The condo had four rooms. We made the three smaller bedrooms into our sons’s personal play rooms and furbished the master bedroom with three king sized beds, and a seating area to be used for group activities. The big room is what we call the master bedroom.
As usual, we headed to the bathroom first to freshen up.
The bathroom had a big walk-in shower with multiple shower faucets and even a big rain shower fixture in the ceiling. After stripping, everyone went in and we spent a few minutes frolicking. Then the mummies started soaping up and washing their baby boys, just as they did when they were little...
Except for the fact that now, the mummies can't stop playing with their baby-boys' cocks.
After showering and patting them dry, we groomed and anointed their nether regions with a special essential oil that we have developed that is infused with the extracts of the African purple flower. We also gave them each a purple pill and then sent them back out to the kitchen, reminding them to take the pill with lots and lots of water.
The women and I then each took a pink pill. It is a special contraceptive pill that we developed ourselves that is powerful enough to suppress the the hyper-effects of the drug on our fertility.
Don’t get us wrong, we desperately want to get bred by our lovely boys, but we were also scientists. We will only proceed with that phase once the proof is incontrovertible that the babies will not suffer ill effects. The day is fast approaching though. Our studies were almost done. But that day is not today.
After that, we lubed up plenty. It wasn’t necessary for our pussies, which was certainly well trained enough to take those giant dicks, but our asses were another matter. Then we headed to the walk-in closet room and picked our outfits. We went with short lace babydoll nighties with matching sheer lace panties. Something like this:
However, I picked a black set, Elizabeth took blue, and Cassandra opted for red.
Next we quickly went back to the bathroom to do our hair and put on a light touch of makeup. We were buzzing with anticipation, as if preparing for a grand performance.
Finally, after perfuming ourselves for our sons, we made our grand exit and found the boys each lying on a separate king bed, waiting to be served.
The ladies and I exchanged knowing glances and giggled. We know that the same thought had crossed our minds. Our boys were simply scrumptious. Thanks to the drugs, the development of their sexual attributes were simply astounding. Their hard bodies were finely chiseled with sleek, pronounced muscles. This is despite them just being 17.
Of course, we had encouraged them to go to the gym just as their mothers frequently do to sculpt their bodies, but just like their mothers, it didn’t take much work to look good. Our bodies have achieved the optimal metabolic affinity. The drug naturally enhances physical attributes that will make us more attractive to our mates with minimal need for maintenance.
To our delight, our sons wasted no time throwing us onto the beds and ravishing us. We hissed and groaned with pleasure as they roughly mauled our proud snow-white breasts and sucked hard on our stiff pink nipples. We shrieked with delight as they shoved their hands under our sheer panties and roughly manhandled our sensitive pussies.
The room was quickly saturated with wanton moaning and masculine growling. We let our sons have us anyway they wanted.
Elizabeth was soon straddling her son, Lester. She rocked her sexy, curvy hips as she playfully grinded her pussy on the tip of Lester’s cock, moaning with delight, as he started working it into her.
Cassandra was on all fours, her perfect, luscious, ass raised for her son. Sean slowly sank his massive sex spear into her desperately hot and dripping wet cunt as she gaped and rolled her eyes in ecstasy.
I was on my back, my long, shapely legs spread wide and my thong panties pulled to one side for Jason as he crawled on top of me. I hissed with pleasure as he rubbed the tip of his cock up and down my slick slit. After teasing his mummy for a few minutes, he pushed it in.
“Ughhh! Oh baby yessss!” I moaned up at him.
Jason slowly stretched my small pussy around his fat girth and leaned down to kiss me. As we toyed with each other’s lips and tongues, he fucked me slow and deep, making my pussy feel every inch of his massive shaft sliding in and out of my cunt.
The first round was always the shortest. The three boys successfully inseminated their mummies who then quickly cleaned their cocks with their mouths for the second round.
The boys seemed to have picked the big room to truly have a group session. They got us all on one bed. They got their mummies to kneel on the floor in a row and bend over the edge of the bed, offering their luscious asses up for their massive cocks.
They then fucked their mummies hard-hard doggy-style, slamming their cocks into the women who gave them life like they were cheap playthings. They kept making their mummies cum sooo hard and scream themselves hoarse.
A good hard fuck session later, Cass, Liz, and I again took our son’s hot loads deep inside our punished cunts.
As is standard procedure, the mummies then cleaned their son’s cocks again, kneeling subserviently before them while they sat on the edge of the bed in a row, trading crude jokes.
Third round was doggy again. This time, we knelt on the bed’s edge while the boys rammed our asses with their incredible cocks standing up.
Fourth round was side by side missionary in the pussy.
After that, we took a break. The mothers sent their sweaty sons to drink lot’s of water in the kitchen. While waiting for them, the mothers busied themselves scooping the torrent of cum oozing from their pussies and asses and eagerly shoving their sons’ precious seed into their mouths, sucking it off their fingers.
The next round was doggy again, a staple favorite of the boys. By now, both sons and mummies had gotten the initial horniness out of their systems and the pace slowed down somewhat.
We knelt on all fours on the same bed, rocking back and forth, lovingly milking our son’s cocks with our pussies or asses, doing all the work while they knelt behind us squeezing and slapping our yoga sculpted asses.
After a few more rounds of this, we sent the boys off to the kitchen to drink more water while we eat their cum coming out of our pussies.
When the boys came back for more, we decided to run more ritualistic symbolism exercises that we developed just the past week. We fucked the boys missionary style while they roughly mauled their mummies’ titties.
Flushed and panting, I stroked my boy’s head as he greedily licked my nipples and repeatedly stabbed his godly babymaker into my cunt. Like me, Elizabeth and Cassandra were also in the same position, lying on their backs with their legs hooked behind their sons as they plowed powerfully into their mothers with deep, strong thrusts.
“Jason darling,” I panted, “Boys, please take note.”
Jason looked up at me. His hips kept thrusting, making me moan. The other sweaty boys glanced over as well while they continuously made aggressive love to their own mothers.
I continued, “Jason, ughhh... agh... From now on, ahhh... When you cummmm in mummy, ahhh... You must do thissss...” I panted.
I raised my arms and crossed them over my head. “H-hold, ahhh... ah... hold mummy’s arms above, ahhh.... above mummy’s head like thissss, ahhh...”
Grunting, Jason moved to pin my arms above my head with his strong hands.
“S-sean y-you tooooo...” Cassandra gasped, raising her hands like me.
“Ahh... m-make sure y-you learn this as well Lester... ahh...” Elizabeth said, similarly crossing her wrists above her head.
Each boy was soon pinning their mothers’s arms to the pillow above their heads while continuously driving their big hard cocks deep inside their mother’s pussies.
“Ahhh.. yesss.. ahhh.. fuck,” I moaned, “Good boyyy. Ahggh... Remember darling, angghh.... When you want to cum, always do thisss, ahhh.... This position means that mummy ah... Mummy has no right to move. Ahngh... It means you are in charge... anhhh... It means mummy cannot fight against you. Ahhh... It means mummy should just kuai-kuai take your cummmm!”
“That’s right Lester!” Elizabeth moaned hotly. “Hold mummy down like this... ahhhh... ah... ahh... whenever you want to cum in mummy. Aghhh... anhh... It means that mummy has no choice. Ahhhh... It means you have the full power to decide to dump your load in mummy. Ahhh... ah... Mummy should just take it like a good girl!”
“Yes Sean, like that!” Cassandra panted, “Hold mummy’s hands down and cum! Ahhh... ahh.... This position means you have all the power! Ahhhh... It means mummy has no right to stop you! Anghh... Ahhhnnn.... Mummy’s feelings doesn’t matter. Ahhh! Ahh! Your pleasure is more important! Amhh... So make sure mummy can’t resist and you just cum when you want!”
“Grrrr... Mummy!” Jason growled. He started thrusting faster. All three of the boys did, pounding their big cocks relentlessly into their mummies’ abused pussies while keeping their mothers’ arms helplessly pinned to the pillows above their heads.
The room became saturated with aggressive piaking sounds and motherly squeals of pleasure.
“Ahhh... ooohhh... ahhhhh!” Cassandra moaned, “Sean! You’re so powerful! Ahhhhh! Mummy is helpless before you! Ahhh! Ohhh! Oooohhh! You’re in charge! Arghhh! You’re in charggggee!”
“Lester! Ahhh my darling boy! Lesterrr!” Elizabeth panted deliriously, “That’s rigghhhttt just like that! Ahhhhhh! You have reduced mummy to just a dumping hole for your cummmm! Oooooh! You’re sooo strong!”
“Oh darling, oooh darling, oooh my baby!” I wheezed, “That’s right, hold mummy down and take her! Ahh... ahh... ahh... “When you wanna cum, mummy’s choice doesn’t matter! Ahhhnnn... ahhh... Your pleasure is all that matters! Anhhh! Anghh! So put mummy in her place and do what you want! Ungghhh... Ungghhh... That is your rigggghhhttttt!!!”
Egged on, the boys began growling louder and the slamfest of their mummies' subdued pussies continued for a long time, all the while pinning down their arms hard. Cassandra, Elizabeth, and I came hard several times throughout the period of hard pounding which ultimately lead to our mighty sons roaring and blasting their virile seed inside us while we were rendered utterly defenseless.
They collapsed on us, wheezing, and we caressed their sweaty backs and cooed more encouragement and praises into their ear.
After that we all went to the kitchen for another water break.
When we returned, we thought the boys another symbolism ritual. We knelt on all fours on the same bed and wiggled our perfect butts at them invitingly.
Our three mighty musketeers were soon busy stabbing their mummies with their big crotch swords from behind.
I started the lesson.
“Aghhh... ahhh... aghhh... Listen boys... ughh.. when you’re fucking your woman from behind like this... angghh... feel free to grab their hair from behind to control them. Uhhh... uhhh...” I said.
“Y-yesss... anghhh... Yesss!” Elizabeth said, “Like riding horses... ungghhh... you need to assert your control.”
“Ahhhh... angghh... And also...” Cassandra said, “When you want to cum inside a woman from behind, Ugghhhh.... arhhh... oooh.... The proper position for a woman to take it, Ughhh... Arghh... is like thisssss,” she moaned.
In sync, the three of us mothers stretched our arms straight forwards and lowered our face and chest down on the bed while arching our back to offer our asses and pussies up higher to our sons behind us.
This was basically the extended dog pose in yoga, but we adapted it to be a ritual symbolism of submission and surrender to our ravagers behind us.
I continued gasping, “If... if the woman is not in this pose when you want to cum, aghhh... ohhh... anghh... feel free to push her down and hold her down like that while you finish!”
In unison, the three of us mothers got back up on our elbows.
Our sons pounded us to their fill. When the time came, to our great pride and utmost joy, our sons grabbed us by the hair at the back of our heads and shoved our faces down on the bed roughly. We immediately assumed the pose, stretching our arms straight in front of us and arching our butts up and back while they grunted like beasts and copiously spermed their mummies’ orgasming pussies with such bounty that our cunts overflowed their thick creamy blessings.
My son, Jason, even added a nice touch by smacking my ass.
“W-well done darling!” I panted at my son behind me.
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After a final water break, we headed into the huge master bathroom for our final ritual.
Cassandra, Elizabeth, and I stripped away the nighties that we wore and the three of us stepped into the large round bathtub. We got on our knees before our sons who stood before us outside the tub and pushed back our shoulders and arched our backs back to proudly push our chest at them.
Our sons aimed their giant cocks at their mummies’ adoring faces and let loose all the water that their mummies had made sure they've been drinking plentifully during the multiple breaks throughout the night.
I had mentioned that the females in the African tribe tend to use the flowers differently than men. They prefer to burn it as incense. However, in a tightly packed modern city, airborne dispersion can cause problems. A wind might carry the incense and douse other unsuspecting people.
So this is how Cassandra, Elizabeth, and I decided to take our medicine. We feed the concentrated drug as purple pills to our sons and they in turn, douse us with the excess.
Not to mention, the incredible symbolism in this final ritual. Animals tend to mark their territory using urine. In our sons' cases, it should reflect on their subconscious level that they are marking their property.
The boys watched on as their beautiful, charismatic, and classy mothers moaned and rubbed their streams of hot piss all over their bodies, turning this way and that in order to make sure they get pissed on uniformly all around their sexy, slim, lithe, smooth, lily-white bodies.
After that, the boys went to their own rooms to shower and get dressed while their mummies linger in the bathtub to wind down.
We even prepared an ice-bucket and Champaign beside the bathtub. Once the boys were gone, I popped the cork and passed around the glasses. I filled up my friends’ glasses and mine with the golden fizzy beverage and we toasted each other to another case run done well.
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