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Incest Thread-Rarimom BJ by Anonymous

Sep 25th, 2016
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  1. >Mama Rarity will never give you a BJ when you're sick.
  2.  
  3. >You're not quite sure how this happened
  4. >All you did was say you weren't feeling very well
  5. >And now your mother is pushing you down onto the sofa
  6. >Quite firmly, as well
  7. >She's not taking no for an answer
  8. >"My little darling!" she exclaims laying a hand against your forehead
  9. >"You're burning up! Oh, this is dreadful!"
  10. >She kneels down beside you and cups your cheeks with her immaculately manicured hands
  11. >"You just sit right there. I'll bring out a blanket for you, and make your favourite-"
  12. >She's really making too much out of this
  13. >You hate to do it, but you break her flow
  14. "Mum, really, it's not such a big deal. I've just got a bit of a headache, and-"
  15. >Her eyes flash, and she draws herself up melodramatically
  16. >"Young man, don't talk back when you're sick!"
  17. >"I'm going to get you absolutely everything you need,"
  18. >"You're not to get up until you're well again!"
  19. >Your mum can be quite imposing when she wants to be
  20. >Once in a blue moon, something will strike her as vitally important
  21. >Usually something in reaction to a passing comment made by one of her friends
  22. >And she will go to any lengths to see it through
  23. >It's no use fighting
  24. >So you lie back
  25. >And as you watch your mother bustle off, you swear you could hear her mutter something to herself
  26. >"... this'll show Fluttershy who ought to be more 'hands on' with her son..."
  27. >She brings you out a big, warm blanket
  28. >Soon after, a mug of steaming hot chocolate with great big marshmallows bobbing along the rim
  29. >Even one of those old-timey stools to put your feet up on
  30. >She plops down next to you with a damp cloth
  31. >And cuddles up to your side, dabbing every so often at your forehead
  32. >It's actually kind of overwhelming
  33. >And uncomfortable when her insistent pressing of her ample bosom against your side produces a... reaction
  34. >There's no way to relieve your tension at all with your mother right there
  35. >And the more she fawns over you, the harder you realise you're getting
  36. >Eventually she puts down her cloth and gives you a peck on the cheek
  37. >"Now, mama has some work to do, my little sweetheart"
  38. >"I'll just be in the other room, so you just call if you need anything, alright?"
  39. >"I'll come right away"
  40. >She moves off, heading towards her inspiration room, and you immediately thrust a hand beneath your blanket as you watch her shapely hips sway towards the door
  41. >The pressure is too intense
  42. >You need relief
  43. >And so before she even leaves the room, you give yourself a couple of experimental jerks
  44.  
  45. >Big mistake
  46. >She must have sensed the movement or something
  47. >Because as soon as you start to stroke yourself she turns back to you
  48. >"Did you say something, sweet-"
  49. >Her eyes affix onto the bulge under the blanket
  50. >And her mouth turns up into a grin
  51. >"Oh, darling, are you feeling bunged up?"
  52. >She struts confidently back across the room as you flounder for something to say
  53. >She presses a finger to your lips and shushes you
  54. >"Shhh, don't worry. Mummy understands."
  55. >"And mummy did say she'd take care of absolutely everything, didn't she?"
  56. >Rarity twitches up your blanket, exposing your lower regions to the cool air
  57. >Kneeling down for a better look, she gently takes your hand in one of hers, and tuts loudly as she moves it away from your cock
  58. >"What are you doing?" she asks exasperatedly
  59. >"No lube, no nothing... you'll rub yourself raw!"
  60. >"We can't have that."
  61. >She licks her full red lips
  62. >Runs her tongue directly along the underside of your manhood
  63. >And the sheer surreal nature and sudden sensation is almost more than you can bear
  64. >Only by grabbing for your mother's hair and clenching your fist around it can you keep from coming immediately
  65. >She moans as your fist tugs on her hair, vibrations running through you
  66. >Without missing a beat, her lips fasten themselves tight around the tip of your dick, and she dives for the base
  67. >In one smooth movement she smears her lipstick along your entire length
  68. >Stuffing your entire massive rod down her eager throat
  69. >And when you can't help but moan out your appreciation
  70. "Oh, mom!"
  71. >She can't help but chuckle coyly in turn, and you feel every bit of her laughter through your throbbing member as she starts to bob her head
  72. >With your tip constantly grazing the back of her throat, you struggle to contain yourself
  73. >But as your mother's moans fill the air you're not sure how much longer you can weather her assault
  74. "Mom, I can't-"
  75. >With an audible 'pop', she breaks suction and pulls her mouth away
  76. >"Hold on? Aw, sweetie - darling - this is all for you."
  77. >She plants little wet kisses along your length, her warm breath felt keenly against your sensitive skin
  78. >"Don't worry about holding on"
  79. >"Just worry about feeling better"
  80. >She fastens her lips around you once again, slurping, and after she envelops it only a couple more times do you feel the pressure building
  81. >"Give it to me, baby"
  82. >You come, shooting ropes of your sticky white cum down mama's throat
  83. >And she holds your hand as she swallows it all
  84. >"Just call if you need -anything-, sweetie."
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