#motherson

“Okay son, since you’ve been such a big help this summer we can fuck ONCE, but if you tell anyone about it you can forget seeing these tits again.”

Mom thought that if she gave me a taste of what I had been fantasizing about I would move on and it would be “our little secret”. Well, we didn’t stop fucking after that first time, and in a few months it’s going to have to stay a secret for good. I’m pretty sure it’s illegal for me to fuck a kid into my own mother.

No one wants to go to Comic-Con with their mom, but she wanted to go so badly I made her a deal. If she could pretend to not be my mother, we could hang out the whole weekend. Holy shit, I wish I had seen her costume before I made that bet At first I was trying to hide my erection behind my utility belt, but as she got bolder and bolder putting her tits in my face for the crowd of people with cameras, I got a little lost in the fantasy myself. Nothing too wild for public, but I definitely had my hands all over that big ass of hers. As we were going back to our hotel room, she whispered in my ear that “Power Girl knew what I had been thinking all day”. I tried to protest, but she told me I had some punishment coming my way. We got to the room, and sure enough there was only one bed for the two of us… Did she plan this all along? 

I guess the result is the same. I hope “Power Girl” was on the Power Pill, because we definitely didn’t use any condoms.

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I thank son for making my tits so large and amazing. All because of the multiple babies he put in me.

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Mom was vain, and overly proud of her big fat tits. When I offered her a way of making them bigger I had no idea she’d get become totally addicted to reproducing with her me. My mother was my dirty slut, and even though I couldn’t knock her up while she was still pregnant she damn sure tried. We’d fuck for hours before I’d pass out between her pillowy tits and I’d wake up to the feeling of her trying to shove my half hard dick inside her. Mom knew she was going to get in trouble if I caught her, so I made sure to get half my load in her hair during the ensuing facial. Thank god we moved to a city where nobody knows we’re related.

When I became king at a young age, my mother stayed in the capital to help me rule. When I became a man, she started bringing by noble women to become my queen. I sent them all away, and she started to worry. Big women, petite women, young girls and older widows. She was worried I would never marry, and asked if I even wanted a queen. I put my hands on her thick hips and told her I already had one. She was a little shocked, but when we kissed her tongue met mine. 

“But the court… it’s illegal to bed your own mother” she cautioned me.

“So I’ll change the law, that’s what kings do, right? Besides,” I said as I gave her big ass a slap “they’ll shut up when I present an heir to them”.

Reuniting with Mom

Marcus has just made contact with his biological mother. He has so many questions to ask her, and plenty of mixed feelings as well. Rochelle is successful, strong, smart, and beautiful woman. So why did she abandon him all those years ago? And how can she make up for it now? Marcus knows one way, and it doesn’t take him long to learn that his rich, beautiful, successful mother has the same idea. He’s ready to break some taboos with some special mother-son bonding time, and the desire is verymutual.

I know you’ve been having these feelings, honey. And that’s okay. It’s perfectly natural to feel that way.

Maybe it’s because of how I dress around the house. Or because physical touch is my love language.

But I want you to act on those feelings. I want to show you how much I love you, the best way I know how. So I dress and act this way in hopes that you’ll reciprocate one day, and show your mother how you feel too. 

Every morning my mom meditates in front of the window. I love standing in the doorway and watching her. It fills me with joy knowing that soon we will have our first child together.