Momma's Cock (Incest/Femdom/Futa)

Story by Axl626

This is not my story. Can't stress that enough. I found it about a year ago and just decided to post it here.

It's by a writer named Cimeriel on Literotica. I actually emailed him a year back asking if he would write another story and while he said he would he has yet to since he ended this story. There are eight chapters, mainly focusing on a domme mom trying to mentally break her son. I posted it here because the title makes sense in the last chapter and there's actually futa all throughout.

Here's chapter 1 of 8. This is the first, and while there's no explicit futa in it, there actually is. I'll only post this one and a link if you want to read his others:

Another Saturday night and he was awake again. He had a long damn week. He's tired. It's 4 in the morning! Now he's awake again because his slut of a mother is being loud in her bedroom with whatever random guy she picked up this week. His father would be turning over in his grave.

His mother had her charms, he admitted to himself. She had an austere beauty about her. The fact that her tits were each bigger than his head didn't hurt either. He understood why she got attention, even if she kept herself covered up. Everything about their day-to-day lives indicated that his mother was actually abnormally reserved and conservative. Except Saturday nights.

He never saw anyone come in, and never saw anyone leave. He kind of made it a point not to. He didn't know if it was the same fellow or different men. But his mother never mentioned Saturday nights, and never brought any gentleman callers around.

But the noises! Partially muffled by the pounding techno music his mother somehow produced, he primarily heard the men. He rarely heard his mother moan. It was always the men he heard. Grunting, screaming, moaning, whimpering. She must be a fantastic fuck, those fat titties flopping around.

He shook his head, clearing his thoughts. He had spent years masturbating to that techno music, imagining what went on in there. Groaning along with his mother's male visitors. He had never mentioned a word about Saturday nights to his mother. Now he was over that. Those years were behind him. He was eighteen now, almost twenty! He was trying to find a girlfriend and eventually move out. His mother was maddeningly disrespectful with this nonsense. But he had such a bad week, this Saturday, he finally snapped.

Resolving to put a stop to this shit right away, the young man angrily stomped towards his mother's bedroom. Thoughts ran quickly through his head. Images of him kicking in the door. Grabbing his mother by her thick black hair and dragging her out of the room. Beating the shit out of her man.

He slowed his stride. He loved his mother. She was wonderful to him. She must be so lonely since his father had died so long ago. It was only one night a week. She kept it away from him. Maybe she did it all for him. Maybe he was why she had never remarried.

Momentarily questioning his angry actions, he stopped in front of his mother's bedroom door. The music was extremely loud here. No, she could have turned down the music. She could have asked the men to be more quiet. She could have been more respectful. He opened the door.

The room was lit by soft candles on the nightstand. He was overwhelmed by the smell of pure sex that felt like a physical force hitting him in the face as he opened the door. His ears were enveloped by the throbbing music. Everything changed as he looked up at his mother's king size bed.

A pair of legs stuck out from under his mother. The legs belonged to a black male. His family didn't even know any black people. She lay on top of the stranger in an upside-down sixty-nine, nursing on the biggest cock that her son had ever seen.

She faced down, towards the door and her awestruck son, but with her eyes closed she seemed to be in heaven. Her two small fists flew rapidly up and down the giant cock, milking it into her big lips. Her huge tits were pressed down tightly against the stranger's abdomen, bulging out from the sides. The man's face was completely covered by his mother's lower body, which was grinding hard down into him.

The boy's angry words stuck in his throat. His mouth suddenly dry, he was stopped in his tracks.

He could tell the black man was physically very large. The legs were very long, bent out past the bed and onto the floor. His mother's usually loving expression was twisted into a mask of ecstasy. Her entire face was a glistening mess of spit and precum as she lifted her mouth from that throbbing fuckstick, gobs of goo dripping from her cheeks. She reached down to massage the stranger's balls with one hand. Those black balls were so full and large that her small hand literally disappeared into the fleshy mass. Her other hand whipped up and down the tip of that black cock, eagerly trying to summon what was surely a long-awaited load of hot cum.

She started mewing like a little

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