Little bi-Boy and Mommy’s Helpful Touch (Discovery and Rescue) – Pt. 1

A mother discovers her son’s secret. He's been sucking his daddy and other men's cocks. She also discovers her own tender incestuous desires.

Cassy lay on her bed looking at the ceiling. The glow of a computer screen illuminated the room. The 33 year old woman had stumbled onto a homemade video, on her husband’s computer. Now, her mind was filled with motherly concern.

Though she’d been married for 15 years, Cassy still enjoyed sex almost nightly, with her husband. As she’d watched the disturbing video, she simply didn’t understand… why, Henry would do such disgusting things with Timmy, their small 14 year old son.

Shocked by the video’s contents the first time, she’d forced herself to view it again. She’d tried to discover the identities of the perverted men doing… things… to her little boy.

Timmy had been naked, kneeling on their bedroom floor, at the beginning of the video. A stranger appeared, his large belly hung over his hard cock. Stepping close to the boy’s face, the man had held her son’s head as he pushed his shaft between Timmy’s lips.

Cassy watched her sweet baby’s body squirm as the man’s cock disappeared down his throat. Though the man had gently molested her little boy, his probe was too long and thick for Timmy to handle. While Cassy had been repulsed by the obscene video, she’d noticed her innocent son’s twitching 3” cock.
As he’d knelt before the man, his mouth seemingly voluntarily sliding back and forth over the molesting probe, Timmy’s shaft had eagerly bobbed above his hairless balls.

‘Did Timmy like, doing this?’ she’d wondered. It was obvious he wasn’t fighting it. Of course, Cassy told herself, Henry was probably the one making the video. Timmy would never disobey his daddy’s wishes.

Two other men had followed the first. Cassy had watched with motherly sympathy seeing each of the three press their pubic hair against Timmy’s face. Their shafts had slid between his young lips. She’d watched their throbbing cocks fill her son’s precious mouth with their deviant cum. Their old knees had wobbled and perverse groans had erupted from the computer’s speaker.

Cassy knew her baby boy had swallowed three loads of molester’s milk. Her tender son had been used for their demented and disgusting desires. Their warm cum had filled Timmy’s tummy.

Then, to Cassy’s astonishment, she saw a cock she instantly recognized. Her husband, Timmy’s daddy, had stepped into the video. His thick shaft oozed precum as he lifted his tiny son onto the bed.

The camera had moved closer to her precious baby’s face. A cute innocent smile, one Cassy knew well, appeared. “OK daddy,” her little boy whispered to an unasked question.
The video moved away from Timmy’s upper body, showing the young boy’s legs lifted and spread wide.

Henry stood on the floor, holding their son’s small ankles. The little boy’s ass cheeks rested on the edge of the mattress.
Timmy’s arms extended toward his hips, his tiny fingers holding his daddy’s oozing shaft. Pushing the thick head between his round ass cheeks, Timmy had said softly, “I’m ready, daddy.”

Cassy had watched the unimaginable.
Henry’s hips had eased forward as the video camera moved closer. The tip of Henry’s cock opened the little boy’s puckered hole, sliding inside.

Timmy screamed. “Daaaaaaddy… sloooooow… Pleeeeeease.”
Cassy had seen the compassion in Henry’s eyes as his cock pushed halfway into their son’s tiny ass, then paused.

The little boy’s screams subsided. Nodding he was ready, Timmy grunted, “OK daddy.”
Henry slowly, the way any loving father would, buried his cock deep in his son’s sweet asshole.

Cassy realized this wasn’t the first time her baby boy had accepted his daddy’s cock into his butt. ‘Had other men,’ she wondered, ‘fucked her little boy?’

She’d watched her husband molest Timmy for nearly five minutes before he’d filled the tiny ass with cum. Cassy knew that was very quick for Henry. Sometimes he’d mercilessly rape her ass for twenty minutes before finally shooting his warm goo into her.

Cassy now stared at the bedroom ceiling, wondering what she should do. Confront Henry? Question Timmy? And who were the other men? How many times… how many other men had done these unnatural things to their… her… baby boy?

Ten minutes later, Cassy stood in the doorway of Timmy’s bedroom. Wearing her terrycloth robe, she looked lovingly at her slumbering little boy. His small naked 4’3” body was partially uncovered, illuminated by the moonlight.
She wanted to hold him, comfort him and tell him everything was going to be alright. Assure him those nasty men would never mistreat him again.

Perhaps, if she was very quiet and moved slowly, she could lay next to him without awakening him. She needed her baby in her arms. Sliding onto his bed, she lay behind Timmy’s back, her right arm resting over his side.
Gently caressing him, she pulled him close to her body.

“Mommy?” Timmy whispered, “Is everything OK?”
“Sorry Sweetie,” she quietly replied, “I didn’t mean to wake you. I just…” she paused, not knowing what to say.

Timmy wiggled backward, his slender bare back pressing against her soft left breast. The side of her robe had fallen to the mattress, her round C-cup tit exposed. “Mommy are you… naked?” the little boy asked cautiously. “I feel your… ah… warm skin.”

Cassy had instantly noticed Timmy’s back as it’d pressed against her large nipple. The sweet sensation of his naïve touch sent an unknown excitement to her wet pussy.
Wet Pussy… Cassy suddenly realized she was… aroused. It was wrong and disgusting. She shouldn’t be excited by her baby boy’s body. This moment, this tingling between her legs… the mere thought… it was incest!

As the video of what her husband had done to Timmy flashed through her mind, she comforted herself with the explanation that at least it was… normal incest.
She was his mommy, a female. He was her son, a male. That was far better than what her husband had done to their little one!

“No honey,” Cassy whispered, pulling his back against her warm tit, “Mommy’s not naked. My robe just fell open.” Hesitating for a moment, she said, “I’ll fix it sweetie. I’ll close it.”

Timmy’s small body pressed against her chest, his shoulder blades twisted sliding under both sides of her open robe. His back wiggled against her tits. “Please don’t mommy. I like… this. Its… your so soft and warm.”

Cassy tenderly kissed the top of Timmy’s small head, her right arm pulling him firmly against her loving breasts.
“Ummmm, Mommy,” Timmy moaned. “Do you want me to do the Ice Cream, for you?”

Cassy held Timmy’s innocently squirming body in her arms. The molesting groans of the three men in the video, who’d filled her baby’s mouth and throat with their cocks and cum, echoed in her mind.
Her little boy’s question had nearly been missed. “What sweetie?” she asked. “What’s the… Ice Cream?”

Timmy’s small ass cheeks wiggled against her pubic area. “Down there mommy. When I lick down there, Mrs. Julie says I’m getting her Ice Cream. After a while, she puts her cream in my mouth.” Then with a shy almost girlish giggle, Timmy observed, “Except hers is warm.”

Cassy knew Mrs. Julie. She was the neighborhood’s surrogate grandma.

With long brownish-gray hair and sparkling eyes, the 56 year old woman’s body was still very fit. Cassy had caught Henry staring lustfully at Julie’s large DD-cup tits on several occasions. Cassy realized, not only had her husband given their precious baby to other men, he’d also given the little boy to Julie… who’d apparently trained him to suck her cunt.

“Timmy,” Cassy hesitantly asked, “have you done… Ice Cream, with Mrs. Julie many times?”
With an immature laugh, he replied, “Bunches mommy. She told me I do it really good.”

Cassy felt a strange thirst between her legs, a never before experienced desire.
“Sweetie,” she continued, wanting and not wanting to hear her son’s answer, “Do you… like doing Ice Cream to Mrs. Julie?”

Timmy remained quiet for a moment. His small right hand slid over the back of her hand, which lay against his tummy. Slowly pushing Cassy’s hand lower, Timmy moved his mommy’s loving fingers to his hard cock. “When I do it to Mrs. Julie… this gets stiff.”

Cassy’s fingers gently curled around her son’s hard shaft. Warm slickness coated her thumb as her little finger extended across his tiny ball sack.
“Moooooommy,” the boy quietly moaned.

Hearing her son’s sweet response to her gentle touch, sent a wave of desire through her body. A warmth she’d never experienced flooded her mind… her….
Cassy closed her eyes and pressed her firm nipples against her son’s back. Her hand compassionately tightened around Timmy’s shaft. Her fingers slipped over her baby boy’s firm cock.

“Mommy… do you… want the… Ice Cream?” he gasped, as her hand lovingly held his throbbing flesh.
“Yesssss baby,” Cassy moaned, her moral resolve giving way to her incestuous desires.

Quickly rolling onto her back, she whispered, “Show me what you do to Mrs. Julie.” Spreading her slender legs wide, she saw an eager smile cross Timmy’s face as he scurried down the mattress.
“Mrs. Julie likes me to do this,” the little boy explained, pressing his lips around his mother’s firm clit.

“Baaaaabby,” Cassy groaned with ecstasy. Though her husband enjoyed fucking her, he never ate her pussy.
Timmy’s soft tongue slid around the tiny nub as his mouth massaged her upper cunt lips.

Cassy’s hands reached for her baby’s young cheeks, her fingers wiggling, squeezing the air. She wanted to caress his head, touch his hair and hold his mouth against her quivering hole. But this was her little boy, she knew what she was doing… was wrong. Wonderfully delightful… but still… it was incest.

Timmy’s lips slid downward from his mommy’s clit to her small hole. Opening his mouth, he gently pulled her warm pussy lips inside. Sucking the sensitive folds, he heard something he’d never heard.

“Sweeeeetie,” Cassy lustfully groaned, her hand dropping to the back of his head, “Suck mommy. Please Timmy… oh please… make mommy cum.” Gently holding her little boy’s mouth on her oozing cunt, the way any loving mother would, she slowly rocked her hips into his face.

Timmy’s tongue slipped between her delicious pussy lips as her special place pressed against his mouth. He heard her ask him to make her “cum.” He didn’t know how to do that, because he didn’t know what… cum was! ‘Did she mean, Ice Cream?’ he wondered.
He’d do his best to get mommy’s warm Ice Cream, like he did for Mrs. Julie.

The boy’s tongue wiggled, probed and explored his mommy’s small hole. She was much tighter than Mrs. Julie. He hoped he was doing… good, for his mommy.

Cassy tried to maintain her composure, she wanted this amazing, wonderful, precious… incestuous moment to last forever. She’d never been so aroused, excited or felt such love for her little boy.
His lips massaged, his cheeks sucked and his tongue probed into her motherly hole.
Cassy needed to…

“Tiiiiiiiimmy,” she groaned, her legs opening wide as her hips lifted against his face. Her hands compassionately caressed his head. Warm liquid gushed from deep inside, flowing through her walls, covering her baby boy’s probing tongue.
“Yessssss,” Cassy moaned, “Timmy, yesssssss.”

The small boy tasted the sweet cream. It was warm like Mrs. Julie’s… but better. It was his mommy’s!

Slowly, the erupting flood ceased. Cassy’s knees fell to the mattress, her legs open wide. Lifting Timmy’s face, she stared into his twinkling blue eyes, as they peered from below her shaved mound. “Sweetie,” she whispered, “come up here. Let mommy hold you.”

Raising his shoulders from between her thighs, his hands pressed against the mattress as he awkwardly crawled over her slender body. He’d never moved above Mrs. Julie like this.

When his face hung above his mommy’s breasts, the head of his immature cock touched her warm slick pussy lips.
Without thinking, Cassy’s hands pressed against Timmy’s ass cheeks, pushing his shaft into her cum saturated opening.

“Tiiiiiimmy,” Cassy moaned with the loving lust only a mother can express.
The little boy’s balls touched the warm wet ooze which had spilled from her hole, as the length of his virgin cock slid immediately into her body.

“Moooommy… I… I’m… sooorrry!” he moaned, dropping his right cheek against her soft left breast.
Cassy’s right hand pressed firmly against Timmy’s ass cheeks as her left tenderly held his face on her tit. Tightening her trembling pussy walls, she coaxed her baby boy’s cock to give her want every mother desires.

With small twitches, Timmy’s warm cum shot into Cassy’s cunt.
Cassy raised her knees toward her shoulders. Her heals pressed against Timmy’s ass cheeks, keeping his shaft inside as her arms slipped across his back.

Holding her baby boy, while his cum flowed into her pussy, she’d rescue her little boy from his daddy’s molesting cock!
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