I am Kaleemah, and I am a sinning Ibu. My son Azrib is the apple of my eye, my precious gem, the joy of my life. I love him more than anything, more than my own life. For 17 years I have nurtured him from a helpless infant to the fine young man he is today. I have watched him take his first steps, utter his first words, and grow bigger with each passing day.
And now, as I kneel before him, I find myself transfixed by the sight of his cock, standing tall and proud before my eyes. For so long, I had only been able to admire it from afar - the tantalizing bulge straining against his pants as he walked or sat. My heart races at the mere thought of it, my pussy dripping with forbidden lust.
But today, blessed today, I finally have the chance to taste it, to worship it as the holy object it is. I open wide and take his thick, veiny shaft into my mouth, moaning in ecstasy as I begin to suck. Oh, my baby, let Ibu serve you. Let Ibu please you.
"Fuck, Ibu...your mouth feels so good," Azrib groans, his voice trembling with pleasure. "Don't stop, please..."
I look up at him with adoring eyes, silently begging for more. More of his cock, more of his cum, more of everything. I hollow my cheeks and suck harder, slurping obscenely, putting my tongue to work along the sensitive head.
Pre-cum floods my mouth, thick and creamy and delicious. I swallow it all down greedily, hungering for more. My son's balls are so big and full, no doubt overflowing with his potent seed. My pussy clenches at the thought of being filled with it.
Azrib tangles his fingers in my hair, holding me in place as he begins to pump his hips, fucking my face with abandon. The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. Tears prick at my eyes from the fragile abuse but I don't care. I exist only to serve my baby.
"I'm gonna cum, Ibu...fuck, I'm cumming!" Azrib roars, his cock pulsing and jerking against my tongue. I don't pull away, instead sucking harder to coax out every last drop.
He explodes in my mouth, his hot, salty cum pouring down my throat. I gulp it all down, reveling in the taste of my own son's essence. It's wrong, so very wrong...but it feels so very right.
As Azrib's climax subsides, I release his spent cock from my mouth and look up at him with a blissed out expression. "My baby...my precious boy..." I murmur adoringly. "Ibu loves you so much..."
A sleepy, satisfied grin spreads across his face. "I love you too, Ibu. You're the best Ibu ever."
My heart soars at his praise. I may be a sinner, a shameless whore for my own son's cock...but if it makes him happy, then I am content. I will happily be his secret slut, his personal cocksucker and cumdumpster, hidden away from the rest of the world.
Let the judgment fall on my head. I am Kaleemah, the greatest Ibu in the world, and I will gladly go to hell for my beloved son.
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