Mama's Boy 1 (Fm, fm, Ff, anal, Oral, Fem Dom)
by Osric134



Veronica Stewart was a very beautiful, big and sexy woman. She
oozed sex from every pore and men all but dribbled in her
presence when they gazed longingly at her tall, curvy frame. She
had large, firm breast that she liked to show off in all those
low-cut tops she always seemed to wear. Her slim waist tapered
into sexily curving hips, her bottom was full and round with
meaty cheeks that squirmed as she walked under those tight
skirts. Her legs was long and solid, with smooth flawless skin
and superbly shaped calves. Men had walked into doors and lamp
posts looking at her arse and legs.
The only thing was that she was a total evil bitch who delighted
in making men squirm. Ever since she had been hurt by Tony's
father leaving her for that little clinging slut all those years
ago, she had set out to torture and destroy any man who darkened
her door, even her own son was not immune to her cruelty, though
she had darker reason for that.
She belittled him constantly, undermined him with his school and
his last few remaining friends until he had none. She kept
hammering at his self confidence by telling him he couldn't...,
he was unable... and even that he was worthless, all from an
early age. He grew up desperately trying to please her and
failing miserably.
Now, at fifteen, Tony stayed away from people, had no friends
because he didn't trust them and always asked his mother what he
should do when someone told him something at school.
"No, I don't think you should talk to that girl. She's from a
very bad family and they'll lead you astray!" she told him once
when a girl tried to make friends with him.
Nowadays she gave him advice on what she thought he should do,
should say, making sure that whatever she told him went right
into his psyche. The boy came to realise that she was the only
one he could believe, could trust.
Veronica was delighted. Now she had a male who she could
completely control and she did, constantly, from what he should
wear to whose company he should keep and what he should talk
about. She controlled his every thought by proxy, the boy telling
her that he sometimes heard her telling him things in his head.
She was delighted when those things were exactly the sort of
things she actually would say, meaning that she was deep in his
psyche.
Veronica lay in bed at night, stroking herself and thinking about
he son's total obedience. It really turned her on in a twisted
way, and since she didn't get any cock any more she used her toys
to bring herself off while bathed in thought of her son's total
domination.

Tony sat in his college with his books, studying. He was a
longer, had been for many years since he was young and those boys
bullied him. His mother said it was because he was smarter than
them and he could see that now. All of them getting very low
marks.
Tony liked to study. It pleased his mother very much and she was
always giving him things when he pleased her. The last time she
had given him a bike, the new model mountain bike he had longed
for. He swooned, bathed in warmth and love for his mother. The
teen knew he would do whatever she said, whatever she told him,
no matter how wrong or improper it seemed to him.
He remembered hearing her pleasing herself with her toys at
night. He had been puzzled at first, but she had explained to him
that she was a full-blooded, sexual woman who needed love and
lot's of sex to satisfy her needs. As she no longer trusted men
she only used toys now.
It made him feel strange thinking about her like that, his cock
always got hard and he felt ashamed. In his head his mother shook
her head at him, 'tutting' at him.
"Never keep secrets from me!" she scolded.
He knew that as soon as he got home he would have to tell her
about his... Hards.

Veronica was intrigued. She even smiled at the young man standing
before her.
"So, you think you are in love with me?" she asked him again,
"HA!!"
The young man looked nervous and kept looking at his shoes.
"You're just a few short years older than my teenage son and half
as handsome, what could you do for me?" she sneered.
The boy's shoulders slumped further, if at all possible and she
could swear she heard a sob from him. She laughed and pushed him
out of her office.
"Get out and don't bring your poppy 'I love you' nonsense to me
again you unmitigated wimp!!" she shouted, letting the whole
office know what he had told her. The young man blushed with
shame and ran down the corridor crying.
Veronica laughed and went back into her office, feeling her
juices flowing and her panties soaked. She locked the door and
retrieved the thick vibrator she kept in her locked desk drawer.
Soon he would suit her needs.

When Tony got home Veronica smiled at that look on his face, it
said he had something to tell her that embarrassed him greatly.
Against she felt herself getting wet as she held out her arms to
him and hugged the simmering boy to her large, firm breasts.
"Mummy?" he almost sobbed into her smooth cleavage, "I did a bad
thing today."
"What is it Baby, what have you done?" she cooed, excited by her
son's distress.
"I... I heard you doing... you know... last night..." he
stammered.
"No Dear, I don't know. Tell me!" she said smiling and enjoying
her son's discomfort.
"Well... You were... Masturbating!" he blurted out, his face
going deep red and she could see he wanted to run away like she
had made that young man do today.
"Yes dear," she smiled, "Mummy like to please herself at night.
You know that! What else?"
"Well... I, err... I got... Well... An erection!" he finally
said, turning his face away from her in shame.
She laughed out loud and held his chin, turning his face back to
hers. She smiled at him evilly and stroked his cheek.
"That's my good boy, always telling Mummy the truth." she cooed,
"So Mummy's Baby likes listening to his Mummy rubbing herself
off?"
"Err... I... " he couldn't bring himself to say it.
"Well?" she pushed, wanting to hear him say the word that already
had her hot and leaking into her already soaked panties for the
second time that day.
"Yes Mummy, I'm sorry Mummy!" he sobbed, his mother smiling
widely and hugging he face back into those firm smooth breasts
again.
"There, there Baby!" she said, soothing him, "Mummy is very proud
of you for telling her the truth, no matter how painful it is or
how embarrassing."
She laughed softly. His humiliation was complete, he got hard
listening to his own mother masturbating in the night. That made
her feel so hot and turned on. She wanted more, she wanted him to
suffer even more.
She lifted his face up to hers and stared into his pretty brown
eyes, eyes much like his father's. She smiled at him.
"Give Mummy a little kiss?" she whispered, knowing that he didn't
like her 'little kisses'.
He blushed again and pouted for her, closing his eyes with shame.
Veronica smiled and then pressed her big, soft lips against his,
pressing harder and forcing his apart with her long, skilled
tongue, sliding it into his mouth in a long wet kiss that lasted
for ages. She could feel his arousal as he tried to keep his his
from hers, the bulge in his pants still touching her even though
his hips were cocked back. She moaned into his mouth, tonguing
the boy harder, deeper, revelling in the forbidden kiss.
She pushed him away and stood back, watching him and admiring the
large bulge in his loose trousers.
"He must have quite a cock in there," she thought, "I must take
it out and look at it very soon."
She trailed her hand down his chest all the way to his bulge,
trailing her hand across it and causing the boy a sharp intake of
breath. But he stood his ground as she had taught him, letting
her touch him.
"You're growing into quite a handsome young man." she told him,
"I'll have to have a serious discussion with you about sex. And
maybe a little demonstration too"
The boy was red as a beetroot, embarrassed by her unmotherly
affection. She turned him and patted his firm little bottom,
sending him off to do his homework.
She would play with him some more later. Maybe even humiliating
him further.

When Tony had prepared for bed, Veronica came to his bedroom and
walked straight in. The boy was accustomed to her doing this, he
had no privacy with her. She caught him still with his towel
wrapped around his waist.
He waited for her, not wanting to remove the towel while she was
standing there.
Veronica walked around him, dressed only in her extremely short,
filmy pink nightie that left nothing to the imagination. Her
large, firm breasts plainly on show through the gauzy material
and her plump, hairless pussy bulging under her smooth, flat
belly. She reached out and trailed a hand over his smooth young
skin, feeling a strange stirring in her loins. Her pussy
clutching as it leaked down her muscular thighs.
"Such a good boy." she said softly, walking around to cup his
chin. "Such an obedient boy. You are obedient aren't you Baby?"
"Yes Mummy!" he said without hesitation, his cock stirring when
he saw the trail of slick juices coating his mother's inner
thighs and her overpowering smells of arousal reached his nose.
"I know Baby, I know!" she said, stroking his cheek.
She leaned forward and kissed him, slipping her tongue into his
mouth.
He moaned, delighting her. She pulled away and reached down,
grabbing the towel and pulling it away smoothly. The boy forced
himself to stand still, his cock springing up in the air to point
at her.
"Oh God!" she gasped.
She had never realised that her son had so much cock, it was
huge. She nearly missed seeing his face turn deep red with shame
at his exposure, the boy wanting nothing but to fall into the
earth to hide his shame.
Veronica calmed herself and laughed heartily, bring deeper colour
to her son's face.
"Well, well, well!" she chuckled, "It looks like my little boy is
all hot and bothered about letting his Mummy see his willie, eh?"
"S... Sorry M... Mummy. I couldn't help it..." he started crying.
Veronica was delighted, she stepped up to him, pulling him into
her arms and hugging his face into her firm breasts. She sighed
as she felt his surprisingly large cock press up against her
crotch, rubbing between the slippery lips.
"Ahhhhh!" she gasped, gently stroking her son's hair. "Good boy!
Good boy!"
She sent him off to bed, but not before a long, deep kiss, his
cock clamped between her thighs.
Back in her room she stuffed the thick dildo in and out of her
juicy hole, the thing smaller than her own son's cock.
"Oh Baby, my Baby!" she moaned.

Simon Mitchum stood before her, trembling in terror and looking
at the floor. She felt a thrill coursing through her sexy body,
anticipating what she was about to do.
The young man was the same height as her son, the same build. She
could easily believe that it was him standing here.
"What is this I hear about you bad-mouthing my around the
office?" she said coldly, forcing fury into her voice.
The boy's eyes shot up, staring at her in puzzlement and terror.
"No... Nothing, I said nothing, please... I swear... I never
said...." he was really frightened.
"Liar!" she stormed, "I was told that you were talking, saying
how I let you touch me!"
The boy was apopletic, almost freaking out in panic at the lie
she had manufactured.
"Oh God! No.. Oh God!" he started crying, covering his face with
his hands.
She stepped forwards and patted them away, grabbing his chin and
staring into his eyes. All she saw there was terror and a quiet
surrender.
"Excellent!" she thought.
She pushed him to his knees and lifted her short skirt, exposing
her juicy crotch to his startled eyes.
"You'll learn to obey me or suffer!" she said and pressed his
face into her pussy.

Tony sat in school looking at the black board, white board now.
The very pretty blonde girl next to him was looking at him and he
was ignoring her, knowing that she was another slut like his
mother had warned him about. His mother had told him that any
girl who pushed herself at you was a Slut and they would give him
a disease.
"Stewart?" she said, nudging him.
He turned and looked at her.
"What?"
She recoiled slightly at his cold, snapping reply.
"Can I borrow your pencil sharpener please?" she asked.
He knew that was not what she wanted and that this was just a
pretext to getting close to him. He sighed and handed it to her
dropping it on the desk without touching her hand. She stared at
him and shook her head, obviously she was frustrated by his
negative attitude towards her. He felt superior and ignored her,
concentrating on the lesson.
At break he sat alone in the class, reading his notes and
thinking about his mother in her filmy nightie. He could see her
in it now, her nakedness underneath, her plump hairless pussy
leaking down her thighs and her musky smell.
He shook his head, knowing that he would have to tell her
everything that evening. He flushed with shame, feeling his cock
finally shrinking.

Veronica was so turned on as she watched her son eating his
dinner. He had admitted to feeling hot when she had come into his
room the previous night. She felt herself getting excited,
juicing her panties. She had sat at her desk today and had that
weak young man at her feet, eating her pussy. He spent two hours
down there under the desk, lapping her juicy slit until she
orgasmed hard twice. She had forced him to go slow, enjoying
every minute of it. She smiled at the boy across from her,
thinking about how big he had grown without her really noticing.
She stood behind him as he washed the wares, gently fondling his
buttocks as he worked. She stepped behind him and hugged him,
stroking his chest and belly with her hands. Tony groaned, his
knees shaking as she reached down to grasp his crotch, amused at
how aroused he was.
"Baby, are you getting excited because of Mummy?" she whispered
into his ear.
He whimpered a weak affirmative and tried to keep washing the
plates.
Veronica laughed and gripped the boy's thick cock in her hand
through the boy's shorts. He moaned and pulled back a little,
trying to escape her grip. She blocked him with her body,
pressing her breasts and hips against him.
"Oooooh! You feel really nice Baby, Mummy's getting very
excited!" she cooed into his ear, "You don't mind if Mummy plays
with it do you, hmm?"
"Ugh! N.. No Mummy!" he squeaked, thrilling her.
She freed him, forcing his shorts down around his thighs, cupping
his large balls in one delighted hand. She moaned into his ear
and gently stroked his rather large teen cock.
"So big!" she cooed, "Mummy's Baby has such a big cock. Mummy's
going to have to stroke it for you!"
The boy whimpered again.
"Do you ever stroke it Baby? Hmm?" she asked him, "Do you lay in
bed at night rubbing your lovely cock?"
"Y... Yes Mummy!" he moaned.
"You naughty boy!" she laughed, "What do you think about when you
touch it?"
The boy quivered, and gave a weak sob, obviously not wanting to
tell her.
"Tell me Baby, tell Mummy what it is that gets you off!" she
coaxed.
"Please...!" he begged.
"Say it!" she demanded.
"You." he moaned feebly, “I think of you!”
Veronica laughed and laughed, thrilled that her own weak
simmering boy was turned on by his own Mummy, her pussy leaking
down her thighs. She bit his ear, stroking his cock and fondling
his big balls. She enjoyed his discomfort and his thick cock
throbbing in her hand. She revelled in the monster in her hand,
bigger than her largest dildo, bigger than his father's cock
even.
"Oh Baby, it's so big, so hard." she said into his ear again, "So
nice and stiff, it would make Mummy so very happy... to fuck
you!"
"ARRGHH!" he yelled, his balls clenching in her hand, his cock
throbbing and jumping in her strong grip. His sperm shot out onto
the window, thick gloss of copious cum covering large areas,
there was so much of it.
Veronica was amazed and pleased. She had broken her boy
completely now, taken him to a completely new dimension.

Continued...



  
Mama's Boy 1