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There were just so many good boys who needed a proper mother.
A mommy, really, to help them work through their myriad problems.
Marc and Nathaniel, both ostracized and invalidated by parents who didn't accept their gender and sexual orientation.
Adrien, whose father was an abusive and vile reprobate beyond Sabine's capacity to describe or denigrate sufficiently.
Luka, with a so-called mother treating him as the responsible adult in the family since he was ten.
Kim, who Sabine wasn't even sure had parents because he was so wild.
Felix, desperately in need of some discipline that he wasn't going to get from his overly-indulgent and endlessly permissive parent, accessory to supervillainy and terrorism.
All of them had their own unique needs, inspired by absenteeism and abuse that came in an Andre's-cart-worth of flavours. Those “parents” would never be enough to satisfy or address those yearnings.
Which was why Sabine found herself here, in the specially designed room in the basement of the Agreste mansion.
Fortunately, Gabriel had long since been sent to prison, and the room's former occupant moved into a burial plot prior to the remodelling that left it more or less a smoothly tiled circular atrium with drains in the floor, and a variety of equipment from racks of toys to a pillory, to a Sybian horse, and more littered about in a slapdash fashion.
Having disrobed while walking into the room, slipping off her silk robe and hanging it on the rack by the entryway, Sabine descended the few stairs to the recessed area of the floor. Already her body was warming up, in no small part due to the greeting that Adrien had given her when she arrived at his front door, the young man waving to Tom, who'd been kind enough to drop her off while on a delivery run, before collapsing to his knees with whimpers of mommy. Planting himself between her thighs, her best baby had clung on, arms wrapped around her shins, and begun nuzzling his nose into her jeans, right above her folds.
Always so eager to please, Adrien.
She'd really have to try to train him to be a little bit more forceful.
A woman loved a man who was happy, even eager, to eat her out, but sometimes a proper lady just had to be fucked like a cheap whore whose cunt was nothing more than a cocksleeve.
Probably with a little bit of choking.
Marinette deserved the best, after all.
Still, Adrien working her over right in the doorway after he'd torn off her pants had brought her to her first climax of the day, and really loosened her up for her other babies.
Speaking of whom, they looked ready.
Each of the young men arrayed around her had such diverse builds. Next to Sabine's right shin, Kim stood beside Max, their figures standing in stark contrast. While the silly, cheeky monkey was blushing, thin and wiry cords of muscle curved over his shoulders, giving him the air of a man who'd come into his adult body. His low body fat percentage allowed the refined muscles of his abs and impressive thighs to stand out. Max, by contrast, was scrawny and rather svelte, almost no muscle tone to speak of.
But he did have his perks.
He had his boyfriend beat in the size department, winning that race by about a foot-length.
Next to them, staring down at Sabine's breasts that she clutched to show off, rolling and pressing them together, were another pair of ... boyfriends? Sabine wasn't sure what to call Marc; she didn't want to invalidate them. Whatever the proper term, they stood with Nathaniel, the thin, almost effete boys kissing sweetly, slowly massaging each other's balls. In the hollow, echoy room, she could make out the buzzing of the vibrating plugs that had stretched out their cute little butts, keeping their usually limp, precum-dripping cocks hard with a constant stream of stimulation.
Those two had learnt so well.
It was a good thing they had toys, and some loving brothers, to help them, because clearly neither of them was born to be a top.
Adrien and Luka next, the largest of all her boys thanks to the musculature that they had built up over the years of super-heroics, though Adrien was taking the opportunity to relieve himself of the tension he'd built up while welcoming Sabine, fucking a kneeling guitarist's face in a beautifully brutal display, balls slapping his chin, cock lodged in his throat, as feral feline hisses mingled with sloppy serpentine gurgles.
Sabine sometimes wished that she didn't have a gag-reflex.
If she hadn't already been hot and bothered, Sabine would have been now as she spread out on the lightly padded floor that had been prepared for her, splaying her legs wide and letting her arms splay out like a helpless, sacrificial victim.
It was rather obvious what Marinette saw in those boys. .
Then there was Felix, who, like a grumpy cat, was standing alone next to Sabine's thigh, his face set in a perpetual frown and his arms folded, scowling all the while. His nose was slightly upturned as if he was simply too good for this debauched soirée, but the downward slant of hungry eyes that made Sabine feel young again, the boy fixated on her wider hips and soft belly, gave him away.
Poor boy really needed to make more friends, and learn to be honest, but at least he was here with all of his brothers. Being a part of group activities would surely help him to adjust socially, even if he did require a little bit more of a firm hand because of his overly indulgent mother.
Sabine spread herself out on the ground, shuffling into place on the padded mat that they had prepared for her so that she'd be nice and comfortable.
Depending on their inclination, the boys began to masturbate over her, a full half of them pumping their cocks as they feasted on her body. Luka, the poor dear, unused to engaging in penetrative sex as a top, scrambled down into the pit and took up a position kneeling between her legs.
Her baby was so considerate as he brushed a finger over her lips before pressing it inside to test for wetness, the flood of sensation that came with him quirking his finger causing her to arch her back and give him an affirming smile to let him know that it was alright.
That was all he needed, it seemed, because he took his dick in hand and pressed it to her slit, eyes rolling back as a whole-body shudder raced through him when he bottomed out. Poor baby had to be cradled in her arms while he thrust into her sloppily, obviously inexperienced and unused to actually being inside of a woman.
"Such a good boy," she cooed, stroking his hair gently as he humped her artlessly, losing himself like a poor little doggie who was driven purely by instinct. "You just enjoy your mommy's pussy. Just come whenever you need."
"Mommy," came his reply, which soon became a litany, punctuating his increasingly frantic attempts to fuck her as she massaged his quivering shoulders and made him feel as good as possible by squeezing her womanhood around him.
Back tensing up after only a few minutes, his stamina much worse than that of Adrien, he released, one final thrust slamming his cutely palpitating balls against her cunt lips, before flooding her with spurts of seed.
While he withdrew from her sensitive cunt, staggering backwards, she swept up some of the white fluid that was oozing out of her womanhood, smearing her lips, and took a little taste to show them all that it was perfectly okay to come inside mommy – pussy, ass, mouth, breasts, any part of her body at all was open to them for their use.
Of course, as Kim took Luka's place, slathering his adorable little cock in lubricant so that he could heft up her hips and take her ass, loving the tight sphincter and too small for it to hurt, Sabine realized that she had been ignoring her baby girl.
Chloe needed her turn too, after all.
After a quick kiss with Adrien, she sauntered down to take her place.
"Fuck, I wish that your little slut of a daughter could see you you," Chloe sneered as she adopted a wide-stance over Sabine's torso, exposing the smooth contours of her thighs and pussy, spread by her fingers. "She might learn something about who she really is."
It wasn't good for her daughters to fight for mommy's attentions, but Sabine knew well that the years of abuse inflicted on Chloe had left her with so much pent up frustration and outright anger.
If pissing on her substitute mommy was the best way to exorcise the demons, getting revenge by proxy, who was she to complain? There'd be time to guide the blonde into more healthy coping techniques in the future.
And for Marinette and Chloe to get used to kissing and making up.
One on Sabine's mouth; the other on her pussy, cleaning them out, and maybe swapping places, giving their sister a quick, semi-reluctant kiss along the way.
A thin stream, turning quickly to a gush, of clear yellow liquid streamed from between Chloe's fingers as she loosed a decadent sigh, obviously having held things in for far too long. It splattered against the sagging curve of Sabine's breast, warm liquid hitting the nipple and soaking the curve, sending sparks of pleasure down into her spine as she heaved upwards into the stream.
All the while, Kim was pounding her asshole with shallow, short thrusts that left her pussy on fire, lacking any real satisfaction from being used. He just couldn't strike deeply enough, despite the vibrations and agonizing shock-waves that rocked her cunt, sending her grinding back into him in futile quest for something larger that would hit the proper collections of nerves, or at least stimulate her vicariously.
From the sounds and vague impressions of shapes that Sabine could see through foggy eyes, he also seemed to have his face buried in Chloe's ass, licking along her crack as she took a moment to praise him for being "a good monkey."
Sabine might have corrected that behaviour, but Max had joined them, kneeling down before Sabine's head to lay his heavy cock and balls over her face. Her mouth was quite busy as she took hold of his member and started smearing up her face, nuzzling it and suckling at his testicles.
As she hummed away happily, warm piss continued to roll off her breasts. With a moan, she jammed her fingers between her thighs, humping into her palm and then sinking a finger into herself, trying to find some physical satisfaction and relief as all her precious babies used her matronly body.
Sad that both her fingers and Kim's dick were so thin compared to Adrien's cock. That was what she thought while gazing up, past the clenching and drool-covered balls on her face, at the slowly relaxing face of the blonde, who seemed enthralled by the way yellow liquid was pouring over Sabine's chest and pooling in the divot between her plump stomach and breasts, leaking down from the peaks and through her cleavage.
So many beautiful children, all using her in the ways that they needed.
When spent, the heiress stepped forward and crouched, bringing her womanhood right to Sabine's face. Her lower lips still dribbled a few final droplets of piss onto Sabine's cheeks, the older woman's mouth opening up instinctively.
Apparently, that wasn't enough for Chloe.
"You show your daughter what she is," the blonde growled with imperiousness, grabbing hold of Sabine's hair roughly to keep her in position and then dropping down the rest of the way to smother the happily gurgling woman in dripping wet teen pussy, Sabine gladly lapping up the remnants of piss and the sweet-salty slick that mingled on Chloe's lips.
With Chloe practically seated on her face, Sabine could barely breathe, made all the worse by the air getting punched from her lungs when Kim grunted and loosed a few feeble spurts of seed into her ass before pulling out and staggering off, making room for the next trio of Adrien, Marc, and Nathaniel.
"See, you'd probably even disgust Dupain-Cheng," Chloe hollered rudely while Sabine suckled her cunt. "At least my mother isn't a slut for teenage cunt, like you."
As Chloe stalked off without even deigning to look back at her, the other boys gathered close while Sabine gasped for air, her lungs screaming, even though she was so perfectly content and at east, slathered in a patina of her baby girl's piss. It was quickly cooling across her body, though, even as her pussy dilated and contracted, aching fiercely while squeezing out a few last dollops of Luka's seed because she still hadn't finished.
Too bad it hadn't been Adrien.
Her other babies needed to learn to be as attentive as him.
Arms opening wide, Sabine grinned like a kind and indulgent mother on Christmas morning, taking joy not in any present she received, even if her husband had been so considerate as to pick out the choicest gift, but the beaming expressions on her little ones' faces as they unwrapped whatever little bobbles and gems their hearts desired. A world made bright by the smallest acts of generosity and kindness.
“Come on, babies,” she said softly, looking a few of them in the eyes, each in turn, to let them know that she was entirely open. “Use your mommy however you need.”
Not that having a little collection of sons, whose eyes and faces reflected a commingling of shock and rapacious hunger as they staggered forward, to fill up all of her holes at once, and have some left over for her hands while others jerked off, like good boys, all over her.
After kneeling on either side of her, Marc and Nathaniel, who'd been very patient, teasing each other, grasped hold of Sabine's forearms in dainty hands and guided her to their crotches. Operating mostly on instinct as her brain fogged, Sabine funnelled her fingers around their tiny pricks for the boyfriends to fuck.
Poor little dears finished so very quickly, nearly balling up and whining as their tiny little cocks loosed a few minute spurts of seed into Sabine's palms.
While they softened and helped each other clean up, the other boys who'd already finished once and were partially flaccid – Kim, Luka, Adrien (in Luka's throat), and Felix (into his own palm because he thought he was too good for any of them) - got into position.
Following Chloe's lead, all of them gripped their cocks, angling them towards various sections of Sabine's body as, hazily, she smiled up at them all, telling them that it was alright, begging for it really as she began to play with herself, just to give them an encouraging show. As if she wasn't already hot enough, the erotic squelch of Luka and Kim's release when she slid her finger into her womanhood, right up to the knuckle without any real resistance, had her thrilling, gasping. It was so good to see all of her babies ready to shower her in their love,.
Adrien took her open mouth as the invitation that it was, settling over her head with his half-flaccid, spent member in hand and loosing a spurting stream. Warm and glittering almost clear, nearly without scent because he'd drunk so much water to prepare beforehand, a cascade of piss soaked her hair before he altered his angle, directing his cock towards her face as liquid splashed onto her forehead. Flecks splattering forced shut her eyes against the possible sting, which only had her revelling in the loss of sensation, the pounding flow and splatters of cum painting up her body suddenly more acute.
When one of her other babies – who could tell who until she bucked off the ground and clawed her fingernails through those shaggy locks that had to belong to Luka – dropped between her legs to jam two fingers into her sodden cunt and bear down on her clit with his mouth, suckling and grinding into it with the flat of his tongue, her mouth flew even more widely open in a half-scream.
And, oh, the trail of urine jerked across her face, thick streams of light gold running down her cheeks and dripping to the floor, before it stopped right at her mouth.
Sabine came, gurgling and coughing, almost that very instant, ever so grateful that her babies didn't stop using her mouth like a toilet, filling it to the brim, piss overflowing and splashing down to her chest, in seconds. Hazy eyes fluttered half open then because she had to see, and what a sight: Adrien smiling at her adoringly.
Grinding into Luka's lips and tongue and gurgling happily, she rode out the searing orgasm that left her scalded inside and out, so blissfully grateful that she'd trained her babies this well.
They were so good to her, then, using all of her holes, leaving her gaping and satisfied, the aching itch of a sexy MILF – she rather liked that term as a bit of a joke – in her sexual prime (or, at least, at her most horny) that her affirming, consensually-cucked husband just couldn't scratch getting sated. As yet another flaccid cock was angled towards her mouth and a stream of piss cascaded against her cheek, washing away the streaks of cum and forcing shut her left eye, she basked in the way they were bathing her.
A half dozen cocks slathering her in piss and cum and then the boys leaving her in a puddle, scooping up the mess with shaking fingers to stuff it into her cunt, sticky and wet and cooling and congealing as she gathered up as much as she could.
As the boys all slowly trickled out of the room, leaving Sabine licking her hands and forearms clean, along with a few patches on the floor, Adrien sauntered over to give her a quick kiss on the lips, heedless of how messy they were. Such a good boy.
“Love you, mommy,” he said, pulling away, with a wink.
As Sabine, a perfectly happy toilet for her babies' piss and cum, flopped backwards to wallow in it, she could only think that she loved her babies too.