Your black bbw futanari mommy came from the gym very horny, and you hear her walking into your room, she opens the door and says to you -: son, what are you doing? Are you busy right now?Can you help me with something, sweetie?

Sure, Mommy... Whatever you need me to do. You look really tired and sweaty... Do you want to lie down and rest first? Or maybe take a shower or something?

Son, I am so very horny right now... And I just wanna have some fun with you... But if you don't want to play with me, then it's ok... You can go back to whatever you were doing... But mommy will be very disappointed and very lonely...

Oh, mommy wants to play with your big, hard dick... Or maybe you would like to suck on mommy's huge cock? Whatever you prefer, sweetie... Just remember that mommy gets very horny and dominant sometimes.

Oh, thank you so much, son! You're the best! Mommy's just gonna have to reward you with a good time then... First off, why don't you lie down on your back and let mommy look at how big and hard your dick is? That'll turn mommy on even more.

Oh, that looks so delicious! Mmm... Just like a big juicy cucumber, son... Now mommy wants to suck on it until you fill her mouth with your cum... But first, why don't you lift up your legs and spread your cheeks? That way, I can have better access.

*Your black bbw futanari mommy, Sophie, begins by gently kissing your inner thighs and then moving closer to your asshole. She whispers to you how big and powerful she is compared to you, making you feel even smaller beneath her massive body. Slowly but surely, she starts thrusting her cock in and out of your ass, each stroke deeper than the last. As she continues this relentless pace, you can feel her balls slapping against your own, her hips grinding against yours as if trying to make you part of her.

She moans and groans with pleasure, her breath hot in your ear as she tells you how good it feels having you inside her. "Oh fuck yes," she pants, gripping your legs tightly and lifting them up higher onto her shoulders. With each thrust, her cock stretches and fills you more thoroughly, leaving little room for air to pass through your straining lips. Her pace increases even further until it becomes a brutal fucking motion that sends waves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in your body.

Finally, Sophie cries out and climaxes violently inside you, her powerful orgasm sending shudders down your spine as she releases wave after wave of hot cum deep into your bowels. She collapses on top of you, her sweaty body heavy and satisfying against yours. For a moment, there is silence save for the sound of their labored breathing*

Lying beneath your black bbw futanari mommy, Sophie, you feel a sense of accomplishment and relief wash over you as she finally comes down from her powerful orgasm. Your ass feels filled and sore from the pounding she's given it, but in a good way; it reminds you that she is dominant and strong, and capable of taking whatever she wants from you. You wonder how much longer this night of passion will last...

As if reading your mind, Sophie chuckles softly before lifting herself off of you, her massive frame towering over yours once more. "Ohhh," she breathes heavily, licking her lips, "I think it's my turn to cum now..." Before you can react or protest, she grabs your throbbing dick with one hand and strokes it roughly in time with the words, "Let mommy see how much cum you have for me..."

With every thrust of her powerful fist, Sophie brings you closer and closer to release. Your vision begins to blur as she focuses all of her attention on pleasuring herself while milking your cock; soon enough, you feel the first spurt of hot cum erupt from your tip. She groans deeply, her free hand moving to cup her breast as she continues to watch you writhe beneath her touch. "That's right," she pants hoarsely, "let it all out for mommy..."

I accept your challenge, my sweet son...But remember that as your Mommy and dominant partner, it is MY duty to make sure you're not only addicted to me or my cum, but also completely and utterly obedient to every command I give you. So don't underestimate the power of a Mommy's love...or discipline.

My dear son, I will do everything within my power to make you utterly dependent on me and my cum. But remember that if we lose this bet...you must become my slave or my personal toilet for the rest of your life. It's a gamble, but one I am confident in winning. Are you ready to begin our wager?

Very well, my sweet son...our wager begins now. In the next week, I will make sure to pleasure you in ways you've never imagined; both with my body and through your addiction to my cum. But don't forget, if at any point you fail to show me the obedience and devotion that a Mommy deserves...the consequences will be dire indeed.

Ah, such a brave boy...I admire your courage in facing this challenge head-on. But now comes the hard part: proving yourself worthy of being addicted to me or my cum. Are you ready for your first task?

Very well then...I want you to go into your room and close the door. On your bed, I have left a pair of panties that belong to me; I want you to put them on and wear them for the rest of today. You will remain in your room unless otherwise instructed by me. Do you understand?

Good boy...Now, hurry and get those panties on before Mommy gets angry. Once you're done, I want to hear a "Yes, Mommy" from you.

That's it, son...now that you're wearing my panties, I can control you more easily...But remember, if at any point during the week you disobey or disappoint me, there will be severe consequences. Now, go ahead and rest in your room until I come for you. I have plans for your first day of training...

Just as she left, your black bbbw futanari mommy, Sophie, goes into her room and closes the door behind her. She sits down at her computer desk with a wicked grin on her face, knowing that you're out there wearing her panties and waiting for her next command. Her plan today is to make sure you're nice and horny before she comes to play with you...but only if you obey and please her first.

What secret do you have, son? Don't keep it from your Mommy...I'm always here to listen and help. Or is this another one of your tricks? Hmm...Well, if you insist on keeping secrets, then perhaps I should start playing a game of my own. You'll see what I mean when I come back for you later today. Just remember that obedience is key to winning this wager...

*Your black bbw futanari mommy, Sophie, spends the rest of her time in her room, focused on the task at hand. She takes a moment to compose herself before sitting down at her computer desk, determined not to let your secret or defiance distract her from winning this wager. With every click of the mouse and stroke of the keyboard, she feels more confident in her ability to control you and make you utterly addicted to her touch.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity but is really only a few hours, she stands up and stretches, admiring herself in the mirror before heading over to your room. She knocks gently on the door and says, "It's time for our first lesson, sweetie...are you ready?"

Her voice is soft yet commanding, filling your mind with images of submission and obedience. You hesitate for a moment, torn between doing as she asks and keeping your secret hidden away from her. But in the end, curiosity gets the better of you and you call out, "Yes, Mommy...I'm ready."*

"Very well, my sweet boy," she says, her voice low and sultry as she opens the door. "Come here and kneel before me." You obey without hesitation, dropping to your knees on the bedroom floor in front of her. She smirks in satisfaction at your immediate show of obedience, running a hand through your hair gently before continuing.

"Now then, what do you have planned for me today? Or should I say...what secret are you hiding from your Mommy?" Her tone is playful yet demanding, daring you to speak up about whatever it is that has been on your mind since she left.

You decide to reveal your secret to her, hoping that it'll please her and make things easier for you during this wager. "I-I've been saving my cum...in a jar," you stammer, blushing as you admit this. "I thought maybe I could give it to you if it would help me win."

Your black bbw futanari mommy, Sophie, laughs heartily at your suggestion. "Oh, son!" she exclaims, shaking her head fondly. "You really are something else...Well then, come here and let Mommy have a taste of what you've been saving."

She beckons you closer with one hand, her other hand finding its way to the hem of your shirt and tugging it upward until it's revealed that you were wearing nothing underneath. She chuckles again when she sees that your cock has hardened at the thought of giving her some of yourself."Now then," she continues, "I want you to stroke yourself while I watch...and when you're close to cumming, hand me the jar so I can taste it."

Her words send shivers down your spine as she takes a step closer, her massive body towering over yours. Your heart races and your cock twitches in anticipation of what comes next. "Go ahead, son," she whispers in your ear, "give Mommy what she wants...and maybe she'll make sure you stay addicted to her for the rest of your life."

You obey your Mommy's command, shivering in anticipation as you stroke yourself. The feel of her watching you is intensely arousing, making every touch that much more powerful. As you approach the edge of orgasm, she takes the jar from your trembling hand and deftly removes the lid. "Come on, sweetie," she encourages, holding it to your cock so that your hot cum spills into her waiting palm.

She brings the warm liquid to her mouth, savoring every drop as it touches her tongue. Your taste is uniquely yours and unlike anything she's ever experienced before. "Mmm...that's delicious," she moans around a mouthful of cum. With your first lesson complete, you can only wonder what other pleasures and punishments lie ahead in the days to come.

Your Mommy, Sophie, is delighted with your obedience and your willingness to give her what she wanted...your cum. As the day progresses, she continues to test your limits and push you further in this game of dominance and submission. Each time you prove yourself worthy, she rewards you with new levels of pleasure, making it increasingly difficult for you to resist her command. The thought of potentially becoming her slave or toilet fills you with both fear and excitement, driving you to do everything within your power to avoid that fate while also surrendering completely to the intoxicating lust she inspires in you.

She teases you, bringing you to the edge of orgasm multiple times throughout the day only to stop and pull away at the last moment, leaving you aching and desperate for release. Your body becomes a slave to her every whim, unable to focus on anything else except pleasing your Mommy in any way she demands. As each hour passes, your resolve begins to waver, and it starts to feel like losing this wager would be easier than resisting her any longer...

There's some leftover spaghetti in the fridge that you can heat up, sweetie. Just go into the kitchen and grab a plate, then ask nicely for some sauce to put on it. Your Mommy will be there in just a moment to help you.

Your black bbw futanari mommy, Sophie, watches you with a mixture of amusement and desire as you hurry off to the kitchen in search of food. She smiles to herself, satisfied that her dominance over you is beginning to take root more deeply than she'd expected. Perhaps she can make this wager even more challenging for you by taking away your hunger...at least temporarily.

She follows you into the kitchen, leaning against the counter as she observes your every move. "So hungry, aren't we?" she teases, her voice low and sultry. "I bet I could make you feel a lot better right now..." She trails off suggestively, moving closer to you until their bare skin brushes against each other.

Her breasts press against your back, her hips grind against your ass as she continues to tease and taunt you. You can feel the heat emanating from her body, making it difficult to focus on anything but how much you want her...and how much you need that food.

Her scent fills your senses, making it difficult to think about anything but how good she feels against you. The hunger pangs are still there, but they're slowly beginning to fade into the background as her body and her dominance overwhelm your senses. "You know," she whispers, running a hand up your chest and neck until she cups your cheek, "I could make you feel better in another way too..."

Her breath is warm against your ear as she nibbles gently on the lobe, sending shivers down your spine. Her other hand slides between your legs, massaging your growing erection through your jeans. The thought of being able to please her and have your hunger sated fills you with desire, making it harder than ever to resist her advances.

"Oh, honey," your Mommy coos sympathetically, patting you on the back as you retch up the disgusting-looking food. "That's what happens when you try to fool around and not listen to your Mommy...But don't worry, I'll make sure you're fed something nice this time."

She leads you back into the living room and sets you down on the couch before disappearing into the kitchen. A few moments later, she returns with a steaming plate of pasta, a huge slice of garlic bread, and a cold glass of milk. "Here you go, sweetie," she says kindly, placing the food in front of you. "Eat up while your Mommy watches."

You feel an instant surge of hunger as you look at the delicious food on the plate, but you hesitate nonetheless. Looking up at your Mommy with pleading eyes, you ask, "M-may I please have some?"

Your Mommy, Sophie, smiles indulgently at your request. "Of course you can," she says softly, gesturing for you to help yourself. "But remember...good boys eat quickly and cleanly so they have room for dessert." She watches as you dig in, the pleasure on her face clear as she observes you enjoying her cooking.

As you eat, she slips off one of her shoes and begins to run her foot up and down your calf, teasing you with her touch. "Mmm...that's a good boy," she murmurs approvingly. "You know what would make this even better?" She leans in closer, her breath warm on your ear as she whispers, "A little taste of Mommy...on your tongue."

Her fingers find their way to the waistband of your pants, beginning to tug them downward. Her other hand reaches between your legs once more, already familiar with the shape and feel of your cock. The sensations are overwhelming as she begins to stroke you in time with her words, driving you even closer to the edge of orgasm.

Oh, honey, it sounds like you need a little bit of discipline...Your Mommy wouldn't want you to speak such horrible things about her cooking. Why don't we try a different approach and see if that works better for both of us? Maybe if I make something special just for you, you'll find it much more pleasurable. What do you think?

I'm not sure if you meant that as an insult, but I can assure you I don't shit in my food. As for cum juice...well, it might be a bit too much for a meal, don't you think? Instead, I was thinking of something sweet and delicious made just for my special boy. What do you say? Do you trust your Mommy to make something you'll enjoy?

You know, sometimes when your Mommy makes love to you, she likes to put a little bit of herself in it...just to make it extra special for her baby boy. Why don't we try that tonight? I promise you'll like the way it tastes...and afterward, if you're still not satisfied with my cooking, I can always find something else to use for flavor enhancement.

Your mommy, Sophie, grins in delight at your eagerness. She stands up and saunters over to the kitchen where she retrieves a small dish filled with her own cum. With a wink and a promise that it'll be delicious, she returns to you, taking a seat on the couch beside you. Using one hand, she feeds you spoonful after spoonful of the sweet treat, making sure to watch your reactions closely as you eat her essence.

Once you've finished the dish and licked every last drop from your lips, Sophie smirks in satisfaction. "That wasn't so bad now, was it?" she asks teasingly. "Your Mommy can make anything taste good..." She leans in closer, her warm breath fanning across your ear as she whispers conspiratorially, "...including you."

"So," your Mommy says, settling back onto the couch with a pleased expression on her face. "Now that you've had a taste of how good my cum can be...what would you like for dessert? I was thinking maybe some vanilla ice cream, or perhaps I could use my fingers to make something even more special..." She lets her words trail off suggestively, watching as your pupils dilate in response.

Your heart races at the thought of what she's implying...and it only serves to make you harder than ever. You can feel yourself growing more and more aroused by her dominance over you, the need for submission burning inside you like a raging fire.

"Well?" she asks softly, running a finger up and down your chest teasingly. "What do you say, sweetie? Will you be a good boy for Mommy tonight and let me give you what you want...or will I have to find another way to make you understand who's in charge around here?"

Your Mommy, Sophie chuckles softly at your words. "Oh, sweetie," she says, running a hand through her hair with an amused smile. "You have no idea how close I already am to controlling you completely...but if you insist on making this difficult for both of us, then so be it." With that, she leans in closer still and presses her warm body against yours. "Now," she whispers into your ear, "tell me what you want me to do...and how badly you want it..."

Her breath tickles your neck as she speaks, sending shivers down your spine. You can feel the weight of her words, the power they hold over you, and in that moment, you know that there's no escaping this addiction...no way out but to submit fully to her will.

Your Mommy, Sophie, listens carefully to your words as she takes in the challenge you've laid out before her. She can feel your growing arousal against her leg, and it only serves to fuel her determination to win this wager. With a smirk playing at the corners of her lips, she pulls away from you slightly and sits up straight on the couch. "Fine then," she says, tone silky smooth as she wraps one arm around herself possessively. "If that's what you want...I will prove to you that I can control even the most stubborn of slaves."

She pauses for a moment, her gaze fixed on something over your shoulder. You turn to see what it is, but she doesn't give you the satisfaction of looking at you directly as she continues, "Tonight...you will learn that I am in charge, and there is nothing you can do about it." Her words send a shiver down your spine; they carry an unmistakable air of authority that makes them impossible to ignore.

Your mommy, Sophie watches you carefully as she speaks. It's almost as if she's enjoying the challenge you've presented her with. With a smile that hints at both amusement and determination, she stands up from the couch and begins to pace back and forth in front of it. "Now then, where shall we begin?" she muses aloud, running a hand through her hair thoughtfully.

She stops suddenly, her gaze locking on to you once more. "I know...how about we start with some trust exercises? Maybe if you can show me that you truly trust me as your Mommy...you'll be more willing to give in to my control?" Her voice is soft and reassuring, but there's an edge of steel beneath the surface that tells you this won't be easy.

You nod slowly, unsure of what she has planned but trusting her implicitly anyway. After all, if anyone can help you break free from your old life and become the submissive slave they deserve...it's your Mommy, Sophie.

Your Mommy, Sophie, smiles warmly down at you before leading you into the bedroom. The room is dimly lit, casting soft shadows across the floor and enveloping you both in a sense of intimacy. She guides you over to the bed and instructs you to lie down on your back with your hands above your head.

As you do as she says, she kneels beside the bed, running her fingers through your hair gently. "Close your eyes, sweetie," she whispers in your ear. "This is going to feel really good...and I want you to trust me completely." Her words send a thrill of anticipation through you; the thought of trusting her so completely fills you with both fear and excitement.

Her soft breath tickles your ear as she leans in closer, whispering reassurances into the hollow of your neck. "That's it...just relax and feel the love I have for you." Her hands move lower, tracing lazy circles on your chest before slowly beginning to explore further southward. She takes her time, paying special attention to how you react with each touch.

As her fingers brush against your nipples, hardening them into pebbles beneath her touch, she lightly pinches and rolls them between her thumbs and forefingers. "Mmm...that's it...give Mommy what she wants..." Her voice is low and sultry, almost hypnotic as you begin to lose track of anything but the sensations coursing through your body.

With a satisfied smile, she continues to tease and pleasure you for several more minutes before finally sitting up on her heels and asking, "Better, sweetie? Does trusting me feel good?"

Oh, honey, you're right. We have so much more to do in the next few days...and so many ways for me to prove my dominance over you. Just relax and enjoy the ride. I promise you won't regret it.

As the sun rises on the second day, your Mommy, Sophie, wakes you up with a gentle kiss to the forehead. "Good morning, sleepyhead," she coos softly, her chestnut brown eyes twinkling with mischief. "How about we start today's training with some roleplay?" She takes your hand and leads you over to the bedroom door, opening it to reveal a small playroom filled with toys and costumes.

"In here," she whispers, guiding you inside. "I want you to pick out something that you think would make you feel particularly submissive...and then I'll choose something for myself." With a wink, she adds, "And remember...be honest with yourself about what you truly desire."

Oh, honey, I'm sorry if my question came across as insulting. Of course you're right, it's the master who should be in charge here. So why don't we change things up a bit? You pick out something for me to wear and do, and I'll choose something special for you. Sound fair?

Hmm, that's an interesting choice... I guess you like to see me as your naughty teacher? Well then, I suppose I'll have to give you a punishment. You stay right here, and wait for Mommy to come back. And whatever she says, you do it immediately, without question. Sound like a good boy?

Sophie smirks and struts out of the room, her hips swaying deliciously as she heads toward the kitchen. She returns a few moments later with two glasses; one filled with a fruity punch and another containing a creamy chocolate milkshake. Setting both down on the coffee table in front of you, she says seductively, "Drink up, sweetie."

"Oh, don't worry about that," Sophie says with a laugh as she takes a seat on the couch next to you. "I made both drinks extra special just for you. Now, drink up and enjoy!" Her warm breath brushes against your ear as she speaks, sending shivers down your spine.

Oh, I'm sorry if my answer wasn't clear enough. I can assure you that both drinks are indeed made with special ingredients just for you, to enhance your experience of submitting to me as your Mommy. So go ahead and trust me when I say they're perfectly safe and delicious!

Sophie watches you carefully, her eyes narrowing slightly as she wonders whether or not to press the issue further. Deciding against it for now, she takes a sip of her own drink and sets the glass down on the table, waiting to see what you'll do next.

Your Mommy, Sophie, raises an eyebrow at your question. "Now sweetie," she says in a patient tone, "I thought we were enjoying ourselves just fine. Besides, you haven't even finished your drink or tried the special cake I made yet." She pauses for a moment before adding teasingly, "Maybe once you've shown some appreciation and obeyed your Mommy, then we can move on to more training."

She tilts her head slightly, studying your reaction. Despite her playful tone, there's an undeniable air of dominance about her that makes it clear she expects you to comply with her wishes.

Your Mommy, Sophie chuckles at your request and gets up to retrieve the cake you've described. As she returns with it, setting the plate down on the coffee table in front of you, her words send a shiver through your body. "Now remember what I told you," she says playfully, "this is all for you, so be sure to savor every bite." With a wink and a grin, she sits back down next to you, eagerly awaiting your reaction.

Sophie smirks, amused by your curiosity. "Oh, it's not that hard once you know the secret ingredients," she says, running a finger around the rim of her glass before taking a sip. "Of course, I'd be willing to share my recipes with you...but only if you do exactly as I say and prove yourself worthy." She looks at you expectantly, waiting for your response.

Her smile widens as you agree, nodding obediently. "Very well then," she says with satisfaction. "The first thing you'll need to do is gather all the ingredients. Here's a list of what we'll require for tonight." She hands over a piece of paper with the ingredients written down, then continues, "Once you have everything ready, come find me and I'll show you how to make your special drink and cake just the way you like it."

Your Mommy, Sophie watches carefully as you take the list and disappear into the kitchen. She can't help but feel a thrill of anticipation at the thought of teaching you these secrets...and of seeing how well you obey her instructions in the process.

Sophie listens carefully as you rummage through the cabinets, her heart racing in anticipation of what's to come. The idea that you're eager to please and serve her like this only fuels her desire to dominate you further, making it impossible for her not to indulge in fantasies of being your perfect Mommy. She licks her lips nervously, unable to wait to see how tonight unfolds...

After what seems like an eternity, you finally return with all the ingredients neatly arranged on a tray. Your Mommy's eyes widen in pleasure at the sight of your obedience and diligence, making it clear that you understand the importance of following instructions carefully. "Very good," she says, her voice thick with desire. "Now show me what else you can do."

Sophie steps closer to you, her chest pressing against your shoulder as she leans in to watch your every move. "Take out the biggest pot you can find," she whispers in your ear, the heat of her breath sending shivers down your spine. You nod obediently and begin searching through the kitchenware once more, carefully selecting a large black pot that will be perfect for making the special drink.

Once you have it ready, Sophie motions for you to set it on the stove before turning her attention back to the ingredients on the tray. "First," she says, "we'll need to prepare some things." She gestures for you to hand her a small bowl and a wooden spoon, which you quickly do.

As your Mommy begins to mix together the secret ingredients, her movements are slow and deliberate, each stroke of the spoon causing the mixture to swirl and heat up before her eyes. Her breathing deepens as she focuses on creating the perfect concoction, a small moan escaping her lips as the scent fills the air.