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538 Bob the demolisherMy names Bob, and I am a hitman, oh, yes, I will do anything for a few quid and that includes bumping off folk that are a pain, that’s of course if you pay enough! On hamster one day I met, [for met read was contacted by] a real wimp, a ‘man’ called Paul who came from one of those way out dumps in America who chatted for a while on hamster PM. Then for more privacy we chatted by E mail, he was once working in Holland, and had found himself a wife, a pretty lady its true but that was only in her outward show. It later transpired… according to him, that she was a witch, in disguise, his life in holland became a misery. They had a c***d quite quickly, a girl with her mother`s looks. Sadly, he also had inherited a father- in -law that at every turn was at his elbow. His wife was named, well we will use her second name Marlies to give her at least a little privacy, her daughter too we shall use her second name, Fenna. Now our man Paul will admit he`s not an incredibly determined sort of chap, in his own words he`s a wimp, and this woman soon realised it, the daughter was conceived as a way to his wallet if they became separated and he was soon finding Marlies ruling his house, not that it was as his, it was owned by his father-in -law and rented to him! Such was his life that after a year or so if he wanted to even hang a picture, he had to ask her father and his life became a total misery. Being an American he was thought to be rich, ridiculous we all know, he being just in IT man and working from their basement but it`s what Marlies and her dad thought, and he struggled to keep her in the lifestyle she demanded.He stuck it for a number of years, the daughter grew and following mummies example would overrule his say so by asking grandad for permission to do whatever she wanted, despite his protests, feeble as they were. it was all cold and calculated to break the man.Of an evening she would get dressed up and go out with her friends without him, calling extremely late and demanding he fetch her from wherever and regardless if he were in his bed or not. He was in no position to refuse and when a great job opportunity came up back in the USA, he jumped at it, it being hugely better paid and he seeing it as a chance to break the family cycle with his father-in-law.He offered to take her and the daughter to his homeland, but she flatly refused saying he should go, and that she would visit twice a year, knowing then, that legally he would be still be obliged to pay maintenance for her and the c***d. Thus He moved and took the job paying her regularly, and enjoying the new job, and the independence for the first time in a long, long time She still managed to inflict herself twice a year, and she even slept with him during the visits, but only because the place was so remote and there was no one else available! She knew if she missed a trip to visit, he could say the marriage was a sham, but both her and the daughter treated him like crap the whole time they were at his home. So, when he heard from a friend about Bob the demolisher, (IE me,) he contacted me to get his own back, revenge just for his own peace of mind.!We discussed it and I did not know if I could trust him, so we arranged payment, via a bank and it was huge sum belive me, to be paid in the traditional two halves, but he wanted proof I had done as he wished. which was fair enough, I would not have been happy if the boot were on the other foot and I had never before met him! Anyway, I flew to Frankfurt, bought an old car, and a movie camera with a stand, then wandered into Holland put a couple of false Dutch plates on the thing, and set about finding the house which was just as I had been told. I watched the place for a day or two from a hotel nearly opposite, and then one evening when the two women diyarbakır escort were out, I slipped into the back kitchen and made myself comfortable wearing my hood till Fenna. came home. She was alone and soon sat in a chair with a rope I had given her as a little present, and I had thoughtfully fetched with me tying her to the old carver chair at the table end. Together we sat waiting, her rather nice body writhing in its bounds and with her asking and begging tearfully to know what I wanted and who the hell I was etc, etc, I just sat there with a grin, just out of shot of my movie camera as she slowly got more hysterical as the hours progressed. Finally, we heard mothers key in the door, so I rose and held Fenna`s. trap shut by then it was about 2 am. Marlies staggered into the hallway pissed and hardly able to stand, shortly she too was strapped to the second carver, and was sobering up rapidly. I explained I was “the grim reaper and I had been sent from god to balance the treatment that they had meted out to Paul mentally, however, this would take a more physical form and I would not hesitate to kill their opposite number if either of them called out or tried to do anything silly.They quickly got the message!A cord round their necks in a pair of nooses and a pair of handcuffs made them compliant when I decided to move them upstairs. The biggest bedroom had us comfortable, well no, it had me comfortable and the two distressed ladies one on either side of the bed kneeling and looking pensive, their hands behind their backs and a rope around each of their pretty necks.I explained in my best soothing voice that, “I had been sent by god to balance up the way they had treated their husband and father and that I would only kill them if I had to, though if I had too I would happily be sending them up to heaven for direct damnation!” I didn’t belive a word of that but it I find confuses the mind and gives the victim a strong feeling that I am a religious nut and might well carry out my threat without hesitation!I went on to explain that, “they were going to entertain me, however humiliating that may become but that they would do it and quick smart if they did not want to hurt their opposite number!” I told them in clear English, that, “one of them would be in a noose the whole time, their rope in my hand and if the other, the performer did not do as she was told, well their loved one would suffer, ultimately if necessary, it would be a very slow death gasping for breath.”I asked, “did they understand?” nods of understanding greeted that, well it was simple enough wasn`t it? They became quiet waiting my instructions. I bid mother to stand turn and present me with her cuffs., which I released, “right bitch fetch me your sex toys and don’t be very long in the doing!”She glanced at the mascara running down her beloved daughters face, it was a look that took in everything of the hopeless situation. She scuttled away and was soon back with the toys, which I suspect the daughter knew little of, at least going on the shocked look on her face she didn`t.I had her kneel once more, then one by one I showed her daughter, saying as I did, “what a sexy mother she had” and explaining each piece in turn to the wide-eyed girl. There were four differing sized vibrators in lurid pinks and the largest a 10” in black rubber… I went on to the egg, the rabbit and the anal plug which had her glancing at her red-faced mother in a way that said she was shocked!Marlies was now told to undress, which after me tugging on her daughters rope as a reminder, she quickly did and I must say she was an attractive woman, well-kept fairly tidy body nice tits and nipples to die for, though to my dismay they were as yet not erect. Below she was unshaven her black pubic hair diyarbakır escort bayan kept neat, contrasting against her pale skin, I shifted over on the bed and had mother lay next to me, and told her to demonstrate with one of the small vibes! Her daughters eyes wide with amazement while the mothers gaze fixed itself on the ceiling to avoid eye contact, as the buzzing tool slid into her gash, easily and as if it felt completely at home.I was enjoying the whole game, as I lay watching the woman`s humiliation. We soon changed to a larger vibe which buzzed and clattered like a jigger pick on a cobbled road.Fenna`s eyes never left her mother`s body, amazed at her brazenness and the toys she had no idea her mother had.Ten minutes past, to her it seems like an hour, she climaxes, and looks at me as if to ‘say can I stop now sir’ but it`s in vain, we keep it going till again she climaxes, and I tell her to swap to that monster black one, reluctantly she slowly does, so I liven up her movements with a whack with one of my paddles. Slowly she slips the monster inside and to both mine and her daughters amazement she absorbs it like it`s an old friend. It has a wire to a control box, so I switch it on, and see its set for slow, so I crank it round to its fastest settings, and as her eyes bulge, I turn the speed well up, the head now hard against her cervix begins to pummel at the soft tissue and vibrate at the same time she begins to sob, then cry and finally as she climaxes, scream, before slumping comatose for a moment or two. Her eyes open to realise I have not turned the thing down, so she promptly cries out, orgasms once more and flakes out. I switch it off completely and lift the slumped body, slipping another noose over her neck and leaving her slumped on the floor.“It`s your turn” I tell Fenna, and remove the noose, she looks terrified, I release the cuffs and tell her to undress, initially she refuses, but a tug on mothers noose has her wide eyed and compliant, her body a younger version of her mother, younger and nicely laid out pert tits, bubble arse, long legs, all a presentable18 or 20year-old maid should be in my way of thinking!there is an oblong stool at the dressing table, I fetch it and d**** her over the padded seat. She lays face down trembling as I move her hands under the stool and resecure the cuffs, then whisper in her ear, “are you a virgin?” she looks terrified glancing at her mother, who by now is recovering and sat with her back to the wardrobe watching us, it was obvious to me that she didn`t want mother knowing, so I just grinned and whispered that “you won`t be after tonight lassie, and she won`t be able to tell the difference then!” I then moved the stool so mother could see her daughters face and commenced to strike that pert little arse with the paddle once again. Just ten hard strokes, as a starter. Tears again fell, mother looking fraught as her daughter wriggled and squirmed under the onslaught. I got my old todger out inserted it into this lively lady and bingo, I was having the absolute best sex I have had in years, most of my women having been well used and costing financially! As I was mid-stroke a though struck me, and I whispered, “call me daddy and beg me to fuck you harder my girl” she jerkily muttered for me to “sod off,” so I removed myself from this tasty lady and taking up my paddle struck her arse hard, it wriggled, and my god did she wriggle, with each stroke she moved left or right, like a snake on oiled glass. I secured her legs then gave her a few more. Hissing, “call me daddy” 30 strokes fell, again hissing “you will you little bitch, or this goes on till the blood runs!” ten more strokes had her crying out “ok, ok, ok…you win daddy… fuck me please… anything bar this slapping…!”I escort diyarbakır slipped myself into her once more, and to her joy began a hard ride which was obviously to her approval! Mother just then rose and while my attention was on her daughter went to kick me from her daughters back—- but she forgot the noose which by twisting a little and pulling hard I managed to haul her down and shut off a lot of her air as I did. Off balance she fell beside her daughter in a gasping heap of tears and shock. Here I was balls deep in her daughter and beside me the paddle was in reach, I leant over snatched up the paddle and with a resounding crack laid the leather over Marlies rump, I got in 5 quick shots before she tried to leave but the noose and an armchair in the wrong spot had her overbalancing and falling back in confusion. I knew that I needed to take back control, and had stopped mid-stroke causing my partner, unable to see properly what was going on despite craning her head round, she cried, “…Daddy …please, fuck me Daddy never mind her!” Probably In a vein hope of distraction, sadly that distracted the wrong person, it had her mother looking shocked, so I near choked her with the noose, and I did as bid, by then I was well past stepping back from this lovely maid believe me. She began her climax, and it set me off spewing seed deep in the lassie and rendering me exhausted for a few seconds. Mother seized her chance again, taking a swat at me with a foot but as I came down, I realised what was coming my way, so I tore myself loose and twisting in the air as I fell, she hit bed end, I pulled on the noose and off balance having missed due to the tug on the noose she fell almost onto me bouncing from her daughters rump onto the carpet.With a bound I was on her knowing the girl was still attached to the stool and by her hair I tugged her up to her feet and threw her onto the bed. She lay gasping like a fish on the bank, so taking another grasp on the rope I rolled her on her back and secured her ankles to either bottom bedpost.Happy now she was no threat I returned to the daughter and released her standing her against the huge old wardrobe securing her noose to the top of it with a meat hook from my bag and refitting the hands this time with rope, as I didn’t want my fingerprints on handcuffs did I, oh and of course handcuffs cost… I made sure they were up behind her comfortably as she had been compliant… it was her mother`s turn next.By now I had had a few moments to recover, and so had mother who cursed me roundly in Dutch, now me I can manage Scots, I am fairly fluent in Geordy, and a smattering of cockney but Dutch? Not a chance so I held my finger to my lips said “shush” then as she did not stop gabbling, I smacked her face hard… It went quiet! I recovered my other handcuffs, tied her hands to the bed-head, and to her horror I kissed her, then m*****ed her tits, pulled her nipples and then…After a few minutes more I climbed aboard and screwed the woman right royally, her eyes fixed on mine and regardless of her desperate tries to avoid a climax I watched just that slowly take over her bound body, like slow poison! It crept up until she slowly had to accept the inevitable. And No, it`s not that I am some magic coxman it is the fact I had just had the ride of a lifetime with her daughter and as yet, my poor old balls had not refilled and nature is such a fickle thing mechanically she just had to climax! Once she had climaxed that first time, she soon did it again and then again, before I finally filled her, she was not as good as her daughter though, and I noticed she was not exchanging glances so often with the girl now probably at least a little embarrassed at having climaxed so readily!It was time to leave. I gagged both mother and daughter, put away my tools, switched Of the camera, and folding the tripod wished them bye-bye. I knew father-in-law would find them next day and it would soon be light.I slipped out the back way, and the journey to the airport was uneventful. It was on the flight home I sent him a message, it just said, ‘mission accomplished mother and daughter both done well!’

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Inside Maple Grove, Chapter 4A story about a black family’s bid to dominate Boston’s white middle classes.Written by Ted Guy based on an idea by Julie Van.Please read previous chapters for full enjoyment. At 1045AM the morning after her son Aaron had spent the night fucking Stella Harris Michelle Jackson stood in front of the mirror in her dressing room. She had chosen to wear thin zip up tennis dress for her little trip over to see Stella Harris. Stella’s passion was tennis, the white fabric looked good against her toned black skin, it was short, which showed off her long legs and most of all it was easy to take off, which she had every intention of doing. She had tied her long hair in a pony tail and hadn’t seen the need for makeup. Confident she looked good she made her way downstairs through the kitchen, lifted a bottle of champagne out of the fridge, checked her phone, which she was going to need, was charged and headed out the door for the brisk 5 minute walk over to Stella’s house. Once there she rang the bell and a couple of minutes later Stella answered the door wearing a long thin silk robe, tied at the waist.The two exchanged greetings and once she had been invited inside Michelle held out the bottle of champagne to Stella and told her she had enjoyed yesterday’s chat and couldn’t wait to follow up on some of the plans she had regarding activities in the community. “Oh lovely” Stella said. “I could do with that right now. I have felt drained all day hence the robe, maybe this will pick me up. The two of them casually chatted and quickly got through the first bottle so Stella pulled another from the fridge and they started on that. As they discussed some of Michelle’s thoughts and Stella commented that getting new initiatives started in the community was quite hard work. Michelle told Stella she had no issues with hard work. “You see Stella.” she said as she looked Stella in the eyes close up, “Our family is very successful and we usually get what we desire because we believe in hard work and most of all teamwork. You see we all work together and share in the rewards.”Stella hardly had time for the comment to sink in before Michelle added on that she thought it was now her turn to enjoy some of their latest reward. Stella looked at Michelle, and felt slightly uncomfortable “I’m not sure I understand you.” she said. “Oh” said Michelle, “I have to say you look nice in your robe but I was hoping to see you looking a little more like this.” as she opened up the photograph on her phone of a naked Stella, taken by her son Aaron, and placed it on the table erzincan escort facing Stella. Stella’s face flushed immediately and she sat there frozen, unable to comment. After about a minute of awkward silence Michelle thought it was time to put Stella back at her ease and broke the silence “Oh don’t worry darling.” she said “For what it’s worth I think you look very nice, so nice in fact that I want to see you like that again and I know you like the female form as Abbey has told me all about your little dalliance, so lets not make this difficult. I want you. Wouldn’t you like that?”Stella gazed at Michelle still feeling awkward and trying to make sense of what was going on. “I’m not totally sure what you mean” she said to Michelle. Michelle stood up and walked across to her then took her hands and lifted her out of her chair so they were standing face to face. “Well let me make it clear” she said as she kissed Stella fully on the lips then took a step back and said “Do you like my tennis dress? I wore it just for you.” as she unzipped it all the way down revealing her nakedness underneath. Stella stood staring at Michelle’s bare C cup breasts full, round and firm, crowned with large black erect nipples. She felt the tingle of arousal in her tummy and pussy and sensed her own moistness as she told Michelle she was very beautiful. “Take me to your bedroom Stella!” Michelle said in a commanding tone.Stella had never been with a woman, other than her brief dalliance with Abbey and clearly felt unsure of what came next. She soon realised she didn’t need to as she was in the hands of an experienced, take charge type of woman in Michelle who embraced her and kissed her passionately whilst removing Stella’s robe before pushing her onto the bed.Michelle stood before Stella and removed her tennis dress revealing her full naked, toned body before joining Stella on the bed, laying beside her and kissing her whilst her hand began to caress her breasts. After a couple of minutes Michelle began to suck on Stella’s nipples and her hand made its way to her pussy where she began to run her finger up and down between Stella’s lips.Stella groaned and sighed with delight as Michelle’s expert fingers teased her pussy lips and clit whilst sucking harder and harder on her now erect nipples. She could hear how wet she was as Michelle began to probe her pussy with two fingers and her pre orgasmic tingle began to run through her entire body. “Oh god, I’m going to cum.” she cried out as she reached the edge.Suddenly Michelle stopped her teasing escort erzincan and whispered in Stella’s ear, “not yet darling.” Then she sat up and straddled Stella, grabbing her hands and lifting them to her breasts and encouraging Stella to squeeze and caress them as she ran her own hands across Stella’s breasts and began to pinch and pull on her nipples making her gasp. Stella loved the feel of Michelle’s breasts, bigger than her own and her nipples were so much larger and harder. She squeezed and rubbed them then couldn’t resist pulling Michelle towards her and lifting her head so she could suck on them. As Michelle sighed Stella realised she was loving the feel of another woman’s breasts and she told Michelle so.Michelle rolled off Stella and lay next to her on her back then urged Stella to straddle her. She pulled Stella’s head towards her and they kissed passionately, their tongues exploring each others mouth. “Suck on my nipples darling” Michelle sighed and pushed Stella’s head towards her breasts. As Stella began to suck on her nipples and flick them with her tongue Michelle groaned. “Oh Stella, you’re a natural, kiss me all over then put her hands on Stella’s head and began to manoeuvre it all over her torso, gently guiding it downwards over her breasts, stomach, hips and down onto her thighs, shuffling Stella further down the bed as she did so. Then Michelle opened her legs wide and lifted Stella’s head so she was looking at her. She paused for a few seconds, their eyes fixed on each other before she said “Lick my pussy for me.”Stella bent her head as Michelle peeled open the lips of her perfectly smooth pussy, to Stella’s surprise the inside of Michelle’s pussy was pink. She could smell a perfumed scent mixed with the smell of pussy juice and she saw a small bead of liquid run down the inside of Michelle’s lips. Slowly she lowered her head more and with her tongue she tasted another woman’s pussy for the first time ever. Stella was aroused and amazed at how sweet it tasted, nicer than she remembered the taste of her own juice although the last time she had dome that was several years ago. It was a taste she loved and desired more so she locked her lips against Michelle’s pussy and began to kiss it as if it were another person’s mouth, probing her tongue into her soft sweet love hole. Michelle began to moan and rock her pelvis then she put her hand on the back of Stella’s head pressing down on it so the pressure on her clit was harder. After a few minutes Michelle asked Stella to stop and lay down on her erzincan escort bayan back, “It’s my turn to taste some pussy.” she said. Michelle lay down between Stella’s legs and wasted no time in getting to work on teasing Stella’s pussy and clit with her mouth. She also inserted a finger into Stella’s pussy and began to massage her G spot, something Stella had never experienced and within a minute or two she felt like her whole body was about to explode.As Stella took in a deep breath knowing she was just about to orgasm Michelle removed her finger and stopped licking her which left her hanging on the edge of an orgasmic precipice unable to make the final leap. Michelle giggled as she moved her head back up to Stella’s mouth and kissed her, allowing Stella to taste her own juices on Michelle’s lips and tongue. “Not long to wait now darling” she whispered into Stella’s ear before she began to suck on Stella’s swollen and sensitive nipples.Michelle continued to work her way back down Stella’s body with her mouth, whilst manoeuvring herself around so eventually her legs straddled Stella’s head and she lowered her pussy right onto Stella’s mouth. “ Oh darling, make me cum!” she sighed. Stella began to greedily lick Michelle’s pussy and clit as she felt Michelle’s hands part her pussy lips and she sighed as Michelle slid a finger into her once again, her pussy had begun to contract and it felt tight around Michelle’s finger.Michelle begin to finger fuck Stella hard and rub her clit at the same time whilst grinding her own pussy onto Stella’s mouth. Stella once again felt her pre orgasmic tingle building and prayed for Michelle to take her over the edge this time. Above her she could hear Michelle begin to pant as she rocked her pelvis even quicker.Stella could hardly breath, trapped between Michelle’s athletic thighs, her pussy locked onto her face. The sensitivity in her clit was almost unbearable then she felt the orgasmic wave build up within her and knew this time there was no stopping it. As she began to shudder to a climax Michelle let out a shriek and Stella’s mouth was flooded with an explosion of cum juice from Michelle’s pussy.Moments later the two of them lay beside each other on the bed, still experiencing the joy of their post orgasmic tingle as they caressed each other. Michelle propped herself up and noticed the slight swelling to Stella’s upper lip from where her pubic bone had ruined against it so hard. “Oh darling your poor lip.” she said. “It’s ok” said Stella. “That was the best orgasm I have ever had” Michelle laughed and told Stella she was going to have many more and she would tell her why just as soon as she had gotten some ice for her lip. As she left the bedroom Michelle asked Stella when her husband John was due back and Stella told Michelle he was away until Saturday. “Cool” Michelle said as she walked out of the bedroom.To be continued…….

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This is a work of fiction written solely to entertain. All characters in sexual situations are 18 or older. Thanks for reading!

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Something wasn’t quite right. Madison woke up on New Year’s Day with the distinct memory of celebrating the new year in several different ways. Was that what happened when you got drunk? But she’d only had a little champagne. She remembered the thrill of kissing Daniel as the clock struck midnight. How amazing, he really was into her. But then, somehow, she had also spent midnight making out with her friend, Brittney. And then she’d also had several boring celebrations in the living room. Each moment was as real in her memory as the next one.

Several other people woke that day to the same confusion. Penelope rolled away from her still snoring husband. She was giddy, because Daniel had chosen her to spend midnight with on New Year’s. But then she remembered he’d gone off with other women and she’d been left at that boring party several times. How had both happened?

Daniel had heard that mysterious clock signal midnight while he spent time with several women. He was grateful for all of it, but especially that he got to share that special moment with both his sister and his mom. They were, after all, the two most important people in his life. He knew the house had bent space and time for him. That’s what he got for being friends with Day Star, he supposed. Were they friends? Partners? He took a deep breath and got out of bed. Daniel threw on jeans and a t-shirt and headed downstairs.

There were still discarded cups and party hats on the stairs. But it didn’t look too bad. He sighed, and turned toward the kitchen to grab a trash bag. Being the first Anderson up meant he’d bag some garbage so the others would wake to a cleaner house. Daniel paused. Something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. He slowly turned to the right and his mouth fell open. Someone had stepped on Khadra’s salt salamander drawing last night, and it was nearly unrecognizable on the floor. Above it, the door to the locked room stood wide open.

“Shit.” Daniel walked at a snail’s pace toward the room. A quiet settled over the house. Not even the great clock so much as ticked. The steady metronome of his pulse beat in his ears.

Upstairs, Penelope stopped daydreaming, sat up in bed with a start, and jumped onto the cold floor. She threw on a sweatshirt and raced out of the spare room, leaving her sleeping husband behind. Something was wrong and the house needed her.

“Hello?” Daniel couldn’t see into the room from his angle, but a trapezoid of orange, flickering light fell across the hall. “Is someone there?” His bare feet padded closer and closer. He walked up to the open doorway and looked in. The great bear stood in its corner, still in a fearsome pose. The last man Daniel expected to see sat in the armchair near the back wall wagging a finger at Daniel. “Mr. Samatar?”

Maxamed said nothing and didn’t move but for the finger that continued to admonish Daniel. He wore one of his dark suits, with a red tie. A small rivulet of crimson ran over his dark forehead, snaked around his right eye, and dripped off his cheek.

“Um … Are you okay?” Daniel looked around the room. Everything else was as he remembered it. The sideboard, the bottles, the sofa, the oil lamp, were all in place. When Daniel looked back at the bear. It had moved a foot closer to the door. Now, its glass eyes were trained on Daniel. “We need to go, Mr. Samatar.” Daniel held out his hand and blinked. During the fraction of a second his eyes were closed, the bear moved another couple feet. A frozen snarl had spread on its face, further exposing its yellowed canines.

A deep frown etched itself on Maxamed’s face. He kept wagging his finger.

“Danny?” Penelope’s voice carried down the stairs.

“I’m here.” Daniel looked toward the stairs and then back into the room. The bear had moved closer, standing still as a statue in the middle of the room, partly obscuring Daniel’s view of Maxamed. The dead animal looked very angry. “Shit.” Daniel widened his eyes, trying his best not to blink. “Come on, Mr. Samatar. It’s now or never. Let’s get you out of there.”

Maxamed gave no indication of having heard Daniel. He sat reclined in the armchair, his finger waving back and forth.

“Daniel, no.” Penelope’s feet hit the bottom of the stairs. Goosebumps broke out on her bare legs. She sprinted over to the room, pulled Daniel by the shirt away from the doorway, and slammed the door shut. The last thing she saw of the room was the giant, brown bear mere inches away, its claws outstretched. The crack of the slamming door echoed around the hall and the entryway. Penelope put her hands on her knees and sucked in air. “That’s a bad … room, Danny.” She looked over at her eighteen-year-old brother-in-law.

“Yeah …” Daniel gathered himself. “Wait, Mr. Samatar is still in there. We have to get him out.”

“There’s no one alive … in there.” Penelope caught her breath.

“How van escort do you know?” Daniel reached for the knob on the door. He tried to turn it, but it was locked.

“I have some connection … to that room.” Penelope straightened up.

Daniel wanted to ask her questions about it, but that would have to wait. A troubling thought occurred to him. “Mrs. Samatar said she’d trapped Mr. Palmer in there. So, he’s out. What’s he doing now?”

“Upstairs,” Penelope said.

“Upstairs,” Daniel said at the same time.

Together they turned and raced up the stairs. They didn’t know who Frederick would target, but Khadra, Brad, Brittney, Julie, and George were all asleep and vulnerable.

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“This is where I welcomed those destined for the sacrifice.” Frederick Palmer sat in an armchair and waved his hand to encompass the small room. A massive stuffed bear stood to his right. A sideboard rested to his left. “I would pour them a drink from there. And they wouldn’t wake up until the ceremony.”

“Sacrifice?” George sat on a comfortable sofa, a tumbler in his hand. Ice clinked in the glass as he held it up to regard the amber liquid. “What did you do to those people?”

“I shed blood, Mr. Anderson.” Frederick smiled. A thin white line formed under his black mustache. He pushed back his hair from his forehead and tugged at his perfectly tailored suit. “It gave me clarity of purpose. But that was so long ago, and the world has darkened since. To change the course of things, He needs more offerings. But they are so few and far between now.”

“You are an abomination before God.” George couldn’t get the tremor out of his voice.

“You misunderstand me. I did this for God.” Frederick eyed George’s tumbler. “And when the days of her purifying are completed, whether for a son or for a daughter, she shall bring to the priest at the entrance of the tent of meeting a lamb a year old for a burnt offering, and a pigeon or a turtledove for a sin offering.” He paused to see the effect on the other man. “But the sins of our species compiled, and God asked for greater and greater pledges. He needs our blood to wash away our sins. I did as he asked, ever the humble servant.”

“You did this for God?” George dropped his drink to the richly colored carpet on the floor. It spilled, ice fanning out from the impact.

“Are you not His servant, too?” Frederick leaned closer to George. “Do you not want to atone for our sins?”

“This is a nightmare.” George slid to the other side of the sofa. “This isn’t my house. This is a perversion.”

“Let’s talk about perversion, Mr. Anderson.” Frederick’s smile widened.

~~

Women fell before Daniel. Julie watched them fall in her dream. For some reason she reveled in it. She saw wives give up on decades of fidelity for a chance with her son. Just like Julie had herself. She delighted in each conquest. In her dream, Julie could see Daniel’s seed spread about their city like an infection. No, that wasn’t right. He moved throughout the city like a cure stamping out disease. He would root out the sickness of a false hegemony.

But something reached out to him. Something sought Daniel from the dark. It desperately wanted to cut his wick before he could burn brightly. Something so very black. And it was in the room with Julie. She opened her eyes, sat up, and screamed.

Crouched on the other side of the bed was a large man Julie recognized. He leaned his head right next to George’s ear, whispering something Julie couldn’t hear. Frederick’s black eyes darted up to her when she woke, but his lips continued working.

“Leave … please …” Julie croaked.

“I will not leave my house.” Frederick smiled cheerfully, and straightened to his full height.

Daniel and Penelope burst in the door behind Frederick.

Despite Julie’s scream, George continued to snore.

“My own room cannot hold me. That was a foolish endeavor. There once was a prison of thorn and vine.” Frederick stuck an arm behind him and knocked the onrushing Daniel to the side. Daniel hit the floor and slid until the wall stopped him near the bathroom door. Penelope rushed the phantom and met the same fate, sliding on the floor until she came to a stop next to Daniel. They groaned in a pile at the other end of the room.

“Danny!” Julie screamed.

“She kept me there for decades.” Frederick’s voice carried an unnatural calm and measure. “Thorn and vine, thorn and vine. But her order depended too much on entropy. When she couldn’t ensnare the pathetic and corruptible, her power ebbed. And He gave me what I needed. Thorn and vine. Thorn and vine.”

Julie looked down at her sleeping husband. “What did you do to him?”

“Nothing I haven’t done before.” He took a menacing step toward Daniel and Penelope where they lay on the floor. “But it wasn’t me that donned the poor man’s horns. You made a mockery of him.”

“I … I …” Julie hugged her bare breasts and shrunk into her mattress.

“Begone demon.” Khadra, van escort bayan dressed only in her panties, stepped into the room holding a box of salt and a fiery demeanor. She poured a half circle of salt on the floor around Frederick, but faltered when he fixed her with his dark stare. How could she get behind the creature without stepping too close to him?

“Look at what a harlot you’ve become.” Frederick spat the words. “Your head uncovered. Your dark globes exposed to man. Men who are not your husband …”

As he talked, Eloise improbably crawled from under the bed behind him. She stood and made eye contact with Khadra. The pregnant woman in Victorian dress nodded to the box of salt. Frederick did not see his wife behind him.

“My offer is not forfeit,” Frederick continued. “I can reunite you with your husband.”

“Don’t.” Daniel looked up at her. “Mr. Samatar is dead, I think. I saw him. I think Mr. Palmer killed him.”

Fury spread on Khadra’s face, contorting her pretty features into something almost unrecognizable. She looked back and forth between Daniel and Frederick. Khadra then dropped the box of salt in front of her and kicked it right through Frederick’s spread legs. Eloise stopped the box with her foot, picked it up and finished the circle around her husband.

“You took my husband?” Khadra stepped toward Frederick as he stood frozen.

Frederick did nothing more than wink at her.

“Goodbye, dearie.” Eloise waved her hand through Frederick’s chest. The apparition fragmented and evaporated.

“Is he gone?” Daniel moved Penelope off him and sat up with his back against the wall. He rubbed the back of his head.

“For now.” Eloise stepped over to the naked Khadra and took her into an embrace. “Thank you. I did not know he had come by a sacrifice. He’s stronger than I thought. I am aggrieved at the loss of your husband.”

“Is he …?” Tears rolled down Khadra’s cheeks. She let herself be drawn into the cold, demonic embrace. Had she really made allies with one of their kind? “Is he really gone?”

“It seems so.” Eloise patted her back. “Frederick hid it from me. I couldn’t see.” She led Khadra to the bed and sat her on the edge. Eloise looked down at George as he continued to snore.

“Is my husband okay?” Julie looked on at the strange scene. A tightness pulled at her chest.

“That was a fine trick orchestrated by our friend here.” Eloise rested her pale hand on Khadra’s dark shoulder. The binary stones on her wedding ring shone in the first rays of sunlight peeking through the window. “Mrs. Samatar and I pushed Frederick and his influence some distance from us. But watch your George closely. If he seems to wander astray, it may be wise to move him from the house for a while.”

“What did he mean by thorn and vine?” Daniel stood up and helped Penelope to her feet.

“My partner and I once tricked my husband after his death into a prison of his own making just outside the house.” Eloise pressed her lips together. “But we didn’t have the strength to keep him there.”

“But you’re getting stronger?” Daniel walked over to the bed, sat next to Khadra, and put his arm around the crying woman, trying to comfort her.

“I am.” Eloise nodded. “But if we were to try and lock him away again, for good, we would need more strength still.”

“I’ll do what I have to,” Daniel said. “We’ll all do what we have to.”

Julie, Penelope, and Khadra all nodded at this. George continued his soft snores.

“Very good.” Eloise smiled. Warmth emanated from her freckled face. And she told them how they could raise the energy needed to deal with Frederick and his troublesome God once and for all.

~~

Days passed and Frederick stayed away. Khadra put another ward in front of the locked room, but she doubted he was in there. She searched her feelings to see if Frederick had spoken true about her husband. Had her departed Maxamed somehow fallen under the evil man’s spell? Khadra couldn’t find his spirit, but such tasks were difficult without her dreamstone.

The twins continued to console and comfort Khadra with their bodies. It became clear Daniel had successfully planted his seed inside the dark woman as her belly swelled. That meant he was going to be a father four times over. At the least.

~~

It was inevitable that Julie would find the twins together. It happened late one cold night. She put on a lace bra and panties and threw a long robe over her lingerie. The house was so chilly whenever the temperature dropped near zero. She looked back at her sleeping husband. He’d done so much better in the last few weeks. Julie hoped that the poor man would continue to keep his focus on the house and lead his charmed, unsuspecting life. She wondered what would happen when George finally finished his work on the house. Would they actually sell it? Even with the threat of Frederick’s return, Julie didn’t want to leave.

Julie slipped out of the room and padded down the hall toward Daniel’s escort van room. The night before, she’d visited Brittney. So, now it was her son’s turn to share in his mother’s body and soul. A fire burned inside Julie. She needed the twins more and more every day. When she wasn’t with them, she often caught herself daydreaming about the pleasures they gave her over and over again.

The great clock tick-tocked, echoing off the old walls. Julie arrived at Daniel’s door and let herself in. She closed the door behind her and turned toward his bed. She froze when she heard a soft moan, and then her eyes caught sight of Brittney’s small frame slowly undulating on top of her brother. “Oh, my.” Julie put her hand to her mouth. “I … I didn’t mean to interrupt.”

Brittney turned her elfin face toward her mother and smiled. “It’s okay, Mom. We … uh … uh … like having you here.”

“Yeah.” Daniel had a dreamy smile on his face with his head on the pillow. “Remember what we talked about?”

“You mean …” Julie’s eyes widened. “You’re doing her without a condom right now?”

“He is,” Brittney purred. “And he’s already … oooohhhhh … cum in me once tonight.” She made slow circles with her hips.

“Oh, my.” Julie’s pussy flooded at the thought of what she was witnessing. “In your vagina?”

“In her pussy, yeah.” Daniel gripped Brittney’s hips and ground her down on him with a little more force.

“In her pussy,” Julie whispered. “You’ll get her pregnant for sure.”

“He probably already has.” Brittney lost focus for a second and her eyes rolled as Daniel’s long cock moved around some of her organs. She refocused on her mom. “It’s good, Mom. Danny and I have always been … close. Now we’re even closer. I’m going to have his baby.”

“We’re all having Danny’s babies, aren’t we?” Julie rubbed her legs together. “Okay, I’ll let you two have some space.” She put her hand on the doorknob. She needed to rub her pussy.

“No, Mom. Stay.” Brittney leaned back a little, pushing her large breasts away from her chest. She put her hands behind her on Daniel’s thighs. “What’s … oooohhhhhh … under the robe?”

“Oh … um … Danny likes when I wear sexy underwear for him.” Julie took her hand off the doorknob.

“I bet I’d … ugh … like it, too.” Brittney looked her tall mom up and down. She was so sexy. “That’s no fair that you only show Danny.”

“You’re a girl … so I didn’t think … I didn’t think you’d like that stuff.” Julie took a deep breath and dropped the robe to the floor. “Do you like it, pumpkin?” Julie spun a slow pirouette for them.

“Damn, Mom.” Brittney’s eyes glazed over. “You are so hot.” The lingerie had clearly been purchased after Julie had taken her deal, because the bra somewhat fit. But even so, her boobs spilled over the top, and her panties looked skimpier than intended under her bulging belly. “Did my dumb dad buy that for you? And now … ah … it’s for us.”

“Don’t you start up on your father too, Britney.” Julie frowned at her writhing daughter. “He’s fragile right now. I don’t want to talk about him that way.”

“Come on, Mom.” Daniel laughed and lightly smacked Brittney’s right boob. “Dad practically handed you over to us. His own teenagers. He’s pretty stupid when it comes to protecting his wife.”

Julie felt her face go hot with embarrassment. They were only eighteen and George had let her fall for them. Of course, the twins were right. George was a fool. There was no other explanation.

“Come on over, Mom.” Daniel could hear his sister’s pussy squelch with all their combined cum as she slowly rode him. A sound as sweet as music.

“Okay.” Julie reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She let it fall, and her heavy boobs dropped out of confinement. She hooked her thumbs in her panties and slowly shimmied them down her legs, very aware of the show she gave the humping twins as her breasts hung down in front of her. She tossed her panties aside and walked slowly toward the bed. “Are we really going to do this? All three of us, together?”

“Come sit on my face.” Daniel beckoned her over, his smile spreading.

“Really?” Julie felt so clumsy climbing onto the bed and straddling her son’s handsome face. She was so much bigger than they were. Julie’s brown eyes locked on Brittney’s blue ones as Daniel’s tongue found Julie’s slit. “Oh, Brit, he’s really wonderful, isn’t he?” Julie wasn’t sure what to do with her hands, so she held them in the air awkwardly as she watched her daughter’s lust-filled face.

“He is. And so … aaahhhhhh … are you. You’re both … ugh … the best.” Brittney approached another climax. “Grab my tits, Mom.”

“Tits?” Julie reached out and hefted her daughter’s boobs. She rolled the puffy nipples gently between her fingers. “Oh, Danny. You’re already … going to … make me …” Julie’s shoulders twitched as her pleasure built.

“Mmmppphhhhhh.” Danny relished the moment. His first time with the both Anderson women. Penelope would go wild when he told her all about it.

“Cummmiiiinnnnnnggggg.” Brittney tossed her head back and forth, her senses completely overrun with ecstasy. If she wasn’t already pregnant, she hoped that night would be the night. How perfect to get to share that moment with her mother.

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Kate would never have considered herself particularly attractive, but tonight she was the object of two men’s desire. The first, she would have expected: Dave, her husband of nearly two decades. The second would have surprised her, had she known: Josh, her son, who had recently turned 18.

A typical middle-aged, overweight suburban housewife, Kate’s 5’2″, 240-pound frame meant that her belly stuck out almost as far as her 46DD breasts. Her round ass and wide thighs were covered in cellulite, and her arms were soft and flabby. She was certainly not conventionally attractive, and she always dressed modestly, but when her husband Dave, a ruggedly handsome man in his 40s, saw her naked, he was always turned on by the voluptuousness of his obese, 36-year old wife. She was a classic Big Beautiful Woman, and Dave wouldn’t change a thing about her. He always wanted to keep the lights on when they made love, and insisted that she leave her pubic hair untrimmed, even though its brown color didn’t match the natural blonde on her head.

Kate’s son Josh felt a similar, but less romantic way, about his mother. An athletic, hormonal teenager, he was a virgin and desperate to score with anyone who had tits. Despite this lack of discernment, his mother held a particular attraction to him. Even though she dressed just as demurely around the house as in public, she seemed to exude to Josh a powerful sexual magnetism. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help checking her out all the time, hoping that she would have a wardrobe malfunction and reveal more of her body. No far, no dice. Her necklines were so high and her hems so low, she could have been a nun. Kate did all the laundry, so Josh didn’t even know what kind of undergarments she wore.

Thus, Josh was ignorant that tonight, under her ankle-length black dress, Kate was wearing a sexy lingerie set, complete with stockings and garters. It was her and Dave’s anniversary, and she wanted to give him a treat in bed. But first, they were going on a family outing. A friend of Dave’s from work had given him three extra tickets to the circus, so they decided to go together for fun. Dave had been so busy at work, and Josh at school and football practice, that they desperately needed some family bonding time. As they exited the car in the parking lot outside the circus, Josh noticed that Kate’s dress was high-waisted, flattering her figure by emphasizing the size of her bust and hips. Even this tiny hint of her body shape filled him with arousal, and he walked awkwardly to avoid revealing the erection growing in his pants.

The circus was the usual stuff: clowns, acrobats, jugglers. Josh felt like he was too old for the circus, but his parents seemed to be enjoying themselves, and he didn’t want to spoil the night. To pass the time, Josh daydreamed that his mom was actually his girlfriend, and he was taking her on a date. He slyly put his arm around her, and when she laughed at the slapstick antics of the clowns, he would surreptitiously look at her, hoping to catch a glimpse of her boobs jiggling.

More jugglers came on, and Josh got bored. He looked down and studied his mother’s stockinged feet in her high-heeled shoes. He tried to imagine her getting dressed. She must have chosen sheer black pantyhose to match her dress, he thought. He had never seen her buy pantyhose. Maybe she ordered it online. He tried to imagine her topless, slipping her legs into it, but he knew so little about her body that it was hard to form a picture in his mind.

Josh’s reverie was broken by a bright flash of light. Spotlights were scanning the audience. “For our next act,” announced the ringmaster, “we will need a volunteer!”

Finally, uşak escort the spotlights all went dark except for one, which settled on Kate. “You, ma’am! You’re the lucky victi-er, winner!” declared the ringmaster. Kate was flustered at being the center of attention, but excited to see what would happen. As she nervously stood, Dave and Josh encouraged her, and she made her way down the steps into the circus ring.

Kate’s stomach did a somersault as she saw a group of clowns come out, several of them pulling wagons of pies behind them. She had had no idea what she was volunteering for, but getting pied and humiliated in front of a huge crowd was not something she was interested in. Losing her nerve, she turned towards the exit, but a large clown was blocking her way.

“Don’t worry,” said the clown. “You’ll remain completely clean.” Kate breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed. “NOT!” shouted the clown, and with that, he brought a pie from behind his back and smacked it into Kate’s face.

Kate was shocked, but had to admit that being pied wasn’t as bad as she had thought. Her makeup was ruined, but she wasn’t upset. She licked tasty banana cream from her lips and felt a strange, tingly pleasure in her body. Why do I like this, she thought. But before she could process her feelings, she was hit by a barrage of pies from every direction.

First, a whipped cream pie hit the back of her head, splattering cream everywhere. Kate felt a cool chunk of cream go down the back of her dress, while the force of the blow knocked crust off of her face and down her cleavage. Next, she was struck by two pies simultaneously, from her left and right. Their contents completely blocked her vision and filled her ears, reducing the noise of the circus to a dull roar. The fillings met in the middle of her face, and Kate could taste both strawberry and chocolate, mixing to form a delightful chocolate-covered strawberry effect. So much for my hairdo, thought Kate, it’s going to take forever to clean up. She resigned herself to being made a total mess.

Then more pies followed, too many and too fast to keep track of. In less than a minute, Kate was pied from head to toe, although special attention seemed to be paid to her boobs, butt and groin. Some of the pies were still warm from the oven, and the sensation of their fruit and chocolate fillings soaking into her dress was pleasant to Kate. Meanwhile, so many whipped cream pies had been thrown that it would have been almost impossible to tell that Kate was wearing a black dress under all the white fluff.

Back in the stands, Dave and Josh were thrilled beyond words to see the object of their affection subjected to slapstick humiliation. Dave loved his wife, so even the sight of her plastered with pie filling and whipped cream turned him on. Josh was filled with forbidden lust towards his mother, so the dirtiness of her situation only exacerbated his horniness. Both father and son felt bulges growing in their pants.

Kate stood motionless in the middle of the ring, dripping with mess and insensible to her surroundings. One of the clowns came up behind her and, with a mighty tug, ripped off her dress entirely. The area covered by her dress was relatively clean. Her panties and bra were pink satin with a black lace trim. The sight of his mother in sexy underwear was a dream come true for Josh, and he felt his cock stiffening, pointing straight out from his body. He drank everything in: the way her sultry bra lifted and supported her breasts, the faint silvery stretch marks that ran vertically up and down her belly, the shape of her ass filling out her plus-size panties. And the garters. uşak escort bayan He never would have imagined she wore garters, like an old-school pinup model. Still blinded and deafened, Kate turned uncertainly. As Kate faced away from her family, Josh was shocked to see a large tattoo of a butterfly on her lower back. His mother had always seemed so wholesome to Josh, but the entire time she had been hiding a slutty tramp stamp. Josh’s mind boggled at this aspect of his mother’s personality, and his erection grew even more. His penis felt the longest and hardest it ever had in his life. He was afraid it would burst his pants at the seams, and tried to push it down with his hand. That turned out to be a mistake. The additional stimulation was just enough to push him over the edge, and Josh felt his cock jerk and twitch as it began to ejaculate.

Out of the edge of his eye, Dave could see a large cum stain spreading on his son’s pants as he lost control of his body. Dave knew he should be angry at his son for acting so inappropriately and he should be outraged that his wife was being exposed like this. But Dave could barely maintain control of his own body. He was transfixed by the sight before him. His wife pied and stripped before an audience of thousands? It was almost too much to bear.

After letting everyone get a good look at Kate in her underwear, the clowns renewed their assault. Pies once again covered Kate’s body, partially restoring her violated modesty. But the clowns wouldn’t let her get off so easily. One clown snuck up to her from behind, while another walked to her front, carrying two pitchers. The clown behind her undid the clasp to her bra, and then reached around to pull it down, revealing her pendulous boobs. As Kate struggled to reposition her bra over her breasts, the clown in front poured custard from the pitchers into her bra cups. Vanilla for one boob, chocolate for the other. Kate held her bra to the front of her body with both hands. In her position, she was unable to redo her bra and had no choice but to drive her breasts deep into the pools of custard, which then leaked out the sides of her bra.

Kate was also unable to defend herself from the clowns’ next assault. The clown in front passed a pitcher to the clown behind Kate. Then both clowns simultaneously stretched out the waistband of her panties. The first clown poured vanilla custard down the front of Kate’s panties. Dave knew it would be flowing through and clogging in her pubic hair; Josh could only imagine. The clown in back poured chocolate custard down her ass crack. Both Dave and Josh could see Kate shudder with the unexpected anal stimulation. Then both clowns released the waistband with a snap, leaving Kate with a pair of distended panties slowly leaking custard down her legs.

“Ladies and gentlemen, let’s hear it for our volunteer!” shouted the ringmaster, and Kate was led out of the ring. As she walked, she wiped cream from her eyes. Because her bra was still lose, she had to do one eye at a time, taking a hand off her bra to scoop cream from her face. Each time she removed a hand from her bra, the cup flopped down, revealing her boob again.

Kate walked up the stairs slowly, feeling the gaze of people in the aisle seats as she ascended. Her state of almost-nakedness and complete messiness was strangely exciting to her. And in public, too. Kate was beginning to feel more and more aroused with each step she took. Finally, she spotted her son and husband. “Let’s get out of here,” she said, and then paused. She noticed her husband’s pants bulging in front. Evidently, he had enjoyed watching her get pied and stripped. Then her gaze escort uşak drifted her son. There was a large, dark stain on the front of his khakis, and his penis was already getting hard again. Kate’s husband was well-hung, and judging by the size of the tent Josh was pitching, the trait obviously ran in the family. Kate was more pleased than she like to admit that her condition had had such an effect on her son. She wondered if he would ever be tempted to act on his attraction. Taking on a new cock, one belonging to an immediate family member, would have been unthinkable to Kate, even 15 minutes ago. But so had getting pied and stripped for an audience, and she had enjoyed it when that happened. She felt like something inside of her had opened up. Kate decided to let Josh know she was available and see if he acted on the opportunity. “I need help getting cleaned up,” she said, and then locked eyes with Josh and gave him a knowing look. “From both of you.”

Dave and Josh got up and followed her into the parking lot. There was a strong sexual tension in the air, like static electricity before a thunderstorm. Dave opened one of the doors to the backseat of the car, and Kate got in. Then, without saying a word, he walked around to the other side and opened that door. All at once, operating on an unspoken understanding, the family began acting out their most lurid fantasies. Kate crawled over the back seat, dropped her bra, unzipped her husband’s fly and began sucking his cock. Behind her, Josh gazed at her stained panties clinging to her ass crack and her tattoo partially visible through the mess on her back and decided this was his chance to take his mother from behind.

As she sucked Dave’s cock like a lollipop, Kate felt hands on her backside and realized her son was determined to have his way with her. She felt lucky to be the one relieving him of his virginity, but knew he would need guidance. She felt his hands fumbling at her garter straps. Didn’t he know half the fun of garters was leaving them on during sex? She slapped his hands away and pulled down her panties, then spread her pussy lips with her fingers for emphasis. Josh got the hint and started poking her with his cock. His inexperience meant his aim wasn’t very good, so Kate had to grasp his cock and guide it into her vagina, then rock herself backwards onto his cock. Fortunately, instincts took over at that point, and Josh was soon thrusting away at his mother’s pussy.

Dave started thrusting too, and Kate found herself being simultaneously facefucked and pussyfucked. She was tossed back and forth, like an obscene, incestuous game of ping pong. “Mom, you feel so good,” muttered Josh.

“That’s right, son. Fuck your mother’s pussy,” Dave egged him on. Then both men began to grunt as they reached orgasm. Kate was squeezed between them as they both thrust deep, delivering powerful squirts of cum to her insides. Finally, they fell back, two men with creamy crotches, on either end of a woman covered with cream inside and out.

Kate rolled onto her back and lifted one leg up, still tingling with pleasure. She smiled at her son and wiped the cum drizzling down her chin, while more cum leaked from her pussy and joined the mess on the seat beneath her.

Josh was captivated by the sight before him, his cock becoming erect once more. But he didn’t know what this all meant. “Is this a one-time thing, or…” he trailed off.

“I think we can make this a regular part of family bonding,” said Kate, turning toward her husband. “Don’t you?”

Dave nodded. “Get in the back seat with your mother. You can have her while I drive. When we get home, we’ll clean her up together. Then I want to celebrate our anniversary with her. Tomorrow morning, we’ll work out a schedule for sharing her. Then we can go to the bakery together.”

Kate spent the drive home on her back, with her legs wrapped around her son, teaching him all the ways to pleasure a woman.

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It must have been close to 8:00 am when Sally crept into my room. It was a scent of moist pussy that awoke me. Sally had climbed her naked body onto my bed and positioned herself in a 69 to me. What a refreshing smell. I looked up into her bald and very wet pussy and took in the very sexy aroma and vision of sexual beauty. I let my tongue flick each pussy lip slowly, Sally moaned softly with each tongue lapping. She had worked my shorts off during my encounter with her pussy and was staring at my rigid hard-on. Her lips smacked together in anticipation of tasting my hard manhood, which was staring right back at her soft tender lips. She let her tongue snaked out to lick the head on it.

“MMmmm…” I moaned.

“Good morning, sleepyhead.” Sally whispered to me. “Mark left for work a few minutes ago and I am itching for a good workout.”

Sally’s husband was going into work for a few hours to get caught up. My wife had taken off for a few days and it left Sally and I alone. Since finding each other’s sensual needs, I have found Sally to be so incredibly irresistible. And since introducing her to shaving her pussy bald and anal pleasures, she has turned into a sensual nympho.

Today, we planned to explore anal sex in as many ways possible. We had experimented last night and it was like the perfect drug for creating orgasms in Sally. Of course, I was ready, willing and able to please her needs.

Sally wanted to warm up first by taking my cock into her mouth and rolling her tongue over each ridge slowly and methodically. After putting me into a delirious state, she sucked like a high-powered vacuum. She was going hard on it, biting down and letting her teeth rake my cock in utter ecstasy. I was in heaven from her awesome work on my cock, but it was time to get working on her dripping pussy, so I grabbed her ass and pulled her pussy right onto my face. She was soaked. It was like she had been fucked hard, there was so much pussy juice was flowing. I slid my tongue into her and licked slowly but rhythmically. She tasted so sweet with a hint of bitterness. I was getting so much pussy juice, it was like she turned on a faucet and let tekirdağ escort her cum pour right out. After nearly drowning in cum, I hit her clit and she bit down on my cock making me jump with erotic excitement. She was so ripe that I had to get her off and fast. I grabbed her clit with my lips and sucked it in my mouth and sucked her clit with fever.

“OOOOwwwwwww…” she let loose. “I’m about to cummmmmmmmmmmmm…Fuck! Ohh… Myyyyyyy, I’m cummminggggggg…

Holy shit…” Sally screamed loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

She had let go of my cock to enjoy her intense orgasm. It took her a while to come down. When she could finally breathe, she got off me slowly and looked me with her lust-filled eyes and we lip locked; sucking each other’s face. As if she was possessed, Sally sucked her cum off my face and mouth. She loved the taste of her pussy.

“I want you to fuck my ass NOW!” She said to me looking at me with that animalistic look.

Oh course, I was happy to give her what she wanted. I told her to lie face down on the bed and spread her legs as wide as they could go. She obliged. I knelt down between her legs and spread her ass cheeks wide open. What a magnificent sight! Looking at her puckered ass was incredible. It looked as if it was calling out to me. I brought my tongue down on it and she gasped. There was a slight taste to it. It had a fruity taste that I could not place. However, seeing her pleasure I let my tongue roll around her anus over and over. Her puckered ass opened for my tongue and I got the sweetest, fruity juice taste as my tongue probed her ass. Sally’s pleasure was expressed by her gasps. “Oh, …oh, my … this is so intense… Oh, …oh, fuck…”

I decided that she was wet enough and I pressed a finger into her ass. She was so loose that it slid right in all the way to my knuckle.

She screamed in ecstasy, “Yes…”

If one went in smoothly, let’s try two. Both fingers slid right into her ass. The surprised look on my face must have tipped off Sally; she started bucking to the tempo of my finger action. Her ass was moving too easy that I decided tekirdağ escort bayan it was time to give her my cock.

I got her into a good position to mount her just right and then I lined my dick right up to the opening begging for my cock. Sally wanted it hard and fast and pushed against my stiffness, but I wouldn’t allow it. She fake pouted, but I wasn’t letting her have her way.

When I could see that she was relaxed, I pressed my cockhead into her ass. It was immediately sucked right in. Since it went in easily, I pressed further. I was able to slide my whole dick into her in one thrust.

“YES!! Fuck, yes!” Sally gasped. “Fuck me now. This is so good, Please fuck me in my ass.”

“Take it, baby!!” I told her as I started thrusting in and out of her. Her ass was so tight, yet it was loose enough for my to pick up speed. It was just like fucking her pussy but tighter.

“Yes…yes…yes…” was all she could moan.

Sally’s hips started bucking back into me meeting my thrust in her ass. I was almost to the point of blowing my cum into her when she let out a scream of incredible proportion.

“FUCK!!”

Sally’s orgasm was so intense that her ass clamped on my cock so tight that I could not pull it out of her ass. I couldn’t move it at all. After a minute or so, her ass muscles loosened up just enough that I could resume fucking her ass.

It was only a few seconds when my orgasm was about to explode. I picked up speed and I was thrusting harder and harder. I finally screamed out my orgasm to Sally and she had another one for me.

“OOOOOOOOOHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh… ffuccckkkk!!” I let out.

With Sally matching me, “Shiiiiiiiiiittttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt…”

The screams were matched together for a period of time that seemed to stand still.

She slowly collapsed with me on top of her and we drifted of to a light sleep, not pulling my dick out of her.

We slept for about an hour when the phone rang. It was Mark. He told Sally that he was going to be later than he thought. With a big grin on her face, she told him to call escort tekirdağ when he was leaving and she would be ready for him when he got to my house.

At that point she smiled and said, “How about sex in the shower?”

“How can I refuse your sexy body?”

“Then, let’s go fuck up a storm in the shower.”

We got into the shower and embraced in a hard hug and sensual kiss. With the water cascading on us we rubbed our bodies together and our hands were up and down each other’s backs. When I got to her ass, I slid my finger in and she smiled.

“How did you like my ass?” she purred.

“It tasted fruity and my cock slid right in.”

The look of a ‘cat that ate the canary’ came across her face. “Well, when Mark left this morning, I took my hairbrush and used some strawberry-flavored oil on it and I fucked my ass through two orgasms.”

Holy shit! I thought. This was incredible!! The thought of her fucking her ass with a brush, sent my cock into explosion mode. I lifted Sally onto it and slid right into her hot awaiting pussy. I positioned her back on the wall just right and then started to fuck her as she had wrapped her legs around my back. Up and down, harder and harder I fucked her red swollen pussy.

It was incredible to look into Sally’s sensuous eyes while bouncing her on my cock against the wall. Her orgasm came on slowly and stayed for several minutes until I filled her pussy with whatever cum I had left in my balls.

“Oh, this is so erotic.” Sally said as she hugged me tight through her orgasm.

“Sex with you in always erotic” I told her as she slid off my limp cock.

We finished up in the shower and dried each other off and went out to the pool, naked.

“I want to sunbathe a little” Sally said to me. “But you are going to fuck me several more times today. In my ass, especially!”

“I need a little rest, but I will fuck you anytime you want.”

Taking a couple minutes, then looking at me devilishly, Sally challenged me, “Next week, let’s go over to Disneyworld and fuck anyplace we can find in the park. What do you think???”

“What can I say, I told you that I would fuck you anytime you wanted.”

“Good!” Was all Sally said.

I fucked Sally four more times before Mark came to pick her up. The last time, I was fucking her in my room when Mark walked into the house. We came quickly. Mark never caught on.

I can’t wait till next weekend…

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Dear Readers this is a work of fiction. There is absolutely no truth in this story. Neither do I recommend nor do I advocate incest as a way of finding sexual pleasure.

After Four Years

My name is Rohan and I am from India. I am happily married with my wife for last ten years. We have two beautiful children. We live in a Mumbai suburb. I work for a big engineering company. My parents live in Nasik, a place not far away from Mumbai.

I had a great time when I used to live in Nasik as a kid and then as a young man. Both my parents are very loving and caring also I am their only son. My father used to work for a small company as a clerk. He is retired now and my mom was always a housewife. She is a very good mother and I always was very close to her. My mom was married to my father when she was only nineteen and my father was then twenty nine. I was born when my mom was twenty. My parents did not go for another child due to financial constrains. But I always wished that I had a brother or a sister.

My father was not health conscious his food habits were not good and he used to drink on a regular basis. But my mom always avoided oily food and the daily chores kept her fit. I was a happy go lucky guy. I was good in studies and also on the play ground. Much of my time was devoted towards cricket and cycling.

As I grew up I often used to fantasize about making love to my mom. She was the only woman in my life who was present all the time around me. I did have a huge crush on a girl who was my classmate. Her name was Anuradha, I could never propose to her till I left the school. But she was friendly to me and we used to talk and exchange notes sometime. I did not see her for a long time after she left the school.

I passed my secondary school (SSC) and opted science for higher secondary school. I was determined to become an engineer.

Everything went on as normal till I was in my third year of engineering I was 20 and my father was 50. My father suffered a stroke and was paralysed. He was in the hospital for a week. Fortunately because of his relatively young age he regained some control over his limbs. His right side of the body was affected. He could no longer use his right hand and walked with some difficulty. He would (and still) limp and drag his right foot while walking. His speech is slurred. But otherwise he is ok. I spent a year massaging his legs, hands and back to stimulate the muscles and encourage the recovery. But despite of best of my efforts and extensive physiotherapy he could not recover completely. But anyway he doesn’t have any other problems as he has given up drinking and eating oily food. He also goes for a walk everyday to keep fit.

This story is of those turbulent days when my father was brought home from the hospital.

Back To Home

I opened the door of the taxi to help my father move out of it. I pulled him out and supported him while walking towards the door of our house. Mom was walking next to him. I helped him get into his bed so that he could rest.

“That’s it dad. You rest till evening then I will give you a massage.”

My father did not say anything he was too shocked because of what had happened to him.

He was about to cry.

“Don’t worry dad you will be alright.”

I put up a brave face but I was also worried. There was always a danger of another stroke. I walked out of the bedroom and signalled my mom to follow me. We went in our living room.

“Look ma this is a serious situation and we must do our best to help him come out of this.”

“I know Rohan.”

“Follow the strict diet which doctor has prescribed and try to keep him happy.”

“Ok” She said in a low voice.

The emotional trauma had drained our energy.

A few weeks after my father started some physiotherapy and I continued to massage him daily. There was some improvement in his leg but not in his right hand. This continued for months. My father took a retirement as he could no longer perform his duties. He was now getting some pension which was not enough for us to survive. This was because he did not complete his full service period. We were surviving because of some savings which my father had. Now I was totally devoted to my parents. I had to help my father do household work, go to market for grocery, vegetables shopping etc. I also helped my mom for cooking and cleaning.

My life was totally changed. I was cut off from my friends. I mostly stayed indoors after attending my collage. My mom knew this and she felt very sorry for me.

One day my mom asked me

“Rohan why don’t you go and play cricket with your friends?”

“I can’t do that ma”

“Why not? Your father is now ok you can go out now.”

“But I want to stay with you ma, who knows when I am needed here”

“That’s true but the playground is not far away from our home. I can call you if we need your help Rohan.”

“No ma I don’t want to get into it.”

“Oh Rohan you are such a good boy I wish you had some brothers and sisters. Now everything is on your shoulders.”

“It’s ok ma I will take care of everything.”

My mom looked in my tokat escort eyes proudly.

As months passed my father’s bank account was almost exhausted and we were now feeling the pinch. We had to ration everything, food, water, electricity everything. I realized this rationing is not going to help us for long. I decided to do some part time job. Luckily the owner of the company where my father worked offered me a part time job as a token of gratitude towards my father’s service. I used to work five hours everyday between 7 pm to 12 am. He gave me a job of keeping records of the goods transported from the warehouse during that period.

It was very difficult for me. I was attending collage, doing home work, doing a part time job and also attending my father everyday. Those were the most painful days in my life. I often used to come home very tired and sleep as soon as I lay in my bed. During this period I went even closer to my mother. She was so proud of me and would often kiss my forehead. She would often come in my bedroom in the morning and move her fingers through my hair to wake me up. Sometimes I would even get a kiss on my cheek in the morning.

I passed my engineering and got a job as an apprentice in a company. This company produces spare parts for automobiles. I was appointed as a trainee supervisor on the shop floor. The salary was not very good but now I was much relaxed as I need not study anymore. I was more interested in doing a job in Mumbai. But I decided to get some experience before moving to Mumbai.

Now I had more time for myself. I again started to have fantasies of making love to my mom. Sometimes I used to feel guilty but those fantasies would come again and again.

My mom was really beautiful. She was strongly built with broad shoulders. Her black eyes and dense black hair were really defying her age. Her breasts were quite big and the roundness of her bottom made her look more desirable.

As years went by my sexual frustration also increased. I was now twenty four and still virgin. My parents did not talk about my marriage because they were worried if I moved out they will be left to fend themselves.

I am disciplined

One Saturday my father had gone out for a walk. I was sitting in the living room watching morning news. My mom came with two cups of tea and offered me one and sat besides me sipping her own cup. I always felt good when she sat beside me like this. On the news channel they were showing some murder case because of some sexual reasons.

“This guy should be hanged” said my mother.

“That’s not fair ma. He is just a suspect, not yet guilty”

“I know I know but he must be the one”

“Ma but he could have also done this because of some frustration”

One thing led to another and our discussion went on and on and finally it took a dramatic turn when I asked her

“Ma can I ask you one thing?”

“Anything dear, go on”

“Ma it is very personal”

“Ok no problem ask me”

“Ma how is father?”

“What is so personal in this? You know he is good now”

“Not that” I said.

“Then what?” she asked

“I mean how is he in … in the bed?” I chew my tongue as I asked her.

She did not reply and seemed crestfallen.

“Ma don’t misunderstand me ma.”

She looked at me confused what her son wants to know.

“I just want to know if dad can perform after his stroke that’s all ma, and I am sorry if I have offended you.”

Her tension eased as she realized what my concern was.

“Its nothing beta(son)”

“Means?” I asked

“I don’t know how to talk about it with you.”

“Its ok ma I am sorry.”

“No Rohan why you should be sorry? You are grown up and as my son you have the right to ask. But I don’t know what to tell you. I always wanted to talk about this with someone.” Her vice cracked.

“Tell me ma may be you will feel relieved.” I said.

“Rohan your father can not do anything after the stroke”

“Oh no ma.”

“Yes Rohan , few months after his stroke I tried, but could not get him going. He can not get “it” up.”

“So how do you.. I mean uh I mean” I wanted to ask her how she satisfies herself.

“When it becomes unbearable I do it myself.” she knew what I wanted to ask.

I was getting turned on by all this talk.

“It must be very hard on you ma. It has been four years now.”

“Yeah but what can be done” she finished her tea and kept the cup on the table.

“Ma it has been four years for you, but for me it has been ages”

I was turned on by the nature of talk between us. I kept my cup on the table and moved near her and put my arms around her. I pulled her towards me and I tried to kiss her lips. She immediately got up pushing me away.

“What you are doing Rohan?” She was furious.

“I just..”

She slapped on my cheek. She had never slapped me that hard ever before.

“Ma I just”

“Shut up Rohan. I always thought you are my good boy. I talked about your father’s disability and my frustration because there is nobody with whom I can talk on this issue.”

“I am sorry ma, tokat escort bayan please forgive me.” I hung my face in shame and walked towards my bedroom.

I was devastated by the insult and shame. I did not go out of the room as I did not have courage to face my mom again. I did not even go out to have lunch. My father asked me to come out for lunch but I told him that I was not hungry he did not ask me again and left. I was praying that mom should not tell anything to my dad.

In the evening my father went out for a walk. My mother came in my room. I was lying head down on the bed. She came and sat on the edge of the bed and moved her hand over my back.

“Get up Rohan. You must be hungry. I have brought some thing for you to eat”

“I am not hungry” I said keeping my head down. I had no courage to look at her.

“Don’t be silly. Forget what happened and get up now,” she said affectionately.

She was moving her hand over my back and that touch was very assuring. Eventually I mustered enough courage and turned around. I was still avoiding an eye contact with her.

“Forget everything Rohan. Have this”

She offered me a cup of tea and a piece of cake. I took the cake and finished it in a flash as I was too hungry. My mom laughed.

“See I told you. You are hungry you can’t hide anything from me. Wait I will bring some more cake for you,” she said and went into the kitchen.

She came back with a few more pieces of cake. She was now smiling. This gave me enough encouragement to finally face her. I looked in her eyes.

“Ma I..”

“Shhhhh” she kept her finger on my lips.

“Its ok Rohan. Actually I am feeling sorry that I slapped you. You are now grown up”

“I am sorry ma. You are so beautiful you always turn me on”

On hearing this she blushed.

“Rohan don’t talk like that.”

“Ma just as you I am also frustrated. What happened today was because of this frustration. I will not let it happen again ma. May be it’s time to look for a bride for me. I wish I have a wife like you”

She looked at me. I saw she looked worried.

“Ok have these,” she gave the cake to me.

“Rohan I am sorry dear I slapped you.”

“No ma it is your right. But please don’t tell dad”

“Off course I won’t let him know anything.” She assured me.

“Ok dear we will talk later on this.”

She smiled and turned around to leave the room. I could not but watch her beautiful bottom sway as she moved out. I was aching to make love to her but the taboo of incest was coming in the way. I brushed off the thoughts and moved my attention towards the cake. I was much relieved now and after eating I moved in the living room to watch TV.

That night I had dinner with my parents and retired to my bedroom early.

And it happened

I was not able to sleep because of the events accrued during the day. I was also thinking of ways to seduce my beloved ma. But slowly I drifted towards sleep. I woke up when I heard the noise at my door. Somebody was trying to open it. I got up from my bed and walked towards the door and stood there a few feet away. Finally the door opened and my mom walked in!

“Ugghh” she kept her palm over her mouth as she saw me standing there. She was stunned.

She then moved inside and pushed the door and without turning around slid the latch to lock it from inside. My heart began to pound as I could imagine what she was up to. We both were standing where we were, confused and not sure what to do. I was confused because she slapped me for my advances, but the same woman has now herself come to me. She was confused because she did not know how to react.

“Ma” I whispered.

“Shhh slowly your father may wake up.” And she walked towards me.

I also walked towards her. We were now very close to each other face to face. Not knowing what to do, I tentatively put my hands around her waist and again dropped them down. I was totally confused. She also placed her hands over my chest and pulled them back. We were riding in the same boat. We wanted it to happen but we were not sure how to start it. Finally I gathered enough courage and placed my hands around her waist and pulled her towards me. I broke the ice and the result was very sweet because my mom also put her hands around my back and hugged me tightly.

“Ohhh Rohan” she whispered.

“Ma I can’t believe this” I whispered.

“Rohan in the evening you said I turn you on” she whispered.

“Yes ma yes”

We were both moving our hands over each others back. She was rubbing her face against my chest planting small kisses. My breathing had increased and my dick was rock hard. My mom was also breathing heavily. Her breasts were pressed hard against my body. I lifted her chin. It was dark and I was not able to see the expressions on her face. I slowly placed my lips on her lips and kissed her. She moaned and increased her grip around my back even further. Her soft beautiful body was pressing hard against me. It was dark and only the moonlight coming through the semi transparent windows provided some visibility. She looked towards me, her beautiful escort tokat big eyes were shining in the moon light. She pulled me towards her by grabbing my hair and placed her lips on my lips and kissed me once twice thrice and then slipped her tongue inside my mouth. I had never been with a woman before and this was an attack on me which I had never expected. My mom was filled with lust and she was frantically sucking my tongue. She was moaning with pleasure and rubbing her body against mine. Her soft body and her sweet smell was driving me mad. My heart was pounding and my dick was aching.

“Shhhh ahhhh Rohan I want you Rohan” she whispered.

“Ma it’s feeling so good”

“Shhh Rohan don’t raise your voice your dad will wake up”

“Ok” I said in a low voice and we moved towards my bed.

My mom lay there on her back. I was on top of her on all my four. She was now in between my limbs.

“What if dad wakes up ma?” I asked.

“Don’t worry he won’t wake up so easily. I have given him an extra pill today. But keep your voice low.” She whispered.

She was breathing heavily and her breasts were rising and falling with her each breath. I moved down and kissed her. Then I placed my face in between her breasts and started rubbing it against them. She began to moan with pleasure. She grabbed my hair and pressed my face hard against her breasts. I was now kissing her breasts frantically. I slowly moved my hands behind her back to unhook her blouse. Suddenly she pushed me away.

“Don’t Rohan, don’t remove it. We don’t have time. It takes time to dress up again” she whispered.

She then pulled me towards her and kissed me and pulled my shorts below my waist. I quickly got rid of those along with my underwear. I pulled my T-shirt over my head and totally bared myself. She again pulled me towards her and moved her palms over my shoulders my chest and my nipples.

“Wow Rohan you are so strong” she whispered and pulled me over her. She put her arms around my back and pressed me hard against her.

“Shhhhhh aaaaahhhh Rohaaaaannnn” she moaned in a low voice.

My dick was paining now as it had gathered blood from all parts of my body. My mom was holding me tight against her, moaning, twisting and turning in the bed. Suddenly she released her hands and bend her legs in the knee. She then raised her bottom and pulled her sari and petticoat above her waist.

My heart began to pound frantically as my mom was now asking me to enter her. The very thought of entering her was driving me crazy. She was filled with lust and was breathing heavily. I lowered myself over her. She quickly put her arms around my back and pulled me tightly over her.

“Do it Rohan” she whispered and spread her legs.

I wanted to remove her panty so I lay my hands over her waist trying to locate it. She was not wearing any panty.

“I have already removed it before coming here.” She whispered in my ear.

So my mom was determined to do this. This somewhat eased my hesitation. I placed my dick in between her legs. She quickly placed it on the entrance of her pussy by holding it in one hand and parting her pussy lips by the fingers of other hand.

“Come Rohan get inside your ma’s body” she whispered in my ear.

I slowly pushed my dick inside her moist pussy.

“Ohh maaa” I moaned with pleasure.

“Ssssss Aaaaaahhhhhh” My mom moaned as I went in.

I began to move in and out of her pussy. She would raise her waist with my every forward movement. She was moaning with pleasure and I was too excited to see my mom moaning with my dick inside her. We were both breathing heavily and our hearts were pounding as never before. Her pussy was now wet and soapy and yet is was giving my dick a tight and cosy embrace. Our churned love juices were flowing out of her pussy wetting my balls.

“Rohan faster Rohan” she said in a hoarse voice.

I increased my rhythm. She seemed to enjoy that. I could see the pleasure on her face. Her eyes were closed and she was clasping the bed sheet in her hands.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhh Ssssssssshhhhh Aaaaaahhhhhh”she moaned.

“Ohhh maaa it feels so good Ssssshhhh Aaaaaaahhhhhhh”

I was now moving frantically between her legs. Her breasts were swaying up and down trying to get out of her blouse. My bed was cracking creating small sounds. Her glass bangles were colliding against each other creating a sound ‘cling-cling-cling’ All these things were advertising what we were doing. But fortunately the door was closed and the noise generated was also not too loud.

“Aaaahhhhh Rohan Sssshhhh Aaaahhhh” she spread her legs wide apart while moaning.

“Ma I can’t hold ma Sssshhhh Aaaahhhh.”

“Rohaaaaan I am Coming Rohan Ssssssshhhh Aaaahhhhhh”

“Ohhh maaaaa ssssssssshhhh Agghhhhhhhhhhh”

I came shooting my semen inside her.

“Aaaiiiighhhhhhh Ssssssshhhhh Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh” she screamed in a very low voice.

She arched her back, raised her waist forcing her pussy towards my dick. Waves after waves of ecstasy ran through our bodies. She champed her legs against my bottom pressing me deep inside her. Her pussy was pulsating and so was my dick. I was still spraying inside her pussy and her pussy was happily accepting the filling. I lay on top of her. Her eyes were closed and face clearly showed the pleasure. We were in that position for some time. After a while she opened her eyes and kissed me gently.

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Expecting a kick I rolled to my right and my hand landed on a softball sized rock. I grabbed it and rolled to my right again and as I did I saw the guy that hit me moving to follow me. I got up on my knees and threw the rock at his head. It hit him right in the middle of his forehead and he dropped like a heart shot elk.

I got up and moved to him and I saw it was the Wesley guy who had been fucking Natasha. I drew my leg back and kicked him square in the nuts as I said:

“Sucker punch me asshole? How do you like this you fucking cunt” and I kicked him again. I kicked him in the stones a third time and was drawing back to give him a couple in the ribs when arms went around me and pulled me back and a voice said:

“Cool it bud. He’s down. You don’t want to kill him.”

It was Phil. He pulled me away from the downed man as he said, “I saw it bud. He came up behind you and hit you. I hurried over to help, but it looks like you don’t need any. Except to sit on you of course. Who is he?”

“The guy I caught fucking Natasha.”

“Why would he sneak on you because of that?”

“He was Becky’s boyfriend and she came after me to get even with him. Must have upset him some.”

Wesley was lying on the ground moaning and Phil asked what are you going to do? Leave him lay there?”

I looked around and saw his Mustang and I went over to Wesley and checked his pockets, but he didn’t have his keys on him. I figured that they must still be in the car so I told Phil to grab one leg and I grabbed the other and we drug him over to the car. The keys were in the ignition so I got them and opened the trunk. Phil helped me get Wesley in the truck and I closed the deck lid, broke the key off in the lock and then threw the keys as far away as I could.

As we walked away I said, “Thanks Phil. Helping me out is beginning to become a habit for you.”

“Yeah and I figure that you owe me and you do honor your debts don’t you? I want to know your secret.”

“I don’t have a secret Phil.”

“You’ve got something. I never see you anymore that you don’t have some sexy chick hanging on your arm. Come on man; you owe me.”

“Okay, but it isn’t a secret. What it is is that I do what you won’t.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“You remember all those locker room conversations about pussy that we had in high school?”

“Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?”

“All the guys, you included, used to say that you would rather jack off than fuck if the price of the pussy was that you had to eat it. That’s my secret Phil. I eat pussy. I don’t just eat it, but I eat it until the girl gets off. Girls like their cum muffin munched as much as guys like blow jobs and if they find a guy who does it well they will go after him.

“The upside is that girls talk just like the guys do. Guys are always talking about girls that give it up and who are willing to give blow jobs and the girls talk about guys the same way. The word is out that I eat pussy, that I like doing it and that I’m good at it. Girls want to see if that is true. That’s the secret Phil; I do what you won’t.”

He was silent for a moment and then said, “You like it? Christ Bobby, girls pee out of that hole.”

I laughed and said, “Listen to yourself Phil. You would beg, borrow or steal to get a girl to suck your cock. Does it kill her to suck on the thing that you pee out of?”

“But they bleed out of it too,”

“But not all the time. You just don’t eat it until she is over her period.”

“Still man; I just don’t think that I could do it.”

“You wanted to know what I had going and now you do. Learn to do it and do it well and you will have a lot more success with the girls.”

“Oh man; I don’t know. I wouldn’t know how even if I could make myself try.”

“No problem. Just tell Stella to tell you how she likes it done. She will lead you through it. That’s how I learned. I got the girl to lead me through it.”

“Stella kicked me to the curb a couple of weeks ago.”

“Why?”

“Because I wouldn’t do for her what she did for me.”

“Don’t tell me; let me guess. She would blow you, but you wouldn’t do her.”

He looked away and I asked, “You want her back?”

He was silent for a couple of seconds and then said, “No. I thought we had something, but the cold-assed way she dumped me told me that we didn’t have what I thought we did.”

“So get yourself another girl. You never seemed to have trouble dating when we were in high school.”

“Since Stella dumped me I can’t seem to get a date. It’s almost like she put out the word that I’m a loser or something so even if I was willing to try and eat pussy I can’t find someone to do it with.”

I had a thought and was about to say something when Wesley started banging on his deck lid. I thanked Phil again, told him I would talk with him later and we both got in our cars and took off.

++++++++++++++++++

At work Marge told me that she had me scheduled for the office all week.

“Don’t wear yourself out in the playroom stud. I plan siirt escort on being very active with you tonight.”

“I won’t be there tonight.”

“Why not?”

“I’m in no mood to put up with my mother.”

“Oh come on stud. I don’t know what the problem is, but a good sex session can cure almost anything.”

“Maybe, but I still think I’m going to take a pass.”

“Then I guess I’ll have to get mine here. Give me ten minutes and I’ll meet you.”

She handed me a list and said, “When you aren’t in your playroom you can pull these files for shredding.”

I clocked in and headed for the basement. As I passed through the office I said hi to all the girls. It was Tina’s first day back from her honeymoon and so I stopped at her desk and asked:

“Have a lot of fun while you were gone?”

She smiled and wiggled her eyebrows and I laughed and headed for the basement. I unlocked the playroom and then got busy pulling the files on Marge’s list. Marge came down and we went into the playroom. She took off her panties, leaned over the table and said:

“You know what to do now right?”

I moved in behind her and gave her what she wanted until we both got off and then she sucked me clean, got me hard and we did it again. I got us both off for the second time and she did the clean and get me up number and then had me take her in the butt.

As she was getting ready to go back upstairs I said, “Do me a favor and send Gloria down here for something. Don’t tell her that I asked, just send her down for something. I need to talk to her away from the others.”

Ten minutes later Gloria came down and opened a file drawer to pull a file and I walked over to her.

“I know that it is short notice, but are you doing anything tonight?”

“No. Why?”

“Care to have dinner with me?”

“I’d like that.”

“Pick you up around six-thirty?”

“I’ll be ready.”

She took the file she’d pulled and went back upstairs and I got back to pulling the files that needed to be shredded. About a half hour before quitting time I had a surprise visit from Andrea.

“Can I ask for a favor?”

“I don’t know. What is it?”

“I’m craving anal sex and Dennis won’t do it. He is on a four day run so I don’t have to hurry home. Please?”

“Sorry, but I can’t. I promised Dennis that I would stay away from you.”

“That’s not fair Bobby. You got me used to it and I need it.”

“Dennis told me that he didn’t know if he could get by what he caught us doing and he asked me to stay away from you while he tried to work things out and I told him that I would. If you break up with him come see me. Or if you can work it out with him have him give me a call and tell me that it is okay for me to do with you what he won’t, but I won’t go back on my word.”

“That just isn’t fair.”

“Maybe not, but that’s the way it has to be.”

She looked so dejected that it was all I could do to keep from putting my arms around her to offer some comfort, but I was smart enough and knew me well enough to know that that would be the first step toward breaking my word to her husband.

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I picked Gloria up and took her to Angelina’s for dinner. We talked about work, the weather and other inconsequential garbage and when dinner was over I asked her what she would like to do. I half expected that she would want to go back to her place and get it on, but she surprised me.

“I haven’t played miniature golf in ages. We drove by it on the way here and I remembered how much fun I had doing it.”

We had a good time. There were several from my class there, including Phil, and I got a raised eyebrow from him as he checked out Gloria. She was the second gorgeous older woman he had seen me with (Marge being the first) and I knew that his mind must be in overdrive. He caught me over to the side a little later and said:

“If learning to eat pussy can get me something like that” nodding in Gloria’s direction “Then I’m just going to have to break down and do it.”

“Just doing it isn’t all of it Phil. You need to be eager and enthusiastic. You have to make them believe that you are more interested in getting them off than you are in getting yours.”

“I don’t know bud. It is going to be hard enough just to get myself to do it.”

“You have to look at it the right way Phil. You show the girl how much you want to see to it that she gets her pleasure and she will likely jump through hoops to keep you coming back. If the choice is between sex with a guy who is only interested is getting his or a guy who will see to it that she gets hers before he worries about getting his who do you think is going to be the winner?”

“The problem is that I’d be too embarrassed to ask a girl to teach me how.”

“How about I introduce you to the girl who taught me? I’ll tell her about you and ask her to do it as a favor to me. You won’t have to ask her.”

“You think she would?”

“No promises, but I think I can make it happen.”

Of course I couldn’t introduce escort siirt him to Mary, but I thought I might be able to get Gail to do it.

Gloria came up to me and asked if I was ready to go and I told Phil that I would get back to him later. Gloria and I went to her place and then she did her level best to fuck my eyes out. And she damned near did it.

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Tuesday morning the alarm mouth and the sounds of the shower ushered in the new day. As soon as she knew I was awake mom asked:

“Why weren’t you there last night?”

“I didn’t want a repeat of what I got when I got home Sunday.”

The shower stopped and she got up and left the room. When she got to the door she turned and said:

“We need to talk.”

I got up and headed to the park for my run. When I got back I didn’t even have time for a shower let alone time for a talk with mom. I quickly changed clothes, grabbed my book bag and headed off.

School was school. Gail got to the cafeteria before I did and she was sitting alone so I joined her. I went right to it.

“I need a favor. A really, really big favor.”

“What kind of favor?”

“A weird one. Don’t freak out on me okay? Hear me out before pouring your glass of water on my head and leaving in a huff.”

I explained what I wanted and she did get pissed.

“Just what kind of girl do you think I am?”

“A girl who loves sex. A girl who loves sex so much that she does gangbangs. You know Phil is a nice guy. Have a fun date with him and teach him what he needs to know. I owe him and you are the only one I know that I can ask.”

“What’s in it for me?”

“What do you want?”

“My Thursday and Sunday for starters.”

“Done. Except we can’t start until Sunday because I’ve already made some promises for this coming Thursday. You say for starters. What else?”

“More than Thursdays and Sundays. I know that will be difficult for you right now, but we can work on it.”

I spotted Phil coming through the serving line and I got his attention and waved him over. He sat down and said hi to Gail and then I said:

“About what we talked about last night? Gail has agreed to take you in hand. I’ll leave it to the two of you to work out the details and I’ll talk to you guys later.”

I got up and headed off.

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At work we had a new accounting program on the computers and I was put to work learning it. The usual half hour before quitting time Shelly came up to me and asked me to join her in the basement.

We spent some time working on each other orally and then she got down on the air mattress, pulled her butt cheeks apart and said:

“You know what I want lover.”

I worked myself into her ass and then I did her hard until I got us both off. When we were done she said:

“Mike is going to be out of town from Thursday until Saturday. Want to follow me home?”

“You already know my position on that.”

“What if I make sure that he is where he can’t interrupt us?”

“How would you do that?”

“He will call and tell me where he is staying. After the call I wait a couple of minutes and call him back with a question I forgot to ask or something like that. That will make sure that he is in Cleveland. There is no way that he can get back from there in time to bother us.”

“I can do Thursday, but not Friday.”

“I’ll take what I can get. We can do what we did last time. Stay here until a quarter to eight and then you follow me home. Park a block away, I’ll make the call and then call you on your cell and give you the all clear. Okay?”

“Works for me.”

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I wasn’t surprised to find Pam at Mary’s when I got there, but I was surprised to find Alex there. Alex was one of the Wednesday night regulars. As soon as I got there Pam pulled me into Tom’s room and said:

“I know what Mary does, but I don’t do that. I’ll share you with Mary, but I won’t do him.”

“Why is he here?”

“He asked Mary to marry him. I think she is going to do it.”

“Not likely. Mary just isn’t a one man woman.”

“He knows that. They were talking about an open marriage and swinging.”

“They are adults so they can do what they want, but I didn’t come here to talk about stuff like that.”

As I was speaking I was undressing Pam and minutes later we were in a sixty-nine. The sixty-nine turned into missionary and after I got us both off Pam sucked me hard again. I was busy ass fucking her when the phone rang. Mary answered it and then she walked into the room and handed the cordless handset to Pam saying:

“Its for you.”

It was Pam’s hubby wanting to know when she would be home and asking if he should wait up. While she was talking to him I continued to slowly stroke into her tight ass smiling at every push I sent into her. I was remembering all the scowls and nasty looks he had given me and was thinking that I was giving him something that he could really scowl about if he only knew about it. The upshot of the conversation siirt escort bayan was that he was horny and he wanted some pussy. After Pam hung up she said:

“I’m going to have to douche and brush my teeth before I go home tonight. Come on baby; fuck me hard and make me cum.”

She left at ten to go home and I was starting to dress when Mary walked into the room and said:

“What do you think you’re doing? Get those pants off.”

I got home around mid-night and as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out.

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My real alarm clock woke me up and I was out of the house before mom and dad woke up. I got back from my run just as dad was backing down the driveway. We exchanged waves and I went into the house where I expected mom to be waiting for me to have our talk. It would be the first chance she would have at me since Sunday and since it was a Wednesday and I didn’t have any reason to go to school she would have plenty of time.

I heard her down in the basement and I assumed that she was putting a load of laundry into the washing machine. I undressed and got into the shower and was shampooing my hair when the curtain was pulled back and mom got into the shower with me.

“Bad motherfucker” she said. “Bad, bad motherfucker to leave mommy hanging.”

She got the wash rag and the soap and started doing my back while I finished my hair. By the time I had rinsed my hair she was doing my front and seconds later she was leaning on the wall as I fucked her from behind and she was moaning:

“Fuck me motherfucker; fuck mommy hard and make her cum.”

We ended up on her bed impersonating sex crazed rabbits until noonish when she had to leave to go have lunch with Marge. Along the way, between fucking and sucking, she wanted to know why I was neglecting her.

“Why didn’t I get my Saturday? Why weren’t you there Monday night? Why are you up and out of here in the mornings before I can see you?”

I took them in the order asked.

“I wasn’t here because my girlfriends wanted to spend the weekend with me and so I was with them from Friday after work until just before I got home on Sunday.”

“Girlfriends? Plural?”

I explained Carol and Becky to her and then said, “I wasn’t there Monday because of the way you acted Sunday and I didn’t want any more of it. I haven’t been here in the mornings because I was getting out of shape and I’ve gone back to running. I have to get up and do it early in order to get it done and still get to class on time.”

“It isn’t fair that you short me. After all I am your mother and I should have some priority.”

“Says the woman who is going to leave me in an hour to go have sex with someone else.”

“That’s not the same and you know it. Besides, you were the one who got us together.”

“But only after you bugged and brow beat me into it. Will you please just stop talking and go back to sucking my dick?”

“Mean motherfucker” she said as she went back to work on me.

“I’m not mean cocksucker. I’m just a teenager trying to cope.”

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Work was shredding documents and fucking Shelly and Gloria. As I was on my way to the time clock I got a nasty look from Andrea and a look from Tina that I couldn’t read.

Parking when I got to Mary’s required that I park a block away. Some day I was going to skip work just to see if I could get there early enough to park in the driveway.

Mary was naked and waiting for me on the couch in the living room. She was working on herself with a cucumber.

“Hurry lover. I’m hot, horny and I need it.”

“Then why aren’t you upstairs getting taken care of?”

“I promised you when this all started that you would always be first.”

“And what does Alex think about that?”

“He isn’t happy, but when I give my word I keep it.”

By then my clothes were in a puddle on the floor and I took her from behind as she bent forward over the back of the couch. When we were done and headed for the stairs I told her that I was releasing her from her promise.

“You need to keep your new beau happy. I don’t want to be the cause of friction between you two.”

“No lover; you get to be first. As far as Alex goes I need to set the ground rules so that he understands that I am my own woman and do not intend to be subservient in our relationship.”

“Okay then how about this. I get to be first in one of your holes. You join in when the fun starts upstairs, but you save me either your ass, pussy or mouth for me to be first in. Will that work for you?”

“My ass. I’ll save my ass for you. You will always be first in my ass.”

When we got upstairs I found mom on Mary’s king size bed with three of her basketball players buried in her. Next to her on the bed Marge was also being three holed. Across the hall in Tom’s room Gail was being three holed while two guys, one of whom was Alex, stood and watched. Mary laughed and said:

“I guess I know what I’m going to be doing next.”

We went down the hall to the guest bedroom and Don and Alex followed us. Mary was correct in her assumption and in less time than it takes to talk about it she was being made airtight.

I fucked all four of the ladies once (Mary twice) and I was done. Gail made a futile attempt to get one more out of me, but it was no go.

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Hello! My name is Jean. I am married, presently separated, with twin 5-year-old boys. I am a Facebook and media freak and, like many others, feel the need to tell everyone what I am doing, taking pictures and posting them. There are, however, some things that you have to keep secret and I am busting at the gut to tell someone… a very big secret… so here goes.

I can be found at my parent’s house about three times a week in the late afternoon. It is a walk across the field that is about 250 yards. My boys enjoy the trip immensely as it could be among horses or cows on any given day. Yeap, it is a farm but my father is no longer able to work it and leases it out to other nearby farmers.

We often sit at the kitchen table, me, by the back door, on the right-hand side of the kitchen table, with my father sitting in the middle and very close to the right table leg so he is able to pry himself up. He is 67 and has muscle problems. I am a hefty girl and I usually sit with my legs wide, usually wearing thin cotton shorts are pants. If it was any other man other than my father it would be viewed as improper. I’ve never given any thought to peeing when he is in the shower.

My mother ranges in and out of the kitchen, usually preparing my father’s dinner or something for the boys. Away from the kitchen she is playing or reading to the guys. Occasionally, she and I might walk outside for a bit with the boys, leaving my father to eat. Anyway, you get the gist.

Oddly, and for a long time I thought it was my imagination, I had the feeling my father was looking at my crotch whenever he thought he could do so unobserved. When he was trying to pry himself up from the table, it seemed he would stare down. Occasionally, if I was looking at my cell phone, remember I am an addict, I thought I would catch him looking between my legs.

I was determined to find out for certain and one evening I caught him red-handed, as I pretended to be looking at my phone. My mother was in the living room playing on the floor with the kids.

“Stop that!” I whispered a stern scolding.

“Stop what?” He questioned, but I could tell in his voice, and his smile, he knew he had been caught.

“You know what! Don’t do it again.” I warned him, pointing my finger.

“A man needs a little excitement in his old age.” He chirped quietly leaning over toward me..

I continued giving him a stern look. I got up and went into the living room and sat for a while. After a few minutes, I returned to the kitchen and sat down. We talked as if nothing had transpired but I watched him closely. He knew I was watching him and he refrained from his shenanigans. There were long moments when I would just study him, pondering.

My mother and I had very few secrets of a sexual nature. I knew she was not a very sexual person and her and my father were at continuous odds when it came to sex. She knew that I considered my husband so-so in the bedroom, though our separation was more on his work ethic and anything else. I told her I was content and it was the truth… mostly. More than once mom had revealed to me that dad loved to give her oral pleasure and it was probably the only reason he got as much sex as he did, as she preferred tongue over penetration.

I knew dad was a sexual creature as he grabbed my mother’s ass at every opportunity. It did not matter that others or I would be present. He would comment that he wanted the boys to be sure to know which side of the fence they were supposed to be on concerning sexual orientation. It was a joke between the three of us.

My husband and I had been separated, him, living with his parents, for about three months. We had talked and I was considering letting him come back home. To be truthful, I was horny as hell. I was used to regular sex. I had been masturbating at least every other day when the kids took their nap and quite often before I went to sleep.

It soon developed, now that dad knew he had been caught, there was no need to be so inconspicuous. Whenever he knew mom was out of sight he made no effort to hide the looks between my legs. I could’ve closed them, or, sit somewhere else, but my thighs are quite large and I had come to the conclusion that maybe dad did indeed need a little excitement in his life. I suppose I should have seen it coming, but one evening, after looking around to make sure mom was nowhere near, he reached across and put the back of his fingers against my crotch.

“What the hell!” I mastered a scathing reprimand. “Have you lost your blooming mind, old man!” He scrubbed my crotch twice before I could physically remove his hand. “Damn! Mom will kill us.”

“Are you talking to me, dear.” I heard mom shout from one of the bedrooms/turned toy room. “We are building a castle. Come look.”

I smacked him hard on the shoulder as I hastened to leave the kitchen. When we were leaving, my mother was first out the door, the two boys in front of me, my father behind me. I felt his hand touch and then squeeze my right sivas escort butt-cheek. I swatted his hand and gave him a stern look over my shoulder, causing him to only smile mischievously.

I had opened a can of worms and I knew it. But again, I figured my father needed a little excitement and I was kind of enjoying myself too. When the opportunity presented itself, I would occasionally butterfly my legs to tease him, smacking and redirecting his hand each time he made an attempt to backhand my crotch… hell… my pussy. Then, whenever my mother was in the bathroom, knowing there was not a chance for her to catch us, I began to allow him to squeeze my right thigh. I fought the urge until, the time, brazenly, I reached to touch, then squeeze, the visible bulge in his pants. I found it impressive as mom had told me.

One evening laying in bed lightly stroking my clit I came up with an idea to torment the old man even more. In the sensible light of day, I has discarded the idea until we were walking across the field and I realized I had dressed for the occasion without intentionally doing so. I wore very loose-legged, baggy cotton shorts, AND, I was panty-less. Before I reached their house, I had concluded, what the hell, if he opportunity presented itself, it would be fun and it would shock the hell out of the old man.

Sitting as usual, I had spoiled his attempts a couple of times to backhand my pussy. “Don’t be like that.” He had pleaded in a whisper each time. Then, when my mother went to the bathroom, knowing where the boys were, I went for it. I lifted my right leg while pulling the fabric clear to expose my bare vagina, whispering to him not to dare move. Using the right leg was important, as my father’s body shielded what I was exposing, should the worst case scenario happen.

I am bushy between my legs and I doubt that dad got a good look at my pussy. My mound is covered with hair and my labia is framed in the stuff. Still, the sentiment was there and I could tell by his face that he was not only surprised, but happy beyond words. I let him look until I heard the toilet flush and I could see the bulge in his own cotton shorts had blossomed significantly. When he rubbed my ass as we went out the door that night, I did not swat his hand. Later, fingering my pussy, I wondered if the old man could still get an erection.

A few days later on our next visit I could tell by my father’s expression he was not happy with my long pajama like cotton pants. Still, I let him backhand my crotch whenever I felt it was safe to do so.

“While your mother is working tomorrow, why don’t you ask one of your friends to babysit so you can come over and help me do a few things I need to get done.” He said, more or less openly, while he ate.

“What kind of things?” I queried.

Mom volunteered at the hospital for five hours every Wednesday. A half hour drive there, with the same coming home, meant a total of six hours. I had an inkling of what dad was thinking and telling him I would free-up the time would be the same as admitting I was willing to engage in incestuous play.

“You type better than I do.” He answered, again with a mischievous smile on his face. “Maybe you can help straighten out my computer. You know things like that better and I do. It’s been giving me trouble.”

“You are always having trouble with your computer.” Mom inserted. “Why can’t she bring the kids with her?”

“You know how the kids are, mom.” I picked up the answer. “When you’re working on a computer you don’t need the distraction of those guys.”

“I see your point.” She admitted. “I could watch them at your house?”

“Really, it’s no problem, mom! The kids would enjoy a “play date”

I could see dad was pleased but I did not know if I could set it up as quickly as the next day. However, I was able to get the second friend I called. I called mom to tell dad I would be over the next morning. All afternoon I pondered what to wear and decided on a knee length, cotton dress that was thick enough to hide the fact that I would be bare underneath. I had no idea what to expect, accept that I hoped I would get what David, my husband, rarely and grudgingly did… please me orally.

I arrived a few minutes after my mother had left. I hollered for dad and I heard him shout from the computer/amateur radio room. He wore his usual cotton shorts with an orange T-shirt. I could tell he was freshly bathed and hoped mom had not questioned that unusual routine, as he usually showered late afternoon. I could see by his expression he was pleased with what I was wearing.

“You ever watch porn?” He asked.

My attention went to the computer screen where I saw an older man sitting on a sofa fondling a young redheaded girl fully dressed.

“You do like your redheads, don’t you, old man.” I said, noting mom without mentioning her.

I moved to his right side and put my left arm across his neck and watched.

“Are you enjoying this?” He asked.

“I sivas escort don’t get to see much of this, but yes, I do enjoy watching. Not as much as I like doing!” I was quick to add.

We watched as the white headed man, like dad, slowly undressed the girl, of perhaps 23, until he pulled her panties down and put his nose to her shaved vagina.

“Well, that’s a damn shame!” He complained. “I was sure she was a natural redhead but who the hell can tell for sure until…!”

“You like a thick bush, dad?” I asked.

“You bet!” He replied, as I felt his right hand touch the back of my legs near the crook of my knees and glide up to my bare ass, caressing my right buttock.

“Does David do that for you?” He asked.

The man on the screen had just position the girl on the sofa and was maneuvering his torso between her widely spread legs in preparation for oral pleasure.

“Grudgingly, and not nearly as much as I would like. Do you enjoy doing that?”

“I do. I do indeed. But your mom will not spread her legs for me as often as I would like.” He replied. “That is one of the things I was hoping you could help me with.”

“So, you’re not having that much trouble with your computer or need any typing done?” I questioned, sarcasm in my tune. “Where do you propose I help you with the problem…we are both having?”

Dad withdrew his hand from my ass, rose from the chair and took me by the hand, leading me into the spare bedroom which contained a queen-size bed. He sat down on the bed, positioning me between his legs, my left side to him. He proceeded to lift my dress and return to caressing my ass with his right hand and kissing it lovingly. I suggested that perhaps it would be best if I did not remove the dress.

Soon, his left-hand was palming my mound, his fingers extending down over my pussy. I willingly widened my stance to give him access. I felt his middle finger drag from the bottom, up, between my labia crack. I could not contain my moan. He turned me a bit more to my right and seeing his intent I bent over slightly. He looked at my pussy and stroked it softly, pronouncing it the prettiest thing he had ever seen. I knew better, but if he thought so, who was I

to correct him.

“Can I see it, dad?”

He ceased his fondling and stood. When he started to remove his shorts, I stopped him, telling him to just release it over the top. He did so and I was immediately impressed.

“It doesn’t get as hard as it used to.” He admitted. “Your mother seems to like it better the way it is now.”

“I can understand that, dad!” I said, with understanding in my tone, as I reached to encircle it with my hand, close to his abdomen, a good 2 inches bending over the edge of my thumb. “Could mom take all of it when you were able to get it up? I don’t know if I could have. There is a lot of bunched-up skin. Damn, more than an inch-thick, I bet! It’s getting harder!”

“It still gets hard. It’s hit or miss, anymore.”

“It’s firm enough now, but dad, as much as I would like to feel that inside of me, I don’t think we should go that far, do you?” I asked with concern in my tune.

“You are giving me more than I could ever hope for. Just letting me see and touch it…you touching me… is appreciated. Icing on the cake, would be letting me eat your pussy.”

“Well, dad, you can see that I dressed exactly for that to happen. But I want to jerk you off, or suck you, whichever you prefer. Do you still come?”

“That’s hit or miss too. I’d like to try. But first I want to taste that that precious treasure between your legs.”

I took the initiative, releasing his cock, and sitting on the edge of the bed, scooting back until I was halfway across it. Dad did not bother to tuck his cock back in, but it did on its own. As I hiked up my dress, clearing everything from the waist down, dad positioned himself on his chest, his head very close to my pussy. He stared. I became embarrassed but I did not tell him. He studied my pussy for the longest time.

“It is a pretty thing!” He praised, just before he put his lips

to it.

Dad was well-versed in giving oral. I pondered, had I been mom, he would not have any trouble getting between my legs 7 days a weeks if he pleased me orally. His tongue caressed and fluttered over my clit. I could feel the love transmitted by his tongue as his fingers played over my inner thighs and mound, coursing through my abundant bush. I was pumping out lubricant, knowing his face and chin was soaking wet. Should we be interrupted, it would be no doubt what HE had been doing. I began to have a bit of concern about the bedding.

I loved oral, but, never, had I been tongue-fucked. When dad shoved his tongue into me, I was taken totally by surprise and my loud, moan of surprise attested so. My ass involuntarily humped his face as he gripped my ass, lifting it, shoving his face, thus his tongue, deeper into my pussy. I didn’t care who the hell walked in on us, as long sivas escort bayan as he did not stop. Repeatedly, he went from my clit to tongue-fucking me.

“Don’t move! Dad, god damn, don’t move!” I pleaded as his tongue circled my clit.

The orgasm gripped me and shook me to the bone, my ass levitating off the bed, my thighs squeezing his head, as he successfully pried them back apart. My ass lowered to the bed as the orgasm released me, but he continued and I was content to let him continue. For long moments, I lay there concentrating on the feeling of his tongue as he explored every nook and cranny of my sodden vagina.

“You’re not going to stop, are you?” I whispered.

He shook his head no and murmured negativity. I wondered how much time had passed. I still needed to take care of dad but I wanted..,.desired… one more orgasm. I slowly began to climb the ladder once more. I could feel the coolness of my body… the perspiration evaporating in the dry, air-conditioned house. I looked down at my pudgy belly. Had he noticed? Did he care? My skin was untanned but creamy smooth. Maybe next time I would show him my breast and let him suckle. I knew there would be a next time.

My second orgasm was as strong as the first and had taken a considerable amount of time. As I beckoned my dad to join me, he assured me my pussy was delectable…good eating stuff… his exact wording. I accepted…and returned… his wet kiss.

I maneuvered him to my right side and reached into his pants to require his cock. He naturally straddled my ample thigh. As I began to pull on him, he began to hump my thigh. The old man’s cock was still somewhat limp but I was determined to bring him to ejaculation. I wanted to see it and feel it on my body. I began sexual banter.

“You ate my pussy so good. I’ve never had any man stick his tongue in me like you did. Promise, you will do it again! My lord, I’d like to have you between my legs with your cock up inside of me. You do want to screw me… to fuck me… fuck my pussy. My pussy is tight, daddy. Your cock would fill it nicely. You could come inside my sterile pussy…my belly. You’d like to fill your girl’s pussy, wouldn’t you, old man.”

Dad was breathing heavily. I could tell he was working hard and hoped that my banner was working. His cock had length but firm…not even close! I considered a heart attack. I cannot tell you the happiness I felt when he moaned like a wounded bull, shoving himself hard against my thigh. I could feel his cock jerk. I could feel the warm semen as it shot onto my belly, pooling in my belly button, a few globs foot-printing across my thigh. As he relaxed and rested, I gathered his cum on my fingers to spread it on my belly and thigh. He helped.

It was the third Wednesday from our first intimacy before I could arrange a sitter. The get-together was much the same except I introduced dad to 69ing. Try as I did, dad did not come.

We continued our shenanigans on the days that we visited, him, backhanding my crotch, me, occasionally, squeezing his crotch or asking him in a whisper if he wanted me. All of it a joyful tease with an unspoken promise…of soon.

One evening, for what ever reason, I know now it was stupid, I again went without panties. When I caught the proper time, I pulled my cotton pants aside to give him a glance at my hairy pussy. WE ALMOST GOT FUCKING CAUGHT BY MOM! That night, laying in bed, I had a heart to heart talk with myself and acknowledged that I had best slow the train down instead of “going 90 miles an hour down a dead-end street”. I called dad the next day during the boy’s nap and asked him if he knew how bad mom would be hurt if she caught us. He saw the light and we curtailed our shenanigans considerably…but not entirely.

Wednesday arrived and so did one of my girlfriends to babysit. I trudged across a wet soggy field in a mist, wearing the bare essentials and flip-flops.

Dad was at the computer screen watching a couple, older man, younger woman, fucking missionary. I came to the conclusion that dad wanted to be “turned on” by the time I arrived. Upon seeing me, he cut the computer off and we went straight to the spare bedroom.

There was no arguing with him this time. He wanted me totally nude. I showed him I had nothing underneath but he insisted, so, I kicked off my flip-flops and removed my two pieces of clothing. He quickly followed suit. We began as we had before, him sitting on the bed, ravishing my body, only this time, my ample and heavy breast received considerable attention. He seemed fascinated by my firm nipples. Again, he paid much attention to my ass, stroking my large pussy lips lovingly.

“You’re pretty flexible. Do you think you can bend over and touch the floor?” He asked.

“Do it all the time.” I answered with confidence.

I moved away from him a bit and bent over with my ass toward him displaying my pussy. I never thought the large, rosy-gray colored lips were all that nice looking. I would have preferred a more delicate looking vagina. But, dad seemed fascinated with it. He said as much, telling me it looked like a beautiful desert flower in bloom. He asked if I could hold the position and I told him I thought I could and asked what he had in mind. He opted to show me.

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It seems the other day, after we fucked my step daughter found my computer was open to BDSMLR and she read the first posted story about our ongoing affair. Unknown to me at the time, she went home and put to words her version of this hook up/affair and emailed it to me today. Here it is:

My step dad came into my life when I was just a teenager. Literally, just 13 and I thought he was cute. I also thought how, compared to my dad he was “in shape.” When my stepdad and mom moved in together about a year later, I moved in with them, as well, as my time splitting between my parents was over and, I had chosen to attend the school closer to my mom. I made the cheer team as a freshman and remained on varsity throughout the time in HS.

It was first in my junior year that I noted, at times my step dad had a weird look on his face sometimes when I spotted him. I also saw him for the first time in a swimsuit, when we as a family went to Mexico for vacation. It was after that, about my senior year when they ended up in a new house and I had a year left of school so of course moved in with them.

It was at this time, I saw them engaged in sex one night. They had thought, since it was really late at night, that I was soundly out. I had come down stairs to get some drink and heard them, clearly engaged in sex in their room and I peaked in. They were spread out on the bed in a diagonal orientation compared to door with my stepdads feet towards me. My mom was sitting on his face and leaning forward, so I could clearly see her pussy being worked on by him and more to the point, I could see his hard on. I have come to find out it is about 6 inches around, at the base and nearly the same at the head trabzon escort and about 8 inches long. On this day his balls were hanging a bit low and he was clearly enjoying working on my moms pussy and judging from her noises he was doing a good job.

As I didn’t want to be seen but wanted to see more, I dropped back from door and made sure the lights remained off, and watched as they went through the fuck session. He ended up having her suck his cock, which it didn’t seem as though she was that into, but when he got behind her and started fucking, he clearly was into that, as was she. And as he came, I had made my way closer and could actually see his balls contract as well as his cock spasm as he shot his cum into my mom. When he pulled out a rather large load dropped onto the bed.

I went back up to my room and stripped out of my PJ’s and proceeded to rub my pussy and clit to a very good orgasm.

Over the course of the next few months I kept finding myself thinking about my stepdads cock and more than a few times had to rub one out and had found myself wet when waking after having dreams about him and I.

My senior year we all went on vaca to Mexico again and during this trip, I worked on getting a little closer to him, as my mom had wanted that and had talked to me about the very thing. We talked a lot and messed around a bit in the pool playing volley ball in pool as well. I think I caught him more than once staring at my ass and/or tits as well. Once while in the pool, I climbed on his back and tried to dunk him, but slid off and as he had turned, slid down his face/chest. I felt flushed as I understood what had happened and had to leave the trabzon escort bayan pool shortly after as I was getting wet.

The day that actually came and when we hooked up was not an accident. I had come back to live with them after my asshole boyfriend had injured my dog and I was working too hard to make ends meet. So my mom and step dad said I could move back. It was shortly after this, I had once again seen them fucking and decided I wanted some.

The night in question when my mom was gone and he came out naked, was just a matter of time in the making and I had been sitting in that chair for the previous 5 nights in hopes of seeing him naked. When I finally did, I knew it was just a matter of time. I knew, because he is a good person as well as kinda hot, that he would try to apologize.

The next morning I hoped would be my first opportunity to get him. As I had heard him moving about downstairs, I hoped it wouldn’t be too long before he came up. I had opened my door a bit and then got naked and acted as though I had just awoken and was in fact rubbing my pussy and saying his name. I had done this more than once in last 3 years, only this time I was hoping he’d actually hear me. When I looked up and saw him, I was in fact a little shocked as I had got so into playing with myself I forgot about the ploy to fuck my step dad.

When he started licking and kissing me all over, it was sending shivers throughout my body and making me so hot and horny. He found areas that I had no idea would make me feel that way. I mean really, the area behind my ankles. Come on. Anyhow by the time he had made his way to my pussy, I was about to burst. As he has escort trabzon mentioned, I have some long/large pussy lips and a larger than some/most clit. My ex actually made rude comments about them, more than once, which shoulda been a hint. The fact my stepdad not only ate my pussy, but he clearly loves it, it so much o f why I love fucking him. The fact that he stuck his tongue into my ass, I knew at some time he was going to end up putting his cock in it as well.

While he was doing his magic on my pussy I really wanted to suck his cock, and told him so. He moved in such a manner, it wasn’t a 69, but I was sucking his cock, and he was now playing with my tits with one hand and my pussy with the other. Whatever he was rubbing inside my pussy was driving me crazy and making me so wet it was weird.

After a few minutes of this, I pulled his cock from my mouth and told him to fuck me. He grabbed my thigh and spun me in a manner I was now on my back and my legs spread a bit. I could feel his cock and all my slobber on it on my leg, so I reached down between my legs, found his cock and as he pushed forward, directed it into my pussy.

While he makes it sound as though he didn’t last very long, my god he made me come way more than any boy I had ever dated had. He lasted way longer than I expected and the way he moved his cock around, and hit my pussy and clit from different directions and with different timed strokes, he fucked me amazingly.

The only thing I regret about that first encounter is the fact I didn’t get to eat his cum. As he has mentioned, I love the taste of his cum. I love feeling his cock contract as it shoots his cum into my mouth. I love when our combined cum is coating it as it slips between my lips on its way to the back of my throat. Fuck, I even love after he fucks my ass and drops it into my mouth for a cumshot into my throat.

I am going to write my account of each thing he has posted, and if he sees fit, I hope he posts them as well.

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This was more of an experiment based on an interesting “movie” I recently watched. It’s my first attempt at writing (erotic or otherwise) so there’s that.

In the experiment I tried to play with different personal tense. What I ended up with may be a little inconsistent. I tried using it to mark a change in the tension. If people can’t stand this I’ll go back and change it.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoy and look forward to your feedback!

*****

“Burrr!” The tall woman shivering aloud was my mother. “Thanks for driving me. You aren’t embarrassed taking me are you?” “Of course not!” I responded quickly. After my parents divorced, my mother and I had been working through the pain at our gym.

She was taller than most women with an average build that had begun to take shape over the last month of our visits. Her shorter legs were made longer with the athletic leggings and tank top, not nearly warm enough for the weather.

My own skin was rigid, frozen beneath blue gym shorts and a black t-shirt. Inside the massive brick building was much warmer. “Thank you again for driving me.” She said shivering. “These roads are too icy for me!” And everyone else, I thought to myself. The gym was mostly empty today.

Our cardio routine quickly came to an end, leaving our hearts elevated and muscles tired. “Rinse up, today is perfect for the sauna!” Mother said before heading into the shower. She wasn’t wrong either. I showered in cold water then dried off, dressing in only boxers and my towel tied at the waste.

Mom was already in the sauna. Her blond hair was darker and damp with water, hanging loosely in a hair tie. She wore a towel around her mid section covering anything that may be seen.

Immediately I thought of Amber, my girlfriend. She’d love it here and there was no policy against nudity either! The thought of her bronze skin glistening with sweat was a little too intimate to be thinking while wearing little more than a towel! The weight of my genitals suddenly became apparent.

It had been a long time since I had any sort of release. I shifted awkwardly, trying to prevent an erection. Not in front of my mom! Suddenly the ground began to shake. At first I thought I was dizzy but she saw it too!

“That was strange.” She said calmly, but her fierce blue eyes were wide and worried. “Earthqua-“Before I could finish the aftershock hit! The wooden benches rocked and a loud crack sounded from somewhere outside, the sound of stone crashing to the ground.

The pyramid of wooden beams holding the roof to the sauna snapped with a screech falling below! I pulled her away without thinking but slipped pulling my mother down on top of me.

Six more beams fell followed by what sounded like one of the walls! After a moment the dust began to set but we were pinned beneath the heavy wooden beams!

“Are..” Her back had covered most of the dust but debris choked out my voice and blinded me. “Mom, are you okay?” I managed to cough out. Her body pinned me to the slick wooden flooring.

“Are you okay? I can’t see anything!” “Y-yes!” She coughed. “You saved me!” Her weight was slowly becoming uncomfortable and her arms were pinning my own, I could barely reach to clear the dust from my eyes.

I scanned the small cramp space. It was too dark to see much. “Oh god!” I shouted. “Mom, your towel… it…” The towel had come undone and was lost somewhere near our feet. Her full breasts hung exposed on my naked chest!

“I’m so sorry!” She shouted pulling away instinctively. Her back caught the fallen wood paneling. “I’m stuck!” My mother’s naked body wiggled hopelessly over my own. Her heavy breasts bounced and jiggled against my skin!

“Engh! I can’t get up, it’s too heavy!” Her sweat glazed chest heaved up and down with her panicked breathing, brushing my bare chest with her nipples. I was furious, but more than anything I was disgusted! My mother had amazing tits!

I felt the mound between my legs grow but it was lying against something warm and poked out of my boxers. “What is that Eric?” She looked confused. I grunted struggling not to look at my mother’s bare chest. “I’m so-so sorry!” I pleaded.

Her eyes widened and it became clear to her. “Oh…! Oh no…” She gasped. “I mean its okay!” She corrected. “You aren’t helping!” I shouted. Even closing my eyes I could see my mother’s natural breasts jiggling on my bare chest.

“Will it help If I…” She lowered herself on top of me, hiding her tits on my skin. Her nipples felt strange. Were they getting hard?! My dick throbbed in response brushing against her ass it slid into the crack. I could feel the warmth of her folds behind a thin pair of underwear.

“No!” I warned. “That’s not working!” “Hang on I think I can get out. Just lift up a bit and…” She wiggled forward, sliding upward on my legs. My dick fell down her crack poking into her panties!

“Don’t… move!” I warned her. “Look şırnak escort what I did! I’m so sorry!” “No!” I gasped, struggling to adjust it without touching anymore. “It’s not you I swear!” She exhaled; her light skin was becoming more and more flushed. I could feel the warmth of my mother’s opening on the tip of my erection!

“It’s okay don’t be embarrassed. That was very exciting and your body is just responding the way it knows.” Her moist breathing caused our skin to swell together while she tried to keep herself up.

“We just need to wait here till help arrives.” Her sore muscles shook under stress and she let out weak groans of pain. “Are you sure you’re alright mom?”

“Yes!” She said unsure. “I mean no-I can’t hold myself up for long.” She warned. “Is your- is it down?” My penis throbbed against her soft fabric. “No!”

I choked at the thought of penetrating my own mother. There was no way of telling what she was thinking.

I was stuck underneath, inches away from being inside my mom. Her arms quivered, shaking her sweaty breasts in my face!

“I’m so sorry baby!” Her voice whimpered. I couldn’t stand seeing her in so much pain, but the alternative was dreadful!

“Mom…there’s nothing we can do. Just… go slow and maybe it won’t go in?” “Maybe?” She gasped unable to resist any longer.

She lowered from a pushup stance I could feel myself pushing into my mother’s panties. My throbbing tip pushed hard onto what had to be her clit stopping in her thin fabric. Her full weight returned her tits to my chest.

She chewed at her full pink lips, her face seemingly in pain. “What’s wrong, are you okay?” “Yeah, she gasped. Your just poking me really hard, it hurts.”

“Yeah it’s been a long time, I’m sorry.” “I understand. It’s okay.” My dick felt numb and my balls were sore beyond belief!

Minutes passed with no sign of help. She was still in pain, and my erection wouldn’t go away! “Let me try something. I think we can adjust it.” She wiggled her arms but they were unable to go around my own. She adjusted her hips and I felt my dick move.

“Wait, don’t!” I warned. The thin fabric protecting her vagina slipped aside and my penis slid in nearly a quarter of the way!

Our eyes locked on each other frightened now more than during the earthquake! My dick slid in about two inches and it felt great! The pressure was gone for both of us. There was little resistance; her opening was dripping with moisture.

We held each other like this for a moment and her body softly squeezed my member. “It isn’t too bad.” I said carefully. “No…” She breathed a whisper. “Not at all.” She bit her lip again, this time it looked like guilty pleasure! “This was a big mistake!” I whispered painfully.

She softly gave a laugh that shook her breasts. I slid in another two inches, almost all the way. I could feel my mom’s pulse with my dick. “It’s getting colder.” She whispered.

Her rosy cheeks gave her face a different expression, a look of conflicting lust. “I know this must be hard for you.” She said tapping my arm. “You have no idea.” My dick throbbed again inside her.

She was getting slippery and the air smelled like sex. “Actually I do.” She chuckled again. Each time she laughed the walls of her vagina gripped and massaged me and I went a little deeper. “It’s been a long time for me too, and you are really… well… big!”

“Should I try to pull it out?” She asked and her insides gripped me again. Our heartbeats were one while I was inside her. “I mean, I can try.” Her light cheeks blushed even more.

The sweat of our bodies close in this hot room gave her face a youthful vibrance, though she by no means looks old. She raised her hips. I could feel her body clinging to my shaft as I slowly slid out of my mother’s vagina.

Subconsciously we both looked down. Her lips were covered in a small layer of neatly trimmed blond hair.

Oh god! She thought in panic, watching her son’s erection slide from her body. Her back met the lumber and he stopped. The tip of his cock still lingered inside!

Their breathing was heavy and from below he could see his mother’s nakedness in full view. She couldn’t cover herself while pushing up, leaving her completely exposed.

“Just a little more!” She screamed, unable to take it anymore. “Please, get it out!” She wiggled beneath her naked son, unable to deny her body the sensations he was giving her. She pulled away from him hard, knocking away his arms.

Her legs slipped, scraping against shards of wood. She shouted in pain, falling down. Her son’s erection filled her vagina with its full length. She stilled herself eyes wide and mouth agape, face to face with her boy. His cock twitched deep inside her at the tip of her womb.

Tears formed in her crystal blue eyes and it wasn’t because of the dust. She was done fighting it. Her lips stretched out and met him in şırnak escort bayan a wet passionate kiss!

He looked at his mother in astonishment, her tongue tasting his. “Mmm-mom!” He said pulling away. “What are you doing?” “I’m doing what I have to do.”

Her hips rocked back and forth fucking herself with his dick. “If you don’t cum…” She uttered in a heavy whisper. “Then they’ll find us like this! We don’t have a choice! My career would be over if anyone saw this! No one would hire a professor that fucks her own son!”

Her beautiful face contorted while she gyrated her hips on her son’s dick. “I think there are people in here!” A muffled voice called from outside the rubble. “Hurry! We don’t have much time!”

He barely needed permission. It took everything he had not to cum in her right now!”It’s okay, just pretend I’m Amber.”

He closed his eyes trying to fake the impossible. She rocked back and forth pulling out as much as she could with each thrust. His mother’s breathing sharpened as she fucked herself on her pinned son. “Yes…” She whispered.

His hips humped with her, faster with powerful angry thrusts! Her tits bounced up her chest with each impact. Her son’s penis teased her womb but the pain was thrilling!

“Cum inside me…” She whispered. “Cum in your mother.” Her teasing sent him over. A stream of warmth shot inside her.

Her son’s erection pulsed in her gooey womb. The taboo shame was too much for her. “Nuhhh!” She moaned and orgasmed hard on his dick!

Their bodies lay united under the rubble connected by their sensitive sex. The most intimate joining either could remember.

“Just hang in there, we’re coming for you!” The voice from above called. He collapsed over his mother, and their sweaty chests mended together. His skin felt amazing against her sensitive nipples.

Before he could get hard again he pulled back and left her moist warmth. The air was cold on his wet member! She lowered near his face and locked in a second intimate breathless kiss. “Okay baby, as soon as you can move put your towel back on.”

Just as she said the heavy board finally began to lift. Standing above her with one arm, he tied the towel around his waist. With his arm finally away from hers she grabbed it from their feet and loosely fashioned it around her breasts.

A hulking man wearing a fire department shirt lifted him away by the shoulder. “Thank God you found us!” His mother exclaimed still catching her breath.

“Ms. Alice?” The man asked. He had been in one of her classes just two years ago! “Aaron? Is that you?” Setting her aside he carefully helped Eric up.

His heart still raced from the shared climax and he was painfully aware of his mother’s juices still clinging to his cock. Without a roof the room really had become cold! But with their hard work out they never noticed.

“You were lucky to have each other! Alone you could’ve frozen to death!” She thanked him and quickly made it out to shower. He didn’t see it before but his mother had beautiful long legs! Even more there was a gooey white stream trickling down one of them!

The fireman saw it too when checking her out. He couldn’t help but smile at the confused expression. “Let’s go home mom… before any news crews see us.”

They threw on their clothes and rushed out the door. Her white leggings had a slick wet spot down the left leg!

They made it home without a single word to each other. What could either one say? Her face was tired and stressed and her eyes trained on the ground.

Inside the house the two couldn’t even look at each other. “This didn’t happen.” She finally broke the silence. “I’m so-” “No!” She interrupted. “No apologies, no anything. This didn’t happen.”

He returned to his room. It had been over a year since he lived at home, but there were still some clothes in his closet. The shower in the master bedroom was running.

Thoughts of his mother washing his sperm off made him slowly harden again. It was becoming clear that things were never going to be the same …

“What am I thinking? I have to forget about this!” But I just couldn’t. I found myself walking into mom’s room. Her door was unlocked. “What am I doing?” I asked quietly, taking off my shirt. Steam flowed out the open master bath. I wasn’t thinking of the consequences.

I stepped inside wearing only my gym shorts. She was propped up on the shower wall allowing the water to run through her silky blond hair lost in thought.

This time I admired my mother’s nakedness. Her round toned ass. Her natural breasts were perky with slight sag and small pink nipples.

I closed the door behind me, catching her attention. Blank with shock and maybe fear she watched without words. Studying her face I slowly dropped my shorts. She watched in amazement as my cock sprang from the shorts. It was too late to turn back.

Slowly escort şırnak she relaxed giving me a view of her tits in the water. I wanted to say something, for her to say anything! There was nothing to say, and she knew this.

Slowly she looked at my body, at her son’s cock. “I had wondered if you’d be back.” “Here I am.” My voice was stern and confident.

At first she took one step out of the shower. Struggling with her open nakedness. Her eyes hadn’t left my dick.

Suddenly she sprang to life! Without hesitation she squatted down and sucked my erection into her full lips.

Her tongue flittered around the tip and she me in and out. Her hands gripped my bare ass and pulled, forcing my length down her throat. She looked up at me with watering eyes, chocking on her sons cock. It felt better than anything I had felt!

She coughed hard, spitting me out and jerking my moist shaft with a free hand. She pushed me back, opening the door. Steam poured out of the closed room.

She pushed me back onto her bed, jumping on top of me with an intimidating urgency her grip never leaving my member. She straddled my legs and sucked on my lips with hers.

I can’t stop thinking about how you felt!” She paused, tasting my mouth. “How it felt to have you inside me!” She raised her ass, leaning forward on her son’s naked chest.

“Put it in me, baby! I need to have you inside me again.” I could hardly breathe. “Are you sure?” I knew the answer but it had to be asked. “No I’m not sure, but I do know I need you inside me right now!”

She leaned forward and guided me inside her dripping pussy. It felt wrong but this time I didn’t care! She rocked up and down, riding my dick and moaning in ecstasy. But I wasn’t pinned. This time I was going to enjoy it!

I grabbed her by the ass and flipped her around so my legs were on the floor. I spread her legs by her ankles and admired the beauty of our corrupt union before forcing myself inside her swollen lips.

Her vagina squeezed me like before but more fierce and urgent. Holding my mother’s legs spread wide I fucked her with everything I had. It was hard and rough, and her body enjoyed it! The harder the thrust the more she moaned.

With each pump our bodies slammed and her juices seeped onto the sheets. “Son..?” She whispered. “Take me from behind.” I grunted in response.

Her firm ass was worth the view. I twisted her around so she was on her belly then pulled her too me by her feet.

I never expected to bend my mother over this bed. The same bed I used to climb into when there was a bad storm, or a frightening monster outside my window.

It offered safety and comfort then, as her vagina offered comfort and pleasure now.

I folded her arm to the small of her back pushing hard. I could feel the added pressure in her vagina and her ass bounced off my dick.

“Uhhh!” She shouted behind clenched teeth! Her moans had become shrieks of carnal pleasure. “I’m going to…” She ducked her head in pleasure and her insides tightened around me.

But I came first, sending ropes of my seed deep inside her. I screamed buried myself into the depth of her womb. “Did you just cu-?” She began to ask.

I ignored her taking a moment to recover. It felt like my cum had filled her making us one. I felt adventurous, and curious at once! Slowly I backed away and my sticky manhood slid out into the air.

I flipped her back over and knelt by the side of the bed. She looked down at me in shock. I never did this, not even for Amber!

I kissed her intimately, softly probing the delicate folds of her womanhood with my tongue while kissing on the outer lips. Her scent was a drug that teased me for more.

I found her clit near the small patch of smooth blond hair and sucked it into my mouth. It felt like a warm baby grape and swelled the more I played with it. She tasted like skin only with a sweeter tang and her juices lingered in my mouth like an oil.

She gushed into my mouth and shook all while watching me in disbelief. I held her in a firm grip tasting her skin and our shared juices. “Oh no!” She screamed.

“Uhhnnn!” Waves of pleasure washed over her and her naked body shook connected to my mouth. Her toned abs were firm under the stress, pulling away from her raw parts.

Her fingers locked in my darker hair her breathing slowed yet ripples of pleasure still undulated through her muscles.

“Eric…” She said to me breathless. My vision was blurry from the high of climax. I collapsed on the bed beside my naked mother.

As the hot pleasure slowly faded, the depth of our sin loomed over us. Her face was sheepish though she made no effort to cover her nakedness.

A white liquid seeped out of her pink opening, leaking onto the bed. “I love you.” Her voice was a painful whisper. Tears now welled in her tired eyes.

I pulled her tight. The steam in the room made it difficult to see past each other. We were locked in our own world now. She nuzzled my chest, no longer the way a mother embraces her son.

“What do we do now?” It was the only question I could ask. It was hard for her, cold tears dropped onto my skin. “I don’t know Eric… I don’t know.”

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