Mom
From Create Your Own Story
Stay at home mom. You have a 8 year old son names Marty. He's innocent and sweet and pure. For some reason that's what you find so sexy about him. He has the handsome rugged looks of his father: dark black hair, stunning blue eyes, already broad shoulders for an 8 year old, and quite an abnormally big penis for a kid so young. You should know you've changed enough of his diapers when he was younger and helped him learn to go on the big boy potty not too many years ago. It made you horny just thinking about it. Your husband is always at work and you've been struggling with filling that void... Literally.... You know the one between your legs that's throbbing.
You make your way to the kitchen, trying to ignore your wet pussy lips. The second you enter the room, though your learn its impossible. Sitting Indian style on the floor, covered in pancake batter it Marty... Naked. His four inch flaccid boy cock is laying limp against his leg for your full view. It's gorgeous you think as your cunt wettens. You hadn't seen it in a while and it had definatly grown since.
"W-what are you doing!?" you stammer, feigning ire.
"I wanted to make you breakfast, mom," he replies sweetly.
"But why are you naked?"
"All the clothes were in the wash and I got pancakes all over my pjs."
His face is turning redder and redder by the second, but he makes no move to cover himself. After all he is still only 8 and doesn't know of modesty yet. You clench your legs together at the thought of his sweet gesture your heart melting. You can't suppress a laugh when you notice he even has some of the batter in his hair.
"All right help me clean this up and then let's to take a bath and get this stuff outta your hair."
You and Marty start wiping off the batter from the counter top and stove, all the while secretly eying Marty's dick. It jiggles slightly as he wipes things. You get the brilliant idea to have Marty get on his hands and knees and wipe up the mess on the floor. He bends down and exposes his cute round butt to you his little anus puckering. His tight little balls were also peeking out. They were small and hairless.. "Haven't dropped" as slang would put it. You fight the urge to fondle them.
"Ready to take a bath?"
He nods, "you have some pancake on your arm, mommy."
