Sissy Training my Son

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My son came to me last night with a strange request. He had been having some homosexual urges and he wanted me to help him explore them and give him some sissy training. We’ve always been very open minded and a sharing family, so I agreed to help. I sent to the store with a list. Panties, lube, and an enema. I bet the cashier was thinking wicked thoughts when she rang him up!!!

We started with the enema. No one wants to mine for poop so you gotta be clean. Once his colon and rectum were cleansed, I brought out my vibrator and the lube. Starting with a small one, I worked him up to an extra large black cock. Still, he wanted more. I began to think he was a greedy little faggot when I brought out my jumbo strap-on. I just rammed it in, making him squeal like a little bitch. Mama is a good sissy trainer but my boy was insatiable. He begged for more and bigger meat. His tight round ass up in the air really got me turned on. I knew exactly what he needed. A good old-fashioned fisting. I closed my fist, looking at it, wondering how much he could take. We were about to find out.

A squirt of lube and I was ready. My hand slid in to my wrist and he didn’t even wince. “More, Mom. More.” he moaned. I pushed farther and farther, halfway up my forearm and it still wasn’t enough. A milky juice began to flow from his asshole with each plunge of my hand. A little more and I was buried to the elbow. His ass was rocking now as he greedily took it all. I slipped my other hand in my panties to diddle my pussy. I was creaming now watching my greedy faggot son get what he needed. My arm was suddenly gripped by his sphincter muscles as his prostate began to twitch. I knew his cock was gonna blow and I had to get out of there. As I pulled my dripping arm from his ass, my horny boy blew a huge load all over himself.

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