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Well, after the first sleepover broke up, and the horny little boys had returned home, I felt I just had to speak to my son about what I had seen and heard. After all, a good “birds and bees” discussion was long overdue. My boy was nine, and he was thinking about cunt all the time. I was a bit shocked by this, as I had not started to be cunt crazy until at least eleven, but kids do everything at younger ages nowadays. So I talked to my boy about what I had seen and heard at the party.
“Was what we did wrong, Dad?” he asked, his big eyes filling with tears. He was such a good boy at heart.
“No son, what you did was perfectly normal, and I am willing and happy to host as many sleepover parties as you like, with older and younger boys too. I want you to have a healthy life, and I know sex is a normal part of your feelings.”
I went on to tell my son that I thought perhaps I might be able to help the boys in their education.
“Son, when you’re with your friends or other males, remember to always refer to girls as cunts. Calling them girls or chicks is so old-fashioned. They’re just cunts, son. They’re there for one reason only, to fuck and to pleasure your dick. Think about it. They don’t like sports like guys, and they don’t like the same movies as guys do. They’re no fun otherwise, isn’t that right?”
My son smiled his darling grin.
“You’re so cool, Dad, and right as always. I don’t really like to hang with girls, sorry, cunts much, but they are sexy.”
“You and your friends have the right idea, boy. Fuck them as much and as hard as you can. As your dick grows, you’ll want to unload your balls into cunt every day. I say, fuck them and drop them.”
My nine year old looked up at me with a serious expression on his handsome face.
“Is that why you dumped Mom? I mean moms are cunts too, aren’t they? But, they’re nice.”
I had to laugh. My boy did miss his mother.
“Son, your mother was a fucking cock slut who couldn’t keep her mouth and twat off big black dick!”
I wasn’t sure if it was right to tell this to the boy about his own mom, but I figured he should learn the truth.
“She’d sit around the house all day fingering her big sloppy pussy, dreaming about black dick. I’m surprised you didn’t walk in on her shoving a bottle or a loaf of French bread or a candle up her cunt. That’s the kind of thing she would do all the time. She cheated on me with every fucking black skinned jig she could get her mouth on. All cunts, moms included, are the same way. Mom’s are just cunts who have kids, that’s all. Oh, they might say they love you, but pussies always talk about shit like love, they are just fucked up goofy twats is all.”
I then suggested to my son that he and his friends start to talk about each other’s mom’s cunts and tits. The boys should try to get photos of their moms in the shower or bedroom with as much tit and cunt as possible.
“You might want to jerk off looking at photos of each other’s mothers, and talking about how you would like to fuck them. The dude who comes up with the nastiest perverted thing to do to a cunt could win a prize or something.”
My boy’s face scrunched up, and a large tear rolled down his cheek.
“But, I don’t have a mom to talk about that way. I don’t have anyone to take a photo of.”
I hugged him, kissed him on the mouth, and ruffled his hair.
“Son, if your mom were still around, she would make life miserable for you. She would be after your dick all the time. She was so fucking sick that way. She not only wanted black cock, she like young boy dick as well. When you were a baby, before you can remember, she would play with your dick all the time. I once caught her sucking off the goddamn paperboy!”
His eyes grew wide, and I think his young prick gave a lurch in his underpants. I had selected a time to have this talk when we were both in only our underpants. My big dick was rock hard.
“Son, you can take naked photos of my cunt, Diane. She’s like a step-mom to you. In fact, how would you like to fuck her? That would really impress the guys. Photos of you fucking my bitch.”
He climbed all over me. As I said, he was only wearing his tight little underpants, and his smooth body made my big fucking boner drip.
“Oh, Dad, can I, can I fuck her? Please? Can I please fuck her, huh? I promise to keep my room clean.”
I started to massage my boy’s small compact prick and balls through his shorts.
“It will take a little more than keeping your room clean. You have to know how to please a cunt. How to get hot and horny, so the bitch can service you properly. The bitch has to be turned on. You gotta get her cunt juices flowing.”
“I’ve been practicing,” he blushed, “but I guess you heard and saw us.”
I was rubbing his dick and balls pretty hard through his underpants.
“I did, my boy, and you boys are going to need a lot more practice before you are ready for the real thing. You dudes have no technique, no style. If you are going to be mean fucking studs, you gotta know how to do it! Now, I am very busy with my business, as you know, but I might be able to find some time to help you guys. It seems like you could use some adult supervision in your sex education.”
As I spoke, I gently pinched my boy’s nipple, and he leaned against me, eyes closed, a bit of spit at the corner of his mouth. The front of my underpants soaking wet with pre-fuck.
“All right, first of all, show me how well you kiss. Pretend I am the cunt and you are making out with me.”
His eyes popped open.
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