8 comments/ 56641 views/ 31 favorites It Was A Hot Humid Day In Alabama Ch. 01 By: nolimitstoryteller It was a hot humid day in Alabama, Roy and his mother lived in a trailer by themselves. They did not have much money because Roy's father left when he was young; therefore his mother had to provide for both of them. Roy was eighteen, he graduated high school last year, and he didn't have a job. He had shoulder length black hair, full lips, brown eyes, and slender build; he looked kind of young for his age. His mother Martha worked at Walmart to support the both of them while Roy stayed home all day playing video games and smoking weed. Martha was in her mid-50s, a little bit on the chubby side with huge breasts and a very pretty face. Because it was so hot and humid in the trailer without air-conditioning, Roy would walk around the house wearing only his boxers. At the end of each day his mother would come home exhausted from working all day, to a hot sweaty trailer to find Roy sitting in front of the TV set wearing only his boxer shorts playing video games stoned out of his mind. It was a Friday evening Martha came home and found Roy in his natural state, and she was exceptionally tired from a long work week. Her feet hurt all she wanted to do was to sit on the couch and get comfortable and try to stay cool. She came into the house Roy ignored her because he was so into his game, she took off her shirt and pants so she was wearing only her bra and panties. She normally did not do this when her son was home however she was so tired and hot that she didn't care. She surely did not have the patience to deal with Roy. She then went to the kitchen fixed herself a strong drink sat down on a living room couch and put her feet up on the Ottoman next to where Roy was sitting on the floor obliviously playing his video game. She took a long slow sip of her drink and felt the warm sensation flowing down into her belly. A minute later a soft tingling feeling came over her she looked over at Roy who was sitting next to her feet wearing only his underwear. He completely ignored her causing her to become aggravated she reached for the remote and turned off the TV while Roy was in the middle of the game. This got Roy's attention he turned to look at his mom who was sitting next to him wearing only her bra and panties her large breasts practically bursting out of her bra, her stomach was flabby couple of rolls, and large rounded thighs connected to strong calves, ending with her soft feet topped with pretty round toes with glowing blue nail polish. The gentle yet pungent smell of her feet wafted its way to Roy's nostrils sending a subtle sense of arousal throughout his entire body. He looked at his mom Stunned like a deer hypnotized by the headlights of a car. He could not move, or say a word. Feeling a little lightheaded from her drink Martha returned his gaze with a warm smile and said to Roy "I had a really long day at work I am exhausted, and my feet hurt would you be a good boy and rub your mother's feet?" Roy's head was still reeling from the weed he had smoked his body was still tingling from the smell of her feet, his palms were sweaty, his heart was beating heavy in his chest while looking at his mother's luscious body wearing only her bra and panties. He turned his body so he was facing her feet that were up on the Ottoman his eyes scanned her body from her soft pretty feet up to her around chunky thighs he could see the outline of her puffy smooth pussy through her panties, to the rolls of her round Belly, to her large breasts that looked like they were about to burst out of her bra. His eyes met hers as the smell of her sweaty feet permeated his mind taking hold of him as if it was the most powerful drug on earth. Roy was so mesmerized that he had stopped breathing when he realized this he took a couple of shallow breaths inhaling the aroma of his mother's feet. Each beat of his heart sent blood rushing to his cock causing it to grow underneath his boxers. Finally while taking one deep breath he raised his hands to his mother's feet and began to massage them. At the same time he had a knot in his stomach due to the fact that he was turned on by his own mother. Though Roy was eighteen years old he was still a virgin he made excuses for his virginity due to his rural surroundings therefore limiting his choices for finding a girlfriend. His only sexual outlet was masturbating two or three times a day to his favorite magazines which are 40+, plus size plumper's, and MILF Hunter. As he began rubbing his mother's feet he realized for the first time that it was her that he was attracted too. At that moment he felt bolt of shame shuddering throughout his entire body along with fear, anxiety, disgust and self-hatred laced with a profound sexual lust and deep love for his mother. Martha leaned back into the couch and let out a soft sigh when she felt her son's hands massaging her feet. For the first time, in a long time she realized that her son could be useful to her. Rather than him being a waste of space and food he is actually useful after all she thought to herself. Martha watched him as he sat there on the floor he had a smooth chest glistening with sweat his big brown eyes were intensely focused on her feet as he gently rubbed each toe sending waves of pleasure up Martha's legs to the very tip of her clit, making her pussy damp with her forbidden nectar. With each deep slow breath the heat between her legs grew hotter and hotter. As Roy was totally and completely mesmerized by the feel and smell of his mother's feet, she also became mesmerized staring at his plump lips and young smooth chest. Time had slowed down to almost a complete halt as Martha watched Roy's plump red lips slowly move towards her toes. His lips ever so slightly parted she could see the saliva glistening on his tongue as he bowed his head forward taking her big toe into his mouth. The salty taste of her big toe in his mouth swirled in his palette and quickly engulfed his entire being. He was completely entranced by the smell and taste of his mother's toes. His cock swelled to such an extreme that the head was poking out of his boxers without him realizing it. The bottom of her toe slid on his tongue as he slowly and gently bobbed his head up and down sucking on her toe as if it were a small cock. He was so engrossed with sucking her toes; allt he shame and self-hatred fell away. All that was left was the pure ecstasy of sucking his mother's toes. Martha looked down at her son as he tasted the forbidden fruit of her toes. His plump lips were wrapped around her big toe engulfing it with a warm wet sensation that sent shivers of ecstasy throughout her entire body. She let out a soft moan as he began to suck on the next two toes. While she was watching him she noticed her sons hard cock was poking out of his boxers. She was so far adrift in her rapture that she forgot that it was her own son licking her feet. When she realized the extent of what actually was happening her mind told her to pull back. However, she was in such a frenzied state of delight that she could not help herself and could only give in to the sensual pleasure that she was emerged in. She was also aware that her son Roy also was enjoying himself, not to mention she relished the dirty feeling that came with being sexually aroused by her son. As Roy swirled his tongue between her toes, Martha slid her hand down her panties began to finger her warm moist pussy. To be continued... It Was A Hot Humid Day In Alabama Ch. 02 Edited by Horrorotica A week had passed, since Roy had his first tasted his mother's sweaty feet. Since then, the same scenario repeated. Except Martha didn't have to try to get Roy's attention anymore, he waited naked on the floor next to her ottoman for her to come home from work. Also Martha was now comfortable enough to be naked with her son. During that week, Martha would come home from work to her naked son sitting on the floor. She would get naked put her feet up, without saying a word Roy licked her feet. His mother's pussy dripped, every time she felt her toes entering Roy's warm mouth. Not a word said as Roy sucked his Mommy's fat smelly toes, while she fingered herself to climax. Roy stroked his cock, but never came in front of his mother while licking her pungent feet. They never spoke about what was happening between them. While his mother was at work, Roy would lay on the floor naked sniffing her shoes and rubbing his cock with her dirty panties until he shuddered with orgasm, spilling his white cream into her silky panties. Roy would hide the soiled panties beneath his pillow. While his mother was sleeping, he enjoyed wearing her crusty panties and falling with them on. He didn't know how far his mother wanted to go; his feelings grew stronger with each day. From the moment he awoke in the morning, until he closed his eyes at night, he obsessed about new ways to please her. He started doing the dishes, cleaning the house, washing the laundry and even cooking dinner, all while wearing nothing but his mother's dirty panties. Even the most mundane chore made him sexually aroused as long as he knew it was going to please her. While at work, Martha spent all her time thinking about Roy. She could not wait to go home to have him so he could lick her stinky feet clean. Some days her pussy became so wet that she had to buy new underwear to change into while at work. She had stopped struggling with the moral dilemma. Until now Roy had been doing nothing, wasting his life. At least now he was doing something that made her happy. Instead of coming home every night to find the house a mess, and Roy stoned, playing video games. She now came home to a clean house, dinner ready, and her son ready to please. Since her and Roy were not having sexual intercourse, it was not really incest as far as she was concerned. She felt more like a mother now than she ever had. Finally, she had a special bond with her son. On Friday afternoon Roy knew his mother would be exceptionally tired, because it was the end of the workweek. He shaved his entire body. He loved the feeling of his new silky smooth skin, and hoped his mother would also like it. He prepared the house, and everything was spotless. He had her drink on the coffee table for her, as he sat naked on the floor alongside the ottoman waiting for her to come home. His entire body tingled when he heard his mother's car pulling into the driveway. He heard the car door close, as a tingling sensation spread around his cock, causing it to stand at attention. He watched her as she walked through the front door; her shoulder-length hair was messy. She looked exhausted from a long day at work. She entered the living room her fat belly led the way. She turned and saw Roy sitting on the floor and smiled to him. Roy returned the smile, then patted the ottoman inviting his mother to perch her sweaty feet for him to clean with his tongue. As she walked towards the couch she unbuttoned her shirt and removed it, then she reached behind her back taking off her bra. Her large breasts dropped, and settled on top of her chubby stomach. She bent over barely able to reach her shoes to untie them. She kicked off her work shoes, peeled off her sweaty socks. Her fat toes sparkled with pink glitter polish. In one motion she pulled down her pants and panties then stepped out of them. The blood rushed to Roy's cock causing his balls to tighten and his shaft to hurt. He watched intently admiring his mother's shaved pussy, almost hidden by the rolls of her fat stomach. Yet, he could see her pussy as she walked toward the couch. Her lips were glossy pink, her nipples budded like pink roses, and her chubby toes sparkled. Her pretty round face glowed like the sun, on a warm spring day. Her enormous, soft ass settled into the couch. She placed her feet up on the Ottoman, and wiggled her smelly toes, inviting Roy to suck them. Roy's heart beat faster when he looked up at his mother, and saw her resting back on the couch naked feet up on the Ottoman ready for him. As he leaned forward, the smell of her sweaty feet made his head spin. Suddenly he stopped, looked up at her and said, "Mommy do you have any lingerie I can wear?" "I may have something that will fit you." She replied, with a confused but loving smile. Roy watched her as she got off the couch. He admired her big ass as she turned and walked into the bedroom. He heard her opening a drawer, and rummaging through it. "Roy honey, I think I found something you might like to wear. Come in here and try it on." She called call out to him. He entered the bedroom Martha noticed that he shaved his entire body. He had shoulder-length black hair, brown eyes, and a slender build, the lack of body hair gave him a feminine appearance. She handed him a silky pink nightie with lace trim on the bottom. "Do you like this?" She asked. Roy smiled, and replied, "Yes Mommy. May I put it on?" "Yes baby, let me help you." She said, as she took the nightie from Roy. She stood close to him, her nipples brushed against his chest, as she pulled the nightie over his head. She stepped back to admire him. The nightie fit him perfectly, it fell midway his thigh's and his knees. He was starting to look like a pretty little girl. Seeing her son like this made her pussy tingle, her vagina buzzed with delight. "Would you like matching panties?" She asked. "Yes Mommy." He replied She found a matching pair of panties, and said. "Sit down. I'll help you put them on." Roy sat on the stool in front of her vanity. Martha knelt in front of him, slipped the panties over his feet and slowly pulled them up. The silky feeling of smooth satin gliding up Roy's legs made him shiver. As she slid them up past his knee, he stood allowing his mother to pull the panties over his cock. He loved his dick felt pressing against the silky fabric. Martha kissed the front of his panties then asked, "Do you like being Mommy's pretty boy?" He was jolted by the question. Then he replied, "Yes Mommy, I am yours forever." As she stood, she placed her hand on Roy shoulder pushing him back down on the stool. She placed her hand behind Roy's head and pulled him forward so his cheek was resting against her pussy. The tangy smell his mothers nectar, made his mouth water. She placed her other hand under his chin and raised his head until their eyes met, and she asked, "Does mommy's girly boy wear makeup too?" Roy simply nodded "Yes" His face brushed against the fat of her belly and her crotch as he responded. As she leaned over him reaching for the mascara, her breast pressed against his face and her nipples touched his lips. Next, she reached for the eye shadow. However, this time Roy open his mouth and held out his tongue slightly, as her nipple passed. Next, she reached for the blush, this time she stopped leaning forward she felt his tongue on her nipple, pausing to give Roy the opportunity to lick her breast. Last she had to apply lipstick, with two short swipes Roy's lips were glossy red. She took a step back to admire him, and leaned forward, holding up her large breasts to Roy's lips. He welcomed her nipple into his mouth, and sucked his mommy's tit. Each gentle stroke of his tongue, made Martha's clit throb. He looked feminine enough to pass as a teenage girl, Martha thought. She watched him sucking on her nipple. She took his hand, and pulled him from the stool, and escorted him to her bed. Martha lied in her bed, propping herself up with pillows. She pulled Roy down, and overtop of her, so he was lying on her lap. She raised his head so he was using her chubby belly as pillow. Her nipple fell into his mouth. He gently sucked on her swollen breast. His mother's hands softly rubbed the outside of his bulging panties. She opened her legs, and with her other hand she reached over top of him, and began to play with herself. "Mommy loves her sissy boy" she whispered, as she gently caressed him through the smooth panties. Roy sucked harder, and wiggled his tongue faster causing his mother's clit burst with pleasure. Her body shuddered, as she gripped Roy's cock rubbing over his panties harder and faster. They were in a synchronized frenzy. Martha pushed her finger deep into her wet pussy, bending the tip, hitting her G spot. Roy's cock throbbed as his mother's fingers began move over his soft panties, his body tensed, and then he suddenly had an orgasm filling his panties with warm cum. Simultaneously Martha's entire body quaked, transforming her rolls of fat into waves of quivering ecstasy. Together they trembled, and climaxed at the same time. They lied on the bed together, bodies covered in sweat. Martha's head felt as if a balloon had just burst. As her mind swam in the sea of ecstasy, she slid her hand down Roy's panties coating her fingertips with his cum. She raised her hand to her lips and sucked the salty semen from her fingertips. Then she reached out his panties again coating her fingers with more cum, she held them to Roy's glossy red lips. He opened his mouth willingly as she slid her fingers in and wiped the cum onto his tongue. He sucked her fingers clean, savoring the taste of his own cum. Without saying a word, Roy spun on the bed and began sucking his mother's toes. Martha watched him, and said, "You are mommy's good girly boy." Then she wiggled her toes in his warm, wet mouth. It Was A Hot Humid Day In Alabama Ch. 03 All characters are over eighteen. This story explores incest and scat themes ***** Martha stood in the bathroom doorway watching Roy on his hands and knees licking clean the rim of the toilet. He was wearing his favorite pink nightie, his makeup was perfect and his toes were painted pink to match his outfit. He could feel his mother's eyes watching him as he continued licking the dried pee and excrement from the rim of the bowl. Martha's pussy was dripping wet and her swollen clit ached. Roy lowered his head into the toilet and licked the inside bowl. He turned, lifted his ass for his mommy to see. She was pleased with him. "Nice work Roy, careful not to smear your lipstick." She said. Roy thought to himself as he slowed down, and became more mindful. I hope this will impress mommy enough that she will allow me to lick her pussy and ass. He felt grateful to be his mother's sissy foot slave, and was thrilled to be allowed to suckle on her breast and to be rewarded with her stroking his cock. As she continued to watch him, she realized that her bladder was full and she needed to pee. However, she didn't want to interrupt Roy. He carefully held his tongue out and lapped the inside walls of the bowl. He seems so content. She thought. For the first time in years, she also felt peaceful, not having to worry about Roy hanging out with the wrong crowd, and getting in trouble. She finally found a use for him, and a way to keep him under control. She felt guilty sometimes due to the sexual nature of their new relationship, but she also knew that as long as Roy desired her sexually he remained obedient. She said, "Roy stop licking the bowl, I have to pee." Roy scooted alongside the toilet and knelt, he watched his mother, as she pulled down her pants, when she, bent over her flabby ass jiggled in his face as she turned to sit on the bowl. The scent of her sweaty ass, made his cock tingle. Her butt cheeks hung over the sides of the toilet, while she parted her legs, she exposed her hairless pussy then the sound of pee streaming into to toilet echoed. As Roy observed his mother, he saw this as an opportunity to lick his mother's pussy. Martha then reached for the toilet paper, while Roy was on all fours, he held out his tongue as a jester to lick her clean. A knot formed in her stomach, she had been trying to put this off for as long as she could, now she knew that she had to make a decision whether to give in to Roy's desire. She was aware that she also wanted this, she thought, What kind of mother am I, if I let my son lick my pussy? Sucking on my breast is one thing, he drank from them when he was a baby, but this was incest. Roy saw the hesitation on his mother's face; he understood her dilemma and wanted to help her. He leaned closer to her pussy, and held out his tongue as far as it could reach, the tip of his tongue pressed lightly against her vagina. The touch of Roy's tongue sent a shiver throughout her entire body; her mind shook itself free from the morality she had always known. Her body relaxed, the aching in her head eased, while she wiggle herself forward on the toilet, and felt Roy's tongue slip in between her wet pussy lips. His tongue glided upward, tasting the tangy juices that mingled with her salty pee. He was delighted to have the honor of licking his mother's pussy. His tongue found her swollen clit; he massaged it with short, slow strokes, causing her to quake. The tiny climaxes shook her from inside and out as Roy explored her vagina, she felt herself quake then relax and tremor again. She ignored the stirring and grumbling of her stomach. He heard the bubbling from inside is mother's fat belly. Then he found her sweet spot just underneath her clit. The strokes of his tongue quickened. Martha's body exploded with pleasure, while the orgasmic wave of ecstasy washed over her. A powerful convulsion caused her to shudder, as a gas bubble burst within her bowels a loud fart discharged from her puckered hole causing her huge ass cheeks to jiggle. Unable to regain control of her bowels, her asshole opened wide, as a fat brown turd splashed into the toilet. She was horrified, as the toilet water dripped from her ass cheeks, and the strong stench of shit filled the small bathroom. Roy looked into the toilet, there his mother's brown log floated in a pool of yellow water. His mother no longer quivered with pleasure so he stopped licking her pussy and looked up at her. He saw that she was panting while she bowed her head with shame. The strong odor that arose from her pooh had an intoxicating effect on him. He gripped her wrist as she reached for the handle to flush. "It's Ok, I like the smell," He said. Her stomach turned with a repulsive twinge. Then she looked down at Roy, his lipstick was still perfect, his eyes sparkled with the curious innocence of an uninhibited child. Her body eased as she moved her hand away from the toilet handle. She returned Roy's smile, and he said to her, "Can I lick your butthole clean?" "Are you sure, it's dirty and disgusting." He responded, by holding out his tongue and wagging it for her. A tingling between her legs replaced her repulsion. Her nipples hardened, as she got up off the toilet, and leaned over the sink. She invited Roy to clean her dirty butt by wiggling her fat ass in his face. He reached out with his tongue and gently licked from the brown circle that surrounded her asshole. A bold and sour taste danced in his mouth. Surprised by the delightful taste, he commenced to furiously devour every soiled millimeter of her ass. The feeling of his tongue gliding up and down her crack rejuvenated the wetness between her legs. She enjoyed the wriggling of his tongue in the pucker of her filthy ass. She moaned each time she felt him probing the inside of her for more excrement to feast on. She felt the warmth of her warm nectar slowly rolling down her thighs. Roy paused, he spread his mother's ass cheek's and he examined her for shit residue. She is clean as a whistle, he thought. Still on all fours, he backed away, and said, "You're all clean." "Awesome job, you are such a good mama's boy." He scooted over to the toilet and looked at the turd sitting at the bottom of the yellow toilet water. He lowered his head into the bowl, with his tongue, he gently lifted the tip of her log, and he opened his mouth and took a bite. Martha's knew her gut reaction should be to feel sickened. However, she felt overjoyed that her once useless son, who did nothing but mooch off her was now providing her with unexpected pleasures that she never dreamed of before. She stroked his long brown hair and said, "Flush the toilet and follow me." He obeyed and followed her like a dog. She sat on the couch, turned on the TV, and put her feet up on the ottoman. Without a thought, Roy sat on the floor and proceeded to suck his mother's toes, arousing his young cock. It Was A Hot Humid Day In Alabama Ch. 04 All Characters are above the age of Eighteen! WARNING this story contains INCEST and SCAT. Martha stood on her tippy toes; as she reached up to finish stocking the top shelve with pet supplies, before quitting for the day. Her toes squished in her sweat drenched flats. She couldn't wait to go home to be pampered by her son Roy. While stocking the shelves, she found a pink dog collar studded with sparkling gems, and matching leash. She quickly finished, then she grabbed the collar and leash, paid for them, and punched out for the day. Her mind reeled with anticipation as she drove home; her pussy tingled while she obsessed about how she was going to give Roy his gifts. She kept the Air conditioner turned off, causing her to perspire like a fat pig, so Roy could lick her clean. When she stepped out of her car, her cunt felt like the Okefenokee Swamp, her plump mound of sticky wetness swished in her pants as she strolled into her mobile home. Roy was sitting alongside the ottoman, wearing his favorite pink baby doll nightie. Martha sat and perched her feet on the ottoman, flipped off her shoes then said, "Are you my good boy?" Roy nodded, "Yes Mommy." She inspected the house and everything appeared to be clean and in its proper place. She smiled, "OK, sweetie you can suck Mommy's feet." Wiggling her toes. Roy leaned forward and inhaled the pungent aroma of his mother's sweaty feet. His cock instantly grew hard in his silky panties. She watched his head bobbing up-and-down as he sucked her big toe. His heart pounded inside his chest, as he savored the taste of his mother's sweaty feet. Martha leaned to one side, raising her ass cheek, and let out a toot. She sighed as she sunk back into the couch. She unbuttoned her shirt, released the clasp of her bra and her sagging breasts dropped, resting on her fat belly. Roy's Tongue slithered in and out between her toes, while she slid her hand down her pants and began to diddle her dripping pussy. Roy lost himself in the excitement, tasting the salty flavor of her feet, mingled with the strong stench of her fart, he felt drunk with pleasure. He sucked each toe, and then carefully licked the arches of her feet, and then he slurped on the balls, and finished by sucking each heel. He finished, and looked up at his Mommy with eyes that were pleading for her approval. Her fingers dripped with cunt juice, as she removed them from her pants and held them out, waiting for Roy to sucked the cum off of them. Only streaks of red lipstick lingered on her fingertips after he sucked off all the nectar. Motherly pride welled up inside of her, as she gazed at her son who was kneeling on the floor beside her. Roy's eyes lit up, as his mother removed a pink dog collar from the bag sitting beside her. Roy didn't speak, as he held his head up high. She gently buckled the collar around his neck, and adjusted it. Martha then peeled off her pants and leaned back on the couch. Roy rested his head on her lap. "Are you Mommy's good sissy boy?" She whispered. He gazed at her with his dreamy brown eyes, lined, with eyeliner and pink shadow. He smiled, "Yes Mommy I am yours forever." Martha slowly opened her fat thighs and then Roy lifted her leg, positioning himself on the floor between them. The scent of his mother's pussy made his head reel with desire, saliva rolled down the center of his tongue, and dribbled between Martha's shaved, bulbous pussy lips. He gently licked her clit, savoring the tanginess. Her body shuddered with orgasmic ecstasy, while releasing a thunderous fart. Roy felt the warm air blow against his face as he continued eating her cunt. The stench from her bowels wafted up his nostrils then permeated his entire being like a drug pulsating through his veins. Martha, spread eagle, slid her ass forward to the edge of the couch. Her sphincter hovered in Roy's face. He slowly lapped her puckered brown hole, which tasted salty and sour. "Oh yes baby lick Mommy's ass." His tongue snaked its way inside of her rectum, until the tip of his tongue met the rough edge of a turd that was hiding deep in her bowels. He swirled his tongue, lubricating the walls of her shit tunnel. Martha held her breath and pushed the turd forward, while Roy watched as her puckered asshole opened, and the brown log revealed itself. He welcomed her steaming shit into his mouth, as it slid out of her poop tunnel. Martha sat up and held the end of her turd, "Suck my log like it's a big brown cock." Roy obeyed his head bobbed back and forth on her turd. It melted in his mouth; he swallowed then sucked it more. Her log slowly shrunk with each pass until there was only a small piece left. Martha slid the last piece of her shit onto Roy's tongue he sucked on it as if it was a piece of candy dissolving, until it was gone. Martha's cunt throbbed, as she looked down at the bulge in Roy's panties. She thought herself, god I need to be fucked so bad, it has been years, but he is my son I don't know what to do? A fire burned deep inside of her pussy, her swollen clit ached more with every heartbeat. She stared at Roy dressed in girls lingerie, wearing make up, with a streak of shit on his chin and around his lips. "Roy do you want to be my good sissy boy forever?" "Yes Mommy, pleasing you is the only thing that makes me happy, I was depressed before I started licking your feet, now I have a purpose and something to look forward too. I never want this to end, I want to be yours forever and ever." Choked up with emotion her eyes welled up with tears, and a squirt of pussy juice spurted from her cunt. "Are you OK, Mommy?" She sniffled and wiped away the tears, "Yes baby I feel the same way, I never new you could make me feel so happy and complete. Your are my little darling, since we both feel the same way I want to ask you something" "You can ask me anything, I love you with all my heart" A Shiver ran up her spine, as more juice squirted from her cunt, "Do you want want to stick your pee pee inside of Mommy?" His eyes locked with hers, he realized he stopped breathing, he took a deep and breath and replied, "Yes, I wana put it in you Mommy. I always thought it was wrong and felt ashamed." He rested his head on her lap; Martha felt his teardrop running dripping down her thighs and into her pussy. Martha watched him as he knelt between her and pulled down his panties. His smooth seven-inch cock stood erect. He wiggled his hips position himself between Martha's chunky thighs, and slowly slid his shaft inside her. His eyes rolled back in ecstasy, as his mother's warm wet pussy swallowed his young manhood. The head of his cock became hotter the deeper he pushed. She lifted her legs in the air resting her feet on his shoulders the motion of the cosmos washed over them, his hips began to sway thrusting his cock in and out of his Mommy's wet cave. Bouncing forward," OH, yeah baby, fuck Mommy good!" He pushed faster and deeper inside of her. Juice oozed from her swollen vulva, dripping onto the carpet. His balls tightened, his cock throbbed, and he continued to pound her harder until loosing control of himself. He slamming his Mother's pussy, until he started to cum, he felt one spurt after another filling his Mother's cunt it seemed like eternity, and Martha felt like she was filled with a gallon of cum, as she came along with him. Her fat belly jiggled as one orgasm after another, shook her being. Roy collapsed on her, out of breath, and dripping with sweat. Martha lifted his head, and pulled him close, looking into his eyes; she kissed his plump young lips. A slow passionate kiss ensued between Mother and son. After a few minutes of adoring kisses, Roy broke away from her lips, "Mommy I have to pee." Martha smiled, and reached into the bag that she brought home from work, and removed a matching pink leash and clipped it onto Roy's collar, "OK, Mommy will take you for a walk so you can go pee pee." She stood up, put on her robe, as Roy got down on all fours, still wearing his pink baby doll without panties, his limp cock dangled between his legs. He followed his mother on all fours, to the back door, and outside. She led him to middle of the yard, "This looks like a good spot for you to go." He squatted like a female dog and relaxed his bladder. He felt relief as the stream of pee flowed. A little stream of pee hit Martha's foot, she smacked him on the butt, "Keep your pee away from my feet, or I will spank you again." Roy smiled, and straightened up, and finished his business without any other accidents. "Good boy lets go back in the house." She led the way.