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  • “Look at that.” Lucy whistled sultrily, “Have you ever seen anything so beautiful as your mother deep-throating every inch of your cock?” I didn’t have an answer. I just stared dumbfoundedly at my mom, her face reddening with the exertion of her consumption, but her eyes intoxicated. Her lips slurped hedonistically about my base, her throat coiled around my shaft, and her tongue flattened along my underside, curling to taste all that it could. Oh god, it was good. She mewled her struggle from the seal of her lips, each pained contraction of her throat fluttering against me, pulling me deeper. Then she ascended, anus her cheeks hollowing with her sucking mouth, her eyes staring half-lucidly at me. She drew to my tip, then went down. Lucy relinquished my nipple, and guided my mother’s head, watching me as she did it. “I’ve spent an eternity living with you damned mortals.” Lucy’s voice dripped into my ear, “And if there is one truth amongst you, it is this; no one sucks cock quite like a mother does for her son.” Mom slurped her way to the crease of my cock, then rotated her lips there, her tongue flicking across my frothing tip. booty “It’s that maternal disposition I think; the desire to make everything all better.” Mom took her breasts by the piercings of her nipples, and laid them on my pelvis. The tattooed domes pillowed warmly, the pliant meat pressing upon my crotch, and surrounding me. “She just wants you to know she loves you, and there’s no love as tender as mother has for her baby boy.” She pushed her breasts together around me, the nipples pointing outward with the deformation, then she dropped her head again, her chin dividing her bosom, which then coalesced as she rose, concealing my freshly-lathered shaft with her warmth. It was an oddly maternal way for her to suck me, as much an attempt to comfort me as it was to pleasure me. I would’ve preferred that she just suck me like a whore, and remove any of our relationship from the act, but she didn’t. She made it clear that she was still my mom, and I was still her baby boy, just like Lucy said. I could feel my perception of her changing, my carnal mind corrupting her image with every lecherously maternal action she took. Had I ever noticed how great her body was? Had I ever appreciated the detail of her tattoos, how the many patterns and symbols rough contoured to the curves of her, how her pristine flesh was made a canvas for ink? Had I ever noticed how pretty she was? Emily looked just like her. I closed my eyes again, tightening them and turning my head, not caring if Emily’s visage formed in my mind. But it was only Mom. Mom’s mouth pulled gaunt to suck me, Mom’s neck bulging with my girth, Mom’s breasts squishing around me. Lucy’s laugh rang out in my head, cruel and sweet. I opened my eyes again, my heart thundering, panic overtaking the arousal. Mom’s eyes clarified when they saw mine, and she slowly withdrew. “It’s OK, baby.” Mom whispered gently like she had some many times when I was young. Only when she was soothing me after a bad dream, a string of my cum wasn’t bridging her lips. She massaged my pulsing cock with her tits as she looked at me, her face full of love, “Mommy’s here. Mommy will make it all better.” She rose, her ample bust rounding proudly over the flat expanse of her belly, which converged into a pelvis that opened to wide hips and thick thighs. My mother’s pussy was blushing and wet, the clit engorged and the slit dilated. I couldn’t form the words to protest college any longer. I only stared, struck by her forbidden beauty, my eyes running covetously over every inch of her tattooed surface. The warmth of her radiated onto my crotch as her thighs overlapped my own, her belly relaxed into mine, and her breasts flattened against my chest. She stared into asshole my eyes, our faces a breath apart. “Will you kiss me, Daniel?” She asked, blue eyes filled with hope. I didn’t answer, but simply parted my lips. She leaned in, her gaze never breaking from mine. He pushed into Marie's ass and both rough men pushed into her like pistons, each filling her holes with cock. "I want you to smear a little of this on your mom's ass so that it opens booty up." I'm sorry, Delilah.” “You know you can always talk to me about sex honey. “I dunno what’s gonna happen. Have my companions reactivated them?” Dave got up and moved to the bench in front asshole of her and Mike sat a respectable distance at her side. Putting my steel balls up my vagina and a pair of anus heels on, I grabbed my little shoulder bag and set off. Each push into her, pulled more of my juice out of me as she pushed more of her tongue into my mouth. I was really starting to struggle finding new daring tops to wear for Zeke. “Cory is here and needs to see you.” “Shove your cock up my pussy... you’re making me so fucking horny!” She was vaporized by the heat with nothing evidently left to clone from. Frank agreed and moved up to her. He was still amazed how much the twins had grown up lately. After about 5 minutes of that I felt his whole body start to tense. As he started pushing in the sensation was beyond deion. "Are you a math major?" Jennifer took control pulling Diane and me over to the king size bed. How can we tell?" said Anne. For T she was just a sexy young college girl who loved to fuck. Alex came awake next, his head casting around. I could see his eyes wonder over my body and down to my cock. My girlfriends in the past always thought I could kiss with the best of them!" That is nice, routine is good. She tightened her fingers into my ass. Even in my dream she was still wearing sunglasses.
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  • My child. I was breeding my own son, my own sister, in my hot mother's womb. I shuddered, the pleasure slamming booty into my mind. My thoughts burned. Stars danced before me as I savored this ecstatic moment. Her pussy sucked at me. Massaged me. She drew out every last drop of my cum out of my balls. I reached my orgasmic peeked, standing there, every muscle in my body tensed. Then I let out a groan, the pleasure dying in me. I panted, my body buzzing from the joy. “Oh, yes, you pumped so much cum in me, Justin,” college panted Mom. “Oooh, come sit on my face, Mom,” moaned Krystal from her bedroom. “I love licking Justin out of you.” My sister didn't want me touching her, but she did have a taste for eating my cum out of a woman's pussy. “You better go feed her, Mom,” I said, smacking her rump. “Otherwise, she's going to be such a brat.” My mom giggled as she pulled her pussy off my dick. She stood, my cum dribbling down her thighs, and sauntered back into my sister's bedroom. She gave me a naughty wink before vanishing inside. “Yes!” Krystal chortled in delight. I smiled, feeling lethargic. It was Saturday morning. I headed back to bed. On the way, I caught a glimpse of my mother straddling my little sister's head. Buzzing with delight, I sauntered into my bedroom. Aurora was still sleeping on her slave bed, looking so peaceful, but Sam was awake. She was on her phone reading something. I snuggled beneath the blankets beside her. She gave me a quick kiss on the lips. “Have fun?” she asked. “My mom is always fun,” I groaned, holding Sam. “Yes, she is,” she said. “Love you.” “Love you, Sam,” I muttered, lethargy pulling me down into darkness. I was glad I had my mind-control powers, even if it was only for a few days. It had changed my life, and the lives of those around me, for the better. Project KRONOS let us anus be who we truly wanted to be. Let us enjoy ourselves without guilt. That was a wonderful thing. I fell asleep listening to the soft hum of my girlfriend. The END Lysera let out a low grunt as she arched her broad back, feeling the sore and stiff muscles throughout her powerfully built Isiri frame stretch and then relax some, helping to work a bit of life back into her uncomfortable form as her Lessers went about her orders, clearing away the human dead and providing medical attention to their wounded as they set up camp for the night. “Too quickly.” She growled, frustration rumbling in her deep authoritative voice. “What was?” One of her two Seconds, Tryi, queried, moving up to stand beside her First, Gatt-Rifle slung over one bare shoulder and her battle-armour already discarded to reveal the almost eight foot tall hulking beauty of her red-skinned body, all muscle, strength and power, the vision of primal dominance only enhanced by the sleeping giant asshole of a cock resting plaintively between her sculpted thighs, though she still didn’t hold a candle to the yet taller and stronger, Lysera. “This!” Lysera spat, casting her hand out in a vague gesture over the tight valley where she and her Lessers had made their ambush, “Two hours we lay in wait for our prey and what do we get for our patience?” “A battle that will be recorded in the annals, Lysera.” The Second grinned, whipping her single braid of long black hair back behind her shoulder, standing tall and proud, shamelessly displaying herself and glad to be free of the discomfort and weight of her armour. In response Lysera winced like she had been slapped across the face, raising a finger to scratch at a protruding lower fang. “Pah! You call this a battle Tryi? Over in seconds! No skill, no challenge, no thrill. A waste of my time.” Lysera chastised, not bothering to keep her rage rough in check, even as other Lessers glanced her way, uncertainty. My tongue slid up Cherry's slit. No one knew what he did in the facility and asshole conversations with him were strained. Ben scolded himself silently for not putting up the ‘closed’ sign earlier. On one hand, it was an indescribable relief to finally have an answer, even if it was just theoretical. Soccer practice is starting late.” More stuff comes out.” “Would you fuck me?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. The coin lands, its tails. For a change the room was lit by the overhead light and Brandon’s desk lamp as he seemingly pored over the textbook cracked open on his desk, rather than the harsh glare of his PC monitor. The two men there took me toward the door to the condo. I smiled, a pleased rush sweeping through me. Dr. Blavatsky may have been mistaken about all of this, but it brought us all closer together. I was really nervous that she might know something but booty how could she? A sharp ˝Ma-chop! I felt like the world was crumbling out from beneath me. “The machine has to be turned off.” I didn't want to give up my powers. I guess the last time mom had worn it she anus was a bit slimmer, but it made her look undoubtedly hot. “Aaargh, ahhh” I shrieked looking at Taylor feeling her nails pierce my skin. He looked at her rough face and wondered if this is what she wanted. “Okay, so we’re going to leave in the middle of college the night. Unfortunately while the hotel had running water for the wash basin and tub, it still relied on chamber pots for other matters.