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A young boy without a proper release for his raging sexual drives, and his mother, driven to the extremes of lust by the frustration of a special need, are the subjects of this novel. Under the circumstances, we can understand how these individuals are driven into each other’s arms. Our society forbids sexual union between a mother and son, and ignores many unusual appetites; but for some, these can be the only way to satisfaction.
As you read this account of passions unleashed, try to put yourself into the characters’ roles and then see if you can find fault. Although they sink deeper and deeper into wanton behavior, they, at least, get a taste of all those pleasures that so many of us miss.
So, what is normal? What are the rules we should live by? Is conformity to the average the goal, or should we seek our pleasures in extremes?
In MOM’S GOLDEN SHOWER FUN—each reader must decide for himself what is the right path. So, take a trip into the nether world of sexuality, and find out what goes on behind the drawn shutters of our neighbors’ lives.
Barbara peeked out the window of her bedroom, watching as Cindy squatted near the fence.
Cindy’s shorts were pulled to one side, along with her panties; her pink little cunt was showing and she was looking down between her thighs at it.
Cindy’s soft sigh came through the screen, bringing Barbara’s eyes back to her. The golden stream of hot piss was splashing onto the grass and Cindy looked as if she felt a great relief.
This was the second time Barbara had seen the little girl pissing there. And, just like the first time, it excited her. It was not necessarily watching her piss, although that was exciting, too, it excited her to see that succulent young cunt, the pink lips, the very tip of Cindy’s tiny clit. There was something appealing about Cindy’s cunt, something that created a deep, hot reaction inside Barbara.
As she watched, her nipples distended into swollen tips, and there was a tingling pleasure between her thighs. She felt her pussy becoming moist as she watched. The first time, her response had not been this great. But today, she was responding with an almost-unbearable urge to squeeze her cunt.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number PR-3241 in the original publications (a duplicate).