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Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

oooo!! my favorite!! Pancakes and potatoes Ricky pulls the silverware out and plates out and sets the table for us. Ok mum, the table is ready! Ricky sits down at the table waiting for Esme.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

She smiles at his words and nods her head. Thank you. She says to him softly as she puts the rest of the food thats in the pan on a plate. She picks up a few plates and takes them over to the table. Heres the pancakes and eggs. She says softly as she sets those two plates down on the table. She goes back to the counter and grabs the other two plates sousages and cut up potatos. She walks over to the table and sets those down with the other two plates. she goes to the fridge and grabs the orange juice and two glasses for them. She goes back to the table and sits down while pouring them juice. You should really get dressed before coming out of you room even though its just us. She says to him softly.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

Why? You never were bothered by it before Ricky gathers some potatoes and pancakes onto my plate and squirts ketchup onto potatoes. and plus being in my boxers is so much more comfortable to He smiles slyly at Esme and starts eating his potatoes.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

She smiles softly and takes a bit of everything onto her plate. It's just manors to wear clothes to the table. She says to him softly as she starts eating. I didnt mind before because you were a boy and now your growing up into a young man. She explains to him softly as she eats. Do you have a girlfriend? She asked him softly as she looks up at him softly.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

Nope, havent really been trying and no girls have gave any attention to me of attraction sadly I continue eating my potatoes and soon finishes them, 5 min later I start on my pancakes and pours the syrup on em. Are you wanting a mating partner? If so...This may sound weird and awkward but cause I can be your mating partner or aka sex mate
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

She looks up at him as she heard his last statement. She softly blushed as she realize what he said to her. I havent thought about mates but if your willing then I wouldnt stop you from doing so. She says to him softly as she finishes up her portion of the food.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

After about 10 minutes he finishes his breakfast he puts our plates in kitchen and walks to toward my bedroom winking back at Esme. Ricky's cock was so hard it made a big bulge in his boxers and extremely ready for sex and release all his urges away that he has been holding in. Anything you wanna add to the plate with sex? I have a quite kinky sex personality so dont be afraid to tell me whatever it is ReminderScat Water sports
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

She walks behind her son as he heads off towards his room. I heard about Scat and Water sports at work and I really want to try it. She says to him softly as she wraps her arms softly around his waist as they walk and her head against his bare back shoulder.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

So you wish to pee and poop on me? hehe, may I to? Ricky takes her hands and guides em down inside his boxers to feel his rock hard cock begging for some pussy. He keeps walking down hallway and opens his doorway, climbs onto my bed then pulls you ontop of me. Ricky immediately starts pulling Esme's clothes off exposing her slender but curvy body.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

She blushed as she lets him undress her and softly nods. Well not the poop part but the pee part is right. She says to him softly. Never peed while getting fucked. She says to him softly and her hands softly pulls his boxers off his body which her hand starts rubbing his hard cock in her hand.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

Ricky's already hard cock grows larger and larger in length and thickness as Esme rubs it soon making it grow up to 7 inches long and 2 inches thick. could we do poop to? He slows lays her on the bed spreading her legs wider apart then rubs his dicks head up and down Esme's pussy as well as taking stops at the clit rubbing my dick's head there and continues pattern. And we use no condom? and may I penetrate your cervix wall so my dick can fit all way in?
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

No need for condoms and you can do what you please. She says to him softly as she closes her eyes and moans softly at the way his cock head moved over her pussy lips. Cant wait to feel you inside of me. She says softly as she only could image it.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

Ricky slows pushes his dicks head through the slit into your pussy and starts thrusting hard into her. He takes his hands and strokes your smooth thick thighs as thrusting in and out of your tight pussy. Have you peed andor pooped yet today? hopefully not so I can have you pooping and peeing as we have sex!
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

She moans out as she moves her hips up against his waist. Lucky for you I havent. She says to him softly as she looks at him in the eyes while they're bodies moves against each other.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

Ricky thrusts much harder into Esme sending waves of pleasure through the body. His dick hits a certain spot inside the pussy that triggered you to start feeling need to pee. Wrap your legs around me Esme, and play with your nipples for me to make them hard and pointy Continues thrusting really hard in the tight pussy with my erect cock, soon my cock penetrates the cervix wall.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

She wraps her legs around his waist and once his cock penetrates the cervix wall, her body releases her cum along with her pee on his full harden cock. She moans out with pleasure and starts playing with her own nipples since he told her too. Faster, Baby. She moans out to him since she wants him to move faster inside of her.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

Mmmmm...keep peeing Esme please Ricky thrusts way harder into her going straight into the womb, hitting the womb's wall. He picks up more speed with thrusting, practically ramming his cock into her womb. Esme, do you need poop to? He asks smiling hoping she has alot of poop in her ready to start oozing out in a nice thick stringy form. Ricky grips the fat of her legs thighs firmly as ramming harder and faster, as he does this all he looks at Esme moaning out in pleasure.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

She moans out with pleasure and keeps peeing on his hard cock. I cant keep peeing like this on you. She says softly. It has to stop soon. She says to him as she feels his length going faster inside of her and moans out more to him. Yes, I am very close to pooping. She says to him softly just as she feels her body registering that she's very close to pooping. Her body started pushing her poop against his balls as hes ramming her pussy.
Thread: Mother/Son (Foxxy_Mama and zero5906)

I appreciate you doing waterspoorts scat with me but this rp isnt doing anything for me....its really boring to me being pure smut and I've lost interest in Mother x Son
Thread: The Paper boy and the Princess |Angelic And Banshee|

It was early in the morning when Heinne started his paper root. He went door by door, placing the paper down on the door mats then just moving onto the next house. It was really a boring job but he managed to live long enough till the end. Heinne had moved here from Germany and it seemed almost instantly his father lost his job and his mother fell ill. He felt his life becomming like a story book. He had to find a job, any job, and do it quickly to get money for his family. That's how he ended up being paperboy. It wasn't a great pay but he was just doing this until he could find another job or so his dad could. Either way was his ticket to a better life. He looked at his brown handbag which was filled with newspapers, grabbing one and walking over to his next house. He carefully placed it on the door mat before standing straight. He was about 6'5, fairly sized, and charming. He had almost what seemed platanium blonde hair and sky blue eyes. He always carried a smile on while doing his job in case someone were to greet him. He wore an outfit fit for a paperboy, except he wore trousers and a white button up shirt instead of shorts and a jacket. it just goes to show how poor he was. He managed to keep good health. As he looked at the remaining papers, he took a glance at one of the dates. He was getting too old for this job. Just three more houses he had to go to and his shift was over. He quickened his pace through the first two houses before coming up to his favorite. It was an upperclass house, very elegant and definatly was something he'd never be able to afford in his life. Compared to his house this was a castle. A forbidden castle he wasn't allowed in for being poor. it just wasn't the house that made him favor it. It was a girl that lived there. Unlike other houses he hand delivered it to the people directly instead of torturing them by making them lean over and getting it. He opened the gate and walked up the path and up the stairs. He took a deep breath, looked down his cloths, hoping he looked fine. Then he knocked on the door and waited for a reply.
Thread: The Paper boy and the Princess |Angelic And Banshee|

Bianca didn't know what she was doing up so early. It was only 9 AM. And yes, that was early. Her parents had left for work. Her chestnut hair hung from her head in soft waves as she bounded down the stairs. She was so tired. She yawned, she had just leaped from bed, hearing the bell ring. She didn't understand why the paper boy insisted on ringing the bell. It disturbed her parents, and frankly, it disturbed her. What she didn't realize was that he wanted to see her. On the way to her door, she poured herself a cup of coffee. The housekeeper and maids had gone home for the weekend. She left to fend for herself. She poured herself a decent amount of milk, cream, and sugar. Her bright brown eyes looked at the time, and yawned. She was so tired. She just wanted to just curl up in bed. She sighed, unlocking the door and opening the door. She hadn't dressed appropriately, to see other people. She dressed in what she went to sleep in. She couldn't remember what she fell asleep in. She looked down, and finally realized she was dressed in a white t-shirt with black boyshorts. But her t-shirt fell at her mid-thighs, and so, it looked like she wasn't wearing anything underneath. She hadn't worn a bra, she didn't like the restrictive feeling bras gave women. Since her white t-shirt was thin, one could see the skimpy tight panties underneath. Opening the door, she gazed at the paper boy. She smiled at him, and couldn't help but stare. She loved blondes, and if the blonde just happened to have beautiful blue eyes, it just made it even better. Her parents wouldn't be home all day. She stared at him again, blushing. She was kind of turned on. Forcing herself to look past his face, she looked down at his uniform. Clearly, she shouldn't associate with him. Her servants could, but she couldn't. Is that today's paper? Suddenly, whatever irritation she felt towards the young man who stood before her washed away. He was so hot. She placed a hand on her hip, sipping her coffee. Usually, when someone rang the doorbell, it was common courtesy to invite them inside. But, he was a paper boy. Neighbours could see her! Still, it would be a shame to let him walk away without playing with him. She bit her lip, fighting with herself in her head. She waited for him to hand over the paper, wondering if he would come in if she asked him. She didn't know how he felt, and he probably just wanted to find someone within his own social class. Yes, that would be for the best.
Thread: The Paper boy and the Princess |Angelic And Banshee|

Heinne rocked a little on his heels as he waited. He was debating on whether or not anyone was home when he heard the footsteps coming from inside. He smiled and his grip tightened on the paper. He was confused when whoever it was didn't answer the door right away. It was worth the wait to seeing Bianca answering the door. it was a shocker to see her in her pajamas. He blushed a little, eyeing her when she was distracted. He had always liked this girl. He also tried to keep it a secret but it was obvious it did no good. He would let so many things slip out that there was no chance it was going to be kept a secret. He loved everything about her, and would continue to love her until it killed him. He couldn't really do anything because of these rules that go on but he wasn't used to them with being new and all. It made him awfully depressed just the thought of the rule. He wish he had one chance at being rich cause then, just maybe, he could tell her his feelings. It was usual for the paper boy to know who was on his route. He got a letter with all the houses and the peoples names. It was like a formal letter. It was just so that if he had to greet someone he could greet them properly. He had already gotten in alot of trouble though, mainly cause of his accent. His accent was so deep most people thought he was mocking the way they pronounced their names when he merely couldn't pronounce them right. He remembered the one time he called Mr. Barkli, Mr Brocoli. Or that's how it came out of his mouth. He had to go to the police for that day. Not only that but he had several burns along his skin from when he mistaken other times and they dumped coffee onto him or some other hot thing. Just seeing the coffee in Biancas hand made him take a small step. He realized he totally forgot his good manners and he took a small bow before handing her the paper. Yes, Miss Bianca. It's today's paper. ,he said in his heavy accent. The blush was still faintly on his cheeks but it was slowly fading away as it felt he was being watched by the neighborhood. He didn't want to have coffee poured on him. When she took it he straightened a bit and smiled wryly. You look lov'ly this mornin' Miss Bianca. he said. Knowing his time was up he cocked his head to the side. Well, I ought to go, Miss Bianca. Gotta tell my boss I delivered all the papers. he said, giving a short bow as he started to talk again. Auf Wiedersehen, Miss Bianca. he was an old style boy and will always be one. He smiled and turned to leave for his bosses office.
Thread: The Paper boy and the Princess |Angelic And Banshee|

Biana leaned against the doorway, and watched him leave. When he was all but a speck in the corner of her eyesight, she closed the door. She headed back to the comfort of her bed. She groaned, he had woke her up. Stupid parents. Not answering the door. Usually, her maid, Dorothy got the door. But, she had to get it today. It must hard to be poor. She laid in bed, covering herself with the mountain of blankets as she fell back into the comfort of her queen sized mattress. She didn't know when she would be seeing him again, and decided for the best of society that she must not think of him. He wasn't even middle class! Of course, there were other, better fish in the sea. That's what she kept telling herself as she drifted off to sleep. She didn't awake until three in the afternoon. The phone rang. She dismissed it, having being used to the maids picking up the phone. It rang. Again. Again. She groaned. Her parents. Who else? She picked up the phone, and nodded, Yes, Mother. The paper did come. Yes, it's not drenched like last time. Yes. I'll see you soon. She sat up, looking at her blankets. Her bed sheet had shifted, half of her blankets had ended up on the floor. The maids will get it. They were coming in a few days. They could pick it up and wash it then. It wasn't like they had anything better to do. She combed her hair into a preppy, neat ponytail. She slide on her favourite beige blouse and black dress pants. She talked into the phone, booking an appointment in 15 minutes. She was going to get her nails done at the salon. Usually, you had to call months in advance, but of course, once they heard her name, they made room. That's how important she was. And, she wasn't ruining what her parents had worked so hard for a nobody. She didn't even know him. All she knew was that she wanted to do him. That's it. And, was sex really worth it? Not really. Picking up her keys, and stuffing them inside her jacket pocket, she closed the door behind her. She walked ten minutes, and the first thing that greeted her was a cup of hot chocolate. She grinned up at her hairdresser, Claire! It's so nice to see you. Kiss, kiss. She kissed her cheeks, and was slide into a chair, right across from Claire. Even though she did her hair, Claire also did her nails. Yes, I've been very busy. Quite. You know, it's hard to have spare time when you have a million things you have to do. I woke up at 9 AM this morning. Uh, someone woke me up. No one ever mentioned the poorer classes, and especially not their names. Claire was smart enough not to ask.
Thread: The Paper boy and the Princess |Angelic And Banshee|

Bianca was just sitting there, and finally, after an hour, she was done. She was so tired, it was as if she had done it herself. She finished sipping the hot chocolate, and handed the cashier a crisp bill. The bill paid for the tip, and for the service. She pushed open the glass door, hearing the bell jingle for her as she went out. She hadn't grown accustomed to actually doing things herself, so she just stood in front of there for a while. She squinted, it was still early and the sun hadn't gone down. She saw Heinne there, looking at all the job ads. She frowned, about to walk away. Well, there was no one in sight. And, she had the time to spare. It wasn't like she had a job. She walked up to him and cleared her throat. If you're looking for a job, I have one. Be my maid. Maids were usually females, but it looked like she was serious. They have the weekend off. Something about a break. Anyway, the job pays well, and you'll just need to clean up after me and my parents. Just laundry, household chores. Think you can handle that? Her palms were starting to sweat. Her parents would kill her. She wasn't nervous because of him. She didn't want to be caught talking to him. She handed him a business card. It said her name, her address, and her cell phone number. Don't call my house. Call my cell phone. If you're interested, I mean. Otherwise, I'm sure Mr. Adams would love to have you as a.. factory worker? She giggled playfully. She waved goodbye, as she started to walk down the main road back home. Her nails were freshly primped, a classic french manicure. They were dry, and she was admiring them as she walked home, taking her time. This time, it took her longer to reach home because she kept looking at her beautiful nails. She must go out more. It was almost too much fun to spend money, knowing that you had it of course. And at the back of her mind, she wondered what Heinne had decided. Whether he wanted it or not. Actually, she knew she had made him an offer he just couldn't refuse. Finally, after twenty minutes, she reached home. She grabbed the gold metal knob, and turned it open after unlocking the door. It was spring, and while she could admire all the beautiful flowers that bloomed, it was rather humid. She stepped into the cool area of her home, sighing. It was a relief from the hot humidity. She hung up her jacket and began to fish around in her refridgerator for something decent to eat. She found it. She found a bar of chocolate, and sat on the sofa, began to enjoy it to her heart's content. Her cell phone sat on the kitchen table, and she knew he would be ringing her almost instantly. Of course, the salary was up for grabs, and if he was good, maybe he could become a permanent employee. She was sure she could persuade her parents. Something about putting the poor in its place.
Thread: The Paper boy and the Princess |Angelic And Banshee|

Heinne probably would've fell asleep right there, bored to death wondering how he was going to keep his family alive. Apparently something happened because Bianca walked up to him, in public, and spoke to him. He was almost in shock. He totally missed the fact that there was no one around and she could get away with it. It was just the fact she had spoke with him... and about a job too. Instantly, his eyes were glowing with delight as he listened to Bianca. His heart felt like it was going to explode. He also loved the idea that even as a 'maid' he could get to see his family AND spend time with Bianca. When she asked if he could handle that he smirked. I can take care of my fam'ly, keep them alive, and manage to do my job without losing it. I think I could manage that. he said, raising an eyebrow before looking down at the small slip of paper she handed him. He looked down at it curiously, reading every word on it like it was a drug. He heard what she said about the factory worker but shrugged it off within split seconds. He rather have the first. He obviously would've taken the first anyways. Any poor boy would've taken the first job. He looked back up to Bianca as she started talking to him about phones. Great, one problem, he didn't have one... or one that worked. When she saw her begin to head off he waved back. Auf wiedersehen, Miss Bianca.... He said quietly with a smile. When he realized he forgot to tell her about the phone, she was way gone. He lost track of time too. He moved over to a pay phone, deciding to call as soon as possible to accept the job, then he'd run back to his parents and tell them. He shifted the card into his other hand before shoving his free hand into his pocket, picking out a few coins then shoving them eagerly into the phone. He quickly picked up the phone then dialed the numbers to her cell phone in. He listened to the reciever quietly, waiting to hear the sound of her voice again. His body was trembling and his free hand twitched a bit, denting the card. He was just really overly excited and thinking this was too good to really be true. Before she could ever pick up, if she does, he clasped his hands together and smiled at the sky. Thank you God. he said then placed the phone back to his ear.