All characters are over eighteen. This story explores incest and scat themes
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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.
