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Chapter 4: Mother’s Day moments

Summary:

A little box of samplers for some mommy sun pairings.

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Mother’s Day moments.

1 An Incredibly Incestuous Mother’s Day.

Helen Parr walked through the door of the house with her heart fluttering.
All the preparations had been made, and she couldn’t wait to see what her kids had prepared for her this Mother’s Day.
Edna was watching JackJack, and Dash, Violet, and Helen had persuaded the patriarch of the family to spend the weekend on a boys’ trip with Lucius, doubtless fighting crime and saving little old cats from burning buildings.

Helen could hear the sound of cute boyish moans from the master bedroom, but although she could have stretched her body up the stairs to see exactly what her kids were getting up to, She decided to savor the moment instead, slowly walking up the steps and picking up the pink roses that had been Set on each one.
At the top of the steps, she found a massive box of Italian chocolates, and the extra thick milf smiled at the cliché.
There was another smaller box beneath the chocolates though, and that one sent her heart racing and pussy gushing like a fountain.
It was an unopened box of pregnancy tests, and the message was clear.
It had been about two years since Helen had discovered what a hung stud her son was, and he had knocked her up with JackJack.
Now it seemed Dash was ready to make more siblings/kids, and if the sounds coming from Helen and Bob‘s bedroom were any indication, Violet might want to be a super mommy too.

When Helen opened the door and looked in, the sight that met her was as beautiful as it was unsurprising.
Her two eldest children were laid out on her marital bed, naked as the day they were born.
Violet’s tight heart-shaped teen ass was up in the air as she gave her little brother‘s colossal cock it’s well-deserved worship.
Despite months of experience at this point, Violet still couldn’t get more than two thirds of the way down Dash’s seam-straining monster cock.
That didn’t seem to upset Dash at all, though, as he smiled like a king on his throne, and looked at his mother with hungry blue eyes

“Hey Mom, Violet and I were just getting ready for you.
I’ve been saving up for about a week, so I hope you’re both game to get preggers.”

 

2 an explosive Mother’s Day.

Glug Glugg Gluggg, was the sound from the shower as Mitsuki Bakugo got face fucked by her precocious 10-year-old son.
The little bull had a painfully tight grip on his mother‘s hair as he pounded his bicep thick python of a boy dick down her throat and his fat orange sized nuts slapped into her jaw like a pair of hairless potent wrecking balls.
He had inherited an explosive temper from his mother and an explosive sex drive from whichever boy had knocked her up during her time as a maid.
Now both were on full display as he treated Mitsuki like his living onahole.
Katsuki was harsh and relentless as he stuffed his mother‘s gullet like it owed him lunch money.

“Stupid slut mommy, suck my cock you dumb bimbo whore!
Nggggh, that’s it, get a taste of the best dick in the world you bitch!
When you kiss dad good night I want him to know you’ve been getting fucked by a real man, so I’m gonna make you suck it all down because you’re a pedo slut for your son‘s fat cock!”
These vulgar announcements were made all the more obscene by the fact that they were being uttered by a cute blonde 10-year-old boy as he punched his mother’s tonsils with his bloated bitch-breaker.

It had all started innocently enough a few months ago, Katsuki had just caught his parents in a compromising situation and then proceeded to laugh at his dad’s “little, tiny tictac dick.”

Mitsuki had promptly punished her son for being such a shitty little brat.
The trouble was that it didn’t deter Katsuki in the slightest, instead, he started pushing boundaries more and more.
At first, he would just steal a pair of his mother‘s panties, then he started fondling and groping her whenever he could, even though it meant Swift retribution, finally for the last few weeks he had been walking around the house naked or just in his underwear Making it impossible for Mitsuki to ignore the enormous perfect shota cock of her son.

The last straw had come when Mitsuki made the mistake of showering with her little boy to try and scare him straight; instead, they had started engaging in a game of sexual one-upmanship.
He would grab her tits, she would grab his cock, he would finger her pussy, she would stroke his dick, he would eat her out, she would try to gobble his cock all in an attempt to assert dominance.
Until now, when they were finally at a breaking point, Mitsuki was getting her throat absolutely wrecked by her shota stud of a son, but didn’t want to lose so easily.

Katsuki sank his massive tree trunk of a cock to the hilt down his mother‘s throat and then let out a yell like a tiger-cub as he came like a firehose.
Mitsuki was filled up like she hadn’t been in ages by her son‘s ludicrously plentiful and absurdly potent jizz, but even as his amazing essence filled her stomach and backed up to spirt out of her mouth, the blonde milf wasn’t going to submit.

Mitsuki pushed the boy down on his back and straddled him between her thick shapely legs to assert who was really in charge, with a few strokes she made sure his fat fuck pole was still hard as steel and placed the tip at her long-neglected pussy lips.

“Listen here you little brat, you think your hot shit just because you have a horse dick, but mommy is gonna show you that you’re just an oversized meat dildo!
If you wanna prove that you’re not just a big mouth little shit, then shut up and give mommy a baby!”
With that Mitsuki plunged down on his cock and her pussy was stuffed like it hadn’t been in ages, and the sounds of violent incest fucking permeated the room…

 

3 Cattleya likes giant swords.

Rana loved his mommy, of that he was certain.
The two were utterly inseparable from one another, whether they were fighting, working the shop, or forging metal with hammer and anvil.
Mother and son did everything together; they ate together, bathed together, and slept together, Rana using his mom‘s enormous breasts like the world‘s best pillows.
Things had recently changed, though, between Cattleya and her baby boy.

Rana had started to feel different around his mother, or more accurately, a certain part of him started to feel different.
Every time Cattleya hugged him to her bosom, or he clung to her backside, Rana would get an erection.
The awkwardness of it had even led the boy to be slightly less clingy with his mother, and it didn’t take Cattleya long to notice the change.
Thankfully Rana’s mommy was always there for her little boy, and now whenever he got hard because of her huge breasts, big butt, or beautiful smile, she would always take care of him.

At first she had just used her hands, but soon she started using her breasts and her mouth to help her little boy get nice and relaxed, even better than that she had taken to rubbing her giant butt around her son‘s giant sword when it got too big and hard for him to sleep or think.
One day though, little Rana had asked a question that would bring them even closer.

“Hey mommy, why don’t your boobs have any milk?
I suck on them all the time, but I never get any milk.”
Rana asked, cutely peeking up from between his mother‘s cleavage with those big blue eyes of his.

Cattleya laughed softly as she smothered her baby boy between her gigantic naked knockers.
“Well, Rana, usually mommies only make milk when they’re pregnant or have a baby to feed.
I fed you like that when you were smaller, but now I don’t have any milk since I don’t have any new babies.”

“But that’s no fair!
I want your milk mommy, and I’m sure you’d make enough of it for lots of babies since your boobies are so big!”
As Rana spoke, his foot long slab of shota cock started to grow hard again, poking Cattleya’s stomach suggestively, and a bolt of inspiration hit him like a lightning strike.

“I know Mommy, you and me can make some babies, and then I can have all the milk I want!
You’re such a great mommy, I can’t wait to share your milk with all my new brothers and sisters.”
Rana was hard as a rock now and rubbing the fist-sized head of his cock against Cattleya’s entrance ready to plunge in.

Cattleya had some idea of just how wrong this was, just how wrong it was even for things to have progressed this far, yet as she looked into her boy‘s big blue eyes, and felt his behemoth breeding meat teasing her entrance, she was overcome by a desire to have her baby boys babies.
She reached down and gently pushed her boy's hips forward, allowing his cock to return where it came from and stretch her out wider than Rana’s father could have ever dreamed of.
As he started moving inside her and sinking more and more of that giant pussy slaying sword into Cattleya’s depths, the horny blacksmith let out a long moan of exultation.
Rana loved his mother, and she loved him, and now they were making love to prove it…

4 How Saiyans celebrate Mother’s Day.

It was a beautiful afternoon on a countryside hilltop near East City, the spring grass was green and bouncing underfoot, and Birds were chirping merrily in the pervasive sunshine.
Set out on the grass were several large blankets and enjoying a picnic upon them were two young boys and their voluptuous milf moms.
Son Goten and Trunks Briefs had prepared this special picnic for Chichi and Bulma because Vegeta and Goku had opted to spend Mother’s Day training instead of with their wives.
The two half-breeds between them had worked to make up the difference, Trunks rated his family’s perpetually stocked kitchen for most of the necessities, and Goten had spent the morning picking wildflowers and acquiring fresh fish.

Bulma and Chichi found the gesture adorable, even if the two half-saiyans had eaten most of the food themselves.
Now the two ladies were sniffing the flowers they had been given and pondering how to repay their kids as the boys played catch with a boulder.
Bulma let her eyes wander over the perfect form of her son, Trunks’s supple boyish build, long lilac hair, and the massive bouncing bulge between his legs that seemed barely contained by his shorts, and that must surely have been a quirk of human/saiyan crossbreeding.
Chichi was similarly drinking up the form of Goten, and her pussy started growing wet as she thought about just how much he looked like Goku at that age, minus a rather big difference.

The two women caught one another’s eyes and blushed like schoolgirls.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”
Bulma asked her friend cautiously.

Chichi looked back at her friend with a smile befitting a cougar.
“That we haven’t been getting any from our husbands, and that Trunks and Goten look like they have plenty to give?”

Bulma nodded in confirmation of her shared taboo desire.
“Exactly, so… Do you think we should?”

“Absolutely not!”
Chichi said in the voice she used to nag her children.
“But we are going to anyway.”
She continued with unquestionable certainty.

Just like that, the game was on as the women called their sons over, voices dripping with anticipation.
With a shrug, Goten through the boulder they had been playing with onto an unfortunate shrub and flew over in front of his mom, Trunks landing a second later at Bulma’s feet.
The half-breeds looked curiously at their mothers, not quite familiar with the predatory gleam in the womans’ eyes.
The ladies suede up to their progeny and kneel in front of them, placing slender, feminine hands on narrow, muscular hips.

“It was so nice for you boys to take us out on a picnic after your fathers abandoned us.”
Bulma said in a voice as sweet as honey.

“And we thought that as your mother’s, we should give you a reward for being such good boys.”
Chichi stated in a similarly saccharine tone.

“Do you know what sex is?”
Bulma asked Trunks as her heart beat an incestuous melody in her chest.

Goten and Trunks looked at their mothers, then looked at each other, and their faces broke into cute childish delight.
“Oh hell yeah!”
Exclaimed Trunks confidently.

“We know what sex is.”
Confirmed Goten with a nod.

“It’s totally awesome and I’d love to do it with you Mom!”
The boys said almost in Perfect unison.

This revelation gave the women some paws as they pulled down the boys’ shorts and laid eyes on their enormous kiddy cocks.
“How exactly did you learn about sex?”
Chichi asked somewhat accusingly as she began to stroke Goten’s tremendously thick fifteen-inch-long womb-wrecker.

“I’m also curious Trunks, who taught you about the birds and the bees?”
Bulma inquired as she pumped her son‘s slightly longer, but slightly thinner cum-cannon.

“Miss 18 taught me while she was babysitting me, we basically do it all the time to be honest.”
Trunks blurted out shamelessly.

“Videl says it’s all part of my training, and that someone needs to satisfy her since Gohan is always studying.”
Goten said in an equally casual tone of voice.

Bulma and Chichi would have been stunned by the boys’ honesty, if they weren’t too busy licking fat boy cock and squeezing hairless baseball sized testicles to really care.
A few moments ago, perhaps they would have given thought to who their 10-year-old sons were fucking and cucking, but now all they cared for was getting their own share of the boys’ mammoth members.
As the women opened up their jaws almost impossibly wide, the boys let out cute moans and grabbed onto the hair of the women who had birthed them.
The smell of their boyish musk was pungent as mustard, and the taste of their sweat and pre-cum was as inebriating as alcohol.

Long minutes past as the mothers face fucked themselves on Trunks and Goten, the boys helping as much as they could until dainty motherly faces were colliding with hairless pelvises and smooth balls.
Soon Goten and Trunks were clenching their cute little boy buns as they held Chichi and Bulma down at the base of their cocks and came like a couple of little breeding bulls.
Tidal waves of potent nutsludge were pumped into the mothers’ stomachs courtesy of their sons, and the women quickly felt as if they had eaten a whole new meal.
By the time the two half-breeds pulled their gargantuan meat mallets out of their mothers' throats with a wet wrenching slurp, Chichi and Bulma had stomachs bloated enough to have just finished a three-course dinner.

Even before the women had finished sucking down the last succulent strings of shota sperm from Trunks and Goten, the boys with dicks hard as iron and eyes full of lust flipped their moms onto their backs unceremoniously.
Bulma and Chichi had their clothes torn into pieces by their progeny as the boys parted feminine legs with superhuman strength and slapped their oversized pussy pleasers along moist vaginal lips.
Almost as one being all four of them cried out with exquisite pleasure as son returned to mother, and the hill was filled with the sweet slapping sounds of boys breeding their mommies…

The end, for now.

Notes:

1 It’s late, but I did technically have this out on Mother’s Day, not bad considering I basically wrote it over two days even if it’s not up to my usual quality of work.
2 This format is experimental, and I honestly think it doesn’t leave me enough room to really work with, so if any of you would like any of these samples to be expanded upon, please do say something in the comments.
3 “ be kind to your mother now and then have a chat, buy her flowers or some chocolates or a nice new hat, but perhaps you had better leave it at that, or you might find yourself with a quite complex complex, and you might end up like Oedipus; I’d rather marry a duck-billed platypus, then end up like old Oedipus Rex!