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>Mama Rarity will never give you a BJ when you're sick.
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>You're not quite sure how this happened
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>All you did was say you weren't feeling very well
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>And now your mother is pushing you down onto the sofa
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>Quite firmly, as well
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>She's not taking no for an answer
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>"My little darling!" she exclaims laying a hand against your forehead
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>"You're burning up! Oh, this is dreadful!"
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>She kneels down beside you and cups your cheeks with her immaculately manicured hands
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>"You just sit right there. I'll bring out a blanket for you, and make your favourite-"
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>She's really making too much out of this
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>You hate to do it, but you break her flow
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"Mum, really, it's not such a big deal. I've just got a bit of a headache, and-"
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>Her eyes flash, and she draws herself up melodramatically
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>"Young man, don't talk back when you're sick!"
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>"I'm going to get you absolutely everything you need,"
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>"You're not to get up until you're well again!"
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>Your mum can be quite imposing when she wants to be
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>Once in a blue moon, something will strike her as vitally important
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>Usually something in reaction to a passing comment made by one of her friends
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>And she will go to any lengths to see it through
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>It's no use fighting
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>So you lie back
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>And as you watch your mother bustle off, you swear you could hear her mutter something to herself
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>"... this'll show Fluttershy who ought to be more 'hands on' with her son..."
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>She brings you out a big, warm blanket
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>Soon after, a mug of steaming hot chocolate with great big marshmallows bobbing along the rim
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>Even one of those old-timey stools to put your feet up on
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>She plops down next to you with a damp cloth
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>And cuddles up to your side, dabbing every so often at your forehead
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>It's actually kind of overwhelming
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>And uncomfortable when her insistent pressing of her ample bosom against your side produces a... reaction
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>There's no way to relieve your tension at all with your mother right there
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>And the more she fawns over you, the harder you realise you're getting
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>Eventually she puts down her cloth and gives you a peck on the cheek
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>"Now, mama has some work to do, my little sweetheart"
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>"I'll just be in the other room, so you just call if you need anything, alright?"
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>"I'll come right away"
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>She moves off, heading towards her inspiration room, and you immediately thrust a hand beneath your blanket as you watch her shapely hips sway towards the door
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>The pressure is too intense
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>You need relief
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>And so before she even leaves the room, you give yourself a couple of experimental jerks
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>Big mistake
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>She must have sensed the movement or something
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>Because as soon as you start to stroke yourself she turns back to you
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>"Did you say something, sweet-"
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>Her eyes affix onto the bulge under the blanket
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>And her mouth turns up into a grin
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>"Oh, darling, are you feeling bunged up?"
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>She struts confidently back across the room as you flounder for something to say
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>She presses a finger to your lips and shushes you
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>"Shhh, don't worry. Mummy understands."
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>"And mummy did say she'd take care of absolutely everything, didn't she?"
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>Rarity twitches up your blanket, exposing your lower regions to the cool air
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>Kneeling down for a better look, she gently takes your hand in one of hers, and tuts loudly as she moves it away from your cock
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>"What are you doing?" she asks exasperatedly
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>"No lube, no nothing... you'll rub yourself raw!"
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>"We can't have that."
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>She licks her full red lips
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>Runs her tongue directly along the underside of your manhood
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>And the sheer surreal nature and sudden sensation is almost more than you can bear
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>Only by grabbing for your mother's hair and clenching your fist around it can you keep from coming immediately
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>She moans as your fist tugs on her hair, vibrations running through you
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>Without missing a beat, her lips fasten themselves tight around the tip of your dick, and she dives for the base
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>In one smooth movement she smears her lipstick along your entire length
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>Stuffing your entire massive rod down her eager throat
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>And when you can't help but moan out your appreciation
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"Oh, mom!"
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>She can't help but chuckle coyly in turn, and you feel every bit of her laughter through your throbbing member as she starts to bob her head
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>With your tip constantly grazing the back of her throat, you struggle to contain yourself
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>But as your mother's moans fill the air you're not sure how much longer you can weather her assault
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"Mom, I can't-"
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>With an audible 'pop', she breaks suction and pulls her mouth away
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>"Hold on? Aw, sweetie - darling - this is all for you."
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>She plants little wet kisses along your length, her warm breath felt keenly against your sensitive skin
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>"Don't worry about holding on"
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>"Just worry about feeling better"
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>She fastens her lips around you once again, slurping, and after she envelops it only a couple more times do you feel the pressure building
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>"Give it to me, baby"
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>You come, shooting ropes of your sticky white cum down mama's throat
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>And she holds your hand as she swallows it all
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>"Just call if you need -anything-, sweetie."
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by OniiChansFables
by OniiChansFables
by OniiChansFables
by OniiChansFables
by OniiChansFables