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“That’s my good boy. So many more pleasures await you. Forbidden pleasures. The ones no one fulfilled for you. The ones you had to keep to yourself because no one would understand. And now they’re going to come true. Let Mother take care of you.”

Something firm presses against the only doorway in the lower half of my body. I struggle to relax myself to enjoy the moment.

Mother speaks the truth. What I hope she has planned for me is something I’ve seen acted out in porn movies or in pictures in a magazine. But always, I had to keep those secret desires to myself.

My hole opens with only mild discomfort as a firm tip enters. I gasp and embrace the sensation of being penetrated.

Mother continues, a little at a time, pushing what I assume is a strap-on deeper inside until the front of her sticky body rests against the back of mine, her bare nipples pressing against my skin.

“Very good, John. Who takes care of you, John?”

“Mother,” I moan.

“What will you do for Mother?”

“Anything.”

“Mmm. Good boy.” She slips a hand around my hips and clutches my rock-hard erection. “This right now is your time. Enjoy it.” With a satin grip, she strokes my entire length.

My body shakes and trembles from the intense pleasure in my groin. I don’t want the bliss to end, but my balls threaten to release.

“That’s not how we’re going to end this, John,” Mother whispers in my ear. Her hand withdraws, and I’m left disappointed for only a moment.

Then her hips start moving. Ever so slowly at first, allowing my body time to adjust to the foreign object inside an orifice that’s only used to things going out.

Each inward push touches a spot never pleasured before. Where has this heaven been my entire life? With my body melting into the motion, Mother picks up her pace and deepens the pressure.

I exist in a suspended instant that lasts forever and a second at the same time. My dick and balls pulse before a surge of semen shoots from me like a wet, sloppy cannonball. The deep guttural sound that emanates from my throat is as foreign to me as the powerful orgasm I never knew existed.

My body hangs completely limp in the afterglow.

“How was that, John?” Mother’s soft fingers find the clasps at my ankles and then my wrists, releasing me to fall back into her arms.

“I just glimpsed Paradise.” Something that feels that sweet can’t be wrong. Those who label it taboo are just jealous they haven’t found someone willing to fulfill their every need the way Mother takes care of mine.

She helps me wobble to the bed and lays me down. That other-earthly red glow shines in her eyes. “Yes, John. Continue to do as Mother directs, and you’ll experience every pleasure imaginable. Sleep now. A busy day awaits you tomorrow.”

My eyes close at her bidding, my body content to drift off knowing Mother is pleased with me.

What could she possibly have planned for the next day that would top this?

6

Monday

I awake to soft hands sliding up my legs. Mother’s head nestles between my thighs. My dick’s as hard as a rock. It throbs so much it hurts. I need her to touch it and bring me some relief.

“My John is so tense.” She runs her hands up and down the sensitive skin from my knees up to my groin.

My balls jerk up inside me with every stroke.

“We need to release your first load for the day so you have some stamina for what comes later.”

Her warm tongue teases the tip of my hard cock.

“Please,” I beg.

“I don’t know who you’re talking to,” Mother whispers.

“Mother, please.”

“Please what?”

“Take care of me.”

“Are you mine, John?”

“Yes, Mother.”

“Mother always takes care of those who belong to her. Who owns you, John?”

I buck my hips towards her in desperation, my trembling body requiring deliverance from the ache consuming my groin. “You do, Mother.”

“Oh, that’s my good boy, John.” Her lips sink down and envelop my erection, creating the bliss I crave.

Remaining still is difficult. I want to ram my cock down her throat and fuck her face until she gags on it. My cheeks flush as I wonder where that thought came from. I haven’t felt that way in years.

“Today is your fantasy, John. Do whatever you want.”

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