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Mom helps son
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I wake-up in bed with my mom who's still sleeping. I feel cozy and warm, and start to secretly play with my five year-old cock. My mind goes to exciting images of mean older kids at school bullying pretty girls in my class. Making them lift their skirts and humiliate themselves. I suddenly feel mom roll over towards me and freeze in shame hoping that she hasn't noticed what I'm doing to myself.
“Are you touching yourself?” she asks with a gentle curiosity. I remain silent and still, half-pretending to be asleep as I feel myself flush in humiliation. Then I feel her hand on my arm tracing down towards where my hand is on my cock. I quickly move my hand away from my cock to avoid it being found in contact with it.
“Can I help?” my mom asks as her fingers move from my arm to my hip. I don't know what to say but my body starts to tremble in arousal as my mom's fingers move slowly inside the waistband of my pyjamas towards my cock. I'm so turned on as her fingers make contact with my cock and start to squeeze and caress it. “Does it feel good to you sweetie?” she asks as her hand continues to play with my little cock. I nod my head as I shudder in ecstasy and roll onto my back no longer feeling like I need to hide from my mom.
“Thank you for letting me touch you like this sweetie!” she coos next to me. “It feels so good! Can I look at it?” she asks. I nod as I continue to squirm in arousal at the wonderful squeezing of my mom's hand. Then it leaves my cock to push the comforter down so that it nolonger covers me there. “Lift up” she whispers as her fingers start to tug on my pyjama pants. She pulls them down just far enough to make my cock and balls visible and then her hand returns to playing with me. “It's so beautiful, thank you for letting me look at it!” my mom purrs as she continues pleasuring me with her hand.
“What do you think about when you touch yourself?” she asks me excitedly. I blush and turn my head away at her question while continuing to enjoy her touch. “You don't need to be scared to tell me, I love anything that turns you on sweetie. Really anything at all, even if you think you must be a bad boy to enjoy such fantasies. I just want you to be as happy as you can be, no matter what” my mom explains.
“I think about girls!” I tell my mom, deliberately being vague to check if it's really ok.
“Mmmm! Any particular girls” my mom asks with a smile as she continues to squeeze my cock.
“Susan and Clare!” I confess.
“Oh yes! Very pretty girls!” my mom coos. “What do you imagine happening?” she asks excitedly.
“I think about them being made to show their panties by older kids!” I explain, blushing a little.
“Oh baby that's so enjoyable to think about isn't it” my mom gasps enthusiastically while conveying her approval through her hands on my cock. “Oh please tell me more sweetie. What part of it excites you the most?” she asks.
“I think they're so embarrassed to show their panties, but they're scared of the bullies so they have to” I tell her.
“Oh that feels so good doesn't it! Imagining how embarrassed and scared Susan and Claire are as they show their panties like they're told to” my mom gushes, as she pulls herself up to kneel beside me without her hand leaving my cock. “Do they do it like this?” my mom asks as she uses her free hand to slowly raise her nightgown revealing her tight white panties with her head lowered as if she's scared and humiliated.
“Yes they do!” I shout overcome with joy that my mom is acting out my fantasy for me. “The older kids laugh at them when they do it!” I add.
“Oh I bet they do, they're enjoying bullying and embarrassing the pretty girls” my mom replies as she looks away as if being laughed at.
“Ha Ha!” I jeer at her pointing at her panties, and playing along in this wonderful new game with my mom.
“Please let us go!” my mom begs in a high pitched voice imitating a scared little girl nervously holding her skirt up for a group of older kids. I shake my head and laugh, looking at my lovely mom with her night gown raised so I can see her white panties. “Why won't they let them go?” my mom asks excitedly.
“Because the older kids want to touch them!” I tell my mom.
“Where?” my mom asks breathlessly, as she continues gently squeezing my cock.
“Their panties!” I answer excitedly while blushing a little.
“Oh Susan and Claire would be so embarrassed having to let the older kids touch their panties. I wouldn't surprised if they started crying” my mom gasps in excitement.
“Yes!” I moan ecstatically “And the older kids make fun of them for crying too!” I add with glee.
“Do want show me how they touch Susan and Claire?” my mom asks inching her pussy a little closer and opening her knees more. My eyes open wide in thrilled excitement at the invitation to touch my mom there. I've never touched any girl there before. “Please don't!” my mom begs with a high pitched voice as I start to move my hand towards her panty-covered crotch.
“You can't stop me!!!” I shout gleefully and laugh as I put my hand on my mom's the crotch of my mom's panties and start to roughly rub and squeeze her soft flesh.
“Please stop! Please stop!” my mom cries excitedly in a high pitched voice as her body jerks at my touch.
“You can't make me!” I tease as I continue roughly pressing and groping her pussy flesh through her white panties.
“No! No! No! No!” my mom begs excitedly with a high pitched voice as her whole body starts to shudder. The shuddering of her hand on my cock causes my excitement to peak and climax along with my mom, as my molesting hand also starts vibrating on my mom's pussy.
“Oh my beautiful bad boy!” my mom gushes after her orgasm subsides. She gives my cock a quick wet kiss and hugs me tight. “We can play like this again, but we can't tell anyone we do this because they'll be jealous and get me in trouble.” she explains as she cuddles me.
“I love you mom!” I whisper so full of joy as I hug her back.
CH. 2
After that first time, we start playing together every night when I go to bed. While other boys my age are getting tucked in by their moms I'm getting to play sexy games with mine. Has a boy ever had such a wonderful mom!
A couple of weeks after our first time, my show on the tv ends and I find myself putting my hand inside my pants and underwear and touching my cock right there in the living room. “Mom I wanna see your panties!” I cry out to my mother who's on her laptop at her desk.
“Okay sweetie. Where would you like me?” my mom asks, surprised, yet so happy to please me in this way.
“Right in front of me!” I tell her.
“Okay sweetie!” she replies and moves across the room to stand in front of me, but then just stands there looking at me as I sit there playing with myself.
“Show me!” I demand.
“Please don't make me!” she begs, pretending to be scared.
“Do it! Show me!” I shout enjoying her pretend fear. I'm so turned on watching my mom bite her lower lip and slowly lift the hem of her suit skirt until I can glimpse the crotch of her light pink panties.
“Higher mommy!” I insist, exquisitely turned on by her pretend reluctance.
“Please it's so embarrassing I'm a grown up, your own mom!” she whimpers excitedly without moving her skirt higher.
“Do it! You have to!” I tell her excitedly, with some frustration coming into my voice.
“No please! It's too embarrassing!” my mom pleads as she lifts her black business skirt higher, but then places her hand over the crotch of her panties to cover herself.
“No mom! You have to show me!” I insist angrily and slap the hand on her crotch until she removes it.
“Please don't do this to me!” she begs excitedly, closing her legs tightly, as my hand reaches for her panty-covered crotch.
“You have to let me!” I shout. “Let me touch you there!” I insist as I start to poke, pinch, and slap her mons.
“No! Please!” my mom pleads as her body starts to shudder and squirm under my assault, and she gradually opens her legs to me, giving me access to the crotch of her panties.
“You have to! Bad mommy!” I shout as I let my frustration out on her now vulnerable crotch, pinching, poking, even hitting the soft flesh through her light pink panties with my free hand, while my other continues to play with my cock.
“Oh no! No! So rough!” my mom gasps, as her body starts to shudder and spasm to orgasm as I smack her pussy as I hard as I can.
“I can do what I want!” I yell as my own wave of climax washes over me and I grab my mom's pussy through her panties, squeezing and twisting her sensitive pussy flesh as hard as I can.
“Oh baby! Yes you can” my mom tells me with adoring eyes after our climaxes subside.
CH. 3
“I want to see her panties, but she won't let me!” I complain to my mom about the thirteen year-old who babysits me.
“She's so pretty isn't she! I think she's very shy about her body! A lot of girls are at that age. Would you like to make her show you?” my mom asks with a twinkle in her eye.
“Yes mommy!” I reply enthusiastically, like I'm suddenly being offered something better than I'd ever imagined possible.
“When I get home tonight. You tell me immediately that she touched your cock and we'll see if we can scare her into giving you whatever you want!” my mom says excitedly.
“Mommy, mommy!!! Sarah touched my cock!” I shout to my mom, pretending to be upset as I run and grab a hold of her while she's coming through the door.
“No I didn't!” Sarah responds indignantly with a confused and concerned look on her face.
“Sarah! How could you!” my mom asks fiercely.
“I didn't do anything! I don't know why he's saying that!” Sarah pleads to my mom.
“Don't accuse my son of lying! You're not getting away with abusing my son. I'm going to call the police!” my mom tells Sarah angrily.
“No please don't do that! I didn't do anything!” the thirteen year-old begs as she sees her life falling apart before her eyes.
“We're not letting Sarah get away with abusing you. What kind of punishment do you think she deserves? What would make you feel better? Shall we have the police take her to jail?” my mom asks me.
“I should get to do it back to her!” I reply with pretend anger.
“I didn't do anything to you!” Sarah pleads with tears in her eyes.
“That seems like the least punishment she deserves” my mom tells me.
“So Sarah you have a choice to make right now, you can either comply with sons very generous request for justice and let him do it back to you, or we tell the police about your child molestation and let them decide what to do with you!” my mom explains firmly.
“Please I didn't do anything to him!” Sarah begs as tears fall down her cheeks.
“If you're just going to continue calling my son a liar we better have the police decide!” my mom tells Sarah angrily and starts to tap her phone.
“No! Please! Don't!” Sarah begs my mom, fearing her world is about to come crashing down.
“Are you choosing to let him do it back to you then? Those are your choices.” my mom asks bluntly looking up from her phone.
“Oh god! I didn't do anything!” Sarah pleads to my mom who shakes her head and starts tapping her phone again. “Okay he can do it back to me!” she shouts, desperate to avoid having to defend herself to the police against a charge of child molestation.
“She needs to pull her pants down!” I tell my mom.
Sarah is stunned as she realizes the situation she's now in having averted the police being called. “Please don't make me do this!” she pleads to my mom.
“You're so fortunate he's not insisting on having you put in jail! Now take your pants down!” my mom orders Sarah angrily.
I feel a rush of power as the attractive older girl blushes and removes her tight pants in front of us revealing her simple white bikini cut panties.
“Open your legs so I can touch you back” I insist as I step towards the older girl and start to run my fingers over her smooth panties. As tears start falling down her blushing cheeks she looks at my mom in desperation as she reluctantly opens her legs enough to give my five year-old hand access to her previously untouched virgin pussy.
“This is what you get for being a bad babysitter!” I tell her aggressively as my little hand roughly mauls the older girl's sensitive pussy.
“Please! I didn't do anything to you!” she pleads to me through her tears as she endures her pussy flesh being grabbed, squeezed, and pinched by my little boy hand.
“Stop lying!” I shout as I slap her vulnerable crotch.
“Owww!” the pitiful older girl yelps as she instinctively covers her abused pussy.
“Get your hands out the way” I demand angrily.
“Please don't hurt me!” she begs with pleading eyes, as she warily moves her hands from her crotch.
“You've got to open your legs!” I insist.
“Please!” she pleads with more tears as she reluctantly opens her crotch to me again.
“You deserve this!” I tell the trembling older girl venemously as I smack her vulnerable thirteen year-old pussy again.
“Owww!” the pitiful older girl screams as she instinctively moves to protect her innocent pussy from me.
“Mom she's being bad! She's not letting me!” I complain.
“I am! Just please don't hit me!” the desperate girl begs.
“Stop whining young lady, you're so lucky you're not going to jail right now!” my mom tells the thirteen year-old as she moves behind her and pulls the girl's hands firmly away from protecting her crotch and holds them behind her back. “Kneel down!” she orders the attractive young girl. “Now open your legs wide young lady!” my mom demands as she kneels behind the kneeling girl and forces her own knees in between the girl's to hold her open for me.
“Yeah stop whining!” I tell the sobbing older girl as I kick her exposed panty-covered crotch.
“Agggggh!” the girl cries out in horror as she instinctively struggles against my mom to protect herself.
“This is the least you deserve!” my mom tells the thirteen year-old as she holds her firmly, pulling her back a little so that her pussy is even more exposed to me.
I'm so turned on by my power over this older girl who'd always refused to show me her panties when I'd asked. Now here she is sobbing in terror with her beautiful panty-covered crotch offered to me. “Cry baby!” I mock her as I kick the thirteen year-old again in her precious pussy.
“Agggggghhhh!” the girl screams and struggles.
“Stop stuggling!” my mom orders her sternly, as she grips the girl's thin wrists with one of her hands and brings her other arm around the girl's chest, giving her easier control of the young girl's body and the opportunity to cruelly squeeze one of the petite young breasts in her hand. The young girl freezes in terror as she hears my mom's command and feels the woman squeezing her breast.
“Just because my son's chosen not to put you in jail doesn't mean you're not going to pay for touching my boy!” my mom tells the trembling thirteen year-old as she gropes the girl's perfect young breast through her thin shirt and bra.
“Please I didn't do anything!” the helpless girl pleads as she feels the older woman groping her.
With amazed wide eyes I look admiringly at my mom groping my terrified young babysitter and kneel down in front of the older girl's open legs. “You need to pay! Liar!” I tell the trembling older girl as I start to molest her vulnerable panty-covered pussy.
“Shall we punish her like the police would?” my mom asks me excitedly. I nod with wide eyes having no idea what she means, but loving playing with my mom like this. “Get your toy gun!” she whispers to me.
“In police custody you'd be forced to strip completely!” my mom tells the thirteen year-old as she releases her, and moves to sit on the sofa, gesturing for me to join her as I pick up my toy hand gun. “So do it!” my mom orders the horrified young girl.
“Please just let me go home!” the pretty girl begs my mom.
“You either take your punishment here or you find out how the police treat child molesters.” my mom explains impatiently. “Facing us!” my mom orders as the thirteen year-old starts to turn her back towards us as she lifts her shirt.
I'm loving watching my blushing babysitter remove her shirt and then unclip her simple white bra to reveal her perfect petite breasts. Then she stands up, and after one last pleading glance at my mom, reluctantly lowers her white panties and shows us her young pussy.
“Kneel down in front of me! You're going to apologize to me for molesting my son as you take your punishment” my mom instructs the helpless thirteen year-old as she pulls her dress up and pulls down her floral panties. “Tell me you're sorry!” my mom orders the scared kneeling girl as she puts a hand around the back of her head and grasps the girl's dark hair.
“I'm sorry! Please let me go!” the terrified girl begs my mom with fresh tears.
“Now use your tongue to show me how sorry you are!” my mom instructs as she firmly guides the pretty thirteen year-old's face down between her legs. “Lick me right there” my mom demands as she presses the girl's lips up against her pussy.
“Now let's show her what the police would do!” my mom gasps to me as she feels the pretty girl's reluctant tongue on her juicy pussy. “Put your gun in her pussy hole!” she tells me excitedly.
I'm so delighted to be playing this game with my mom and babysitter I jump off the couch and kneel behind the kneeling thirteen year-old with her face between my mom's legs. The girl starts squirming and making noises in terror as she feels me poking the tip of my toy gun against her sensitive pussy-flesh trying to find the hole.
“Keep licking!” my mom demands as she tightens her grip on the girl's hair and uses her free hand to squeeze the girls petite breast.
“Don't be afraid to force it in her!” my mom moans as she watches me working my toy gun against the pussy of the writhing older girl.
“Aaaaaggggghhhh!” the girl screams as I finally manage to thrust the barrel of the gun inside her tight pussy.
“This is your punishment! The least you deserve for molesting my child!” my mom growls as she starts to climax hard against the thirteen year-old's face.
“Cry baby!” I shout, laughing hysterically as I jam my toy gun into the older girl's virginal pussy, as she writhes and cries in pain.
“That's right! Give her what she deserves!” my mom moans encouragingly as her pussy continues to shudder and cream on the helpless girl's face.
“This is what you deserve!” I cry as I drive the gun into tight pussy as her as hard as I can. “Look mom I made her bleed!” I shout excitedly as I hold my bloody toy gun up.
“Well done! You took her virginity!” my mom responds with an admiring smile, as she continues to enjoy the tongue of the sobbing violated thirteen year-old on her pussy.
“You are one lucky young lady!” my mom tells the young girl as she pulls her head up by the hair with one hand and continues fondling a petite breast with the other. “If we'd have called the police you'd have received so much worse” she explains. “Get dressed and go home!” she orders the kneeling thirteen year-old as she delivers a slap to the girl's ravaged pussy.
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Posted on : May 25, 2021
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