Viral Birthday: Mommy Teaches Anal

Viral Birthday: Mommy Teaches Anal

You can't predict what will go viral on social media because the content billions of people see online is determined by highly complex content algorithms. So one day, when videos of boys celebrating their 18th birthday by having another man cum all over them started going viral - there was no one to blame.

This generation of boys is unlike any that came before. Willing to have another man's semen on their lips for a taste of being internet famous. News outlets reported this trend was another example of how social media was destroying our culture and traditional values. But while reporters were reading eulogies for the Modern Man, the rest of the world was busy celebrating the birth of this craze.

Soon every 18 year old boy begged their parents for a grown man or "Stud" with big balls full of delicious cum to be at his very own birthday party.

Parents initially confused by the trend came around once they realized it was just a modern day, self-inflicted hazing into adulthood. No different than the fucked up initiation ceremonies they experienced in college, long before their kids were born.

Naked walks across campus, paddling in the front lawn until their bottom turned red, scrubbing toilets with a toothbrush while wearing a slutty maid outfit. Parents had their share of emotional scars from becoming adults - so who were they to judge if their son wanted to celebrate turning 18 by having strings of hot, sticky semen shot on him like biological confetti?

The trend was referred to as 'Frost His Cake'. A cheeky reference to when a Stud's semen is so thick and creamy that it looks like buttercream frosting. TikTok, Facebook, and Instagram filled with tens of thousands of photos and videos of 18 year old boys being frosted with sperm like human sponge cake.

Delicate and light, these boys' bodies were the perfect surface to be piped with cummy frosting. The internet ate up the content in a frenzy - and showed no signs of being satisfied.

Kyle had no idea he was getting a Stud until his parents lit the birthday candles and told him to "Make a wish." After the candles were blown, Kyle opened his eyes and saw a mountain of a man sweep him off his feet and into strong arms. Several of the guests' jaws dropped when they saw how large the Stud was compared to the birthday boy.

The Stud cradled the 18 year old boy in his arms like a baby. Kyle nuzzled his head into the grown man's swollen chest muscles that radiated heat. The masculine scent and natural pheromones produced by the Stud caused the birthday boy to completely forget about his party. His mind went blank, and the crowd pointed and laughed at his reaction.

Some men on this planet are so masculine, so sexual, that it's only natural to fall to your knees and look up at them and flash a little smile so they that you're a submissive bitch. It's just what Mother Nature designed Studs to do. Only after seeing a Stud in person do you realize the world revolves around powerful men with big balls.

The Stud took a deep breath causing his chest to grow twice as big - he looked toward the birthday boy and said, "Two little birds told me that you turned 18 a couple months ago. Ever since then they have been planning to surprise you with something they figured you'd like."

The party turned to smile at Kyle's Mom and Dad - the two little birdies that schemed with a Stud to surprise their son on his big day. Some guests joked that Kyle's Dad should cover his eyes right about now. But both parents smiled proudly at their son being carried by the Stud in his early 40's.

Kyle's Mom livestreamed the party on her phone. She had spared no expense and hoped her son's party would go viral like the ones she saw on her Facebook feed.

"I'm sorry to cut the party short but if you lovely guests don't mind I want Kyle to unwrap the gift I have for him in private... just the two of us," the Stud said with a deep voice as he winked towards the party.

The crowd hissed with disappointment and began chanting loudly, "Frost his cake! Frost his cake! Frost his cake!"

Kyle's parents joined in on the chant and pumped their fists into the air, adding to the crowd's energy. They yelled "FROST HIS CAKE!" as loud as they could, because they didn't want to look like the stuffy, conservative parents they had growing up.

At one point Kyle's Mom drunk on the party's energy yelled at the Stud, "Frost his FUCKING cake."

The Stud threw Kyle over his shoulder and gently patted his bottom, making sure the crowd could see. A woman named Tiffany who Kyle took to Senior Prom yelled, "Please pound him in the ass for all of us Mr. Stud!" The party laughed in response.

Kyle's Mom laughed so hard tears formed in the corner of her eyes while Kyle's Dad shook hands with a co-worker wearing a tie and thanked him for finding the time to come.

Jacob and Brett watched as their best friend was suspended in the air, powerless to resist the Stud's control. Jacob leaned in close and asked his friend, "Hey Brett, what do you think of the Stud?"

"Oh... him? Yeah I guess he seems alright."

"Alright? Alright! Are you kidding me? He's 6 and a half feet tall, totally jacked, and lifted our buddy Kyle like a bag of sugar," Jacob said as he pretended to carry something over his shoulder.

Boomer parents turned the internet craze into a competition. Getting a Stud for your kid's birthday wasn't enough to get views anymore. Now, if parents wanted to go viral, the Stud had to be taller, stronger, and more masculine than any other Stud.

A Nuclear Arms Race amongst parents led to exorbitant Stud fees to hire the most masculine man for their son's party. Parents that spared no expense became 'Stud Owners' to gain exclusive rights to a Stud so he could never render his services at any other boy's party. This made the price of Studs increase even more and soon parents withdrew from retirement accounts and college savings to make sure their son was happy at his 18th birthday party.

Social media filled with tips of how parents could emphasize the size difference between their son and his Stud to increase the chance of going viral. Photos were taken at certain angles to make the barely legal boys appear smaller. Parents forbid their son's from wearing hoodies and baggy sweatpants, and instead, made them wear clothing in girl sizes to better showcase their youthful frame.

Kyle was carried away from his own party like a disobedient child. His legs kicked helplessly in the air as the Stud controlled him with little effort. A large hand pressed against the birthday boy's bottom. Kyle's Mom followed closely behind with a phone stretched in front of her. The camera lens recorded a smile that grew on the birthday boy's face as he was carried away to a private room.

Brett and Jacob felt the absence of their best friend. Brett turned and asked, "What do you think Kyle and his Stud are gonna do now that they're alone?"

"I dunno dude. I guess he's probably going to remove the Stud's brown leather belt and fumble with the zipper on his denim jeans like the virgin nerd he is. Then he'll probably reach into the Stud's boxers and unwrap the Studly dick that will cover him in frosting," Jacob replied casually.

Brett's thoughts drifted to the Stud. If his top half was that big and strong what did he hide under those denim jeans? Was he 8 inches? 10 inches? Maybe bigger? Brett stretched his arm in front of him and wondered if his hand could wrap around a Stud's girth.

As Brett imagined holding a Stud's cock in his hand he asked his friend, "Do boys use their ass to have sex with a Stud?"

Jacob shrugged and said, "I dunno. I guess so. Hopefully you'll find out soon what a birthday boy has to do to get his cake frosted. Has your Mom said anything yet?"

Last Monday, had come and went without Brett's Mom saying more than Happy Birthday. But since the search for a Stud only begins after reaching the age of consent, parties were delayed weeks or months so preparations could be made.

In this very moment, she may be spinning her web like a black widow spider, planning a party he will never forget.

Jacob tossed the plate that held birthday cake into the trash and said, "Would you let a Stud put his dick in your butt if it was the only way to get your cake frosted? Like otherwise your whole party was ruined if you didn't let him?"

Brett didn't respond to the question but walked more stiffly as they left the party. In his hand was a plate that was empty except for a few crumbs that he held against the front of his pants. After the last couple of parties Brett knew it was better to be prepared than to expose himself.

Brett got into his car and tossed the plate into the back seat. The bulge in his pants did nothing to hide his stiff penis underneath. He knew that he shouldn't beat himself up over this. Everyone reacts to a Stud differently.

Deep down we're all just animals hardwired for sex. Right?

He looked out his car windows to make sure no one in the parking lot was watching and then unbuttoned his pants. Brett lowered his boxers like opening a gift bag and revealed his stiff 18 year old penis that burned red with excitement.

Milky white pre-cum pooled in the front of his black boxers that created a contrast he knew his Mom would notice when she did laundry this week. Shame covered his face as he watched his penis continue to leak creamy pre-cum into his boxers.

As sperm swam aimlessly in his boxer briefs, Brett looked at his reflection in the rear view mirror and spoke like a father scolding a child, "This can't keep happening."

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The next day, all three members of the Rose house sat around the kitchen table.

"It's so nice having my babies home again," Mrs. Rose said cheerfully.

"How am I still a baby? I'm back from college for the Summer," Valerie said while scrolling on her phone.

"You will always be my babies. Sorry, not sor--,"

"Shut up Mom! Brett did you see the post from Kyle's party?," Valerie asked.

His older sister pulled a chair next to him and leaned in close. A Facebook post from Kyle's Mom said: Kyle celebrated his 18th birthday party with family, friends, and a well hung STUD! It's hard to believe our little boy graduated high school and is a grown man now. I'm thrilled to say yesterday his cake was FROSTED! Congratulations and Happy Birthday Sweetheart! Please like, comment, and share to help us celebrate!

Brett's heart raced as a picture of his best friend filled the screen. Posted to the whole world was a photo of a hundred million sperm swimming on his face. Semen covered his nose, mouth, and squinting eyes. The Stud's cum was so thick and creamy it looked like cream cheese frosting. A smile on Kyle's face was barely visible underneath the Stud's seed that sparkled from the camera's flash.

The post went live 4 minutes ago and already had 76 likes.

"Holy shit. Is that geek Kyle actually gonna go viral? I must admit he got a really cute frosting photo. Did they hire a photographer?" Valerie asked.

Kyle's friends and family shared the post. Each time Valerie refreshed the page it got new comments. Kyle's date to Senior Prom commented, "Love the photo Kyle! Looks like your Stud was just as happy as you on your big day! <3"

Kyle's Dad commented, "Happy 18th birthday Son! We are so proud of you! Working overtime to pay the Stud fee was a small price to pay to see you happy! We're proud parents and also proud Stud Owners! -Love Dad."

Jacob commented, "You're lucky to have such cool parents! Also, Brett wanted me to ask if you did butt stuff with your Stud?"

Valerie slapped the table in a fit of laughter, and between laughs caught her breath. "Did you seriously ask that 'lil bro? Do you really think jerking a Stud off with your calloused little hand is enough to get a load that fucking massive?"

Mom scolded Valerie for saying curse words in her home. She rested a hand on her son's shoulder and asked how he felt. As Brett stared at the photo he said if his best friend was happy then he was happy too.

"This is really good for Kyle, especially before he goes to college. I don't date guys unless they get frosted by a Stud once they turn 18. Guys who are too insecure to get a Stud are selfish assholes. My girlfriend Sally at Alpha Delta Pi liked a guy that refused to get one on his 18th birthday and he was a total psycho. My sorority sisters came up with the phrase: If he's not been with a Stud, Nip it in the Bud."

After a moment of silence Brett asked, "Isn't it gay though? I mean to have another guy empty his balls on your face... let alone having sex with him. Things between Katie and I are getting pretty serious now too."

Valerie lost her patience and said, "It's not gay Brett! Society is more advanced now. Everyone in college has sex with each other. This is your chance to show the world that you're grown up enough to understand that. Guys that are manly enough to get a Stud are WAY fucking hotter. They're better in bed too."

Mom shot her daughter a disapproving look and folded her arms across her chest. The black V-neck she wore revealed more of her double D breasts than she preferred to show in public. She reached for her son's hand and looked into his eyes.

"Sweetheart I'd like to get you a Stud for your 18th birthday party like all your friends. I know it'll be expensive, but we still have the last of the child support from your father that can help pay for it."

She stood up from the table and grabbed a manilla envelope. Valerie couldn't hold back excited giggles. Brett felt his sister staring at him as Mom slid a piece of paper across the table.

"Your sister has offered to help as we navigate this process as a family. We need to support each other during this. First, we need to know your Stud preferences so we can make sure you're happy at the party sweetheart," Mom said.

The form had multiple fields that needed to be filled out. Brett blushed as he read it and grabbed a pen with a shaky hand. The blue pen hovered over the paper, but he couldn't make himself write. His family had been tight since Dad left, but this... this was a whole new level.

Mom shifted her chair close to Brett and pointed a finger at the form and read it out loud. "Sweetheart, the first two categories is your preference for Stud Height and Body Type."

Valerie interjected, "Baby bro, how you answer these questions matter. Do you want a birthday party that goes viral or not? Because if you do, you need to get a Stud that is at least 6 foot 7 inches and spends a lot of time at the gym."

Valerie grabbed the pen from her brother and wrote in blue ink what she said. The whole family watched Brett's reaction and after a moment of silence he hesitantly nodded.

"That's great angel. You're going to have so much fun at your party. The next category you need to fill out is Cock Length and Average Cum Load."

Brett rested his head in his hands and said, "How the hell am I supposed to answer this question? I've never been with a man in my life. I never even thought about it until I turned 18. The closest I've gotten to physical intimacy in my life is rubbing Katie's panties in the back of my car and she says I can't even do that right."

Mrs. Rose asked her daughter, "Valerie how important is Average Cum Load for going viral?"

"How much the Stud cums is really important! 'Lil bro, think about how many people will like your post when you're covered in a gallon of sperm! You need to work up your Stud nice and slow and get that frosting warmed up. Also, no offense Brett, but you don't want to get too eager on your first Stud. Maybe after the second one you can be bold, but I'm gonna be conservative and write you want him to be at least 8 inches long. But definitely no shorter than that baby bro."

Valerie wrote >9mL for average cum load and >8 inch dick on the form and then stood up and hugged her brother. "I'm so jealous of you Brett. Like OH MY GOD I wish this was my fucking party. What do you think Mom maybe I can get a Stud for my 21st birthday? Hahaha!"

Mom reminded Valerie again to stop cursing in her house and grabbed the preference form. She walked to the living room to call the agency to see what Stud options were available. The demand for Studs is greatest after high school graduation, so this was not the time to procrastinate.

Mom paced back and forth across the living room as she spoke to the Stud Agency. "Hi this is Mrs. Rose. I'm calling to find a Stud for my son's 18th birthday party. His preference is a man that is at least 6 foot 7 inches tall, heavily muscled, at least an 8 inch cock, and balls full of yummy frosting."

Valerie covered her mouth with both fists to contain her excitement. Her eyes scanned back and forth as she watched Mom pace in the living room. The kids listened as their Mom answered questions from the agency.

"We're willing to spare no expense...."

"No preference on ethnicity....."

"A Stud available in the next two weeks...."

"The perfect Stud is eager and able to accommodate what my family wants...."

Valerie's blue eyes opened wide as a deep, masculine voice was heard over the phone. It wasn't clear enough to make out the words, but it was obvious the voice belonged to an incredibly impressive male specimen. A Stud.

Mom was startled by the voice and said, "Hi, yes, I have an 18 year old son named Brett that needs his cake frosted."

After a short pause Mom's nervous giggling filled the house like a teenage girl talking to a crush. "Do you prefer I call you Stud? I can call you anything you want... Sir or Master maybe?"

Mom stopped pacing as she listened to the man on the other line. Then responded, "...... Oohhhhh I LOVE that name. I'll make sure to call you that from now on. I prefer to be called Ms. Rose, I dropped the 'R' when Brett's father left. Thank god he's gone now..."

Mom held the phone to her ear with a shoulder and started to groom herself with both hands. She adjusted bra straps. Picked lint off her black top. Fingered the lacy thong hidden beneath her pants. She ran both hands over her double D breasts and then cupped them from the bottom causing them to appear even larger, before remembering the kids were watching.

Growing up Brett had to listen silently as his friends perved on his Mom. They said she had everything you want in a woman - big tits, hourglass figure, cum-on-me ass, and beautiful face. As Brett watched his Mom talk on the phone he realized he couldn't disagree. She is beautiful. It was a miracle Mom didn't have a single gray streak in her black hair after raising two kids by herself for the last six years.

Mom started again. "I love BIG boys. You sound perfect for my baby... his Mommy approves! I just hope as a single parent I can afford to pay what I'm sure is a high fee for such an impressive Stud as yourself..."

After a moment of silence, the house echoed with Mom's giggling. She twirled a lock of hair with her fingers as she listened to the Stud. It was obvious money wasn't going to stop this man from being at her son's birthday party.

It took several minutes and multiple goodbyes before the phone call ended. As Mom approached the kitchen table, Valerie's mouth opened wide as she boiled with anticipation.

Mom's face was glowing, and a blush spread across her cheeks as she looked at her son and said, "You've got a Stud now sweetheart."

Valerie screamed and rose from the kitchen table. Mom clapped excitedly. They broke into a dance party as Brett watched.

"I don't know if I can go through with this anymore."

Valerie got in her brother's face and said, "Seriously bro? Mom is going through all this work to get you a Stud. You better not embarrass us by being lame and not getting your cake frosted. Your future will be ruined if you can't drain a Stud's balls. You know that 'lil bro?"

Mom held her son's hand and said, "I know you're scared sweetheart. I am too. You're just like your Mommy. But show us you're strong enough to let a Stud cover you in cum. Show the world that you're the man of the house now that your Father is gone."

Brett nodded but still felt awful. "I've said it before, and I'll say it again. I have no sexual experience. Zero. But now that I'm 18 I'm suddenly responsible for taking care of a complete stranger's cock and balls. I don't even know what will get him hard let alone make him orgasm... My only hope is that if Kyle did it, I can too."

"Look baby bro, as your older sister I'm here to watch over you. I could show you everything I know about pleasing a man myself, but your girlfriend Katie would be PISSED if you don't let her help you prepare to have a Stud frost your cake. My sorority sisters love to help their guy prepare for a Stud."

Mom shot her daughter a disapproving look as she talked openly about her sexual experience.

"What would Katie help with exactly?," Brett asked.

Valerie rolled her eyes and looked at Mom like her brother was a lost cause. Mom gestured with her hand for Valerie to continue.

"If you want to go viral you need to get covered in as much buttercream frosting as possible. Right? So Katie needs to help you prepare to empty the Stud's balls like you're trying to get fucking PREGNANT. And yes, OBVIOUSLY that means being ready to have lots of anal sex at your party."

Mom was quieter than normal as she shifted in her seat. Something made her uncomfortable. She lifted off the chair and rested her body weight on the kitchen table.

Valerie turned to Mom and asked, "By the way Mom... or should I say 'Ms. Rose', what did the Stud asked to be called?"

Mom dropped herself on the leather chair that made a faint moist sound just loud enough for her kids to notice. "The Stud who frosts your baby brother's cake at his 18th birthday party would like to be called..." she paused for a moment to take a deep breath and then looked her son in the eyes and said, "He'd like to be called Daddy."

"Hahahahaha!" Valerie's giggling taunted her brother out of the kitchen and up the stairs as the kids headed to their bedrooms. Before Brett closed the door his sister teased him and said, "Hey baby bro! I'm so happy Dad is finally returning after all these years to attend your birthday party! Don't forget to say 'Thank you Daddy' after he pipes sperm frosting all over you!"

Mom waited until the kids' doors shut upstairs before grabbing a washcloth from the kitchen. She glanced at the stairs to make sure neither child was watching and pulled her chair out from the table. The leather surface was stained with a ring of wetness. The lacy thong around her hips stood no chance of holding back the fluid that started to pour from her while she was on the phone.

As Mom cleaned her pussy juice from the chair she had to remind herself that even though a kid's birthday means a lot to a Mother, this was Brett's big day - not hers.

She walked upstairs and closed the Master bedroom door behind her. In the privacy of her bedroom, Mrs. Rose watched her reflection in the vanity mirror and told herself, "You will be a caring Mother that lets her baby boy go to his girlfriend's house to learn how to fuck a Stud. You will stand by and watch as your 18 year old son pleasures a Stud until his moans fill the room. You will sit silently at the moment of climax as the Stud's massive balls rise and superior DNA shoots from the head of his throbbing cock. You will not be jealous at your son's birthday party."

The last thing Mrs. Rose told herself was, "You're the kind of Mommy that has control over her body."

As a single mother of two, she sacrificed her whole life to make her kids happy. So it didn't matter how long ago it was since she last had sex. It didn't matter how deep the voice on the phone was. It didn't matter that his cock was 12 inches long. She needed to act like a perfect Mommy. Or at the very least, she had to try.

She undid the buttons on her pants and used a hand to flatten her huge tits so she could see what was hiding in her panties. Her feminine white cream contrasted with the black thong fabric. The black and white complimented each other - becoming more beautiful than their individual parts. A yin and yang.

She ran a finger across the damp fabric and collected it. She couldn't help but smile feeling how slippery her fluids were even at her age. Mrs. Rose took a deep breath that caused the fabric around her breast to stretch and scream. She raised a finger coated with wetness in front of her face.

She really did want to believe she could stand by and watch in silence as her sweet baby son went to his girlfriend's house to learn how to fuck a Stud. The wetness from her pussy dripped down her finger like vanilla ice cream melting down a waffle cone on a hot day.

Mrs. Rose spoke in the same loving tone she uses with her kids and whispered, "Oh Daddy... what did you do to me?" As the wet finger entered her mouth, she tasted the familiar flavor of her liquid. Mommy's juice.

She couldn't keep hidden from herself that a part of her doubted she could stand by and just watch as her son had all the fun at his 18th birthday party.

She used two fingers to scoop the pussy juice that pooled in her panties. Bit by bit, she swallowed her cream until it was all back inside her again. As she suckled her fingers the room filled with slurp, slurp slurrrrpp noises that reminded her of the sounds her kids made when they nursed on her.

She remembered how difficult it was to find DDD size bras as her milk started to come in. But the feeling of being able to completely provide for her kids changed her forever. That feeling that only a mother knows when her kids are truly happy.

In this moment, Mrs. Rose knew what she must do. A loving mother should be the person that helps her son prepare to fuck a Stud. Not some flat-chested prude girlfriend that hasn't even wrapped her lips around a cock. Let alone made it shoot strings of delicious cum.

In this moment, the name Katie annoyed her.

As Mrs. Rose undressed herself, her shirt and pants fell to the floor. She was naked except for sheer black panties that once again were saturated with slippery pussy fluid. She walked into the bathroom like a woman on a mission.

Her voice echoed across the bathroom tile, "My baby son deserves better."

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Brett was lying in bed too nervous to text Katie. He turned his head slightly at the sound of Mom's bedroom door shutting. What was he going to text his girlfriend? Hey, sweetie. My sister told me that you should show me everything you know about making a Stud cum a lot. Oh and can you show me how to have anal sex?

Katie has no experience with making anyone cum, let alone a Stud.

Brett opened Facebook on his phone. Social media knows better than you what content is relevant, and the post from Kyle's Mom was the first to appear. It had been 2 hours since she posted, and it had 1,402 Likes and 89 comments. Most were from complete strangers envious of Kyle's birthday party.

The sparkling layer of cum covered Brett's best friend. Streaks of cum dripped down his barely legal body. Brett wondered if his friend was completely naked when the Stud frosted his cake. He couldn't tell because Kyle's Mom tastefully cropped the picture to hide any obvious nudity. Brett was frustrated that he couldn't learn more. He liked the post and texted Kyle.

Brett: Hey man. Saw the post your Mom made. Very cool. I was going to comment but thought I'd just text you. Hope you had a great birthday!

Kyle: Totally! Thanks for coming dude! I hope you had a great time.

He waited for Kyle to text again. To acknowledge the photo of him covered in semen. He needed to know more. How big was he? What did his cum taste like? Everyone could see it was all over his lips... there's no way he doesn't know. Did the Stud take his virginity? Brett waited impatiently for him to text again and tried to ignore that his pants were growing tighter.

Kyle: I'm glad the photo turned out good. Mom is happy it's getting a lot of views on Facebook because they spent so much money. My Stud said the hardest he's ever cum in his life was at my birthday party LOL! I'm a lucky guy I guess...

Brett was stunned reading the text. Does that mean a virgin like Kyle made a Stud cum more than any woman he's ever been with? How is that even possible? Brett felt a spitefulness build inside him that he's never felt towards anyone let alone his best friend.

Jealousy built inside Brett as he stared at the photo. How did he get that much fucking cum? As he texted Kyle back, Brett couldn't hold back the bitterness he felt.

Brett: You think that was a lot of cum? Just wait until my birthday party dude. I'll show you something about going viral.

Brett was annoyed enough to finally text Katie and asked if she saw the photo of Kyle online.

Katie: Yeah I did. He looks so happy. I think he had a good party. Hehe. :)

Brett: My Mom just got off the phone with a Stud for my party. Not sure how I feel about it. My sister freaked me out saying that I needed to prepare myself to please the Stud. But I don't know the first thing about it...

Katie: I'd love to help you! Why don't you come over and I can show you a few things. I just checked with my parents, and they're cool with it! Date night! <3 <3 <3

Brett: Thanks... by the way I know that you don't have any experience with physical stuff but my sister said I need to prepare to warm up my Stud's balls like I'm trying to "get pregnant"... Do you know what that means?

Katie: Oh wow. LOL. That's intense! Maybe we can talk through it together and help you prepare for it... mentally at least.

Brett was relieved that Katie was willing to help him. But as he got ready to see her, he knew that talking through having sex with a Stud wasn't going to help him take a huge cock inside his barely legal virgin asshole.

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In her bedroom, Valerie was researching Frost his Cake videos on TikTok. The stuff going viral now had clever birthday themes and matching outfits. She stopped scrolling to watch a viral post with 1.5 million likes that showed a party banner that said, "Happy Breed Day" instead of "Happy Birthday".

The birthday boy wore a cow print bikini and a headband with cute little cow horns. The boy's parents posted the video with the title, "Please use our son this breeding season Mr. Bull Sir!" With three pleading face emojis.

The Stud groped the birthday boy's nipples causing them to turn red. The 18 year old made "Moo" sounds of protest that caused the party to roar with laughter. His Mom watched with pride as she examined her needle and stitch work. She was the one who attached a cow tail to the back of his panties.

Every time the Stud tugged on the tail, the boy's soft white ass was exposed causing party guests to point and laugh. The Stud named Mr. Bull enjoyed tormenting the helpless calf.

As the Stud dragged the boy away from his party, "Moos" of protest were drowned out by a gold bell that rang around his neck. DING DING DING rang across the party like a dinner bell chime. As they left the party to fuck in private, guests started to sing a modern day version of the Happy Birthday song that is more fitting for today's youth.

"Happy breed day to you... Happy breed day to you... Happy breed day dear baby calf.. Happy breed day to you!"

Valerie looked away from her phone to make sure her bedroom door was completely shut and slowly reached her tiny hand under the bed sheets. She traced down her breasts past her belly button and burrowed under her panties waistband.

She used a finger to collect the moistness that dripped from her 20-year-old slit and placed it on her swollen clit. A shiver of anticipation ran down her spine as the warmth from her pussy was felt on her clitoris.

As she started to rub herself faster her chest rose and fell quickly. She held back moans as the pleasure grew, something she learned to do in the bunkbeds of her sorority house. The only sound that could be heard was the fabric of the bedding as her hand worked a tight circle.

Valerie's climax grew and she rested her head on the pillow. One hand on her clit and the other held the phone inches from her face. The phone's pixels danced in front of her glazed over eyes.

As the orgasm approached, she curled her toes tightly and looked directly at the 18 year old boy dressed as a slutty cow being dragged away from his birthday party by his tail and said, "Drain his balls you fucking slut."

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Mom was in her closet completely destroying her hungry little asshole with a large black dildo. She had learned long ago this was the one place in the house the kids couldn't hear her. No matter how loud she screamed - business dresses, designer shoes, and hand bags absorbed the sounds she made.

But today, the closet door remained open, and her moans of pleasure echoed forth.

She looked like a dog - her cheek pressed against the floor and her ass raised high in the air facing the closet's entrance. Her black hair fanned across the closet's white carpet.

The only break Mom took from fucking herself was when the dildo was removed from her ass and held between her soft thighs. She used pussy juice that poured from her to lubricate the cylindrical plastic surface so she could fuck her asshole even harder.

Every time the dildo pumped into Mom's ass liquid gushed from her pussy. The pink slit that had pleasured dozens of men and birthed two children was untouched as her orgasm grew near. Mom's screams turned deafening as her toes curled and a wave of pleasure shot across each nerve ending. As the giant dildo pushed her insides around, the house shook with the sounds of her ecstasy.

Mom took a moment to collect herself and saw her black panties lying on the tile floor just outside the closet. She wiped sweat off her forehead and tucked hair behind both ears. The pointy tip of the dildo rested against her asshole again. Threatening to invade again.

Her flower begged to be touched. The beautiful pink petals swelled and bubbled with sugary nectar. As the dildo penetrated her ass, the flower seethed with the kind of hateful jealousy a child feels watching their parents shower a sibling with love and attention as they are forced to stand by and watch. Feeling unloved.

A Mother with more than one child knows how important it is to share their love. To be equal in all things. To never pick a favorite. But Mom had to break that rule. Today, her favorite sex toy was only allowed to penetrate one of her tight holes.

As a climax began to build inside her asshole again, Mom's beautiful flower could only sit by and watch.

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Brett left his bedroom and saw his family's bedroom doors shut. He couldn't hear their footsteps and figured they were resting. The Stud was a lot for the family, and they haven't even met him yet.

Brett pushed open Mom's bedroom door and called her name to let her know he was about to leave. He turned to face the closet, but his phone buzzed causing him to stop.

Katie: Hey, where are you? It's getting dark, and we have a lot of work to do to get you prepared for your Stud. Come over now!

Brett responded to his girlfriend that he was on his way.

The only trace of Mom was her black shirt and jeans near the bed. He knew if he followed Mom's clothing it would lead to her. But he was already late. He turned to leave and as he shut the door a little noise came from inside.

Brett took a step away from the door, but his hand was glued on the doorknob. Another text buzzed in his pocket. Katie was fucking pissed that he was just now leaving to see her.

With the door still closed, Brett pressed his ear against its wood surface and heard muffled noises. Concerned, he ignored the buzz buzz in his pocket and entered Mom's bedroom.

Little whimpers grew louder as Brett followed his Mom's clothes into her bathroom. Lying on the cold tile floor was a black thong in a puddle of liquid. As Brett reached the closet's entrance the phone buzzed again in his pocket, but Brett was too focused on what was right in front of him.

Neither of them moved an inch. Mother and son locked eyes. Mrs. Rose didn't look embarrassed at all as she looked at Brett in the same loving way she always does with her children. Without saying a word, Mom slowly reached a small hand behind her and removed the toy from her asshole. The pink red flesh of her asshole gaped open and winked with emptiness at her son.

Brett's heart raced seeing his mother in this indecent position. Positioned doggy style on the floor with her ass in the air. Everyone knows their parents are sexual creatures - especially if they're a single parent, but here was his Mom completely vulnerable. Pleasuring her asshole until it was abused.

"Mommy...?"

"Yes sweetheart?"

Even in this delicate moment, Mrs. Rose treated her only son with love and patience.

"Wh... What are you doing Mom?"

Brett watched as Mom navigated the large black dildo to the opening of her sweet little asshole. As the first few inches penetrated her, Mrs. Rose let out animated moans.

Her face was covered in beads of sweat that looked like morning dew as her ass started to wrap around the dildo. She turned her eyes to watch her son's reaction. The 18 year old was clearly impressed by Mommy's magic trick as the dildo disappeared inside her.

"Was there something you needed sweetheart?"

Brett shook his head to come to and said, "Oh... I was going to tell you that I'm heading to Katie's house so she can help me prepare to have sex with my Stud and get a lot of frosting."

Mrs. Rose smiled up at her son from the floor and said, "Thanks for letting me know angel. Have fun. Please shut the door behind you."

Brett turned to leave but before he could shut the door the sound of his Mom's asshole struggling to take the dildo filled the closet. Brett turned around and watched his Mom growing warm with sexual pleasure as she started to grab at her chest. She roughly twisted her sensitive nipples as she started to rock her ass back and forth fucking the dildo's entire length.

"Ohhhhhhhhh FUCK... YES FUCK ME HARDER DADDY!" Don't you dare stop until you fill me with your fucking cum."

Brett's mouth opened wide as Mom's legs flexed and her screams filled the closet. He didn't believe the words that came to his mind.

"Mom?"

Between pants, Mrs. Rose said, "Yes sweetheart?"

"Ww... Would you mind teaching me to have butt sex so I can pleasure my Stud? I was gonna go to Katie's house, but I think you have more experience."

Mrs. Rose patted the carpet next to her and encouraged her son to approach. Brett sat cross-legged and pulled at the front of his pants that had grown tight.

"Sweetie you know we need to call your Stud a different name. We need to show him respect."

Brett nodded and asked once more, "Mom, will you please help me prepare for my 18th birthday party so Daddy can cover me in his thick cum and frost my cake?"

Mother and son both turned to watch liquid leak between Mrs. Rose' milky white thighs and spread on the carpet like a spider's silk that forms the web to catch prey. The hole the entire family had been inside wept with a desire to be touched.

Mom removed the dildo from her ass. The abused hole made a noise like it was gasping for air. She slapped the tip of the dildo against her pussy causing sticky wet sounds to fill the closet.

"Of course I'll teach you how to use your body to pleasure Daddy. I'll do anything for my baby boy."

Brett leaned towards his Mom's gaping asshole to get a better view. The hole gaped from the abuse of five anal orgasms. The only sign of life her sweet asshole made was when it winked and tensed briefly before opening again.

A pool of Mommy's juices caused the carpet to become damp between her legs. The white carpet turned grey with wetness.

"Why don't you undress yourself and I'll begin teaching you angel?"

Brett looked hesitantly at his Mom and quickly looked at his pants hoping she didn't know what was growing inside. For some reason, his biggest concern was not that his Mom would see him naked. But that she would see his stiff cock that revealed how turned on he was.... watching his Mommy masturbate.

"Go on sweetie. Don't you want to have a great birthday party?"

Brett nodded slightly and then pulled off his athletic shorts with a few small tugs. His boxer briefs clearly showed the outline of his penis and the fabric near the head of his cock was damp with pre-cum. When Brett looked to see his Mom's reaction she returned a loving smile and cute giggle.

Mother and son were naked in the closet. Mrs. Rose patted the carpet next to her and wiggled her ass in the air to indicate her son should do the same. Brett pressed his face against the carpet and lifted his 18 year old ass high into the air, just like Mommy told him.

Face-to-face, Mother and son looked at each other with their faces pressed to the white carpet in silence. Mrs. Rose oscillated her hips back and forth playfully, causing the pussy juice leaking from her flower to swirl a figure eight pattern on the floor.

She wanted to respect her naked son's privacy, but even a loving Mother couldn't stop herself from noticing the string of milk white pre-cum leaking between his thighs. Brett's face turned red as he looked between his legs and saw what his Mom was watching.

She grabbed her son's hand reassuringly and said, "You're just like your Mommy sweetheart."

Mother and son drooled their juice and pre-cum onto the floor. Together. Their bare asses pointed towards the ceiling. One hole puckered tight and the other gaped and rouged with abuse. A sign of things to come.

Mrs. Rose placed the tip of the dildo against her son's virgin asshole. Brett was surprised at how warm and moist it felt. The dildo drew a circle around the 18 year old boy's virgin asshole and pushed against his pucker like a wet kiss.

"I love you angel."

The look her son gave would cause any Mother's heart to ache with pride. Eager yet scared. As the dildo pushed into her son's insides she imagined him replying, "I'm ready Mommy. I love you too."

As the dildo's tip slowly pushed inside him, the string of pre-cum oozed more strongly from his stiff six inch cock. The first object ever to enter the 18 year olds asshole was already causing a positive reaction. Mom couldn't help but wonder how he would react when his Stud's 12 inch cock head pops his virgin cherry.

The first four inches of the dildo slowly entered and withdrew from the Brett causing him to whimper with pleasure. Mrs. Rose knew that properly training her son would involve a much more intense fucking session.

She slowly pulled the dildo out and rolled it in the stream of slippery pussy juice that poured from her. Nothing is better to lubricate something that goes in your ass than Mommy juice. She slapped the dildo against her flower once more before returning the dildo to her son's asshole.

Brett fussed like a baby until the dildo returned, once it did he soothed.

"Angel, are you ready to learn how to make your Daddy Stud cum?" Mom said sweetly.

Brett pushed his ass towards the dildo lubricated in Mom's pussy drool. It entered his defenseless ass with no resistance. Mrs. Rose lifted her head from the carpet so she could get a better angle to fuck her son. The sound of his virgin asshole struggling to wrap around the giant object filled the room.

As Mrs. Rose worked faster and faster to fuck her son little moans of pleasure sounded below. The dildo that made her reach orgasm countless times before was now prodding her son's prostate causing his balls to feel like spilling over.

She instinctively licked her lips. A good slut like her knows that wasting cum is a terrible thing. Even if it was from her biological son's balls. While one hand worked the dildo into her son the other reached for his scrotum. Slightly hairy but a good size for his stature. Mommy gently rubbed at the tender balls that ached for release.

The phone in his pocket vibrated again causing Mom's eyes to roll. She paused for a moment to remind herself this was her job as a loving Mother. She wrapped her hand tightly around his balls, gaining full control of his pleasure.

As the dildo entered her only son's insides Mom was impressed at how easily he took the toy in his ass. He's a quick learner - just like his Mommy.

Mrs. Rose recognized the glazed over, cow eyed look from her son. As she slowly retreated the dildo from his asshole her son pushed back in protest. Returning the dildo back inside.

The moans that came from her son's mouth reminded her of the slutty sounds she makes in the throngs of pleasure. But they could barely be heard above the sound of his ass gasping for air.

The words he spoke tugged on her motherly heart strings as he said, "Please... fuck me harder.... Daddy."

Brett's Daddy was long gone, but a new Stud named Daddy would be here soon. Until then it was a Mother's job to give her son the biggest orgasm of his life. She fucked her son roughly until his screams echoed from the closet and squeezed his balls tightly threatening her baby boy's body to climax.

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As dusk approached, Katie paced her bedroom worried why her boyfriend hadn't responded to her last eight texts. She started to realize Brett might not be coming at all. Her fingers stabbed at the phone as she texted one final time that evening.

Katie: I'm worried about you. If I don't hear from you soon I'm going to text your Mom.

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Valerie dropped her wet cotton panties to the floor and tossed them in the laundry hamper. Her research on Frost his Cake videos turned from business to pleasure. Something about watching a freshly turned 18 year old boy being offered by his family to be a sex toy for a real man made her ovaries twitch.

Strong, masculine men have always ruled the planet and this craze made everyone realize it. Young adults around the world are being offered willingly as tribute to appease a real man's unending sexual appetite.

Frost his Cake videos while explicit - never turned into full blown porno. Once the boy and Stud were dragged away to fuck the cameras turned off. So Valerie, like the rest of the world, had to use her imagination as to what was happening behind closed doors. To be fair, it may not have always been worth watching. 18 year old boys may have gotten squeamish kneeling in the shadow of a Stud's huge cock. Nothing hides a lack of sexual experience she thought to herself.

She still had not decided on a theme for Brett's party. They needed something that would help him go viral.

Valerie racked her brain for ideas, but her boring little brother wasn't giving her anything to go with. Nerdy boys in the chess team could go with a "Queen Me" theme, indicating their promotion from pawn to Queen. Athletic boys could reverse roles and wear a cheerleading outfit while the Stud wore a football jersey with the sleeves ripped off to show muscled arms.

With her bottom half completely exposed, Valerie searched her dresser for a new pair of panties. She pulled the top drawer to reveal the panty drawer that thankfully was stocked well despite moving to the sorority house. G-strings, lacy thongs, bright colored underwear, she looked through her inventory of panties to remind herself what she had to wear this summer.

She grabbed a cotton panty from the stack and pulled them up her legs and secured them around her waist. As she shut the dresser door, a pair of pink panties with text written on them caught her eye. She held up the small fabric in front of her face and smiled with revelation.

Her head raced. Valerie wondered if the perfect theme for her baby brother's 18th birthday was hidden in her dresser. Something that may fit Brett and his Stud perfectly. She held the panties and matching top in her hand and avoided wrinkling them. Now she just hoped it would fit her brother's body.

She stepped back from her dresser and said deep in thought, "Little bro needs one more thing to complete this outfit...."

Valerie searched her closet that contained years of high school cheer outfits, prom dresses and accessories, and things she kept hidden from Mom. Hidden in a shoebox in the back of her closet she found what she was looking for.

The familiar feeling of wetting her panties came again. She felt blood race to her pussy causing it to come to life. Her new pair of panties lasted only a couple of minutes this time.

She couldn't control how her body reacted as the little gemstones twinkled from the closet's bright light making the tiara she held look alive. The tiara was bejeweled with white and pink gemstones and were a perfect match with the panties and top.

The older sister hesitated for a moment wondering what Brett would think about this birthday theme. But she knew if he wanted to go viral that the Rose family had to pull ALL the stops. Valerie figured she'd ask Mom what she thought about the theme first so that she could get support to pressure her little brother.

She knew a panty change was in order, but all the talk of preparing her baby brother to fuck a Stud has made her laundry fill up faster than expected. So she left her bedroom wearing just wet panties and holding the items she found.

She approached Mom's door with the camisole top held in front of her making the text embroidered on it easy to read. She looked at it once more and smiled to herself.

As she entered Mom's bedroom, the only thought in her mind was worrying if Mom would ask how she obtained such a sexual item and why it was in her closet. She pushed aside the fear and searched for Mom. Trying her best to ignore the fluid running down her thigh.

As she turned to the bathroom, the tile echoed forth unfamiliar noises from the closet.

"Yo Mom, you in there?"

Valerie walked softly across the tile. The older sibling was silent but her curiosity grew as she smelled something familiar. That smell of sex. Sweaty balls, cum, and pussy mixed together. She peered in expecting she caught Mom hooking up with a secret boyfriend.

White fleshy nakedness filled her vision that reflexively caused her jaw to drop. She watched as Mom fucked her little brother in the ass with a big black dildo. Her other family members didn't notice the she was outside.

Valerie's blue eyes watched her brother take the dildo inside him effortlessly sawing in and out. How long have these two been doing this she wondered? Do they meet in secret without her knowing to prepare Brett for his Stud?

The 20 year old daughter disappeared from the closet entrance and leaned against the bathroom counter. One hand held the clothes she brought and the other hung by her panties. She traced a finger down them and slipped them inside as she listened to her brother's moans.

"Mommy, you have to stop. I need to go to the bathroom," her 18 year old son said panicked.

"It's okay sweetie, keep going. You're almost there."

Brett's balls bubbled with cum. He reached a hand towards his penis to achieve the last bit of stimulation needed to empty himself, but Mom stopped him.

"You need to cum from pleasuring your Stud. Not from pleasuring yourself," Mom said like a loving mentor. She knew firsthand how important it was to learn how to orgasm by just fucking your ass.

Brett started to ride the dildo so hard that Mrs. Rose had to hold it in place as her son's ass smacked against her hand.

"Fuck my ass. PLEASE CUM IN MY ASS DADDY!!!!" Brett said as his cock was beet red and veiny. It begged for release and drooled pre-cum.

Valerie listened and drew a circle around her asshole, feeling jealous that her baby brother was more experienced than she was. Valerie pushed her finger slowly inside as she listened to her baby brother. She knew his body couldn't take much more pleasure.

The youngest child screamed moans of pleasure that shook the house. "Ohhhhhh FUCK DADDY. You're making me cum by fucking my asshole."

Mrs. Rose recognized when her son's balls rose against her grip that he was a moment away from cumming. She released his scrotum and cupped her hand beneath his dick that twitched with pleasure.

"FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKKK," was all Brett could say as his body shuddered, and sperm shot from the tip of his dick from a hands free orgasm.

Mrs. Rose still fucked her son as she collected hot, sticky cum in her hand. As a good Mommy slut, she doesn't waste cum.

After a few seconds of total ecstasy, Brett took a deep breath and tried to collect himself after the crushing orgasm. Mom held her son's cum load in her hand and approached Brett's face that beaded with sweat.

"Happy Birthday Son. Do you want to feel what it's like to Frost your Cake?"

Brett looked at his Mom's hand and nodded. Mrs. Rose tilted her hand until cum spilled onto her son's face. She gently rubbed her fingers and the palm of her hand to make sure his forehead, nose, lips and chin were covered in white cum.

The 18 year old's spermy frosting was piped onto his youthful skin. It was nothing even close to what his Stud would do, but good training, nonetheless.

"You can come in now sweetie," Mom said towards the bathroom.

Valerie froze for a second and then withdrew the finger that was inching into her asshole. After a moment, she tiptoed around to the closet entrance wearing just her panties, turned a darker blue from wetness.

"I thought of a birthday theme. I figured since the Stud wants to be called Daddy... that Brett should do a theme called Daddy's Cum Princess."

She held the outfit in front so they could see. The white cami top had pink cursive writing that said, "Daddy's Cum Princess." The matching white thong had writing on the back that said, "Property of Daddy". The tiara which Valerie held sparkled with white and pink gemstones.

An outfit so gaudy and slutty that it was perfect for going viral. The theme represented the modern family: A slutty mother addicted to butt sex, two internet addicted adult children, and one father long gone, now replaced with a complete stranger with a huge fucking cock.

Mrs. Rose pulled the dildo from her son causing the whole family to see his asshole gape with emptiness.

"What do you think angel?"

Brett turned from doggy position to laying on his back with his legs spread out. His asshole still gaping from getting fucked. The barely legal semen on his face made his expression difficult to interpret. But even a layer of cum couldn't hide the birthday boy's smile.

He licked his lips and said, "I love it. Thanks Valerie."

"Now kids, I want you to know that while Brett has learned to have anal sex and experienced what its like to have cum on his face that this is NOTHING compared to what Daddy will do to him."

The kids nodded in understanding. Looking at Mom with a newfound respect.

"We need Brett's party to believe he is truly Daddy's Cum Slut Princess and that will take a whole family effort. Okay?"

The whole family turned as Mom's phone dinged with a text. Still completely nude she grabbed it and said, "What the fuck is Katie texting me for?"

Mrs. Rose wiped her hand still sticky with her son's cum across her double D breasts causing them to glitter with his sperm. She lifted her tits with one arm while the other held her phone in front to take a selfie. Her opened mouth and tits filled the camera lens. She sent the photo and a two word text in reply to his son's girlfriend.

Mrs. Rose: He's busy.

She reached for her son's hand and looked at her daughter, "It's so nice having my babies home again."

"Thanks for teaching me how to pleasure Daddy for my party," Brett said affectionately.

Mrs. Rose smiled at her kids and said, "There is one thing I want in return."

She grabbed the black dildo that fucked both her ass and her son's to her lips. Both children watched as Mom's tongue licked the part of the dildo that touched the deepest part of them.

"I want this party to go fucking viral."