Tiny Tim

“I bet it did.” I said with a grin, liking where this was going. She stepped closer to me, still absentmindedly caressing her nipple, as she pressed her body into my side.

“Can I be totally honest with you, Darling?” she asked, giving me a doe-like look.

“Of course!”

“Darling ... I want to be everything for you. I want to be whatever you need me to be at the time. I can be your loving Mom who nurses and cares for you.” she said, as she placed a hand on my cheek to lovingly caress it with her thumb. “I can be your Mommy, who takes care of your hurts and pains.” she now let her hand slide down onto my chest, and caressed the thick scar on my rib cage. “Or ... I can be your slut, who drains your balls in every way you want me to.”

With that, her hand dropped further down, so her fingers could wrap themselves around my shaft.

“How about a slutty Mommy?” I asked with a cheeky grin, and her eyes lit up.

“Oh, my sweet, sweet Boy. Did Mommy’s games get your cock hard? Are you hard for Mommy now?” she asked, now a gleam in her eyes, and the grip she had on my cock tightening. She absolutely preferred what I had suggested above anything else.

“Yes, Mommy.” I breathed as the pleasure started to build up.

“Do you want Mommy to be naughty for her little boy?” she breathed as the speed of her hand increased. “Would you like your Mommy to be your sexy, always horny fucktoy? To teach her beloved darling Son about women?”

“Get on the bed!” I commanded abruptly, grabbed her by her hips, and lifted her off the ground.

She squealed in delight when I threw her on the mattress right next to my sleeping sister, and crawled up to her.

“Did you like seeing your sister’s pussy, Baby? Would you...” She hesitated only for a moment. “Would you like to see Mommy’s pussy as well?”

When I nodded, she sat up to take off her bra. Then she quickly got rid of her panties as well, leaving her stockings and the choker on like she did for Ava. Again, I had to marvel at the difference in effect. The pure white garments had given Ava a look of innocence. The black garments wrapped Mom into an aura of an experienced and sensual woman.

“Go on, Baby. Look closely at Mommy’s pussy. You can play with it, if you want.” she whispered, her voice almost ragged in anticipation.

I dove right in. I made long strokes with the flat of my tongue along her cleanly shaven labia, savoring the taste while forcefully massaging them. In no time she had gripped a handful of my hair, pulling my face into her center as she moaned. I let my right arm snake around her leg, so my hand could rub her lower stomach. My left hand joined my face between her legs, so my thumb could start massaging the tissue around her convulsing entrance.

She mewled in pleasure as I enjoyed every second of it. After a few minutes she reached her first orgasm, which caused ripples to travel along her taut stomach muscles.

I kept going.

When her convulsions let up, my right hand wandered down her stomach, until my fingertips reached her clit, which was now protruding from its hood. I alternated between rubbing the hood with my fingertips, and pinching her clit between thumb and index finger, causing her to whimper and wither beneath me until I heard her moan loudly.

“Oh Baby! You’re soooo good to Mommy! Such a goooood Boy! Yes! Keep going! Yes! YES! MOMMY LOVES YOU! MOMMY LOVES YOOOUUUUUU!” she screamed as her second orgasm hit.

I still kept going.

I kept it up throughout her orgasm. Her legs wouldn’t stop trembling, her stomach wouldn’t stop quivering, and her wails of pleasure only grew in intensity. When she started to repeatedly stomp onto the mattress with her feet, I moved my face up to suck and lick her clit, and pushed my thumb into her gushing hole.

“AAAAAAAAAARGH” I heard her scream as the pleasure got seemingly too much for her, but her hand was still gripping my hair and pulling me into her.

So, I kept going. I ate her out for another half hour, making her orgasm two more times. Finally she pulled my head up and away from her sex, but she didn’t want to stop.

“Baby! Mommy needs her little boy’s fat cock inside her now! Mommy needs you to fuck her!” she growled.

“With pleasure, Mommy!” I replied.

I kissed my way up her body until my head was high enough to bury my face in her soft pillowy breasts. Then I grabbed my cock, lined it up, and slammed into her.

“YES! Come back inside Mommy! I’m yours, Baby. Mommy will be yours and yours alone! Now fuck your Mommy, Baby!”

I slammed into her over and over again, and it was heavenly. When Mom screamed out her fourth orgasm, she got a desperate look. Then another mischievous glimmer crept into her eyes.

“Did you like filling your sister up, Baby?”

“Yes!”

“Did you like claiming your sister’s womb as your own?”

I shuddered. “God, yes!”

“Did you like the fantasy of impregnating your sister, Baby? Did Mommy’s darling Boy like the idea of putting a Baby into her?”

“Oh God!” I groaned, as my body shuddered so hard that I lost my pumping rhythm. That was all she needed to know.