Paula Finds A Better Use For James
Neighborhood MILFs
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
demonboy328
“I think I have an idea for what you can help me with,” Paula said with a grin.
With that said, Paula simply dropped James between her large breasts. He tried to struggle out of her cleavage, but as soon as he tried to climb out, she pressed her breasts together on his tiny body. Pain shot through James' body as the pressure grew, feeling his bones creaking with each squeeze. Less than a minute later, he was pulled out of his mother's cleavage, and unceremoniously dumped onto her bed. He cringed with fear, too scared to move, as he thought of what she might have in mind for him. James saw his mother grab something from her dresser drawer, but couldn't see what, with her back turned. Paula reached down and grabbed her tiny son, bringing him up to her smiling face. James remained unmoving, as his mother started rubbing up and down his body.
"Now, I'm gonna have some fun with you," Paula said. "After you failed to be a decent snack, I'm gonna have to make sure you can't screw this up!"
It was at this moment, that James saw the bright purple dildo in his mother's hand. Paula completely ignored her son's begging and struggling, as she used several rubber bands to secure him to the dildo. When it seemed like she was done fastening him down, James tried testing his bonds, but he couldn’t move at all. Paula brought the dildo to her face, and gave her terrified son a smug smirk. He continued to beg his mother to stop, as she stripped off her clothing and laid on the bed, but still he was ignored. Paula started out slowly, rubbing the tip of dildo up and down the outside of her pussy, trying to build up the tension a bit. James was trying to mentally prepare himself for what was coming, but he knew there was no preparing for what was about to happen. There was absolutely nothing he could do to stop his mother. James could only look on in terror, at the wet lips of his mother's pussy, that seemed to be quivering with anticipation at the sight of him.
"I hope you're ready for this son," Paula growled. "Actually, I don't care if you're ready or not. I'm gonna get off, and I don't have to worry about you screwing it up!"
With that said, James and the dildo were quickly plunged into Paula's hungry pussy. His muffled screams could not be heard outside of his mother, as he was being pumped into her, not that she would care if she did hear him. The dildo was thrust in and out, and Paula bucked in time with each thrust. James was beginning to fear that the walls of his mother’s pussy were going to crush the life out of him, as they were starting to press around him even tighter. It wasn't just the pressure and movement he had to deal with, as he was also assaulted by the strong smell. Not to mention that he was soaked in her juices, being forced to struggle for each breath, trying desperately not to drown as she grew wetter. Despite knowing he was unable to move, he couldn't help but try, struggling in vain with no hope of escape. James had no idea, but his miniscule struggles actually had been noticed, and Paula enjoyed it immensely. Of course, that only made her pump the dildo even more furiously, glad to see that her son was suffering. The heat and smell of his mother's pussy was so strong, when combined with the constant pressure, James felt like he would pass out any second.
James and the dildo were thrust into Paula for several minutes, much to his suffering. The squeezing around him continued to grow stronger and stronger until finally, after what felt like an earthquake and an ensuing flood of cum, everything started to calm down. Just when he was sure he could take no more, James and the dildo were pulled out of Paula's pussy, and dropped onto the bed. He was covered with his mother's sticky cum, and had to cough up some that he had inadvertently swallowed. He once again struggled against the rubber bands holding him, but he was still firmly trapped. Paula laid back on the bed and let out a satisfied sigh, revelling in her very fulfilling orgasm, loving the idea of what she had just done. After a few minutes, she sat up and picked up the dildo holding her tiny son.
"That was one hell of a ride wasn't it son," Paula laughed. "I told you I wasn't going to let you mess this up, and I meant it. I think we've finally found something we can do together."
James didn't know what to say to that. He had several emotions circling his confused mind. He couldn't comprehend how his mother could do such a thing, not to mention the fact that she enjoyed it so much. Unfortunately for him, he didn't have long to think on the matter, as he felt himself beginning to move.
With that said, Paula simply dropped James between her large breasts. He tried to struggle out of her cleavage, but as soon as he tried to climb out, she pressed her breasts together on his tiny body. Pain shot through James' body as the pressure grew, feeling his bones creaking with each squeeze. Less than a minute later, he was pulled out of his mother's cleavage, and unceremoniously dumped onto her bed. He cringed with fear, too scared to move, as he thought of what she might have in mind for him. James saw his mother grab something from her dresser drawer, but couldn't see what, with her back turned. Paula reached down and grabbed her tiny son, bringing him up to her smiling face. James remained unmoving, as his mother started rubbing up and down his body.
"Now, I'm gonna have some fun with you," Paula said. "After you failed to be a decent snack, I'm gonna have to make sure you can't screw this up!"
It was at this moment, that James saw the bright purple dildo in his mother's hand. Paula completely ignored her son's begging and struggling, as she used several rubber bands to secure him to the dildo. When it seemed like she was done fastening him down, James tried testing his bonds, but he couldn’t move at all. Paula brought the dildo to her face, and gave her terrified son a smug smirk. He continued to beg his mother to stop, as she stripped off her clothing and laid on the bed, but still he was ignored. Paula started out slowly, rubbing the tip of dildo up and down the outside of her pussy, trying to build up the tension a bit. James was trying to mentally prepare himself for what was coming, but he knew there was no preparing for what was about to happen. There was absolutely nothing he could do to stop his mother. James could only look on in terror, at the wet lips of his mother's pussy, that seemed to be quivering with anticipation at the sight of him.
"I hope you're ready for this son," Paula growled. "Actually, I don't care if you're ready or not. I'm gonna get off, and I don't have to worry about you screwing it up!"
With that said, James and the dildo were quickly plunged into Paula's hungry pussy. His muffled screams could not be heard outside of his mother, as he was being pumped into her, not that she would care if she did hear him. The dildo was thrust in and out, and Paula bucked in time with each thrust. James was beginning to fear that the walls of his mother’s pussy were going to crush the life out of him, as they were starting to press around him even tighter. It wasn't just the pressure and movement he had to deal with, as he was also assaulted by the strong smell. Not to mention that he was soaked in her juices, being forced to struggle for each breath, trying desperately not to drown as she grew wetter. Despite knowing he was unable to move, he couldn't help but try, struggling in vain with no hope of escape. James had no idea, but his miniscule struggles actually had been noticed, and Paula enjoyed it immensely. Of course, that only made her pump the dildo even more furiously, glad to see that her son was suffering. The heat and smell of his mother's pussy was so strong, when combined with the constant pressure, James felt like he would pass out any second.
James and the dildo were thrust into Paula for several minutes, much to his suffering. The squeezing around him continued to grow stronger and stronger until finally, after what felt like an earthquake and an ensuing flood of cum, everything started to calm down. Just when he was sure he could take no more, James and the dildo were pulled out of Paula's pussy, and dropped onto the bed. He was covered with his mother's sticky cum, and had to cough up some that he had inadvertently swallowed. He once again struggled against the rubber bands holding him, but he was still firmly trapped. Paula laid back on the bed and let out a satisfied sigh, revelling in her very fulfilling orgasm, loving the idea of what she had just done. After a few minutes, she sat up and picked up the dildo holding her tiny son.
"That was one hell of a ride wasn't it son," Paula laughed. "I told you I wasn't going to let you mess this up, and I meant it. I think we've finally found something we can do together."
James didn't know what to say to that. He had several emotions circling his confused mind. He couldn't comprehend how his mother could do such a thing, not to mention the fact that she enjoyed it so much. Unfortunately for him, he didn't have long to think on the matter, as he felt himself beginning to move.
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