Super Moms Need Cock Too : Desperate Mothers

by Tori Westwood

I’m in the midst of a dry spell in my five-hundredth year on the planet.  I’ve been through a lot in my time.  Marriages, divorces, bereavements; you name it.  One thing I’ve never experienced though is a taboo sexual encounter with my own son.  Read as I use my super-vision to spy on Connor before venturing into his bedroom to claim him and discovering that he’s super too!

Excerpt:

My mouth fell open.  “You’re a supe?!”

Connor nodded.  “And I’m guessing you’re The Lioness.”

I couldn’t say anything.  Everything was falling into place—or at least I thought it was.

“So that means …” I began, looking to the screen.

“It’s just a fantasy of mine,” Connor shrugged.

He stared at my breasts and then down at my jeans.  I crossed my legs.  “Are you looking now?”

Connor stared up at my eyes.  “You’re looking at me too.”

He was right.  I could see his big, joyous cock squashed in his pants.  Fuck, it was hard.  I hadn’t seen one up close in so long.

“These clothes seem kind of pointless then,” I laughed.

“The Lioness sees all.  I guess, what, that that makes The Cub?”

I started to laugh.  “You need something more intimidating.”

“The Lion?”

“People will talk,” I teased, taking a step towards him.

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“So, are you going to let me finish?” Connor asked, pointing back to his computer.

“That depends,” I said, fiddling with his t-shirt.  “Are you going to let me start?”

Connor took a deep breath.  “Take off your shirt.  I’m looking under it anyway.”

I twisted my mouth in a grin and then pulled my white t-shirt up over my head and tossed it back on the floor.  I reached behind and unclasped my bra, but Connor was already staring at my tits before they were revealed to him.

“I—I’ve never done anything with a super before,” I confessed.  “We don’t play well.”

“Then this’ll be a first for both of us,” Connor said.

“You’ve never done a super before?” I asked.

“I’ve never been with anyone before.”

“Honey,” I hushed, holding his cheek.  “You want Mommy as your first.”

Connor nodded and closed his eyes against my touch.  “I’d like that.”

“I guess I don’t have to worry about my grip being too hard?” I asked, toying with the waist of his pants.

“I don’t think so.”

Connor fell against me and started to kiss my neck and I unfastened his jeans.  I couldn’t make the buttons go through the little eyelets fast enough.  In my frustration I quickly tore his pants wide open, leaving only his boxer-shorts to tackle.

Connor looked down at what had just happened, and he started to laugh.  “You’re eager, huh.”

“You’re telling me you’re not?”

Connor grinned.

“Come and suck my tits,” I told him.  “I wanna feel what it’s like to have a supe on me.”

“Me next,” Connor said, and he dropped his face to my breasts and fed them into his mouth.

He started to suck on me like a babe in arms.  I stroked his hair and wondered how it was that Connor was the only superhero out of all my progeny, but I didn’t have time to explore the notion.  Connor was quickly giving me a sensation like no other.

See, superheroes can just do every physical thing better.  They grip tighter, move faster, thrust faster and suck harder.

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About the Author

Hey!
I write those dirty, taboo, incest stories that you have to read in secret.  The kind that get you hot and weak at the knees.  They're wrong, but oh-so right!
I enjoy writing them as much as you enjoy reading them, and I think that comes across in my descriptive, explicit style.
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Tori


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