Angela smiled to her son as he came into her room after his bath. Angela loved her son and would do anything for him. He had been the world to her since her husband died in a car crash five years ago. Before that, she had never eaten Dean. That began when he was seven. One of Dean's classmates had told him of how his mom ate him every night. Dean thought it would be cool to see. Angela never dreamed she would do it, even though she knew she could. However, what Dean wanted, he got. After she ate him and he got out, they both found they enjoyed it. They did it often now.
Dean got on the bed and snuggled up to her. He didn't always sleep with her, just on some nights. Tonight looked to be another night that Dean wanted to sleep with mommy. She knew this because he had not bothered putting on his pajamas after his bath. If Dean wanted to sleep with, or within, mommy, then he stayed naked like she did. Angela never wore clothes to bed. The moment Dean was on the bed, he settled onto his mommy's lap and rested his head on her breasts.
Angela cuddled her little boy and kissed him. He laughed and smiled. "Mommy?" Dean asked. Angela looked at him. "What is it, sweetie?" Dean smiled. "Can we play "Go Inside Mommy?" "Of course, baby." Angela put her hands underneath Deans arms and lifted him. She opened her mouth wide and put Dean's head in. She swallowed and brought in his shoulders, then his chest. Another swallow brought in his tummy and his pelvis. Angela laughed as she saw Dean's legs kick outside her mouth. She gave a few more swallows and smiled as she felt Dean go down her throat. She always got a little wet with this game, there was something so arousing about having her son inside her again.
"Are you nice and comfy in there, honey?" She asked. "Yes, mommy." He spoke with glee. Angela smiled. "That was fun, like always." "I know honey. Mommy's going to bed now, are you okay with sleeping in my tummy?" "Yes, mommy." He responded. She lay down on her bed, falling asleep smiling as she rubbed her large belly and felt her son moving inside her. Both through her hand and stomach she felt him move. She always slept best on nights he slept inside her.
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