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pluto pt 1
Sailor Pluto looked away from the door…
“Chronos,” she shook her head, “I hate doing this… just watching…”
“Maybe, you should join them, mommy,” a voice.
Slash
Around came the large garnet key. It stopped short from the intended target. She knew him. He was from a more obscure time-line:
(Based on Super Fanicom Game - “Sailor Moon: Another Story“)
The Black Moon Clan in the 30th Century attacked Crystal Tokyo, killing and capturing many. Included among the captured was Sin and her younger brother. They captured her despite her signature attack of “Hell‘s Attack,” which was the opposite of Sailor Moon’s “Heart Ache.” Her younger brother, Anshar, had the ability to travel through time, her parents were tortured to death in order to force him to use his powers to invade the 20th Century.
Stricken with grief, she joined others that were also grief stricken and angry at not only the Black Moon but also at the Sailor Senshi for not coming to their aid - Nabu, the opposite Mercury; Negal, the opposite of Mars; Marduk, the opposite of Jupiter; and Ishtar, the opposite of Venus. They thanks to the main villain Apsu became “the Opposito Senshi.” “The Opposito Senshi” invaded the 20th Century, raising some of the Sailor’s former dead enemies, and began the battle against the scouts intent on seizing the Silver Crystal.
Pluto looked at him, she knew what grief he was going to have if he used his powers to transport the Opposito Senshi, “Have you come for another thrashing, Anshur?”
Pluto prepared her signature attack…
The joy of motherhood.
Something she could never have…
She looked at him and took a breath, her red eyes stared at the young boy in small blue booties with heals. His smile stopped. Her long white gloves slipped around him to keep him from turning back…
A new thought filled her head, ‘Usagi can create a new time-line with the Silver Crystal, why cannot I?’
“Something the matter, mommy?”
He squeaked looking up at the taller, olderwoman in the short dark miniskirt ringed with rows of keys. The cute boy in the short-wasted denim jacket stared at the keys wondering how she could move around without the keys making any sound…
“Yes, Anshur, how would you like me-to-be-your-real-mother?”
Her gloved hand moved up to the feather attached to the silver half-circlet around his head. She repeated herself her hand moving down to his cheek across his neck to his dark green tie…
She began untying it, pressing the young boy against her body. Blushing due to proximity to her nice Goddess-like body he gave a nod.
That was his mistake.
Her soft hands pushed off the denim jacket off his shoulders. His eyes innocently watched it fall revealing his formless bodysuit with a green stripe up his leg to his hip and a larger green patch from his upper arm to his hip. It was likely that the larger patch was some sort of pocket. “Maybe-maybe not-mommy…”
The boy with shaggy light green hair with ear-tails and a white feather stuck in his hair gave a smile.
She stopped herself. The word “mommy” stopped her.
It was a joy to hear that word even from Tomoe Hotaru, “the Senshi of Death.” This was the context of most of their fights - a ripping wind from him or her signature attack - but it always ended the same with him calling her that. She smack on the cheek and he would run away...
Of all the years of watching the human race moving by, this is one joy she truly wished to have…
Not that Pluto cared, she again put her arms tenderly around his small torso, ‘It may not be Small Lady, but he is better than nothing…’
He looked up at her parting away from her, “…what are.. You doing… Sailor Pluto?”
This was the first time he ever called her by that name.
She tapped her finger on his nose admonishing him, “Call me, mommy, okay?”
Then she leaned down and planted a kiss on his forehead.
He turned red. His lip quivered thinking of his blonde-haired sibling, “My - my sister is going to kill me.”
This was one of his worst flaws - he was good-hearted, doing the wrong thing out of a desire to make his sister happy which conflicted with his friendship with Chibi-Usa.
Her hands deftly remove his tie from the collar of the top, this was all to reveal the zipper to the body-suit…
She giggled at him, he often blushed like that around Chibi-Usa - he had a crush on her and hoped his pet dog, Kishar, would become Diana’s lover. Yet, Pluto knew that Anshar had no chance in hell...
Anshar took hold of her hand, “What are you doing - to me - Pluto?”
“It is “mommy,” the tall woman with long dark green hair kissed him on the lips. Her left hand started to move the zipper down towards his stomach. Her tongue crept into his mouth - not that he even noticed, he was still in shock that he was kissing a Sailor Scout.
'My sis is so going to kill me.'
With chest exposed, Anshar kissed her back finding his own tongue in her mouth. He did not know how it happened, his tongue in her mouth, but it felt so right…
Her gloved left hand reached into his very tight pants to the bulge. A thought, ‘What do you know, it isn’t an orange.’
Another words, the cute boy with innocent blue eyes was stacked down there.
That brought a smile to her lovely lips as they locked with his…
Once there, her left hand affectionately cradled the testicles. She petted him.
He cooed into her mouth liking the soft tender touch...
Her fingers slowly worked up its length, ‘Eight-inches easy.’
His tongue slipped along her eye-teeth to her molars.
Her pointer finger topped the tip with her finger there, she began to pump the member slowly.
His back arched in shock, her other arm kept him in position.
The finger atop the tip would hold in every bit of pleasure. Pumping, pistoning the member, his eyes rolled back enjoying the kiss and the devoted touch of the Sailor Scout.
“Oh-ahib-ingh!”
The pre-cum would have came had not the finger held in the pleasure in the tip.
“Oh-hjah-ih-bin!”
Not even her finger atop his tip would hold the pleasure in. He came, his eyes grew to glass…
Sailor Pluto broke off the kiss, she licked off the spunk off her left glove, “What do you think, my son?”
“…I…that was great, that was wonderful, Pluto.”
He looked down at his exposed penis, he covered himself up blushing.
“…no, no, no,” she waved her finger at him, “Call me, mommy.”
She twitched, “I - think I should go…”
“…mommy hasn’t given you permission yet,” before he could take a step she moved. In one fluid motion, she had untied her bow, and tied him to her staff.
He struggled his voice pitched a pitiful cry which was silenced by another kiss. He half expected her to again manhandle his cock again…
Anshur was mistaken.
It was a hard task to do, but her hands slipped out one of her breasts...
The plump mound shivered at the air, the nipple arching upwards at the cold…
But not for long, her lips broke away, and re-enter her nipple, “...at least you can have some milk… I can‘t let my son go hungry can I? what kind of a mother do you think I am?”
Her right glove went down his stomach, rounding the belly-button, and now her fingers pulled at the small hairs around his penis.
He at first resisted the invasion of her thick boob in his mouth, then accepted it.
His tongue did not accept the nipple.
Her finger pinched up the member giggling at his frustration.
Then without warning she broke away. She took several steps back. She recovered her breast.
His eyes quivered, “…what… do you mean milk… mommy?”
He forced out the last phrase, it not suited to him.
In a way, he found it a pleasure to call Pluto that.
In truth, he loved calling Pluto that name - maybe it was because she was the only other person in the whole universe other than himself that had the ability to travel in time.
Maybe that is why he called her “Mommy.”
“Okay,” the tall woman this time exposed the other breast, “Just suckle… and find out, my son…”
Into his mouth the nipple entered this time less forcefully than the first invasion of his innocent mouth.
Her right hand again rested on his penis, she pinched it and slightly jerking it up and down.
Now a duel began - between her nipple’s milk and his penis’s milk - which would come first.
His cheeks pulled back sucking, his tongue working around the areole and occasionally flicking the nipple.
Her fingers were doing the same making sure that every inch would know her tender touch.
May be it was the many years of being alone, maybe it was that here was someone that would return every ounce of love she gave…
Maybe it was her very suggestion of giving him a little of her milk that let her breasts start to flow…
But there it was, pouring into his mouth and down his throat.
Pouring like the milk from the tip of his penis, he had came not longer after she did.
Anshur kept sucking, Pluto kept pumping.
She wretched off of him. Licked off her glove, the salty taste feeling so nice piercing her soft lips, ‘So this is what a man really tastes like… I may get used to it… First, I will have to taste it direct from the source… right…’
“…that… that was amazing, mommy…”
He licked his lips hoping to taste from the other breast.
She covered up, “Like to thank your mommy?”
“Huh?”
She kicked down her staff. Anshur’s head ached, the fall nearly cracking his head open on the heavy staff. He looked up at her long dark boots, her sailor uniform, and he hated to look but at her crotch…
“Like to thank your mommy?”
She kneeled down, lifting up her skirt, and presented her crotch above him, “Stick out your tongue and touch me down here…”
“What…”
“Just do it, my son.”
“Okay.”
He obeyed. His nose brushed up against the white fabric of the bodysuit, he could feel the oldest of the Sailor Scout’s pubic patch. Anshur’s tongue came out and timidly rested on it, he was still in awe of finally being this close to a girl like this…
“Let mommy help, her fingers pushed the fabric aside.
Now he saw everything.
Her needing lips. Her damp dark green pubic hair. The curve of her ass…
His tongue etched up. He made a promise to himself, that he would make her feel like the Goddess she was even if it killed him…
His tongue brushed across the pubic mound, ‘I wonder why is it so wet? Did she wet her panties or something?’
Anshur was clueless about these kind of things.
Pluto knew it as well - and she would be a great teacher, a great mother, a great lover that would replace the cluelessness with pure lust-filled knowledge.
Pluto grasped her breast with her left hand, his tongue grasped around her nub. She ached with love, of her own breast, of the boy below her, and the tongue violating her…
“…slip it inside…”
The finger of her right hand pulled the labia aside, “Slip it inside, my son.”
He did not answer, only did as she said...
Her fingers retreated, now the tongue was parting the labia…
She shivered, “…oh god, lord… Chronos….thank you… finally all the- time-lines is… worth the - headache…oh god…”
Anshur had not even reached her G-spot, yet she was ready and willing to release every bit of her juices on the poor younger boy’s face.
Pluto clenched her foot inside her boot, she would hold on until he did so. She would continue working her un-milked breast, biting her lips together to keep the shouts of pleasure from filling the cloud-filled darkness…
The boy could feel it. He liked it, he liked the touch of his face against a real woman. He blushed about Chibi-Usa wishing for this kind of thing in secret, but here he was having the real thing…
“…Uggai-ghbgv-iib…”
He had reached it, the G-spot. The bundle of nerves pulsed in reaction of his tongue.
Then, Pluto came.
Womanly, lust-filled, juices poured in gallons - due to being so hard up for so many centuries.
He felt like he was drowning. Instead of the flash of his life before his eyes and the agony during drowning, Anshur was enjoying it. He did not know what was coming out of her virgin hole, but he wanted it, even if it was her piss…
Pluto again pulled away. She untied him.
He looked at her, “Again, mommy?”
“No,” she waved her finger at him, “You will have to wait.”
“Really? Why?”
“…would you like to do that again with me? How about with another girl?”
He nodded.
He did not hear the second part.
Pluto readjusted her costume, retying her bow.
Anshur rubbed himself against her hoping that she would respond and give it to him again…
“…There are other scouts that are of need… of love…”
She said to him glancing at the Time Gate.
“…but mommy… why would I…”
“There are four girls in particular that have no love…”
She put her hand on his lips, “Pallas, Juno, Vesta, and Ceres…”
“…who…”
“Four Asteroids that need love. They have no prince of their own. I was thinking of arranging my son’s marriage to one of them…”
“…huh?”
“In this timeline… Mercury has someone that loves her, Shingo. Venus has Muramasa, though right now they are both rather clueless of their feelings for each other. Neo-Queen Serenity has Endymion. Small Lady has Helios. Kosangi has Plululu.
Mars has her priest. Jupiter has her cousin. Saturn has Taiki…yet the Asteroids have none…”
“… what do you mean… you want me to be their prince…”
“Yes,” she said to him, “If you do, I promise that will do it again… and much, much more…”
“Really?”
Nod.
“You promise?”
“I am a Sailor Scout, the Goddess of Time, I promise.”
“I will agree… if…”
“…if what?”
The boy shifted his feet back and forth, “Could we… do it again? Could we do it again, Pluto? I mean Mommy?”
Nod.
He stood on his toes and placed a kiss on her lips. The two of them kissed and slathered their mouths over each other…
She slipped down her glove, he stopped her. He broke off the kiss, “I like you in gloves, mom.”
“…are you sure…”
She slipped off one glove, stoking herself down her his stomach licking him - his nipples and stomach each got a kiss...
Her nude fingers of her right hand juggled the testes, “Are you sure, my son? It is your choice,” her left hand gave the testes a stroke, “Gloved, or un-gloved.”
Anshur looking down at her breasts heaving, breathing up and down, “Both.”
“Good boy,” her hands gave the penis a good pat, “Yet, a good mother should reward such a responsive son…”
“Reward?”
“Yes, you thanked me by licking my pussy, remember?”
Pluto said leadingly getting a nod, “I am going to thank you the same way. Okay?”
Her soft lips pulled around the tip hoping to lick and molest the penis until he could not talk the pressure anymore…
That she kiss it until he would obey every single command she gave.
Just the simple act of her ruby red lips around his member sent out a drop of pre-cum…
Seizing on that, Pluto moved in keeping herself around the young boy’s penis...
The salty taste of the cum…
It was worth it. She liked it.
The love of a real boy.
No, a real man.
A real man delivering his love to her.
A man who would do anything for her.
A man who love her forever. For all time...
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(Chibi-Usa in Parallel Moon has a younger sister, Kosangi)
“Chronos,” she shook her head, “I hate doing this… just watching…”
“Maybe, you should join them, mommy,” a voice.
Slash
Around came the large garnet key. It stopped short from the intended target. She knew him. He was from a more obscure time-line:
(Based on Super Fanicom Game - “Sailor Moon: Another Story“)
The Black Moon Clan in the 30th Century attacked Crystal Tokyo, killing and capturing many. Included among the captured was Sin and her younger brother. They captured her despite her signature attack of “Hell‘s Attack,” which was the opposite of Sailor Moon’s “Heart Ache.” Her younger brother, Anshar, had the ability to travel through time, her parents were tortured to death in order to force him to use his powers to invade the 20th Century.
Stricken with grief, she joined others that were also grief stricken and angry at not only the Black Moon but also at the Sailor Senshi for not coming to their aid - Nabu, the opposite Mercury; Negal, the opposite of Mars; Marduk, the opposite of Jupiter; and Ishtar, the opposite of Venus. They thanks to the main villain Apsu became “the Opposito Senshi.” “The Opposito Senshi” invaded the 20th Century, raising some of the Sailor’s former dead enemies, and began the battle against the scouts intent on seizing the Silver Crystal.
Pluto looked at him, she knew what grief he was going to have if he used his powers to transport the Opposito Senshi, “Have you come for another thrashing, Anshur?”
Pluto prepared her signature attack…
The joy of motherhood.
Something she could never have…
She looked at him and took a breath, her red eyes stared at the young boy in small blue booties with heals. His smile stopped. Her long white gloves slipped around him to keep him from turning back…
A new thought filled her head, ‘Usagi can create a new time-line with the Silver Crystal, why cannot I?’
“Something the matter, mommy?”
He squeaked looking up at the taller, olderwoman in the short dark miniskirt ringed with rows of keys. The cute boy in the short-wasted denim jacket stared at the keys wondering how she could move around without the keys making any sound…
“Yes, Anshur, how would you like me-to-be-your-real-mother?”
Her gloved hand moved up to the feather attached to the silver half-circlet around his head. She repeated herself her hand moving down to his cheek across his neck to his dark green tie…
She began untying it, pressing the young boy against her body. Blushing due to proximity to her nice Goddess-like body he gave a nod.
That was his mistake.
Her soft hands pushed off the denim jacket off his shoulders. His eyes innocently watched it fall revealing his formless bodysuit with a green stripe up his leg to his hip and a larger green patch from his upper arm to his hip. It was likely that the larger patch was some sort of pocket. “Maybe-maybe not-mommy…”
The boy with shaggy light green hair with ear-tails and a white feather stuck in his hair gave a smile.
She stopped herself. The word “mommy” stopped her.
It was a joy to hear that word even from Tomoe Hotaru, “the Senshi of Death.” This was the context of most of their fights - a ripping wind from him or her signature attack - but it always ended the same with him calling her that. She smack on the cheek and he would run away...
Of all the years of watching the human race moving by, this is one joy she truly wished to have…
Not that Pluto cared, she again put her arms tenderly around his small torso, ‘It may not be Small Lady, but he is better than nothing…’
He looked up at her parting away from her, “…what are.. You doing… Sailor Pluto?”
This was the first time he ever called her by that name.
She tapped her finger on his nose admonishing him, “Call me, mommy, okay?”
Then she leaned down and planted a kiss on his forehead.
He turned red. His lip quivered thinking of his blonde-haired sibling, “My - my sister is going to kill me.”
This was one of his worst flaws - he was good-hearted, doing the wrong thing out of a desire to make his sister happy which conflicted with his friendship with Chibi-Usa.
Her hands deftly remove his tie from the collar of the top, this was all to reveal the zipper to the body-suit…
She giggled at him, he often blushed like that around Chibi-Usa - he had a crush on her and hoped his pet dog, Kishar, would become Diana’s lover. Yet, Pluto knew that Anshar had no chance in hell...
Anshar took hold of her hand, “What are you doing - to me - Pluto?”
“It is “mommy,” the tall woman with long dark green hair kissed him on the lips. Her left hand started to move the zipper down towards his stomach. Her tongue crept into his mouth - not that he even noticed, he was still in shock that he was kissing a Sailor Scout.
'My sis is so going to kill me.'
With chest exposed, Anshar kissed her back finding his own tongue in her mouth. He did not know how it happened, his tongue in her mouth, but it felt so right…
Her gloved left hand reached into his very tight pants to the bulge. A thought, ‘What do you know, it isn’t an orange.’
Another words, the cute boy with innocent blue eyes was stacked down there.
That brought a smile to her lovely lips as they locked with his…
Once there, her left hand affectionately cradled the testicles. She petted him.
He cooed into her mouth liking the soft tender touch...
Her fingers slowly worked up its length, ‘Eight-inches easy.’
His tongue slipped along her eye-teeth to her molars.
Her pointer finger topped the tip with her finger there, she began to pump the member slowly.
His back arched in shock, her other arm kept him in position.
The finger atop the tip would hold in every bit of pleasure. Pumping, pistoning the member, his eyes rolled back enjoying the kiss and the devoted touch of the Sailor Scout.
“Oh-ahib-ingh!”
The pre-cum would have came had not the finger held in the pleasure in the tip.
“Oh-hjah-ih-bin!”
Not even her finger atop his tip would hold the pleasure in. He came, his eyes grew to glass…
Sailor Pluto broke off the kiss, she licked off the spunk off her left glove, “What do you think, my son?”
“…I…that was great, that was wonderful, Pluto.”
He looked down at his exposed penis, he covered himself up blushing.
“…no, no, no,” she waved her finger at him, “Call me, mommy.”
She twitched, “I - think I should go…”
“…mommy hasn’t given you permission yet,” before he could take a step she moved. In one fluid motion, she had untied her bow, and tied him to her staff.
He struggled his voice pitched a pitiful cry which was silenced by another kiss. He half expected her to again manhandle his cock again…
Anshur was mistaken.
It was a hard task to do, but her hands slipped out one of her breasts...
The plump mound shivered at the air, the nipple arching upwards at the cold…
But not for long, her lips broke away, and re-enter her nipple, “...at least you can have some milk… I can‘t let my son go hungry can I? what kind of a mother do you think I am?”
Her right glove went down his stomach, rounding the belly-button, and now her fingers pulled at the small hairs around his penis.
He at first resisted the invasion of her thick boob in his mouth, then accepted it.
His tongue did not accept the nipple.
Her finger pinched up the member giggling at his frustration.
Then without warning she broke away. She took several steps back. She recovered her breast.
His eyes quivered, “…what… do you mean milk… mommy?”
He forced out the last phrase, it not suited to him.
In a way, he found it a pleasure to call Pluto that.
In truth, he loved calling Pluto that name - maybe it was because she was the only other person in the whole universe other than himself that had the ability to travel in time.
Maybe that is why he called her “Mommy.”
“Okay,” the tall woman this time exposed the other breast, “Just suckle… and find out, my son…”
Into his mouth the nipple entered this time less forcefully than the first invasion of his innocent mouth.
Her right hand again rested on his penis, she pinched it and slightly jerking it up and down.
Now a duel began - between her nipple’s milk and his penis’s milk - which would come first.
His cheeks pulled back sucking, his tongue working around the areole and occasionally flicking the nipple.
Her fingers were doing the same making sure that every inch would know her tender touch.
May be it was the many years of being alone, maybe it was that here was someone that would return every ounce of love she gave…
Maybe it was her very suggestion of giving him a little of her milk that let her breasts start to flow…
But there it was, pouring into his mouth and down his throat.
Pouring like the milk from the tip of his penis, he had came not longer after she did.
Anshur kept sucking, Pluto kept pumping.
She wretched off of him. Licked off her glove, the salty taste feeling so nice piercing her soft lips, ‘So this is what a man really tastes like… I may get used to it… First, I will have to taste it direct from the source… right…’
“…that… that was amazing, mommy…”
He licked his lips hoping to taste from the other breast.
She covered up, “Like to thank your mommy?”
“Huh?”
She kicked down her staff. Anshur’s head ached, the fall nearly cracking his head open on the heavy staff. He looked up at her long dark boots, her sailor uniform, and he hated to look but at her crotch…
“Like to thank your mommy?”
She kneeled down, lifting up her skirt, and presented her crotch above him, “Stick out your tongue and touch me down here…”
“What…”
“Just do it, my son.”
“Okay.”
He obeyed. His nose brushed up against the white fabric of the bodysuit, he could feel the oldest of the Sailor Scout’s pubic patch. Anshur’s tongue came out and timidly rested on it, he was still in awe of finally being this close to a girl like this…
“Let mommy help, her fingers pushed the fabric aside.
Now he saw everything.
Her needing lips. Her damp dark green pubic hair. The curve of her ass…
His tongue etched up. He made a promise to himself, that he would make her feel like the Goddess she was even if it killed him…
His tongue brushed across the pubic mound, ‘I wonder why is it so wet? Did she wet her panties or something?’
Anshur was clueless about these kind of things.
Pluto knew it as well - and she would be a great teacher, a great mother, a great lover that would replace the cluelessness with pure lust-filled knowledge.
Pluto grasped her breast with her left hand, his tongue grasped around her nub. She ached with love, of her own breast, of the boy below her, and the tongue violating her…
“…slip it inside…”
The finger of her right hand pulled the labia aside, “Slip it inside, my son.”
He did not answer, only did as she said...
Her fingers retreated, now the tongue was parting the labia…
She shivered, “…oh god, lord… Chronos….thank you… finally all the- time-lines is… worth the - headache…oh god…”
Anshur had not even reached her G-spot, yet she was ready and willing to release every bit of her juices on the poor younger boy’s face.
Pluto clenched her foot inside her boot, she would hold on until he did so. She would continue working her un-milked breast, biting her lips together to keep the shouts of pleasure from filling the cloud-filled darkness…
The boy could feel it. He liked it, he liked the touch of his face against a real woman. He blushed about Chibi-Usa wishing for this kind of thing in secret, but here he was having the real thing…
“…Uggai-ghbgv-iib…”
He had reached it, the G-spot. The bundle of nerves pulsed in reaction of his tongue.
Then, Pluto came.
Womanly, lust-filled, juices poured in gallons - due to being so hard up for so many centuries.
He felt like he was drowning. Instead of the flash of his life before his eyes and the agony during drowning, Anshur was enjoying it. He did not know what was coming out of her virgin hole, but he wanted it, even if it was her piss…
Pluto again pulled away. She untied him.
He looked at her, “Again, mommy?”
“No,” she waved her finger at him, “You will have to wait.”
“Really? Why?”
“…would you like to do that again with me? How about with another girl?”
He nodded.
He did not hear the second part.
Pluto readjusted her costume, retying her bow.
Anshur rubbed himself against her hoping that she would respond and give it to him again…
“…There are other scouts that are of need… of love…”
She said to him glancing at the Time Gate.
“…but mommy… why would I…”
“There are four girls in particular that have no love…”
She put her hand on his lips, “Pallas, Juno, Vesta, and Ceres…”
“…who…”
“Four Asteroids that need love. They have no prince of their own. I was thinking of arranging my son’s marriage to one of them…”
“…huh?”
“In this timeline… Mercury has someone that loves her, Shingo. Venus has Muramasa, though right now they are both rather clueless of their feelings for each other. Neo-Queen Serenity has Endymion. Small Lady has Helios. Kosangi has Plululu.
Mars has her priest. Jupiter has her cousin. Saturn has Taiki…yet the Asteroids have none…”
“… what do you mean… you want me to be their prince…”
“Yes,” she said to him, “If you do, I promise that will do it again… and much, much more…”
“Really?”
Nod.
“You promise?”
“I am a Sailor Scout, the Goddess of Time, I promise.”
“I will agree… if…”
“…if what?”
The boy shifted his feet back and forth, “Could we… do it again? Could we do it again, Pluto? I mean Mommy?”
Nod.
He stood on his toes and placed a kiss on her lips. The two of them kissed and slathered their mouths over each other…
She slipped down her glove, he stopped her. He broke off the kiss, “I like you in gloves, mom.”
“…are you sure…”
She slipped off one glove, stoking herself down her his stomach licking him - his nipples and stomach each got a kiss...
Her nude fingers of her right hand juggled the testes, “Are you sure, my son? It is your choice,” her left hand gave the testes a stroke, “Gloved, or un-gloved.”
Anshur looking down at her breasts heaving, breathing up and down, “Both.”
“Good boy,” her hands gave the penis a good pat, “Yet, a good mother should reward such a responsive son…”
“Reward?”
“Yes, you thanked me by licking my pussy, remember?”
Pluto said leadingly getting a nod, “I am going to thank you the same way. Okay?”
Her soft lips pulled around the tip hoping to lick and molest the penis until he could not talk the pressure anymore…
That she kiss it until he would obey every single command she gave.
Just the simple act of her ruby red lips around his member sent out a drop of pre-cum…
Seizing on that, Pluto moved in keeping herself around the young boy’s penis...
The salty taste of the cum…
It was worth it. She liked it.
The love of a real boy.
No, a real man.
A real man delivering his love to her.
A man who would do anything for her.
A man who love her forever. For all time...
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(Chibi-Usa in Parallel Moon has a younger sister, Kosangi)