An Erotocracy Tale
AUTHOR’S NOTE: All characters are fictional and over 18. Everything here is pure fantasy. Don’t try it at home.
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Mother Domes Code of Conduct
Our laws are simple but specific. Serious or repeated violations can result in banishment.
1. Sexual relationships are ONLY allowed between biological females (Mothers),their biological male offspring (Sons), and Clones of either. Relations between Mothers, between Sons, and between Clones are also allowed.
2. Before taking up residence, the Mother must be willing to become subordinate to her Son in all matters except those few listed herein.
3. Relationships may be closed, in which sexual activity is limited to a Mother and her a Son exclusively. However, know that most mother-son couples in the Mother Domes have some type of open relationship. A closed relationship may be opened via public notice by the Son.
4. CIS males must be married to their Mother. If not, they must be formally adopted by and married to another Mother followed by a public sexual ceremony within 90 days.
5. Sons have all rights to pierce, tattoo, collar, or otherwise mark their Mother’s body.
6. Mothers may be temporarily exchanged between Sons to be used for any purpose
7. Public nudity is not required but is strongly encouraged.
8. Public sexual activity is legal and strongly encouraged.
9. Sexualized dress of Mothers is strongly encouraged. Mothers shall dress in accordance with their Son’s commands.
10. Public sexual acts may be recorded and transmitted for the pleasure of other Dome residents.
11. Use of pheromones and mind control drugs on Mothers is legal as long as no permanent harm results.
12. Touching, groping, kissing, fingering or asking for fellatio from a Mother in public is permitted with her Son’s permission.
13. Rape of a Mother is legal with (1) her Son’s advance permission and (2) use of memory erasure drugs. Under no circumstances is permanent physical or psychological harm to come to a Mother.
14. Mothers may be repeatedly impregnated by their biological Son or by a Son he approves.
15. For those with the financial means, genetic alteration and mental conditioning of Mothers is encouraged for maximum enhancement of sexual appetite and physical desirability. The Son will bear all costs. Sons may also alter themselves for their Mother’s enjoyment.
17. Mothers must participate in lesbian activities. Mothers must provided video and photographic proof of performing at least one orgasm-inducing cunnilingus on another Mother each quarter.
18. When a Son ejaculates into his Mother, she must directly receive his sperm into her womb. Condoms are prohibited. Other birth control remedies are legal.
19. Mothers must complete 10 days of continuing education each year. Mandatory core classes include: MILF Makeup, Slut Dress, Submissiveness, Voyeurism I got that familiar tingle.
Soon now. We all listened to the wonderful gurgles that only a deep, desperate throatfucking slut can make. The other women all watched in wonder at the motherly cocksucking Eryaman Escort miracle before them, an expert demonstrating her art. Her movements, her sounds, the sway of her ass, the swish of her hair. The rolling motion of her kissable pink lips as my cock stretched them. The fat liquid drops from her drenched pussy splattering onto the floor.
It was an nothing less than an obscene symphony.
Any moment now! I squeezed Sally’s tits and tugged on her nipples. My toes tensed. For ten amazing minutes, every inch of my meat pistoned up and down Sally’s sweet milf throat over and over.
Finally I could take no more. I grunted.
I exploded into lovely Mrs. Sally Gardinier’s mouth.
She smiled and swallowed and gulped as I pulsed shot after shot. And when I thought I finally was done, she just kept sucking!
But much more gently. With her hands gently rubbing my ball sack. With the care only a loving mother could give. The encore began.
She knew there was more to be extracted. She was still cum-hungry and she would not be denied.
And of course she was right – finally, gloriously, pulling out of me yet another cumshot – the one that comes from way down, deep in the very bottom of one’s soul and makes you feel that you’ll die right there, happy.
In a perfect climax to her performance, she loosened her perfect motherly lips – just right, just a bit – during my last hard pulse, to let a small rope of cum escape her mouth and splash across her nose, forehead, and sunglasses.
Magnificent.
She bobbed lightly on me a few moments more until I stopped twitching and began breathing again, then remained perfectly quiet and still, cock and mouth still mated.
Perfectly subservient.
I pulled up her chin. My snake slipped free from her mouth and slid wetly down her cheek, streaking her blush. We looked into each other’s eyes. Staring at me and smiling sweetly, she opened her mouth to show the prize I gave her and then gulped it down and licked her lips, searching for any escaped droplets.
I pulled the tiny woman up to my lap, facing away from me. The sun streaming into the room lit up her body. A sheen of sweat beaded on her. She stretched back against my chest, and with the sun on her pretty cum-splashed face she spread her legs up and wide apart. Her spiked heels pointed into the air so her small smooth, pretty pussy would also shine bright in the morning light.
Taking off her pink glasses, Jak’s mom made a noisy show of licking them clean of sperm, mewling like a little hungry kitten before putting them back on. The tiny skirt presented no obstacle; my hands had easy and full access to her sunlit tits and cunt and warm, cum-filled tummy which I patted and rubbed. It now sloshed and bulged just a bit.
“What a good motherly fucktoy you are Sally! Such a good girl!” Legs still in the air, she lay her head back sweetly under my chin and clutched my neck. I complimented her talents and kissed her on the forehead and explored her pussy with my fingers as it dripped. “You took my jizz into your body perfectly, little whore. I’m going to let Jak know what a Eryaman Escort Bayan wonderful mother he has!” Her eyes lit up under her sperm-and-saliva streaked sunglasses and she smiled brightly. I held her tight against me, twisting her nipples between my fingers and making her whimper and grunt.
Her little body, stretched back on my lap and glowing in the sun, glistened with sweat and sperm and cuntjuice.
It was incestuous Sally who now needed relief.
Crawling on hands and knees, gorgeous asses in the air, my slutmothers moved between our legs and pressed both of their tongues into the wetness of Jak’s mother’s pussy to gift her with her her own orgasms. She had earned it.
And in my book that’s a decent start to a birthday.
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My Birthday Afternoon: Mothers’ Milk Massage
For the afternoon, my slutmothers had reserved a private massage for me. I was scheduled to spend a couple of hours there before we three would take our usual afternoon fucknap, then head out in the evening to dinner where I would get birthday cards and cake and my slutmothers would dance with me and we would enjoy god-knows-what decadence. They licked up the wet mess where Sally’s cunt had dripped all over the floor while I showered.
My reservation was at a popular local establishment called Mother’s Milk. It is staffed by slutmoms like my own, but have been impregnated by their sons. (There are any number of fetish occupations that a pregnant Mother might engage in.) As their bellies grow, their Sons might receive generous offers from those who wished to have fun with them. After all, there is always a demand from Sons who enjoy the unique joy in fucking round, soft, baby-filled mommies. These wonderful creatures are known as Breds.
The Breds who staffed Mother’s Milk generally did so only for a short time – specifically during the time they were in lactation. The shop was closed to other customers this afternoon; I would be the only client, with the entire staff dedicated to my milk massage.
This time I told my sex-obsessed slutmothers to stay at home. And no fucking each other! They would get no cock this afternoon, and no more pussy other than Sally’s. I wanted them well-rested and ready for me to use tonight!
At the masseuse, I laid back in a warm, form-fitting tub. I was nude except for a thin, sheer cloth over my waist. Three very lovely Breds poured baby oil into their palms and began to rub my toned body. They went slowly and methodically, in no hurry, cooing happily at me and at one another as they worked their magic on my muscles. Each one looked to be about 40 years old, wearing the distinctive fuzzy white Mother’s Milk collar with the “MMM” logo on their necks. Colleen, a lovely redhead with long curls and expressive eyes, massaged my left side slowly and lovingly. Occasionally her crimson fingernails raked over my skin, leaving light scratches. She would feign surprise at her “clumsiness” and bend over and lightly kiss the scratches. Her protruding 7-month belly was topped by a pair of gorgeous breasts, perfectly firm, and nipples pierced with diamond-tipped Escort Eryaman barbells.
Meanwhile the second Bred, Tabitha, worked my legs and feet, She seemed to enjoy playing a bimbo role, with her platinum blond hair styled up in sexy long pigtails and thick gold hoops through her ears and nipples. Her thick blowjob lips looked awesome, her skin was tanned deeply, and despite the pretty bulging belly and swollen tits, her skin showed absolutely no sign of stretch or blemish. Her blue eyes were bright and she had big, dark areola that contrasted with the nipple rings. An incredible creature, just weeks away from delivering. With her hands were so warm and firm; I could feel any tension I had melt away.
Georgiana worked my right side, her fingers twisting playfully through my chest hair and over my tummy. She said she was about three weeks from delivery. She had to stand on a small stool in order to reach me properly. She had a great smile and a little button nose. Her dark brown hair was fairly short and she was extremely attractive in an naïve, innocent mother-next-door sort of way. But that impression contrasted sharply with the “Victor’s Cumwhore” tattoo written in elegant black script on her left breast – I couldn’t miss it. Her naked jugs rolled back and forth on my chest as she worked, her nipples growing hard and shiny from the rubbing action and the oils. The sight was electrifying – had I been her Son I know I would have kept this creature thoroughly fucked.
Tabitha walked around behind Georgiana. With both hands she began squeezing Georgiana’s left tit, and soon warm milk was dripping onto me. Colleen got into a squeezing rhythm, and soon the titflesh was flowing freely with sweet mother milk. Colleen then took her coworker’s right breast and began the same process. It only took a few moments. Georgiana’s milk began to pool in the tub around me.
Tabitha then moved behind Colleen and began the process all over. Now there were four fountains of mother milk flowing onto me and around me. It didn’t take long for Tabitha to add to the flow. Six fat, hard nipples spewed their wonderful nourishment onto me.
All three lovely, incestuous mothers smiled and made small talk as they worked, telling me about their Masters – their Sons – and asking me about my own familial arrangement. The sweet scent of their various perfumes danced and mingled in the cool air as I told them proudly about my wanton Slutmother and her eager hypersexual clone Young Slutmother. Three pregnant bellies and six fat tits bounced excitedly above me as I described in detail some of the nasty things I did to them. I told them about both of my women’s love of getting on their knees in public and taking my cum all over their faces. Colleen cooed at me to be careful not to get the three of them too excited, and that I should close my eyes and relax. I could not despite myself – especially after Tabitha hotly described her situation. Her decadence was being owned by not one but two of her sons, and that she did not know by which one she had conceived as she was often required to take the cum from both of their cocks deep into her mothercunt at the same time. She was extremely proud that her sons had lovingly taken the time to train her to become skilled in taking both of them into any hole or holes at the same time. I complemented her dedication. Despite myself, my mind wandered and I started to harden.