where they'd end up. He was one of the few men she's
told about her incestual activities. And while neither of them have ever
said anything directly about it, the fact that Alan is his son is quite
obvious.

The load on her tits was compliment of Harold, the janitor who's in his
50's and has a big black cock the width of a can of Monster and even
longer. He heard them talking about what was gonna happen to that cum and
he burst in on them ready to blow any second.

But she finds quite a surprise when she gets in the apartment. There is her
precious baby boy asleep on the couch, snoring loudly, one arm hanging off
with his hand next to an empty high ball glass. The other still clutching a
pair of nasty panties that Brenda can smell from the door. She smiles,
knowing that her sister finally had her nasty fantasy fulfilled. Well, she
probably fulfilled a few of them. The two sisters are close, and share
almost everything, in a way none of her kids were close. They never had
sex, though they had come close a few times in high school. But they always
shared everything with each other, so Brenda knows all about her sister's
kinds of desires.

Already on the edge of orgasm, even after the countless ones she's already
had that night. Even the one she had without touching her cunt while Harold
was unloading on her bared tits and he was grunting out how he'd just love
to tear up the ass of a little white boy. Setting down her purse, she
starts to undress until she's naked from the waist down. Knowing how deeply
children sleep, she rolls his baby onto his back and hikes a leg onto the
couch.

Slowly, trying to savor each moment, she lowers her well used cunt and ass
to Alan's face. Facing his feet, she gets her cunt over his mouth and
completely relaxed sphincter right between his eyes. The slowly, gently,
she sits down more until she knows she's smothered his breathing. There's
no doubt that will wake him up!

And now she does cum, forcing his father's cum into his mouth and pissing
onto his chin and neck, more of his father's cum sliding out of her ass and
getting all over his face as she moans and circle's her hips in more
perverse pleasure then she had ever imagined.

Some where in the midst of the slow rolling but still mind shattering
orgasm, Alan must have woke up. Because by the time she's aware of anything
again, his hands are on her hips and he's actively sucking all of the cum
out of both of her holes. Without a thought, the matronly mother leans down
and fishes her son's diminutive cock out of his pants.  Stiffling a giggle,
she's always known he's got a little cock, she leans down and starts
sucking the 4" nail. She doesn't know how he ended up with such a small
cock. She didn't get it from his father, he's got a respectable thick seven
inches. He didn't get it from her, all the men in her family were quite
well endowed.

Pretty soon, there's a tiny spasm and an even tinier spurt of the sweetest
jizz in existence into her mouth. She comes again, if anything she cums
even harder this time. His tongue is in her asshole now, devouring the ass
flavored dick snot in there like it's his last meal as she coaxes another
erection out of her son.  She's as crazed by the lust as she is by the
thoughts of what she's doing to her own baby boy. Images flash through her
head and she sucks harder on his tiny pecker. The size of her other son's
cocks that she had seen raising them. The full voluptuous bodies of her
daughters when they'd change in the same room.

She cums again, failing to notice the dry orgasm her baby has at the same
time.

This time, when she has to piss, she shifts enough so that he can get all
her wonderful nectar in his mouth. The sound of his gulping as quickly as
he can almost sets her off again. But really, after the day she's had,
she's exhausted. And that's how they slept together for the first time. She
got up, groggily, and led and even groggier, and slightly drunk, seven year
old boy to her bed and they both crawled in. Him mostly clothed, her still
half clothed. Both were asleep instantly.

Then she woke up in the most pleasant sensation in the world. Still
snuggled in the warm covers on her piss stained bed, she realizes that her
baby boy is eating her out. Glancing over she can see sunlight, another
lazy Sunday morning before she has to go in. Her legs spread instinctively
as her son continues nibbling softly on her clit and sliding his fingers in
and out of her juiced up cunt. A cunt that, while usually quite loose, is
stretched tight around his fingers. Feeling a particularly odd sensation
deep inside her fuckhole, she puts that together with what Gina said the
other day and figures out that her son has his entire fist, and feels like
a good portion of his forearm, buried in her pussy.

And thus the first orgasm of the morning as she screams out her lust at the
lewd act. Then a hurried; "No baby, leave it, just, just, uh, leave it."
she gets out almost breathlessly. She hears a mischievous giggle from
underneath the blanket. Then the bizarre sensation of his tiny fist
grinding into the back of her cunt, his knuckles rippling across her cervix
that sends jolts of pleasure through her pelvis that are almost painful in
their intensity.  "Ooooohhhhh Goooooddddddd!!!!" she scream as a brutal
orgasm rips through her mind. Luckily for both of them, he got his mouth
latched onto her piss hole just before she unleashes. Again, the sound of
his gulping is almost enough to make her cum, if it wasn't for the fact
that she is still in the middle of an orgasm.  "Oh my God baby, please stop
moving please please!" She finally gets out in one quick hurried
breath. More giggling, but his fist does stop rooting around in her fucked
out cunt. She feels like she wouldn't survive another orgasm like that!
Then immediately thinks that they will have to do that again.  "Oh, ok, uh
ok baby, you can pull your arm out now." And her cunt gets a tiny better
wetter at those words. But that thought is interrupted when Alan pulls his
still closed fist out of her cunt with a loud pop that jerks through her
body.  "OW! Oh Fuck!" she screams out at the sudden and painful stretching
of her cunt opening.  Another giggle as he slowly gets out from under the
covers.

Sunday is more repeats, drinking his mother's piss before she goes to
work. Eating out his aunt, this time she has him fist fuck both of her
holes. She mixes him another drink.

Monday when he gets home from school, humiliatyed at school for his little
dick, comes home crying!!! as he tells momma between sobs, she cums and
makes him say it oer and over. then has him piss in mommy's ass and has to
drin kit out. humiliations heaped on him

Dale is there. He spies on them fucking, gets caught. After they're done,
cleans mom, then with her approval, cleans then sucks his first cock and
swallows the load. He likes it.

Before she goes to work, she makes him a drink like his aunt does. Every
morning that week, he's eating loads of cum from his mother's holes while
she tells him about who put them there.

On Friday, her day off, her second husband shows up for a fuck, she shows
him how her son cleans her out and drinks her piss. He makes a drink for
the kid, admires his ass, asks to fuck it. Mom says next time. They agree
that since Gina will be gone that weekend, Alan's youngest sister will
babysit him.

Next morning, after eating mom out, sister comes over. She's been warned,
but still nervous, mom talks her through using Alan's mouth. Mom goes to
work, shows daughter how alan drinks her piss. Sister spends most of the
day on his face.

Next day, sunday, the other sister comes over, it's a repeat.

Monday, Yegor comes over. Fucks Brenda while Alan watches, then watches
alan clean her up. Then it's his turn, Brenda sits on his face as Yegor
fucks him rough and hard, he's bawling but mom gets him calmed down.

As the days go by, he's sucking off all four women and Yegor wants to fuck
him about once a week, more often then he wants Brenda. Which makes her
quite mad, so she starts egging him to fuck Alan harder and harder.

Dale is regularly using his mouth, and talks a couple of Alan's brothers to
do the same, it's not too long before he's being spitroasted. Mom
discovers, and can't resist joining in. Before long, she's getting fucked
by both of her sons.

Coming home when it's mom's day off, Alan sees another car in the
driveway. This time its Dale's, his mother's first husband. Alan doesn't
know him, and doesn't like him. He's a big guy, dark red hair, bushy beard,
and it always feels like he's mad at everything.