The ad said that this new and improved formulation was guaranteed. You couldn’t believe it, and even more than that, you couldn’t believe you were falling for it, spending $100 on a so-called “truth serum.”
The website–also dubious–said that the serum helped to “transport the taker” back to the time you wished to question them about, putting them in their past self, in a way. Perfect for you purposes: getting your mother to finally tell you about her past, and about your dad.
She’s been so closed-off about it, although you hounded her for years to tell you. She swore she knew who your father was, but that it was all part of her “past” and now that she’s found her Lord and Personal Savior, Jesus Christ, she doesn’t want to go down that road.
So you slip it into her water. You know she never finishes a full glass so you double-dose, although the label says that “excessive doses can result in regression,” whatever that means.
You quickly learn what that means: your mother has been entirely transported, regressed back to the time you were asking about–the time she was finally being honest about!! And god, what a fucking past it was! You had no idea your mother was such a wanton, insatiable cum slut. You had no idea she was so slutty, so willing to fuck anyone who so much as smiled at her. And yknow what? She actually thinks you’re pretty cute…and sort of familiar, too…
Tag: Bettie Bondage
You get home early one day, and you’re pretty sure you’re home alone. Sweet, time to eat snacks and play video games until your mom gets home…but…what’s that sound? Its coming from her bedroom but it sounds like she’s not alone. Whoa, ok, yeah…she’s DEFINITELY not alone! At first you think its porn but its definitely her voice. And she’s talking to multiple people. Guys. Guys that are seemingly fucking her in every hole available. And she’s loving it.
Standing close to the door and being so careful not to make too much noise, you take your cock out and start to stroke to the sounds coming from within. She’s not just enjoying it, she’s begging for more. More cock, more cum. Who knew your mother was a cumdump anal slut? Not you, but you couldn’t be happier, as you pump your cock and try not to cum immediately. You hear your mother cum hard on cock and the elated sounds she makes when they give her their cum, and you’re just about to, yourself, when she giggles, saying, “this is quite the mess I have to clean up, you boys better leave before my son gets home!”
Quickly, you pack yourself away and run to hide, watching as the three young men exit her room, zipping their pants, smirking, high-fiving each other and bro-ing out to fucking a pregnant, horny MILF in all her holes. You resume your position on the couch, waiting for her to exit, to play it off like you just got back and are none the wiser, but she doesn’t come out. You wait, and wait, but by now she’d think you’re home already so you go to her room, and look in–only to find her out like a light on her bed, still covered in cum, legs spread, her pink horny pussy on display!
You do what any son would, really: you take your cock out and walk up to her waiting hole, nudging her thighs slightly, giving yourself room to do the unthinkable. Pushing your cockhead against her hole, she stirs a bit, but you’re not stopping no matter what. Once you thrust inside her, she purrs out, “Mmm, I thought I told you boys to leave?” before opening her eyes and seeing the truth: her son’s thick, hard cock inside her cum filled pussy! You almost cum from the sight of her realization, and you have to really try not to cum when you realize she is, seemingly instinctively, rocking her hips back to meet you! It doesn’t take more than a moment before she’s fully fucking you back, all while saying how wrong it is, how you shouldn’t…how she can’t help herself, how good you feel. You watch as your mother gives in beneath you, stroking you off with her pussy as she pushes back, rocks onto your cock, asking if you saw what happened, if you know why she’s so covered in cum.
What follows is a hot fuck filled with dirty confessions of her long-lived lust for cock and cum, culminating in a squirting orgasm and a deep creampie inside the hottest, horniest hole you’ve ever had–your moms.
Bettie Bond is a small-time content creator, making content about the paranormal mostly. Every year, she does something big for Halloween, a stream with some spooky theme.
This year? She’s going to conduct a seance to raise the spirit of a girl who supposedly haunts her apartment complex. Of course, she’s a huge skeptic, so she doesn’t mind doing it solo–despite the explicit rules of the Ouija board she’s got out for the stream.
It starts out corny and fun: everyone in the chat is pretty sure she’s faking it, moving the planchette herself. But then things start to get a little dirty: the ghost…demon…whatever it is!…keeps spelling out certain dirty phrases: cum in me, cum for me, jizz in me. What?! Bettie has always been firm about not doing adult stuff–no OF for her!–so watchers are a little puzzled as they watch her start to get nervous, trying to stop the seance but failing, and instead, starting to get even dirtier!
The site she streams on is strictly SFW but, seemingly against her will, she starts to strip! Some of her faithful watchers try to report it to the mods but they’re notoriously slow, and the watcher count just climbs and climbs as Bettie, back and forth between possession and her desperate, embarassed self, starts to use her seance candles in interesting ways! Dripping wax, sliding them inside herself…all while watchers speculate: is it real, is it fake? Does anyone even care, just jerk while you can, before it gets taken down!!
In moments of lucidity, Bettie begs for someone to get the stream taken down, for her faithful fans to forgive her for the lustful, filthy things she’s saying and doing. Begging for everyone to jerk to her, to cum to her, begging them all to “give her power” with their seed!!
Finding out that your teammate’s pregnant mom was cheating on her husband with your dad was one thing…but seeing them go at it was entirely another! I mean, she’s always dressed really sexy, kept herself in shape, but you didn’t really fantasize about her that way until you saw her, on all fours, saying some really raunchy dirty stuff while she got fully fucked. You couldn’t help it, you took some video and its been all you jerk it to lately. You even put some spyware on your dad’s phone to be able to find out what else they share and do. You’re addicted to her horny, pregnant slutty behavior!
“Am I Small?”
An age-old inquiry…but asking ME? Well, I don’t know…honey, maybe your dad should talk to you about this. You want a woman’s perspective? Well, there are lots of different penis sizes, and on the flipside, a lot of different preferences! Me, personally? Well, do you really want to know MY preference? Oh, ok, well, yes, I do prefer…more well-endowed men, yes.
I don’t think showing me is a very good idea, honey. I’ve seen it before but not for a long time and besides, size really doesn’t matter! Even if a girl isn’t like me, and wants a more average-sized guy, you guys can still have fun! And you shouldn’t need outside validation. Wait, are you hard? Oh, honey, I’m sorry, I should stop talking about this. Mixed signals. I don’t want to make things weird. Are you sure? Well, alright…
Ok, ok, if it means that much, you can show me. Here, let me…oh, my. Yes, wow, ok. Very big. Well, yes, it is about the size I prefer but again, even if a girl wants something more average–and most women do, honestly, I’m an outlier!–you can still have fun. There’s so much fun to be had with a bigger penis, sweetie. Like what? Well, I don’t know that I should tell you in detail, especially with you hard like this. But if you’re that worried, then I guess I could…oh, are you stroking? Sweetie, that’s a bad idea, for me to sit here and talk about all the things to do with a big, wide penis while you stroke yours. That’s really not ok. I shouldn’t.
Show you?? No, no, I can’t touch…oh, like, pantomime? Ok, well…I could do that. Show you with my hands, how I worked a big one like yours. See, I could use both hands, and still have room for my mouth. I liked to spit on it while I stroked, too, like…this. Oops. I got it on you. I’m sorry, honey, I think I’m getting a little carried away! I should stop.
My breasts? No, that wouldn’t be alright, I’m already sitting here, spitting on your penis, while you stroke…I can’t take out my breasts, too…although I suppose you have already seen them, right? Ha ha. Ok, well, just showing then. See, I used to really like using them, too, wrapping them around. Stroking with them. Like this. Oh, gosh, I have missed one like yours. A big one like that.
Maybe just my hand? Nothing more though. If I could just stroke it. Oh, god, what am I doing? But I don’t want to stop. You don’t want me to stop, right? I want to show you what I liked to do with big penises like yours. It’s been so long since I’ve felt a big, thick cock sliding between my breasts. Even if it is my…gosh, what’s wrong with me?
You know what I missed, too? Oral sex. I haven’t had to struggled to get someone…mmmm, feels so good sliding in my mouth. I’m so wet, just from this. Do you want to see? Just looking! You can’t…slide inside me. That would be so, so wrong. But maybe you can feel it a little. Just slide it across me, feel how wet you’re making me. Be careful, you can’t put it in. That would be so, so wrong, if you pressed in, and then…oh, god, even just your head is huge! Yes. Oh, just the tip, honey. Let’s not get carried away. I’ll just stroke you while your inside me…oh, you know what else I’ve missed? Something that I can’t manage with your father, he just slips out…reverse cowgirl. But we can’t get carried away! Oh, gosh, wow, it feels so good, I just…I’m sorry honey, I need to!!
Your mom found your preggo porn history on your iPad. Now she knows why you’ve been acting so strange since you found out she’s expecting. She thought it was some sort of jealous streak, that you were worried you wouldn’t have time alone with her anymore but really…you just can’t stop jacking off to the thought of your mom with her sexy new curves, her heavy, swollen tits. You cum 3 or 4 times a day and you still can’t focus!
Your mother has dressed as the same thing every year, for trick or treating: a witch! Its cutsy, fun, but this year she decides to spice things up, and goes into town to one of Salem’s many oddity shops, to find a new accoutrement. And find she does! An enchanted–no, cursed–necklace, harboring the spirit of a sex-crazed, taboo succubus hellbent on making the world her mother-son cum-filled playground!
Your mother’s job has changed recently, and it seems to be causing a lot of…friction between her and your dad. From the sound of their arguments (and you can hear everything he says, he’s SO mad…), her job recently went “freeuse,” and she’s been a very, very enthusiastic employee ever since.
You love strip clubs, and going away to college meant new clubs to explore, even if just a few cities over. You expected the usual: different types of women, overpriced drinks, bad music…but you never expected Ms. Bond to be there! Your best friend’s mom, clear as day, dancing on the stage! I mean, she’s got those tattoos, and that smile…its not like you could be mistaken.
When the freeuse laws passed, you and your roommate decided that you wouldn’t have that dynamic at home. You, of course, didn’t support that movement at all to begin with! I mean, not outwardly. It wasn’t really acceptable in your circles: wanting to be able to fuck whatever woman you want, provided it wasn’t at the workplace…unless the company was also free use. You had a suspicion that your roommate worked at a free use place, but she never talked about it. I mean, not that she needed to: going to work in increasingly slutty outfits, coming home with caked on cum across her face. Once you thought you even saw it dripping down her thighs. You jerked hard to the idea of her taking it from everyone who wanted it–so unlike her, what with her being so shy, so sexually sheltered. She had piercings and tattoos but the truth was she had only ever been with one guy, from high school on. Even since they broke up! But seeing her come home with her makeup messed up, her hair toussled, dried cum everywhere…well, it didn’t surprise you when she finally confessed that she was an office cum dump.