1. Sparticus... A mother's demise


    Date: 3/16/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: Nasty-mann, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    why her heart suddenly started beating so hard and butterflies formed in her tummy. ‘Definitely Dominus’ the grinning teen retorted. ‘Interesting… I thought you might prefer to be a gladiator… but then again, I can understand why it might be more ‘fun’ being a master’. It was Helen’s turn to sport a wry smile as she recalled a scene from the last period where the Dominus was taking a slave girl doggy style as his wife urged him on. Mind you she was a little surprised when the Dominus instructed the rather muscular slave to ‘stick cock in ass’ as he approached orgasm. She knew that homosexuality was not as ‘taboo’ in those times. When the program restarted they stopped talking and looked at the TV but once again neither fully concentrating on the show. Alan’s mind in particular strayed every time a bare breasted woman appeared on screen… comparing their tits to those he had just seen in the flesh. What he did notice that his mother’s nipples were certainly larger than those being seen on the small screen. The excited teen kept his hands over his cock which was forming a very noticeable tent under the bathrobe he wore. He wondered what would happen if his mother saw his erect cock would she grasp it and relieve him… nice thought he smiled at himself. The aroused youth continually glanced over to his mother and much to his delight her gown was starting to gape at her chest. It had not gone unnoticed by Helen that her son was trying to conceal an erection…and by all accounts ...
    one to certainly rival that of her husbands. The sexually fueled female also started to compare those cocks being so openly displayed by those on the screen to that of her what her son’s might look like should it be so openly displayed. She wondered if life was simpler then… no hang ups when it came to sex. The ‘soccer mom’ noticed that her son was taking sneaky glances at her which only fueled her pulsating pussy, so she deliberately started to covertly twist her shoulders in an effort to make her robe ‘yawn’ slightly, teasing both her son and herself. The mischievous mother also moved her legs so that the housecoat slipped exposing more and more of her thighs. Not realizing that his playful mother was deliberately manipulating her fluffy flannel robe, the commercial break came too soon thinking that his mother would notice her robe and readjust it when the TV was not distracting her. However it did give him the opportunity for the conversation they had to develop further. ‘So… given a choice you would prefer to be a slave?’ ‘Well…as long as I wasn’t beaten too much’ Helen laughed knowing that her son would not have let her earlier admission go unquestioned. The robe had parted sufficiently to allow her son to gaze upon the nightie she wore. The aroused mother blushed at the thought of how she knew that flimsy nightie would not have prevented the youth from seeing her hanging breasts and that at that very precise moment she wished it did not conceal her tits that she was ...
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