Mummy Sucks Me Dry - mom son sex

Dearest Mummy; Now that it is time for me to come home from summer camp, I wanted to write you this letter while I still have the nerve. I am really scared about all of the things that you said I would have to do when I got home from camp, and I am worried about all of the things that you have been doing to me. I remember the last time I came home from camp. When you picked me up at the station, you literally smothered me with hugs and kisses, even putting your tongue down my throat. Then, you made me sit next to you in the front seat of your car, while you rubbed my crotch and pressed your breasts into my arm. I was so embarrassed. I tried to sit away from you, but you told me that you would spank me if I didn't do as I was told. You told me that you missed your "squirt-factory" very badly and you couldn't wait to fall back into our old routine. Since I was now 18 years old, I should have lots of "little boy juice" for mummy to feed on. I lived in dread for this moment as I knew that I would not be able to resist your advances. You had somehow grown addicted to the taste of the sweet white cum that you had been milking from my little weanie, since as long as I could remember. You brushed one of your breasts against my arm and asked if I would massage it for you as you drove us to your house. I said that I didn't think that I should, but you said, "Be a good little boy, Jimmy and do as your told." "Yes mummy", I said. You said, "Mummy knows best, so I want you to gently rub Mummy's blouse all around her right breast." I did as I was told. "Now I want you to undo the buttons on Mummy's blouse, and gently reach inside and rub your hand all over mummy's breast and nipple." "Yes mummy." I noticed that your breathing was getting ragged as you said, "That's a good little boy, Jimmy; now I want you to unclasp the front of mummy's brassiere and rub mummy's nipple and make it stiff." I protested and said, "Mummy, please don't make me touch your breast, besides my weanie is getting stiff and starting to hurt." "Don't worry about that, you naughty little boy, Mummy will see to that stiffness later." Luckily, we arrived at the house before you made me do more. When we got to your house, you told me to come sit down with you so that we could visit; then you sat on the couch and made me put my head in your lap. As soon as I had done so, you asked if I was ready for my first feeding. I couldn't believe it. I am not a baby, you know. You undid your blouse and unsnapped one side of your nursing bra to feed me your milk. I didn't want to, but you forced your stiff nipple into my mouth and made me suck on you. Then you said, "I'll bet your weanie is a lot longer and bigger and fatter than when you went away to camp; and I'll bet your naughty little testicles are just full of that sweet juice that mummy needs so badly and wants to drain from your little feeder, aren't they?" "Please mummy, don't empty me", I begged. It was no use. "Now be a good little boy for mummy. You know how good it feels when I am done with you, now don't you? Just stand in front of me while I undo your belt and pull your pants to your knees. I'll be done with you before you know it." You stood me in front of you, and I obediently watched as you pulled my pants to my knees and licked your lips in anticipation of your first sweet feed in weeks. There was nothing I could do. There was no point in resisting because I knew that you would have your way in the end. A euphoric, glazed look came over your face as you slowly gobbled and gulped my entire limp hose down your gullet. I knew that it would soon grow to its fully aroused state within minutes of being engulfed by your loving and hungry mouth. You pumped my shaft with both hands as you said, "Now be a good little boy for mummy and let me have all of your sweet load. Just relax while I milk you and drain you. This will only take a minute." I knew that you would probably want to suck this first load to the very last squirt, but it was the next load and the next and the next that I was worried about. Sometimes, you liked to pump my seeds onto your face or breasts, and then scrape up the goo with your fingers to savor the ejaculate. Sometimes you would simply wake me during the night when it was time for your fix. Sometimes you would not even bother to wake me. You would just latch onto my spigot for your meal. Afterwards, you must have felt badly for me because you told me that it was time for my bath. As you took me to the bathroom and ran my bath, I couldn't help but notice when you leaned over several times that you were wearing no panties under your long loose skirt. You had on only black stockings and a garter belt. Once, you caught me staring, spanked me; and told me that I would be punished for trying to look up Mummy's dress. I must admit that you give a lovely bath. You washed me everywhere, making sure that my weanie and bum were clean. Your udders must have filled up while you were bathing me, because you gave me another feeding of milk during my bath. When you were done with me, you got me out of the bath and dried me off. Then you said that it was time to be punished for looking up your dress. You made me lie down on the floor while you stood over me. You turned, moved, and bent over to try to tease me; then, you said that if I really wanted to look up Mummy's dress, I might as well feed on your cunnie. You slowly squatted down over my face, spread your honeyed lips apart, and placed your clitoris in my mouth. You almost smothered me. You lifted my head into your most private parts and made me lick you. I was so embarrassed. You kept saying dirty things to me like "suck Mummy's clit, suck it". " That's right, be a good little boy and do as your told." While you were cooking dinner and standing at the stove, you made me get down on my hands and knees and lick your vagina under your dress, as you cooked. Then you made me sit at the table to eat as you got down on your hands and knees under the table to latch onto me again for your squirt. You took me into the bedroom, tucked me in and then went to change into your nightie. I fell asleep and I don't remember much about staying the night at your house, Mummy; except that you woke me several times through the night for your feeding, and I think you made me give your vagina another sucking. Maybe you should write and tell me what else happened. Your loving son, Jimmy.

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