Pet Mommy: Becoming a Mommy-slut - Sex Stories

Pet Mommy: Becoming a Mommy-slut

... to slumber or was it again on the rise. “I don’t need the stories anymore, Mom, we just made our own,” he pointed out. I chuckled, “I guess we did.” I looked at his cock, which was indeed growing again. “You are insatiable,” I purred. He shrugged, “My record is nine.” “Nine what?” I asked, unclear what he was talking about. “I have came nine times in one day,” he revealed. My hand reaching for his almost fully erect cock, I teased, “Well, I am not sure I can do nine, baby, but I can definitely do one more and I do have one last hole for you to fill.” “You sure Mom?” he asked. “I have never been sure about anything more in my life, Master,” I replied, again stressing my utter submission to him. As he sat up, I said, “The lube is in the drawer of the nightstand.” He reached for the nightstand and found my small collection of toys, which included a couple of vibrators and a butt plug. He paused and looked at me. I shrugged, “It is lonely being a single Mother.” “Not anymore,” he promised, returning with the lube. I coated his cock generously, not having had a real cock in my ass in a couple of years after I briefly dated a co-worker. I got on all fours and presented my still very fine ass to him. “What do you think of my ass, baby?” “Fucking awesome,” he replied, as he moved behind me. “Now go slow at first baby,” I said, “your cock is pretty big for any girl’s backdoor.” He slapped my ass playfully and said, “I thought I was in charge here.” I instantly played along. “Sorry, ...

... Master, do with your slut as you please.” “Good girl,” he purred, which sent a chill down my spine, that being his father’s trademark saying to me. “Fuck Mommy’s ass, baby,” I moaned, as the tip of his cock pushed past my tight puckered entrance. As he slowly went deeper, he moaned, “Holy shit, it is so hot and tight.” “All for you, baby,” I moaned, as his cock slowly filled me. “So fucking tight,” he grunted, as the last couple of inches filled my ass. His cock feeling so perfect in my ass, I finally allowed my mind to let go and be controlled like I used to all those years ago. “Fuck your cock feels so perfect in my ass, Master.” “Master,” he repeated, “I am really beginning to like being called that.” As his cock began sliding in and out of my ass, I declared again, “Yes Master. In this house you are in charge and I am yours unconditionally.” “Fuck,” he grunted, “you are so hot Mom.” “You are too, baby. You are a hot fucking stud, just like your Dad was,” I moaned, beginning to buck back on his cock, wanting him deeper inside me. “Bounce that ass on my cock, Mommy,” he instructed. I obeyed, attempting to get in a constant rhythm. “Good girl,” he repeated the magic words, his hands slowly roaming over my back and ass. “Oh yes, son, your cock was made to fill me,” I moaned. I bounced back on his cock for an eternity, Michael having already came three times tonight. My knees ached, but I was determined to feel his cum coat my ass so I tried to go for the kill verbally. “Oh God, ...