Capture the Flag

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She looked left and looked right, being careful where she stepped. She couldn’t believe she was actually going about and doing this. It was a nice day outside. Plenty of sun and good fun. She slowly made her way over the wooded terrain and saw him. She was careful not to try to go off and get his attention.

He was standing looking around at the sky. He was a big guy, wearing a black T-Shirt (he was nuts, wearing a color that soaked in the heat), and black shorts. Even with his dress sense she really wanted to go about and cuddle him like he was an extremely large teddy bear. He rubbed the goatee on his chin and spoke.

“Looks like it’s going to rain?”

Christi turned around and looked at Bill, as he turned to look at her. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. She gave him a skeptical look as it was so hot that you could fry an egg. She was about to speak but he quickly went and wrapped his arms around her.

“What do you mean it looks like it’s going to rain?” she asked, “Do you always have to be so pessimistic. I mean, black is a sexy color and all, but I’m surprised you haven’t fainted due to heat stroke or something.”

He chuckled slightly. He called it his “heh”, they first met years ago when they had a common interest in improv theater. She actually did it, he just liked it. It had been a wild roller-coaster ride since then. The two of them always flirted with their feelings for each other, but it really never went more then that, flirting. He walked over to her.

“Well I’ll tell you why it’s going to rain,” he said in all seriousness. He pointed up at a tree, “I learned this when I was in ROTC, see how that bird there is working on it’s nest,” Christi turned around to look and felt his arms wrap around her.

“Captured!” as he picked her up from the ground.

“Hey! No fair! You cheated!” Christi said pounding on his back as he carried her to base.

“Who said anything about cheating? This is capture the flag you know,” he replied. He wanted to go off and have Christi on his team, they could have went “scouting” and just left the game in general. He still had to put his best face forward though so his friends didn’t think he was trying to ditch them to have some alone time with her.

“You can at least put me down!” she said, “I’ll come willingly.”

“That’s what I hope,” he replied, “after the game that is.”

Bill put her down, but held onto her wrist, and gave a good look over her. She was wearing a good pair of hiking boots, dark blue denim shorts, and dark purple t-shirt. He never really noticed her wearing an outfit like this. Between the two of them she was more prim and proper then he. Her red hair was slightly damp due to sweat. He was actually surprised that she seemed to be enjoying herself never the less.

“I’m going to have to interrogate you when we get back to base. You aren’t going to like it,” he said.

“Well, if you let me use the whips and chains instead of you using them, we’ll both like it,” she said with a smirk.

“Hey, you know I have a low pain threshold,” he replied, pulling her to him and wrapping an arm around her shoulder. She leaned her head on his shoulder. This was normally odd as she really didn’t care for public displays of affection. He shrugged Gaziantep Escort it off though as currently there weren’t people around.

“You are so going to get it,” she replied, “You won’t know what hit you, the next thing you and the rest of the team will be captured and we’ll be victorious!”

He turned to look at her. A bead of sweat started to drip down her face. He reached over and caught drop of sweat at her chin. She simply smiled as they stopped at the “base.”

The base was a small little building, just enough to keep some elements out. He looked around, the blue flag was still there, but no one else was there.

“No one is guarding the flag!” he said as he picked up the flag from the ground and brought the “prisoner” inside.

“Hey that’s cheating!” she said.

“Someone has to guard the flag,” he said, “And I’m not staying out there with even more skeeters and frying in the sun. I’ll wait for someone to come back. For a guy that wants to win the bet he’s really stupid.”

“Bet?” Christi asked as she sat down on one of the wooden deck chairs that were in the small building.

“Yeah, Jarod and John have a bet on the outcome of the game. Jarod mentioned it, but wasn’t able to give me any details about it or the bet would be off,” he said sitting down next to her, and then leaned back his chair. Christi seemed to like this idea herself, as she leaned her chair back. In the back of his mind he hoped the game would be over quickly and someone would come back soon to say that it was over, but he was hoping to have some alone time with her. He turned his head and noticed that she was huffing and puffing a bit at the air. Looking up he noticed that she was keeping a feather afloat. She blew it away a bit, out of her airspace, and he smiled, and blew up at the air, blowing the feather back up. She laughed. He liked her laugh. He couldn’t think of many things that he didn’t like about her. It was almost like opposites attracted when it came down to them.

The feather play continued for a moment until a hard, heavy gust of wind came through the small shack. Bill sat up and looked out one of the glassless windows as the sky started to get gray. It didn’t take long before it started to downpour. He got up from his chair and exited the building. It was hot outside, the cool water would help. He had his eyes closed as he looked up at the sky, and felt two arms around him.

“Captured,” Christi’s voice said. He turned around and she ran from him giggling. They chased each other in the rain for a short period of time until he caught her again, though he had a funny feeling that she let him catch her. He brushed a bit of her wet bangs from her eyes and looked into her eyes. He could easily get lost in her eyes, as his hand brushed against her cheek. In an instant, the two of them started to kiss. It was one of those things where you didn’t know who initiated it. He just knew that his arms were wrapped around her, and her arms were wrapped around him. Her fingernails gouged through his own t-shirt as the two of them kissed passionately, as if their lives depended on it. He picked her up and brought her back inside for some protection from the elements. Anyone could come at any moment trying Gaziantep Escort Bayan to get protection from the rain. He put her down on her feet inside and she immediately jumped at him again, backing him up against the wall. She ran her hands up inside his shirt and removed it from his torso.

Two could play at this game he thought as he pulled her own wet shirt over her head. He pushed her back onto one of the lounge chairs and hovered over top of her, diving for one more kiss on the lips before kissing his way across her jaw and down her neck. His hands brushed over her wet shoulders and moved her bra straps down off of them. She stopped him for a moment and unhooked her bra. He kissed her again as she did this and took both of her plentiful breasts into his hands. This was a real woman. He hated those women that looked like sticks with legs. Christi had perfect curves as he massaged her breasts as he kissed along the top of her cleavage. She moaned gently to this, causing him to go back and forth between each of her nipples on her breasts. He started to kiss down the valley of her breasts, moving his hands down from her breasts and down to her shorts. He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped them, and with one movement brought the shorts and her panties down, tossing them to the side. She looked at him with a look of pleasure on his face as he lifted one of her legs and started to kiss up her inner thigh from her knee, planting small tongue flicks all the way up till he got to her shaved lips. He took his time as he licked the outside of the lips, causing slight gasps from her.

He circled his way around her lips, his hands stroking up her hips and abs. He tilted his head slightly and slipped the tip of his tongue partially inside her.

“Oh Bill,” she whispered as he started to run the tip of his tongue up and down her slit. It was already wet, and it was good. He slid more of his tongue in and continued the up and down motion that he started, which brought out some grunts and gasps from her as she started to open up for him in arousal. He decided to start using what turned out to be a gift, as he flattened his tongue extremely wide. He brought a hand down to make sure she stayed open and he started to do full licks. His tongue covered over entrance and then fully ran over her clit. He continued this process getting louder moans and more gasps. He took her clit into his mouth and started to suck on it, nibbling at it occasionally, but primarily sucked and tapped his tongue against it. Two fingers went inside of her and wiggled around her insides, causing her to squirm and moan in pleasure. He removed his fingers from inside of her and slipped his tongue inside of her.

“Oh god, Oh Bill,” she cried out in pleasure as he used his nose to rub at her clit as he scraped her inner walls with his tongue, swirling it around her entrance instead of thrusting it in and out. He felt her legs clamp around his head as she screamed out in pleasure, the flow of wetness attacked his tongue.

“Oh god, oh god, keep…oh god….AHhhhhh…” she said her body shaking in orgasmic pleasure. He continued to cause her to ride the orgasm as he started to pay more attention to her clit. She started to mew a bit as she released Escort Gaziantep the death lock around his head. He continued to pay attention downstairs, as if cleaning up the mess with his tongue.

“Oh god…” she started, and released a long pleasurable sigh as he started to kiss her way up her body. Sun was shining on her glowing face. He looked up and he noticed the rain had stopped.

“I really hate to say this,” he started, “but someone might show up now that it’s not raining.”

“No one is going to show up,” she replied as coolly as possible.

“What do you mean?” he asked.

“The wager was if you would had the guts to try something like this when you while thinking that you could have gotten caught,” she replied, “I won.”

“You what…” Bill started, but Christi pushed him over onto his back. He started to say something else but she put a finger to his lips.

“Silence,” she said a bit sternly. He shut up, but that was more to the kiss he received as he felt her deft hands removing his own shorts. He felt her hand around his shaft as she started to tug at his hardness, and slowly impaled herself onto him. This time it was his turn to groan.

She felt wet. She felt tight, as he put his hands on her shoulders. She continued to impale herself on his shaft.

“Oh Bill, Ooooh Bill,” she said as she continued to ride him. His hands went down to her breasts as he tweaked her nipples, “Your cock feels so good, oh Bill, oh yeah,” she inhaled deeply and looked up at roof of the shack as she started to ride him faster. He was trying to hold back as she started to scream his name. He felt as if she got even tighter around him. Her body tensed up, and it was a thing of beauty as she started to have another orgasm.

“Cum for me Bill, Come on….” she started to grunt as she rode him. The sensations were just too much for Bill to take. She squeezed tighter as he continued to watch her quiver on top of him, droplets of water running down her body, a drip falling from one of her nipples. He groaned as he felt a geyser come from him into her molten pussy. The feeling of the liquids crashing into each other while she squeezed the life of him was too much to take, he closed his eyes to burn the vision that was in front of him into his brain for good.

“Oh Bill!” she cried out one more time, “Oh, oh, oh, oh…” as she collapsed in a heap on his chest, as he finally finished his own orgasm. The two wet heaps started to breath heavy.

“God, I’ve been waiting for that,” she said as she started to cuddle into his chest, “but now I feel sleepy.”

“You just had to ask you know,” he said, his arms wrapped around her, “but if you don’t mind, I’d rather not sleep on the ground. I don’t need pine needles up my ass.”

She laughed, “You’re right, and we need to get cleaned up.”

“Now that I won’t mind,” he said. He knew that they would be heading back to the car a bit disheveled. Their clothes were covered with mud. Hell they were partially covered with mud. It looked like they were playing in the mud on purpose. That of course would get remarks of “Oh yeah, playing in the mud, so that’s what they call it now.”

It would be hard to cover up what happened. Then again, it was probably the best thing that could have happened. If anyone asked, he would just say that they were just wasting time. They didn’t need to know the intimate details. They finished getting dressed and he offered Christi his arm, which she took. It looked as though they were out of the game as they walked through the damp woodland.

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Cammie at Work Ch.05

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{The end of the story. Cammie agrees to the bet to pick out Ron’s cock from 4 other guys. }

The days passed. Ron finally told her of his plans. Saturday night, she’d meet him at a local motel. He said there would be four other guys there but she won’t know who. He’ll blindfold her before she enters. She’ll suck them all off, I’ll be there to referee. If she chooses right, she’s done. If not, she’s in for a long time of hard use, no doubt. Ron also added the stipulation that she can’t use her hands. It might be too easy with touch to feel their cocks, their stomachs, their legs, anything which might give it away.

For my own benefit, I had her wear some sexy underwear, which I knew would enhance the voyeurism. I knew the bra wouldn’t be on long, but at least there would be excitement watching it peeled from her. She wore jeans and a white, flowy top, for easy access. I also persuaded her to overdo the red lipstick. The thought of watching those lips slide over some cocks had my own cock stir.

We met him in the parking lot of a seedy motel. This wasn’t one of those family, heated pool types, no, this was one for secret trysts like this. A pay by the hour kind. He had a smug smirk on his face when he met me. I could almost hear the voice in his head saying, “so this is the limp dick ex boyfriend who is going to watch his former girlfriend please me and my friends?”

Cammie wasn’t here for the small talk, she was nervous, but focused. “Let’s just do this,” she said gruffly. He took her by the arm and led her to the door. Just before she reached it he took out a blindfold. It was one of those BDSM types, it covered the top of her head, all the way down over her nose. It looked like leather. If it had had ears on it it would’ve looked like a catwoman mask. No way was she going to see anything with that on. She only mildly protested as he slipped it on her. He led her in. I heard catcalls and hooting before I even was in the room. There was a bed, a couch, and recliner and a chair. A man sat in each. It was positioned around a semi circle. She was led to the middle.

“Gentlemen,” Don smiled lewdly. “This is my slut, Cammie. Say hi, Cammie.”

I could almost feel the blush under her mask. “Hi…” she managed to squeak.

Ron held her arms over her head with one hand. With the other he felt up her tits in front of the group. Cammie wriggled and protested but Ron told her to hush. His hand went to her crotch and he used his fingers on the material of her jeans, just outside her pussy. It made her squirm. The guys all voiced their appreciation. The lust in the air was growing. He spun her around and allowed the men to enjoy every part of her. With her hands still above her head, Don took the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up over her head. I had expected this. She hadn’t. Her bra clad tits were now on display. I heard more murmurs from the group.

“Let’s see those tits!” One of them called out.

Ron laughed. “You will, you’ll see all of it. Just relax and enjoy this slut. We have plenty of time.”

I should mention that all five other men were black. That thought was an exquisite torture for me. It was a fantasy, sure, but now with these other four, Don, and from before, it made5 black guys who will have had her mouth lately, with none for me. I was embarrassingly hard as steel thinking of that. I had to shift in my seat to hide it. I needn’t have bothered, all their focus was on her. Ron mauled her tits with his free hand while the crowd ooh’d and aah’d. Finally, the moment I knew was coming, he unclipped the bra from the back and let it fall. Her tits fell out. The guys groaned their appreciation.

“Those white titties are FINE,” one said admiringly. “I’m going to wrap those things around my big ‘ol dick.”

Don nudged her to the floor, to her knees. She was topless, blindfolded and the guys were ready. Ron looked at me, “Did you bring something?”

“Oh, right,” I said. I fished out the cuffs from my pocket. They were the frilly soft kind, more for show than bondage, still, they would do the job here. I tossed them to him. He made her get on her hands and knees first.

“Thanks man,” Ron grinned lewdly. “Oh, and dudes, this here is Daniel, the one whose idea all of this was.”

They all grinned and thanked me, clearly derisively.

“Yeah, thanks for letting us all pop in your girl’s mouth,” one kidded. She hadn’t been mine, not for a long time.

I could only blush and avoid eye contact. The guys all got up and circled her. I hadn’t expected this. Still, I didn’t stop them, I wanted to see what they were planning. It was a group grope. 8 hands were all over her body, massaging her fabulous tits, feeling up her ass, rubbing their fingers over her pussy through the fabric. Ron just sat back and watched with glee. One of the men got tired of feeling denim so he unbuttoned her jeans and looked back at me and since I didn’t stop him he and another guy pulled her jeans down over her ass. She protested softly, but clearly had Gaziantep Escort anticipated this. She was left in her panties. They didn’t last long, first they were rudely shoved to her ankles like her pants, but soon they were ripped from her completely. The ripper presented the panties to Cammie’s nose and taunted her for them being so wet.

“You LIKE this shit,” he laughed.

“I TOLD you,” Ron said smugly. “I told you this bitch dug this.”

“How are we going to do this?” One of them urged, his lust apparent.

“We’ll all pick a number, and remember, we’re all going to be QUIET, during it, we don’t want to give her any clues. You understand the game, right? If she guesses my cock out of all of them I no longer get to use that pretty white slut. If she guesses wrong then she’s with me for a LONG time,” he said ominously. “So that means I don’t want any of you guys fucking this up for me. QUIET, no talking, no giving her any indication who is who, including the ones she ISN’T servicing at the time. For the record, I want you to tell everyone this is totally ok with you, you agreed to do this,” he said to Cammie.

I knew that him using the word “servicing” would make her pussy squirm a little, it had to.

“Yes, I agreed to this,” she said softly, unconvincingly.

“You have to do better than that,” Ron growled. “Seriously, none of us want to get charged with something, TELL us.”

“I agreed to suck you guys off,” she said impertinently, she was showing her protest in the only way she could think of.

“Sounds like your bitch has an attitude,” laughed one.

“Fine,” Ron huffed. He got behind her and smacked her bare ass hard. “You’d rather do it this way?” He whispered. She didn’t answer. He smacked her hard again. This time she yelped. It only encouraged him, and inflamed the crowd, they urged him on. He started spanking her, alternating the cheeks. He’d only stop to taunt her.

“Tell us, tell us that you are here for this.”

She stayed surprisingly silent. I found out later what I suspected, that she had craved the spanking, she said it helped “put her in the mood” for doing something that dirty. He pulled her up over his lap. He was going to give it to her like she was a bad little girl. He wasn’t gentle, he reddened that cute, white ass and didn’t stop until it was nearly crimson, she was whimpering. He stood up, he let her collapse into the floor.

“Now, are you going to behave?” He asked, looking down at her in a pool of her own pain and lust. She told me later that she was soaked, that her juices were starting to drip down her inner thighs.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good, now tell us what we need to hear.”

“I came here to suck your cocks. I agreed to it as part of a bet, but I really WANT to suck your cocks.”

“That’s better,” he said before starting the game.

The guys all picked a number quietly and sat down accordingly. She was going to have to work her way down the line from left to right. She felt a hand guide her head towards the chair. She crawled to him, her ass swayed as she did so, causing the guys to nod to each other with sly grins. Ron put the cuffs on her, her hands behind her, so she couldn’t “cheat” that way.

She was guided onto the first cock. He was an older guy, some white in his beard. He was thin, wiry. His cock was nice sized though, compared to the rest of him. All she could feel was his cock in her mouth. She was “allowed” to lick the shaft, even the balls, and did so, I guessed in an effort to gather as much information as she could. This guy hadn’t been sucked by such a sexy woman or talented mouth for awhile, I guessed. He was enjoying it. I couldn’t help but think of her mouth, THAT mouth on me as well. I remembered the softness, the sheer pleasure. I remembered how she flicked her tongue over the head. It was fantastic. He was getting that now, not me, and the thought of that made me have to adjust myself. The other guys ogled her bare ass and tits freely, occasionally slipping over to play with her body while she fellated him, until Ron silently shooed them away, not wanting to give away any information. I could smell her excitement. I knew the others could too, it just added to the fire they were feeling. Finally, he came in her mouth. She let some of it spill out, only to lap it up, after. I knew she was trying her best to get that “taste” in her head, for comparison.

She crawled to the second one. I remembered my phone. I started recording, the others didn’t even notice, or care at this point. The second guy was a big guy, fat, but also muscular, like a former football player. He stifled a moan when she took his fat cock in her mouth. I guessed she could tell right away this wasn’t Don, not that I’d seen his cock, but from her description of it. Still, she gave him the best head he’s probably ever had and he soon added his cum to the other’s. She again licked his shaft clean. I could almost see the wheels spinning in her head. I wondered Gaziantep Escort Bayan if she had any clues yet.

Don was third. It was his turn. She crawled to him and he had the biggest, dirtiest, lewdest grin on his face. He was enjoying this immensely. It was like he was the king. This was all under his control. She took him in her mouth. I don’t know if I expected to see instant recognition on her face, I hoped I would, for her sake. But she went on like she did with the others. She took her time bathing his shaft with her tongue, probably gauging the size of it in her head by doing so. Her mouth engulfed the head and she started suckling on it slowly, savoring it. It was quite the sight of her, ass out, red from the beating, his hand prints now clearly visible. They marveled at her tits, swinging from movement, her hands bound behind her as she sucked his large black cock. Just from seeing the first three, I think she’d have a pretty good idea whose cock was Ron’s. He had a trick up his sleeve though, which would come (cum) later. He fought his hardest not to make a sound as he blasted into her mouth for what probably was his…what…25th time? It was hard to keep count. I could tell it was one of his best times, though, by the intense way he came.

was the trick. I swore the guy looked like him and in fact, it turned out to be Ron’s first cousin. They had the same build, they were the same size, and could’ve been brothers. Sure enough, when Cammie started on his cock, it looked damn near identical to Ron’s. It seemed he’d picked all guys with larger cocks, like his, so as to not make it easy, but this was just damned dirty, to bring in someone related. He enjoyed her mouth and lasted longer than the others. I could see her working his cock with her tongue. I’d see her cheek puff out and just a hint of her tongue at times, slide around the head when she would take long strokes on it. It almost made me shudder, thinking of that mouth, that tongue on me. The pain of jealousy and desire really mix for me. Torment often equals pleasure and in this case it truly was tormenting. She was right there, her mouth eager and wanting, and I couldn’t have it. It was something I’ve never had to face. But, here I had to, in the most vivid way, and multiple times. He pumped his cum into her and she choked on it a bit, causing the other guys to laugh until Ron quickly shushed them.

There was one more. There was something familiar about him. I didn’t know all her friends or work colleagues, but I swore I’d seen him before. He had a big grin on his face as she crawled to him, mouth open. She licked his balls, tongued his shaft, and really worked over the head with her tongue before taking him all the way in. The others were eyeing her ass and tits the whole time. I wondered if she’d make it out of there, after, I’m only one guy. I hoped that being satisfied would at least lower their lust level. He took her face in his hands. He looked at her like he was amazed by her, and well he should’ve been. He had a beauty, right there on her knees in front of him, his cock in her mouth, while she gently sucked on him. It seemed he must’ve thought about this for a long time. It must’ve been something he’s wanted from her. He looked almost reluctant when he started to spurt in her. She took it all. I wondered what was going on in her head, if she even had a clue whose cock was whose and what it felt like to have sucked off five guys, four she had not even seen. Then there was being spanked, fingered, played with, all while a group watched. I couldn’t wait to hear the story later.

Finally, Ron stood her up in front of the men. He made her kick her jeans completely off. He wanted her naked for this. He made everyone shift positions. He took off her blindfold. Her face reddened as her eyes adjusted as she looked at the men until her eyes met . It was Irvin, her boss, one of those who’d gone with her when they’d passed out pamphlets. She’d sucked off her boss! The scarlet in her face now nearly matched identically with the color of her ass cheeks.

“Oh my god,” she said with a gasp.

Irvin just had a big smile. “That was awesome, girl. Who knew?”

Ron had a smile of his own, pleased in his own deviousness. I think he felt getting the boss in on the action might somehow force her to continue her wicked ways. Still, there was something she had to do first.

“Ok, which one was it?” Ron said hopefully.

His main hope was that his cousin, and perhaps Irvin, would throw her off because they were similar in build. All the cocks were about the same size, too. She stood there, naked, her tits heaving from all of it. It had to be overwhelming, more than she could’ve ever imagined. All eyes were on her, her face was slick still. Cum was everywhere, not just her lips and chin, but on her chest and dripping down her stomach. I wondered how much cum she’d actually swallowed, it sent a pang through me again, knowing it was theirs, not mine, Escort Gaziantep still it made my cock twitch.

“I…don’t know…” she said haltingly.

Ron beamed. “I thought you were such a good cocksucker and sucked me so many times you knew my taste,” he goaded. “I mean, even after more than twenty times?”

“Whoa,” said Irvin, startled by the number. “She’s blown you that many times?”

“Tell him,” he urged gruffly.

“Yes,” she said softly.

“Tell him why.”

“Oh god,” she moaned.

“TELL him or I will.”

“I had to,” she started with hesitation. “I had this fantasy of having to suck someone off frequently, like being on call for it. He caught me saying it out loud and as part of our agreement not to tell he made me do it to HIM.”

“Wow, that’s…incredible,” said Irvin, taking it all in. “When you told me about her and had this set up for her I had no idea she was already doing so much,” he said in shock. “I mean it’s cool. Do what makes you feel good. I don’t really need to stay for this.” He walked past her with a smile.

He whispered something in her ear and walked out. Ron was stroking her ass the whole time. He slid in a finger in it, just to hear her squeal.

“Ron! Take it out!” she urged.

“Not until you choose. Remember, if you are wrong I OWN you, I fucking absolutely own you for more than six more months.” The other three guys couldn’t believe what they were hearing. Ron continued. “Yes, she has agreed to be my fucking sex slave for more than six more months if she’s wrong. That means ANY time ANYwhere I want her I can have her. I’ve had her ass, too and I can tell you that thing is fucking TIGHT, it’s amazing. I have SO many plans for you.”

She wavered. She looked at all three again, up and down, they’d put their cocks away. She looked at me, almost with a tear in her eye. I shrugged. Not much I could do to help her at this point. My head was screaming, “number THREE, he was number THREE!”

“Would you like another go ’round? ” He asked rudely. “Want another round of sucking, maybe that’ll help you, there’s only four of us now,” he taunted.

“Ron, I did all this, isn’t this enough, can’t I just quit? Haven’t I done what you wanted? Haven’t I been good to my word?”

“You’ve been good all right, that’s why I’m looking forward to the next six months,” he goaded.

“Fine,” she hissed, suddenly lucid. “I’m guessing it was number 3.”

Ron’s jaw dropped. “What the fuck? Did your boyfriend tip you off?”

I just shrugged. “I’ve been over here the whole time.”

“I’m right! Oh my god, I was right!” She said, dancing, which made her tits bounce gleefully, delighting the rest of us.

Ron was heartbroken, it was all being taken away from him. Cammie quickly put on her clothes. She shook each guy’s hand in kind of an uncomfortable, “thank you but goodbye,” gesture.

They all filed out, but not before each and every one of them begged her for another turn “someday.” She just politely shook her head. That left her, Ron, and me. I put away my phone.

“I can’t believe this,” he moaned. “How did you not pick four, or five? Four is my cousin, for god sakes, his cock was just like mine, and Irvin, we could’ve been porn cock stand ins for each other!”

“I don’t know, really,” she admitted. “It just tasted like you,” she said softly. She looked at me and said, to my shock. “Now you have to go. There’s one more thing I have to do.”

“What? Why? Are you sure?”

“Yes she’s sure,” Ron snipped.

“Go, I’ll be fiiiine,” she said with a shy smile. “I had to promise him one more fuck, or he wouldn’t have done it.”

“One more fuck, ANY way I want to,” he snarled, still surly from his loss.

“Oh god,” she moaned. “Yes, but not anything that hurts me.”

“You said not anything that hurts you PERMANENTLY,” he corrected.

I knew she was in for a rough fucking. I had to go. I stood outside the door just long enough to hear him make her beg him to spank the shit out of her. I heard the smacks all the way to my car. It was going to be a long night for her.

I didn’t hear from her until Monday evening. She said that Irvin had called her into his office first thing in the morning.

“He said he doesn’t know what to do with me,” she said nervously.

I pointed out that he’d also participated, it wasn’t like he was unsullied.

“I know, but he doesn’t want to fire me, that part he made clear. Oh, and get this, Ron didn’t show up for work, I think he’s going to get himself fired. Probably doesn’t want it getting back to his wife.”

“What does Irvin want, then, exactly.”

I heard a hesitation on the line before I heard her say, “he wants my mouth.”

“What?”

“He heard all about the video and my promises and he wants the same thing.”

“Fuck, no way we’re going through that again,” I said. “So you are going to quit, then?”

“Not…exactly,” she said cryptically. “He wants something else, too. I promised it to him.”

“What? What else does he want?”

“He wants the video I made. You still have it, right? Send it to him, I’ll give you his number.”

“But then he’ll always have that over you!” I protested.

“He already saw me blow four other guys and him. There’s nothing I can hide.”

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They kissed at the corner. She pressed her body up against his, trying to convey her desire and need of him. But he pulled back, hesitating.

“I just don’t think I should come up to your apartment,” he said. “I can’t give you what you’re looking for.”

“All I’m looking for is for satisfaction tonight,” she said. She kissed him again, pulling his tongue into her mouth and sucking on it like she wanted to do to his cock.

His willpower was fading, and after kissing her in return, he lowered his head in defeat as she led him by the hand into her apartment building. In truth, he wanted her just as much as she wanted him.

She cornered him again in the elevator, rubbing her hand over his cloth-covered erection. He moaned in pleasure as she kissed him.

Once she opened the door to her apartment, there were no words. He pressed her up against the wall, letting his desire take over his thoughts, and kissed her back with passion as his hands lifted her top and touched her soft back, his thumbs coming around to caress her breasts.

Her hands were pulling his shirt from his pants, too, needing to feel his skin against hers. He kissed her neck, and her head fell back as she sighed. Her neck was always one of her erogenous zones, and touch or kisses there gave her goosebumps up and down her arms.

She pulled off his shirt and led him into her bedroom. He had already removed her shirt and had lifted one of her breasts from the bra to pull into his waiting mouth.

“Ahh,” she moaned in pleasure. He suckled and lightly bit on her erect nipple, then Gaziantep Escort moved to the other breast.

Not wanting to be outdone, she quickly unclasped his belt and unbuttoned his pants and released his already engorged cock from his boxers.

“Mmm…” She moved quickly down his body, his mouth popping off her nipple, as she kneeled between his legs and sucked his cock into her mouth.

“Ahh…oh, yes,” he sighed in obvious pleasure.

She fondled his balls and moved her other hand in sync with her mouth as she licked and sucked his huge member into her warm, moist mouth. Her mouth moved up and down his cock, and she took as much of it into her mouth as she could. There was still more. She glanced up at him to see him watching her, enjoying the view. She couldn’t wait to get the whole length inside of her body, so she ran her tongue up and down the length of him before again sucking him into her lips. She felt her pussy getting moist.

After hearing a few quick intakes of breath, and not wanting him to come just yet, she slowly stood back up, kissing her pathway up his firm abs, lightly dusted with hair, making her way back to his mouth. He kissed her hungrily, wordlessly showing her what her mouth had done to him as he pressed his fully erect cock against her stomach. His hands removed her pants as she unclasped her bra.

He gently but purposefully pushed her against the bed so he could have access to her whole body. She crawled backwards a bit, giving him room to climb on the bed and crawl after her. He parted Gaziantep Escort Bayan her thighs, curling his hands around them as she threw her head back against the mattress, knowing what was coming and wanting it so badly.

He licked gently at first, then dove his mouth into her depths, licking her lips, sticking his tongue into her opening, and then sucking her clit into his mouth. He moved his hand and put a finger inside her and felt her hips writhe and her sharp intake of breath.

“Oh yes, oh yes,” she encouraged him.

He put another finger inside her and used his fingers to fuck her while his mouth stimulated her clitoris. She felt an overwhelming orgasm overtake her and gripped his head with her hands. Her thighs clenched on either side of his head and he felt her tremble with desire.

As she came down from that high, he kissed up her body and positioned his cock at her entrance. She was so wet from her cum and his mouth, and he easily slipped the head of his cock in. But she was tight, and her body contracted around his presence, and for a moment she thought it would be too much for her to take. She relaxed and let him continue to push in, feeling his cock enter her and fill her with heat. She began to move with him, rubbing her body against his as he moved his hips in and out. She wrapped her legs around his back, and he bent to kiss her passionately again.

His fingers rubbed and pinched her nipple while his other hand held onto her hip, continuing to drive his cock deep inside her. Unable to stop it, Escort Gaziantep she came again, screaming in his ear and clutching at his back and firm ass.

Still weak from the last orgasm, she was temporarily spent and completely relaxed. He flipped her over to her stomach and pulled her hips towards him so she was on her knees. He pushed his pulsing, hot cock back inside her. She was so wet. He rubbed his finger over her entrance where his cock was going in and out and then rubbed the lubrication over her ass. He heard her gasp and felt her pussy clench around him as he teased the tight opening.

She wasn’t sure if she wanted this, but she found it so exciting! But she wanted to ride him, too, so she pulled forward when he pulled back and turned to face him, flipping him to his back.

“Oh yeah, baby, come on, ride me.” he encouraged. She straddled his body and slowly impaled herself on his erection, unable to stop the moan from escaping her lips. She sat upright, and he reached for her breast which was swaying above him as she rode him. He pulled the breast to his mouth, lightly biting the nipple like he knew she liked. She started moaning and moving faster, and he knew she was nearing another orgasm. With his other hand, he reached around her and found her ass still wet. He rubbed the opening and it nearly threw her over the edge. As she continued to escalate her rhythm and moans, he pushed just the tip of his finger inside her tight ass.

Already on the path to another orgasm, she suddenly skyrocketed and felt her pleasure reaching new heights. “Oh my God, oh my God, oh yes.” She couldn’t find words to describe the intense feeling exploding inside her. She opened her clenched eyes and looked into his as he came with her.

“Oh…” was all he said as he pumped his hot come into her. He looked into her eyes and knew he wasn’t over her. He still wanted her.

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I’m staying with my younger brother at the moment until I get a place after my last boyfriend couldn’t handle my sexual proclivities. I liked to role play that I was fucking my brother. It makes me dripping wet and gets me off so hard. I always wanted to fuck my brother ever since I was young. I use to try to tease him hoping he would make a move. I was too scared to make the first move back then. I’d wear low cut shirts and no bra and short skirts with no panties on and drop things so I’d bend over in front of him. I’d wait until he was in the hall after I showered and come out in a little towel barely covering me. I use to get in bed with him at night and cuddle close to him saying I was scared or cold. I’d see that he got hard when I did those things but I couldn’t seem to get him to do anything. Incest is a seriously ground in taboo.

I’m 25 now. I have long red hair, blue eyes, 36c breasts, wear glasses, and I’m not a waif. I’m a big girl but not that big. I have hips and ass and I like it fine. My brother is 24 and really cute. At this point I kind of figured it wasn’t going to happen between us even though I still wanted it badly. It continued to be my main fantasy.

I just got done checking my email and replied to a couple people setting up some appointments. I was really tired as I had just gotten back from some work. I’m an escort and it can be very tiring. I like my work. My family doesn’t know what I do. I don’t feel ashamed of it but I know most people won’t understand Isparta Escort it. I don’t stand on the corner or anything. I work of the internet and I’m careful. I say who, where, what. I don’t do drugs and I don’t have a pimp.

I have always remembered to sign out and close the browser up until now. I was so tired that I forgot. I got in bed and started touching my pussy. I figured I’d cum again before I went to sleep. I was thinking about my brother and was so close when someone burst into my room. It was my brother. He glared at me and saw that I still had my fingers in my pussy.

I didn’t know what he was doing but then he spat out, “So my sister is a whore? You spread your legs for anyone and everyone. You can’t get enough can you? You probably got fucked tonight but here you are fingering your slutty cunt.”

I just laid there shocked then I saw that he had a hard-on and that made me start gushing. He saw me looking at his cock and came towards me saying, “You are a fucking slut aren’t you? You even want your brother’s cock. Well you are going to get it, whore. You are always walking around here wearing almost nothing teasing me and leaving me with blue balls while giving that pussy up to everyone else.”

I was so excited but I was nervous to. I didn’t know what he was going to do. I’d waited for this for so long. He grabbed me by the hair with one hand while removing his pants with the other. He pulled out his cock finally. It was slightly above Isparta Escort Bayan average in length but nice and wide. I wanted it in me so bad. The bed was soaked with my juices already just thinking about it. He pulled my hair with both hands and forced his cock down my throat. He was fucking my face so hard within moments that I was gagging at first but I fucking loved chocking on my brother’s dick. He reached one hand down and started pinching my nipple hard.

“That’s right whore, suck that cock good. I going to feel you up with so much cum before the nights over you won’t be able to stand it. I’m going to cum, sissy. Swallow your brother’s cum now.”

I felt him tense and start shooting his cum down my throat. God I loved it. I came too. I never came without some touching but swallowing my brother’s cum was the hottest thing ever. “You came swallowing my cum didn’t you little whore?”

“Yes I did”

“I knew you wanted it. There’s plenty more for my slut of a sister.”

He pushed me on my back and climbed on top of me. He held my hands down so I couldn’t move and in one swift motion shoved his cock all the way in me.

“God you are so tight. I didn’t think a whore like you would be this tight but fuck this is good. Oh fuck you can squeeze your pussy muscles? I’d heard of girls doing that but never meet one. Yeah fucking squeeze your brother’s cock.”

“Fuck your sister hard. Make me your cumslut. I want to have my brother make Escort Isparta me his whore. I’m cumming. I’m creaming my brother’s cock. Please don’t stop!”

“Take all my cock whore.”

I came so fucking hard I couldn’t see for a minute. He just kept slamming his cock in me. He was being so rough and holding me down and I loved it. I was cumming so hard being my brother’s fucktoy.

“Get on your hands and knees now. When is the last time someone fucked your ass, sissy?”

“I don’t let people do that.”

“Well you are going to let me. I’m going to fuck your ass hard and fill you with my cum.”

I never let people do that but I got so wet thinking about him taking my ass. I wanted my brother to shove his cock in me. I didn’t care where I just wanted it in me. His cock was well lubed from my dripping wet pussy. He put the tip against my asshole and pushed hard. I was really tight but the juices let it slip in easy. It hurt but it felt good too and I loved the idea of it. He shoved it all the way in and held it there for a minute. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back and started fucking my ass hard. I reached under and started rubbing my clit.

“I’m going to cum with you in my ass, brother. Yeah fuck your sister’s tight ass. Make your sissy cum hard.”

“Fuck, I’m going to fill my sister’s ass with my cum. Take it all, whore. I’m cumming!”

It felt so good having my brother cum in my ass. He pulled out and collapsed on the bed. I did too.

“I love you, sissy.”

“I love you too little brother.”

I lay beside him with his cum dripping out of me. I laid my head on his chest and we feel asleep. I dreamt about fucking my brother that night like I did many nights but finally they weren’t futile dreams anymore.

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I’m Becky and I’m 18 years old, I live on a council estate in the north of England and I’m a little bit naughty when it comes to my sexual experiences, this is my first attempt so be nice.

I thought I would share some of them with you.

I get super horny sometimes and just have to fill the urge or it won’t go away. This particular day I woke up aching for sex, it had been a week on my period so I didn’t get any then and another week had passed by and still I had not had a fix. That morning it must have all come back to me at once. From the minute I woke up I was thinking about big hard dicks. I put my hands straight down my panties and started fingering myself, I was getting a moan but not enough to cum, and believe me I needed to cum, the warmth coming from my pussy was red hot. I was banging my fingers up as much as I could to get off but this day it wasn’t enough. I needed that feeling of a bell end opening my lips and rushing up my cunt and being able to feel the tip of a dick right up inside me as I sit on someone’s balls. I needed to be filled up, that’s what it was.

There was a old guy that lived 4 doors down that everybody knew was a dirty old man that liked the younger woman, but I remembered a friend of my mum’s saying in the pub that he used to be good looking and his cock was huge. As soon as that thought entered my head I knew he was going to be a easy person to get to fuck me because he’s a dirty old pervert. Disgusting really but I needed to find a fuck and quick. And I knew he would go for anything with a young girl like me. So I got dressed into some hello kitty panties, then some tracksuit bottoms, a grey and pink sports type bra then a matching tracksuit top.

I headed out, I needed to get seen by this guy in order to start off some communication. I walked by his house a few times but nothing. I could feel I was wet without even touching, the urge to fuck was huge. I felt so horny I would have had sex with anybody. The butterflies in my stomach were a sign that I was a quite scared as well. Kars Escort I still hadn’t been noticed as I stood on the walkway outside our front doors. I reached inside my panties and gave my pussy a little feel, I had tightened up from the lack of sex but was wet as I had been in a long time. I ran my finger between my lips from the back to the front and up my clit, as it slid over my clit covered in the hot wetness my stomach buckled and it felt nice. At that point it was too much. That was it, I needed to be fucked and right now!

I turned around and knocked on his door in the heat of the moment and as I waited for him to come to the door I panicked and didn’t know what to say. The door swung open and there he was, a mid to late 50’s alcoholic looking man with dirty old jeans and a jumper on. My brain was telling me to just run off but my pussy was telling me other things and the pussy was winning easily.

“Have you got a light?,” I said in a silent stuttering manner.

“Yes love,” he replied.

“Wait there, I’ll go get it”

As he entered his flat I heard him shout me in.

“Here, come and use the gas fire it’s already on”

So I walked into the flat. The smell of booze was everywhere, empty cans and cig ends littered the place, it wasn’t a place you would want to be let alone have sex, but that wasn’t an issue. I had to figure out how I could get what I wanted from this man and as quick as possible. I had to bend right down to light my cig on his fire. I could feel his eyes right on my ass as I did it, my panties were poking out the top of my track suit bottoms. I wished he would just yank them down and get to business but I think he thought I would cry rape. If only he knew. When my cigarette was lit I turned to him and said thanks. We had 5 minutes of small talk then I landed him with this:

“My mum’s mate said you have got a big dick?”

After laughing a while, he said

“Well I am quite big actually, but I don’t get to use it much”

“Aww that’s too bad,” I Kars Escort Bayan said.

“Do you want to see it?,” he asked.

“Really?.”

“Course I do,” I said.

“Well if you let me see a bit of you as well I’ll show it to you.”

His mood had changed from apologetic to seedy, because the penny had dropped that I was a dirty girl and had come looking for a easy fuck.

“What do you wanna see?,” I asked

“What’s your name anyway?,” he replied.

“Becky.”

“Becky, I wanna see your legs, tits, ass, oh and definitely your cunt.”

I walked over to him and pulled out my tracksuit bottoms and panties so he could look down the front at my pussy.

“Jesus Christ, that is some fucking sight. How old are you Becky?”

“18”

“God damn, its got to be the youngest I’ve ever seen. Pull them down for me.”

I pulled my bottoms to the knees in front of him and he got right close up looking at my naked pussy.

“Now let me see yours,” I said.

“Ok.”

He stood up and opened his fly and unbuttoned his jeans then flopped out his dick.

“What!!, Oh my God you are huge!”

“I know, told you, but you already knew that didn’t you. Wanna get me hard Becky?”

“God yes.”

The size of this dick in front of me was the fattest, widest piece of dick I had ever seen. The veins looked like they would explode on erection and I couldn’t wait for it to be pumped full of blood and ready to fuck.

“Spread your legs for me Becky, let me see you properly.”

I took off my bottoms and stood with my legs apart while he looked up from underneath, his eyes staring at my naked bottom half.

“You’re fucking wet aren’t you Becky. You’re wet for me,” he said.

What is going on he thought to himself

He couldn’t believe what was happening. Having this 18 year old girl with her pussy out in full view in his dirty front room. It must have been a dream come true for him.

He was sat on the sofa with me stood in front Escort Kars of him, legs open and full of goose bumps down my legs and over excited. He reached forward and touched the inside of my thigh at the very top, he had big hands that almost wrapped all the way round my upper thigh. He told me to turn around so my bum was facing him and he was looking at my pussy from behind. I looked down and could see his fingers curling around my leg and disappearing under my pussy, then I felt a pull on my left pussy lip and it was him opening me up. He was rubbing underneath and spreading me open with his hand then his other hand joined in and within seconds he was rubbing me harder and harder. My knees started to weaken and he knew what this was doing to me. I was holding back a moan because I didn’t want him to think I could be made to cum so easy, but the fact was my pussy was raging and I couldn’t hold it any more. I was coming so hard if felt like I was going gush, then I felt his rough tongue bury itself inside my little hole and his lips sucking on my tiny little pea like clit. I couldn’t stand it any more it was time to just let it happen. I felt a pulse in my pussy like never before from him biting my clit, this sent waves up though my stomach and into my tits. I was holding my boobs and my stomach was shaking. My legs lost all power and I managed to say just one thing:

“Oh fuck!”

My pussy pulsated and contracted at the same time and I felt my pussy suddenly get really hot and sticky, my knees gave way and he held me back up to his face pushing me into his mouth, he yanked at me to pull me closer in.

“CUM!!,” he demanded.

I heard him say, and at that point my orgasm took over my pussy was contracting over and over. I couldn’t stop it sending ripples up my stomach. He let me go and I stumbled forward slightly then hit the floor on my knees with my pussy up in the air still squirming in and out as the pulses shot to my boobs and around my body. I was shaking slightly, I could see him looking at my pussy as it was still contracting in and out as I lay on the floor. While there I looked at him and his dick was out and now fully pumped with blood…To be continued….

This is my first ever story so please give feedback and if you want me to finish I will do ASAP.

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Chloe and Daddy Ch. 02

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It’d had been over a week since John’s hot daughter had sucked him off on the couch. His wife, Janet, had been home more this week and they were getting along, until tonight that is.

He stalked down the hall in long angry strides. He just had another fight with his wife and he was not going to sleep in the same room as that hateful bitch.

He didn’t notice that Chloe had her door open and was watching him until she spoke “Daddy?” she said in a sweet little girl voice.

His angry gaze jerked towards her then instantly softened. “Hey baby girl,” he whispered to her.

“Are you ok daddy?” she asked.

He smiled tiredly down at his petite daughter. “Yes baby I’m fine. Just your mother and I….” His deep voice trailed off and he sighed waving the rest of his comment off with one big hand. “Never mind, baby, nothing you need to worry about.”

Chloe wrapped her arms around him, laying her head against his big hard chest. She snuggled against him happily as his big arms wrapped around her slender frame. She tilted her head to look up at him her long red hair tumbling down her slim back.

Daddy slowly rubbed his daughter’s back with one big hand and she pressed close. Having her so close went a long way towards making his anger dim. Other urges took its place and he drew back.

Chloe pouted when he pulled away. “Go get some rest baby, I’m gonna sleep in the guest room tonight,” he said distractedly.

Chloe grabbed his hand, tugging on it she said: “Daddy you don’t have to sleep in there all by yourself.” She whispered with a smile “You could sleep in here with me.” Her breath quickened as Daddy’s eyes went from distracted to intense in a heartbeat. His gaze turned hot as they slid down over her body. She was wearing a loose nightshirt and from his height, he could see right down the top exposing nearly all of her big tits to his gaze.

She stepped back into her room pulling the nightgown up and over her head. Her all over tan contrasted sexily with the white lace panties, the only thing she was left wearing. Daddy glanced down the hall towards her mom’s room then back at her. She slid her hands over her big tits pushing them together holding them up for his inspection her fat nipples growing hard under his hot gaze.

“Please daddy,” she asked still in that little girl voice.

Daddy groaned under his breath then stepped quickly into her room locking the door behind him.

“You are a bad little girl.” He growled softly his big hands replacing hers on her tits squeezing and kneading them roughly.

She moaned arching into his hands “Ooo, yes daddy, I’m your bad little girl.” She whispered sweetly. “I’ve been thinking about this every day since last week. I want you so much daddy.”

She cried out softly as daddy pinched her fat nipples pulling on them. She was panting her pussy already wet. Chloe reached for daddy’s shirt unbuttoning it so she could run her small hands over his hard chest.

“Oh baby girl I’ve been thinking about it too” daddy said as he knelt in front of her and pulled one of his daughter’s swollen nipples into his mouth. He sucked hard at each nipple in turn while his hands roughly massaged her titties.

He pulled and rolled one of his little girl’s pink, puffy nipples between his fingers, then tugged hard as he pinched down on it making her cry out softly. Daddy kissed her abused nipple, leaving it with his big tongue as his rough fingers gave the other nipple the same treatment.

Daddy spent a long time nursing and palming his daughter’s big titties. Chloe’s head fell back her red hair tumbling past her shoulders and she clutched daddy’s head against her chest pushing her puffy, pink nibbles deeper into his mouth as he sucked.

Daddy finally lifted his head from her tits “Go sit down on the edge of your bed baby.” Chloe bounced eagerly to her bed. Kars Escort Sitting down she spread her legs wide, put her hands on the bed behind her leaning back making her big titties push out towards daddy. “Mmm that’s a good girl” daddy rumbled. Staying on his knees, he moved between his daughter’s legs. Rubbing his big, rough hands over her amazing tits he sucked greedily at her puffy, pink nipples again pulling as much of her tit into his mouth as he could.

He nursed greedily at his daughter’s tits his facial hair scraping against her soft sensitive skin and she panted in lust. As he continued to suck, he slowly stroked downward over her flat belly, sliding his big fingers under the top of her lacy little panties he started to work them down over her full hips.

His horny little girl lifted her hips enough to help him pull them past her firm ass cheeks, to her thighs, and finally down past her knees then off. Chloe was breathing in quick excited little gasps as daddy’s rough hands spread her legs wide. His thumbs rested just shy of touching the bare puffy lips of her wet pussy and she squirmed desperately against his hard grip trying to get him to touch her there.

A sharp cry escaped her as daddy scraped his teeth over her sensitive nipples. He bit down holding onto her nipple with his teeth flicking his tongue back and forth over it rapidly. At the same time, he palmed her sweet cunt grinding the heel of his hand against her clit as he forcefully rammed a big finger into her tight wet hole. Chloe’s cry was loud as he started fucking her with his big finger.

Daddy pulled his mouth away from her tit and said “be quiet baby. If your mother comes to see what you are screaming about we will have to stop. You don’t want that do you?”

Chloe shook her head as she panted in lust. “N-no daddy I don’t want you to stop. I’ll be quieter I promise.”

Daddy smiled. “Good girl. I would love to hear you scream for me baby but I don’t want to have to stop either. You got your daddy’s cock so hard, little girl.”

Chloe moaned softly “Ooo daddy I want to see it! Show me your big cock please!”

“Ok baby scoot up onto the bed,” he replied. She scooted back until she was fully on the bed. Daddy crawled up onto the bed with her pushing her flat onto her back he straddled her rounded hips.

“Take it out for me baby” he told her. She nodded and eagerly reached for his crotch, unfastening his jeans she pushed them and his boxers down at the same time. Daddy’s massive cock flopped out of his clothes smacking her belly with his heavy hard-on and big, swollen balls.

She stared at his big purple cockhead dripping pre-cum onto her flat belly. She kept staring, fascinated with her daddy’s enormous cock. Hi knelt up, moved his body up, his cock sliding up along her belly until that big, fat cockhead poked into her tits. She whimpered as daddy took his cock in his hand and slapped his thick shaft against her titties. Then he rubbed the tip of his cock back and forth over her fat nipples coating them with his dripping pre-cum.

Daddy nestled his cock between the soft valley of his daughter’s big tits. “Squeeze your titties around daddy’s cock baby,” he said hoarsely.

Chloe eagerly pushed her tits together trapping daddy big hot cock between them with a moan. Daddy moaned with her and started pumping his hips fucking the soft tight little hole his daughter’s tits had created. She tilted her head down opening her little mouth so daddy’s fat cockhead slid into her hot wet mouth each time it popped up from between her titties.

“Fuck yeah baby girl. You know how to make daddy happy don’t you!” His voice was filled with lust as he said it. Daddy grunted loudly with each thrust. His hands gripped the headboard hard and his big, hairy nuts slapped against the undersides of her tits.

The soft sounds of daddy’s Kars Escort Bayan nuts slapping against his daughter’s tits filled the room along with their lustful, quiet groans as he titty fucked his little girl. The dripping pre-cum from his big slit quickly drenched the hole formed by her tits wrapped around his fat shaft making it slick and wet letting his cock slide back forth easily.

Chloe and her daddy both were becoming addicted to the depravity of their incestuous acts. Daddy was completely lost to his hot little daughter’s sexy body he wanted to fuck her every way possible. The hot little sounds she made as he slammed his massive cock between her tits and into her mouth was driving him over the edge.

Daddy began thrusting wildly, fast and hard between Chloe’s tits and she knew he was getting close. She pushed her tits as tight as she could around his hot, hard shaft and leaning her head further down sticking her tongue out to get at as much of Daddy’s massive fuck pole in her mouth as possible.

He clenched his teeth hard to muffle his yell as his hot sticky cum shot out the head of his cock and splashed into his daughter’s hot mouth. Another shot of cum spurted all over her big beautiful tits. Daddy dropped his head panting hard above her looking down at his hot little girl covered in his cum.

Chloe grinned up at him. “Mmm… daddy you came so much,” she whispered and brought her tits up to lick off his cum.

He groaned, his semi-hard cock was still resting between her soft tits. He sucked in a sharp breath as his horny little girl slid down taking his cock into her little mouth. She sucked him all the way in her hot mouth to the balls. It was much easier to fit daddy’s huge cock in her mouth since he wasn’t all the way hard.

She started bobbing her head up and down loving the taste of daddy’s big cock and hot cum in her mouth. She felt his cock start to swell again filling her mouth even more and she moaned.

Daddy pulled away rolling onto his back tug his pants all the way off. Chloe chased after her daddy’s big hard cock wrapping her hand around it she pumped it up and down locking her little pink mouth around it sucking desperately. Daddy groaned loudly and pushed her away from his crotch and she pouted at him.

“Hold on baby girl. I want to do something else now.”

He pushed Chloe onto her back again, covering her small body with his big one. Daddy’s fat cock was between her thighs and she wrapped her legs around his hips forcing it against her pussy until her swollen pink lips were wrapped as much as possible around daddy’s thick pole.

Chloe watched her daddy’s face as she started to move, her nails dug into his shoulder as she rocked her body, her wet slippery pussy sliding up and down the shaft of daddy’s big cock, her big tits rubbed his hairy chest scraping her swollen nipples.

“Ah yeah baby fuck! Your little cunt if so fucking wet” Daddy kissed her hard “I want to fuck your little pussy baby. Let daddy put his big hard cock in his little girl, ok?”

She groaned at the thought and nodded frantically. “Yes daddy yes! Please fuck your baby girl’s cunt!”

Daddy kissed her hard again, his tongue filling her mouth as he spread her legs wide. He took his massive 10-inch cock in his hand, rubbing the fat 3-inch head up and down her dripping pink slit. Then he placed the massive tip against her tight little pussy hole. He pressed forward slowly grunting into his daughter’s mouth as he worked his enormous cock into her tiny cunt.

Chloe screamed into daddy’s mouth as his big cock was splitting her pussy open! She bucked and wriggled under him her dripping juices helping daddy to force his way into his little girl’s pussy. Chloe screamed as daddy finally managed to pop his huge cockhead in her little hole making her cum helplessly. Daddy swallowed Escort Kars her screams as he lunged forward managing to get half his swollen shaft up into her little cunt while it was still pulsing from her orgasm.

“Ah fuck baby girl your pussy is so damn tight!” He panted into her mouth as he slowly pushed forward working another fat inch into his daughter’s amazing cunt.

“Mmm daddy you are stretching your little girl’s pussy out with your huge cock. It feels so good daddy! Please give me more of your big daddy cock!” Chloe panted up at him.

Hearing his little girl beg for his cock made him groan and lunge forward again getting nearly all of his 10-inch cock into her wet cunt. ‘Can’t fucking believe I’m fucking my own daughter! And it’s so fucking good. I’m sick for loving this so much,’ he thought. Though he didn’t really want to admit it he knew deep down that because it was his daughter, it just made it better. He couldn’t remember anything getting him as hot as the incest he’d been committing with his little girl.

Daddy grabbed her hips and slammed forward hard finally getting his full long, thick cock into his daughter’s tight pink pussy. He groaned as his heavy balls slapped against her firm round ass. He could feel his massive cockhead butting her cervix. He quickly slapped his hand over her mouth as she started to scream. Her sexy green eyes wide and filled with lust stared up at him above his hand.

He moved his hand and whispered to her “you have to be quiet, ok baby?”

Chloe nodded. “Yes daddy, I know, I’m sorry. I couldn’t help it! Your big cock feels so good, my pussy is so full! Please, please fuck me daddy! I’ll be quiet I promise!” Daddy’s cock throbbed inside his little girl’s pussy and he groaned softly as she begged for more of his cock.

He hooked his hands under his daughter’s knees lifting them up then spreading her open wide. He looked down to where her beautiful, tiny, pink pussy was stretched around his massive shaft. It was almost enough to make him cum right then. He swallowed his own loud groan and slowly pulled back his hips watching his cock slide out glistening wet from his daughter’s pussy juices. He pulled back until just his massive head was still inside her cunt then slammed back in hard.

He grunted in satisfaction as his baby girl quickly put both of her hands over her mouth to muffle her cries of pleasure. He watched her eyes roll back in her head and her tits bounce as he pumped in and out of her hot wet cunt with his thick hard cock fast and deep.

Daddy felt Chloe buck and twist under him as if desperate for more of his fat cock. Finally, he grabbed her hips with his big hands pinning her to the bed as he continued to pound into her. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled the room again even louder this time as daddy rode his daughter’s cunt mercilessly until she came her juices drenching his thick meat.

“Oh fuck baby!” daddy whispered urgently as he felt his little girl cum again. Her cunt muscles milked his big cock squeezing so tight he had to struggle to keep thrusting.

“Fuck baby I’m gonna cum in your hot little pussy!” he threw his head back grunting forcefully as he jammed his massive cock into his daughter’s fuck hole one last time as his hot jets of cum erupted violently from his balls to fill her up ‘ahhh fuck! fuck! I’m cumming in my daughter’s cunt!’ he thought. His harsh grunts filled the room as spurt after spurt of white cum poured into his daughter’s bare pussy from his hairy nuts.

Daddy slumped down onto the bed his hard, hairy chest heaving as he fought to get his breath back. Chloe snuggled into his side curling her slim naked body against his. He knew what they were doing was very wrong. That fucking his sexy young daughter was incest, but that was the best sex he had ever had. And wrong or not, he wasn’t going to stop.

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From the Writer: Thanks for reading this story and to those who read chapter one. I appreciate all the comments I’ve received and hope to hear more from my readers. Hope my story turns you all on as much as it does me.

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Caught By Mummy

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All characters in this story are 18+

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The lights are out, everyone has long since fallen asleep, everyone except you. You sit in the dark peering out your window towards the neighbours’ house, waiting silently to see if she will forget to close the blinds again. Your cock is already in your hand and you toy with it absentmindedly as you think about last night, how you watched her take off her school uniform and stand in front of her mirror, squeezing her perky little teen tits up, trying to make them look full and womanly. The more you think about it the harder you become, you imagine what it would be like to fuck her, what all the boys at school would think if you took her into the toilets and fingered her for everyone to see.

She wears her skirt shorter than all the other girls, you know she would be the type of girl that would love to let all the boys feel inside her tight wet little pussy after you invaded her with your fingers. You start stroking your cock, imagining you had her bent over the sink and you were Isparta Escort ploughing into her tight little hole whilst the boys cheered you on and the girls whispered to each other, calling her a slut and a filthy whore. You start muttering under your breath, cheering yourself on, lost in your wild fantasy about the girl next door.

You don’t even have time to register it. The harsh slap of her hand against your naked buttocks stuns you momentarily as she pulls you onto her lap and lines you up for another spanking.

“Don’t EVER let me catch you doing that again you dirty little fuck!”

Mummy hits you again and you feel your cheeks turning red and your face burn with humiliation.

“Sneaky little pervert, peeping on girls through their windows at night time, what the fuck is wrong with you?!”

You try to wiggle away from her but she holds you firmly on her lap, leaning over you so her heavy breasts are pressed tight against your back. You can feel her hard nipples brushing against Isparta Escort Bayan your back through the flimsy nightgown she is wearing. You let out a worried groan as you realise your cock is dripping all over her bare legs, Mummy notices too and she takes a firm hold of your shaft and rubs it against the wetness on her leg.

“What the fuck is this?”

You whimper slightly at the menacing tone in her voice but your cock betrays you, throbbing into Mummies hand as she rubs your sticky pre cum into her beautiful soft legs. She lets go of you in disgust and brings her hand back up to your tender arse cheeks, you wince at the thought of her smacking you again but she doesn’t seem to be raising her hand.

“If spankings don’t work anymore, we are going to have to find another way to make you think again about such perverted behaviour.”

Mummy spits on your lower back, you feel it slowly leak down as she uses her finger to rub the wetness around your tight little hole. One time you were Escort Isparta touching yourself in bed at night you slipped the tip of your finger in and you came so hard and fast you were too scared to do it again, you are so scared that she’s going to put her finger in there and you will flood her lap with your cum. Then she would know just how perverted you really are.

“ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH”

Without warning Mummies finger slide inside your rectum, you scream and try to jump forward but she holds you down and roughly violates you with those beautiful hands that she places on Daddies cheek every morning.

“Mummy nooooo, please stop, I’m going to…oh god…mummmmyyyyy!”

Mummies fingers press hard on a spot inside you and you lose all control, you explode your hot sticky mess all over her, grinding yourself against her as you gush all over her, spurt after spurt, you didn’t know you could cum this much and it just keeps on coming. You let out a small whimper as you finish emptying yourself and you begin to go soft. Mummy pulls you into her lap and strokes your hair, she’s so soft and warm and you breathe in her familiar scent and feel safe. She softly touches your cheek and guides you to look at her as she places a kiss on your forehead.

“No more peeping on girls, I’m going to teach you how to satisfy a woman.”

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Changing Rooms Ch. 03

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Note to readers: This being the third chapter it may be hard to come in cold, please read 1 and 2 and I hope you enjoy. Thank you.

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A thunderstorm was coming. Rolling in from the sea and illuminated by the city lights, the clouds looked heavy and menacing. Yet they were all bluster, there would be no rain, no damage. The real hurricane was named Amanda and she was approaching from the west. If she took the company’s jet she’d be here in the morning. More likely it would be commercial, business class and early afternoon when she darkened our door.

I sat with my head rested against my mother’s bare stomach as she stood between my spread legs out on the balcony. She casually stroked the back of my head and I in turn caressed the backs of her stockinged legs. It was all she wore. Her smooth pubic mound merely inches below my jaw, I looked up through her cleavage at her caring, reassuring face now smiling down at me.

“How can you be so unfazed?” I asked, “She could ruin everything.”

“She can’t ruin us, she won’t change the way I feel about you Daniel,” she replied, still stroking my hair.

“I know, nor me but my job, your job. We..” She cut me off mid sentence.

“From what I’ve learned about you tonight honey, you can get another job,” she interjected. “It won’t come to that though, I’m sure it’ll all work out.”

From such small actions, such large consequences can occur. One kiss at a basketball game and what had seemed to be the perfect evening had turned into potential disaster, how could my mother be so nonchalant?

Mother broke the hold between us and walked to the rail of the balcony. Looking out at the electricity laden clouds she continued, “And I won’t let this night be ruined by anyone Daniel.”

She grasped the rail with one hand and leaned her body forward, presenting her bottom to me. With the other hand she reached behind and spread her right cheek, providing an unrestricted view of her anus and glistening vagina. “Now come and show your mother how much you love her baby!”

It wasn’t an invitation, it was a demand and I needed no further prompting. I crawled to her behind and took over the spreading of her bum cheeks, allowing her to clasp the rail with both hands. Her feet spread shoulder width, I had easy access to her sex and began by kissing then sucking the hood over her clitoris. My tongue found her jewel and began it’s rhythmic stimulus, my nose pressed firmly between the folds of her labia.

“My ass Daniel. Lick mommy’s ass!” She implored and I responded, slurping my way up to her tight little sphincter and poking my tongue inside. “Mmm, you like that don’t you baby? You love licking mommy’s bumhole!” I didn’t reply but instead responded by pressing my index finger to her opening and slid it deep, replacing my tongue which went back to feeding from her pussy.

My finger deep inside her ass and my face in her cunt I pulled my throbbing cock from the fly of my pants and began jerking off. She must have been watching me from above as she almost shouted down at me, “Oh yes Danny wank your dick. Wank for Mommy, baby.”

This couldn’t go on. I was so horny I felt with a few more strokes I’d cum and waste my sperm all over the floor of the balcony. Mom must have sensed it and calmly spoke down to me, “Put it in my ass son!”

I’d heard correctly. My mother was asking me to fuck her in the ass. I don’t know about you, but I do what my mother tells me. I stood to attention and holding my penis, slid it’s head and engorged length through the outer folds of my mom’s wet pussy for lubricant. When the tip of my cock made contact with her anus I watched as she puckered it out as though it were a mouth, blowing a kiss to my manhood. Ever so slowly I entered my mother’s asshole and she accepted her son’s dick with a sigh, followed by a moan of pleasure.

I was unsure whether my mom had experienced anal before that moment but if she hadn’t, she handled it like a pro. I pushed fully into her, only stopped by the contact of our bodies, then just as slowly pulled out. Her sphincter gripped my cock tightly as I swayed my hips back and forth against her supple buttocks.

Mom was holding onto the rail with one hand now, the other grasping at her breast and pinching on a nipple. Lightning lit up the city, closely followed by the crack of thunder. I stood her up to vertical and turned her face to me to enable us to kiss. Her tongue stuck out, I sucked on it as I masturbated her clit from the front.

“Fuck Mom, I’m gonna cum,” I breathed into her ear and she squeezed her asshole around my cock as I flooded her rectum with shot after shot of jism.

I didn’t want to pull out, so as gracefully as possible I lifted her and stepped the few feet back to the outdoor setting and reclined in an armchair, her on my lap, my softening cock inside her ass. Another lightning flash and boom thundered the sky. “See, that was beautiful Daniel and now you’ve provided fireworks. I told you nothing could ruin this Kars Escort night! More champagne baby?”

We took a taxi home the next morning. I checked my e-mails and call register and no one else had seemed to have seen the “basketball incident.” We were both a little hungover and I was still fretting over the looming arrival of Amanda. Why my mother was still so dismissive of her relevance I couldn’t figure but when she suggested we go for a jog together to relieve some stress and recover from the alcohol, I agreed. And why wouldn’t I when I saw what she’d be wearing?

I’d forgotten many of the clothing items we’d ordered together online, yet the active wear I’d especially been hanging out to see. It was worth the wait. Her grey mid-calf tights clung to her bottom like a second skin and from the front gave her the most perfect of cameltoes. My mind harked back to the swimwear store and the young salesgirl. In comparison my mother would win hands down and as opposed to then, on this occasion I knew my mother wasn’t wearing panties underneath. She wore a black sports bra and a light pink crop top, her hair in a pony tail, she could’ve been a fitness model.

Mom regularly exercised and was able to match the pace I set her. Mid-run we slowed to a walk to hold hands, talk and occasionally kiss, as other joggers and couples passed us. “Do you feel any better baby?” She asked as we neared a cafe and public toilet block. I placed an arm around her waist and drew her in alongside me as we strolled.

“A little Mom, but to be honest. Walking along with you, dressed like that. I just feel horny!”

“Oh Daniel, do you really think I look pretty?” She asked. Was she fishing for compliments?

“Are you kidding Mom? Look around, you’re hotter than all of these girls,” I praised.

“And you’re horny?” She asked. Where was she going with this? I didn’t have long to wait for an answer. Taking my hand again, she led me towards the women’s toilets.

At the door she let go of my hand and walked in alone. After only seconds she returned, took my hand again and led me inside and into the closest cubicle. The door closed she pushed me back against it and went down to her knees pulling my shorts down with her. My hardening cock now in view, she wrapped her hand around it, lifted and began sucking my heavy testicles.

Footsteps entered the toilets and my mother looked up at me and placed her index finger to her lips in a hushing gesture. She then took my cock in her mouth and worked her magic up and down my shaft. Female voices exchanged laughs and then someone entered the cubicle adjacent to us and the door closed. I heard a toilet seat being lifted and then momentarily the hiss of her pissing into the toilet bowl all the while talking to her friend. I held the back of my mother’s bobbing head as toilet paper was ripped from the holder and then a flush. The next women entered and the scene played out again.

The situation seemed ridiculous. I didn’t recall ever even being in a women’s toilet before and here I was, not only listening to the sound of these women urinating but also being given head by my own mother. The moment was too much and with the second flushing of the toilet I pumped my mother’s mouth full of cum. I lifted her to her feet and kissed her mouth, tasting a mixture of my remaining unswallowed cum and her saliva.

“Now surely you’re feeling better baby?” She asked.

“I am Mom. Much better thank you,” I replied.

We’d showered and I suggested what I’d like to see Mom wear. White pantyhose without panties, a short denim skirt with white top and bra. Late afternoon I’d opened a bottle of white wine for my mother and I was sipping on a scotch. The black Mercedes pulled into the driveway behind my Range Rover and I watched at the window as Amanda eased her way out of the back seat. She mentioned something to the driver and he began backing out as she turned and approached our front door. I felt like a kid in school who’s just been caught cheating on a test. Sitting outside the principals office, awaiting the punishment.

Mom and I both answered the doorbell when it rang.

“Ah, the happy couple!” Amanda stated and not waiting to be asked, entered the hall and made her way to the lounge. Mom looked at me, shrugged and we followed her into the house. Amanda was dressed in a tight, grey, high waisted pencil skirt with black stockings and heels. She wore a black leather cropped jacket which she removed to reveal a light blue silk cami, her blonde hair had been cut short since I’d last seen her and to sum up, she looked incredible. Divorce seemed to have treated her well.

Amanda took up her position, cross-legged on the couch and my mother joined her at the other end, leaving a respectable distance between them. To break the few moments of uncomfortable silence, I suggested drinks and scurried off to the kitchen.

As I returned, my mother and Amanda immediately ceased talking in a hushed tone and I wondered at the discussion Kars Escort Bayan that may have been taking place.

“Did I interrupt something?” I asked, handing Amanda her regular gin and tonic and my mother a wine.

“Small talk Daniel,” Amanda replied. “It’s what grown-ups do!”

Here we go I thought, let the fireworks begin. I took a swig of my scotch for courage and seated myself on a facing sofa.

“I say ‘grown-ups’ Daniel because it seems you’ve not been acting very maturely of late have you?” Amanda sniped. “My god Daniel, from what I, we, saw on the television you behaved like a horny teenager. Did you really think you’d get away with that? Were you even thinking?”

I sat there unspeaking as she continued to berate me, I say ‘me’ as well, as she was yet to focus any of her assault on my mother.

“My god, the embarrassment you’ve caused me. Oh and I’ve heard of this new job of yours. Imagine the reaction from your future workmates if it was to emerge you’re in an incestuous relationship with your own mother!” How she had learned so quickly of my new job, I didn’t know but I let it pass.

“We’re not doing any harm.” I feebly attempted to argue.

“No harm? What about to my reputation? That I was married to a dirty little ‘motherfucking’ panty sniffer!”

Panty sniffer? What the fuck had she meant by that? I looked at my mother who seemed to stifle a smile as I met her gaze. What was with that?

“You’re going to have to do a serious amount of ass kissing to get out of this Daniel.” Amanda continued. With the last comment her tone had softened.

“What do you mean ‘ass kissing?’ Who’s ass, yours?” I asked, somewhat confused as to how the conversation was progressing.

“Well yes, mine,” she turned to my mother. “Madeline’s.”

“What, Mom’s? What is this, what are you talking about Amanda?” I asked, now totally lost.

Amanda turned to my mother and asked, “Do you think he’s had enough?”

My mom smiled back at her and then looked at me with an incredibly cheeky expression, “I think so,” she replied. “Have you had enough baby?”

I had no idea what was going on, one minute I was being browbeaten by my ex-wife, the next seeming to be made sport of by two sexy women. “What the fuck is going on?” I asked the room.

“Daniel, language.” Both women responded in unison.

“Oh Daniel, I’m sorry,” Amanda continued. “The truth is I don’t care what you do with Madeline. I’m happy for you both. Just because we’re not married doesn’t mean I don’t love you and want the best for you.”

I was flabbergasted. I looked to my mother who had made her way across the couch and now sat next to Amanda. “You were in on this?” I asked her.

“Daniel, what I confessed to you the other day, I confessed to Amanda years ago. The night in the hot tub and what happened after. I had to, I couldn’t live with myself. She knew there was something going on,” my mother reasoned.

Amanda chimed in, “You can blame me Daniel. After Madeline told me what she’d done, I forgave her but made her promise to never speak of it again. Who was I to judge the feelings of a mother for her son? I certainly wasn’t happy about it but I can understand how she must have felt towards you.”

“Mom told you everything?” It was starting to come clear just what was afoot here, “So that’s why you called me a panty sniffer?!”

Amanda laughed at this and placed a hand on my mother’s pantyhosed leg. “She’s told me everything Daniel. Although I don’t know about what’s been happening lately.” She looked at my mother, “Has he been treating you well Madeline.”

“Well actually, now that you mention it, he does spank me!” She replied.

“Oh Daniel, you don’t!” Amanda looked at me and casually stroked my mother’s thigh. “You spank your own mother?”

“He does,” my mother went on. “He does other things too!”

It was dawning on me what was happening. Them sitting so close together, Amanda caressing my mother’s thigh. Mom beginning to talk about our sex life. I didn’t know whether they had organized this somehow or it was a spontaneous situation but something was about to happen. Something I’d imagined nearly ten years before, something wonderful.

“He does things to my bottom!” My mother stated.

“Oh my, sweety,” Amanda responded, putting a comforting arm around my mother and continuing to run her hand up and down her thigh, inching higher with each stroke. “What does he do?” Amanda looked at me as my mother continued.

“He kisses it and puts his thing in it! He takes my panties too, and chastises me if I’m wearing the wrong ones.” Mom seemed to be relishing the chance to tell Amanda the things we’d done and I couldn’t deny any of it, it was all true. Their faces had edged closer and Amanda’s hand had finally made it’s way beneath my mother’s skirt.

“He makes me masturbate in front of him!” My mother exclaimed. And that was it. Their lips came together and immediately tongues were thrust Escort Kars into the others mouth. My mother was making out with another women directly in front of me, as I just sat there mouth agape.

My mother’s denim skirt rode up around her hips and Amanda’s right hand dug it’s way inside her pantyhose to molest her pussy. Mom groped at Amanda’s breasts and was soon fumbling to remove her silk cami from over her head, to reveal her black lace bra. I decided it was time to loose my rock hard cock from my pants, pulling them down mid thigh and began stroking to the lesbianism playing out before me.

Mom’s top was next to come off followed by her skirt, leaving her dressed only in a white bra and pantyhose, no panties. Amanda saw this as her moment and unzipped her skirt, removing it as well. The two women were dressed as opposites. Mom all in white, Amanda in black pantyhose with matching bra and thong. Looking at them now they could’ve been mother and daughter, or more likely sisters. I suddenly realized that maybe why I’d been attracted to Amanda in the first place was due to her resemblance to my mother. Mom was next to move, pushing Amanda backward upon the couch and laying atop her, kissing passionately, their breasts pressing against each other and crotches joined at the pussy. If I had been forgotten, I didn’t mind. I would’ve been happy just jerking off in the corner but finally Amanda looked across to me then back to my mom, “Maybe we should take this to the bedroom.”

I took off all my clothes and with Amanda holding my cock whilst I kissed my mother we made our way to mom’s room. The two women climbed upon the bed and positioned themselves side by side at the bedhead, their backs to me. “Time for that ass kissing I was talking about Daniel,” Amanda ordered and I moved behind her and began by kissing each of her buttocks through her pantyhose, whilst caressing my mother’s ass. Looking at my mother Amanda added, “He’s quite good at it isn’t he?”

“Oh, it gets better!” Mom replied and I pulled down each of their pantyhose at the same time. Spreading Amanda’s bum cheeks I nuzzled my nose and mouth into her anus and began my lapping, whilst fingering my mother’s pussy and asshole concurrently. I momentarily looked up to see them kissing each other and I don’t think I’d ever felt so horny in my life.

I wanted a part of it. I turned them both around and joined in a three-way kiss, sharing the taste of my ex-wife’s anus with the two of them. With their pantyhose down mid-thigh I fingered both of their pussies whilst each had a hand around my penis.

Mom was the first to get fucked. I’d got her naked and was fucking her missionary style whilst Amanda sat on her face, grinding her cunt into my mother’s nose and mouth. I didn’t want to cum so soon so I changed positions and ended up fucking Amanda from behind while she ate out my mother. It was probably the best position for viewing. I spread Amanda’s ass cheeks and watched my cock slide in and out of her slick pussy, probing her tight asshole above it with my index finger. Then I could look up at my mother laying on her back, legs spread wide, massaging her breasts as Amanda slurped on her clit.

I slid two fingers into Amanda’s ass and could feel my cock through the interior wall of her rectum. I could see Amanda was now finger fucking my mother as well as sucking her clitoris and the look on my mother’s face told me what was about to happen. When the squirting began Amanda pulled her head back with a surprised shriek and began flicking her fingers across my mother’s clit to prolong the orgasm, splashing her fluid across her thighs and the sheets. I wouldn’t hold out much longer either, so I pulled out of Amanda, pushed her down next to my mother and moved over them, placing my cock between their faces.

I wanted Amanda to cum as well and began fingering her pussy as they both licked and sucked on my cock. Curling my fingers inside her she began her orgasm and I used this as the impetus to cum as well. I took hold of my cock and with my mom and Amanda kissing below me, I began shooting my load over their faces. Jets splattered across their chins, noses, cheeks, they opened their mouths and I delivered cum onto their awaiting tongues, which they in turn shared, kissing with my cock between them.

We lay entangled together in bed and my mother and Amanda confessed they’d spoken a number of times over the years and even in the last week without my knowledge. I didn’t feel betrayed. Both these women loved me and I in turn loved them. Amanda and I knew we wouldn’t get back together and she was content now that Mom and I were a couple.

Amanda called for her car the next morning and she left us with her blessing and a directive to visit if we were ever in her city. As she departed she shouted from the rear window, “Oh and invite me to the wedding!” And with that she was gone.

Holding my mother from behind at the open front door I kissed her on the ear, “Well that’s something to think about,” I stated.

“What? Marriage? Oh Daniel we couldn’t, could we?” She laughed. As she did so the next door neighbors car, with four occupants pulled out of their drive and as they departed a woman in the passenger seat waved to my mother, who waved back.

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Carrie’s Comeuppance

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Author’s note: This is a continuation of my Best Friends series. If you have not done so, I strongly recommend you read Best Friends Ch. 03 in the “Toys and Masturbation” section. Enjoy and Please vote.

It was difficult to guess just how Sarah had planned to pull it off, but she had implied that she wanted to bring her 24 year-old daughter, Carrie, over so that I could introduce her to “chaining”. In my thoughts, I had tried to anticipate every possible approach Sarah had in mind. I needn’t have bothered, because what actually transpired was not in any of the scenarios I had envisioned.

What I knew for certain, was that Carrie’s contempt for me was equaled in the visa-versa. Carrie was a spoiled rotten little bitch that treated her mother like shit. Carrie’s world revolved around Carrie, and when things didn’t go Carrie’s way, she berated her mother until mother would finally give in. It had been that way since Carrie was 5 years old.

I also knew that it had been 30 years since I have dipped my fingers into a twenty-year old pussy and if it happened, it would probably be the last time. Being a good Boy Scout, I got prepared. The chain I had purchased for Sarah was cleaned, inspected carefully for any rough mill marks, and sanitized. I had also prepared a towel, plastic bag to protect the carpet, a bowl and a tube of lubricant. With those items placed at the ready, I set up the video camera, out of sight, on a shelf in the corner of the living room. I showered, dressed in a tee shirt and boxers, and awaited their arrival.

Things went badly right from the get-go. Sarah had to practically drag Carrie out of the car when they arrived. Once inside, Carrie let me know that she had a date and they weren’t going to be staying long. Sarah ignored her daughter, poured a glass of wine for the three of us and took a seat in the living room.

Carrie grew immediately impatient. “You don’t have time for socializing. What are you, Deaf? I told you I need to get home!” Carrie was standing in the middle of the room with her hands on her hips and glaring at her mother.

“Relax, Carrie.” I injected.

“You stay out of this!” The little bitch barked at me.

Sarah ignored her daughter, she had spied the length of chain on the coffee table. “Is that for me?” She said with a gleam in her eye.

Following Sarah’s lead, I replied. “Sure is, it’s a bit longer that the other, but I think you can handle it.” I guessed that Sarah was trying to spur Carrie’s curiosity about the chain, but it didn’t work.

“If you’re going to sit there and talk about a chain, give me the fucking car keys! I’m going home!”

“George gave me the most incredible orgasm with a chain, yesterday, I was hoping to have him do the same for you.” So much for being subtle.

Now at this point a simple “NO” would have sufficed and it would have ended right there, but that was not Carrie’s style. “You what?” She screamed. “What a pathetic old cow you are! Can’t get a real cock stuck in that shriveled old cunt of yours, so you need a chain. What a fucking whore you are! Jesus, I can’t believe you, Dad is right, you are a slut. If you think for a half a minute I am going to let that disgusting mother fucker over there (she pointed at me, I told you she loved me) get any where near me with a chain or anything else, not only are you pathetic, but you’re crazy, too! No thanks! I can still get a real man. I’m getting the car keys and getting the fuck out of here!” Her tirade complete, Carrie turned and began to leave the room.

Whether it was reference to Sarah’s ex-husband (who was a useless drunk), the names she called her mother, or years of pent-up frustration or a combination of all doesn’t really matter, despite the cause, the effect was the same. Sarah jumped up from her seat, grabbed the exiting Carrie from behind and with a move a Judo expert would be proud of, swept Carrie off her feet, causing both to fall onto the floor. Carrie landed on her back, with her mother on top of her.

Sarah tried to use the initial shock of the tackle to her advantage. She tried to grab her daughter’s arms and roll her onto her back.

“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?” Carrie screamed.

Sarah didn’t answer, she conserved the energy for the struggle and she continued to try getting a hold of Carrie’s now flailing arms.

“YOU CRAZY BITCH!” Carrie screamed and with a burst of strength managed to shove her mother off of her and get to Hatay Escort her feet.

Sarah recovered and grabbed the top of her daughter’s skirt, ripping it.

“YOU CRAZY CUNT,” Carrie yelled. “I PAID EIGHTY BUCKS FOR THIS SKIRT.”

The daughter no longer tried to get away, but went on the offensive. Sarah was wearing a denim dress. Carrie grabbed the shoulder straps and tried to roll her mother off of her, but the thread holding the snaps gave away and Carrie found herself holding just the straps and lost the leverage.

Sarah managed to get her hands wrapped around Carrie’s wrists, and pin the girl’s arms on the floor. Carrie kicked and bucked, and managed to twist her head and bit her mother’s arm. Sarah’s hand released Carrie’s wrist, giving Carrie the chance to land a solid slap on the older woman’s face.

Trying to regain the advantage, Sarah grabbed the front of Carrie’s blouse, but the buttons on it ripped off, exposing a lacy bra, that was ripped away with Sarah’s next grab.

Both mother and daughter are of equal height- just a little over five feet. The daughter, however, at maybe ninety pounds, gave up about twenty pounds to her mother. It was the weight difference and rage-fueled adrenaline that gave Sarah the final advantage. After three or four minutes of grappling, clothes ripping and clawing, the mother managed to get her daughter rolled over. She then sat on her daughter’s back, facing the girl’s feet. As soon as Sarah got the girl pinned, she collected Carrie’s arms and placed them under her own knees. The only thing Carrie had left to fight with, was her legs, but all she could do with them was hit air.

Both women were panting from the exertion, but that didn’t stop Carrie from screaming oaths and epitaphs at her mother. She only stopped her verbal barrage when the weight of her mother on her chest made it difficult for her to breathe.

Red-faced and out of breath, Sarah rested a moment, while maintaining her perch. Turning her head, she said. “I’ve thought for a long time, that you’ve needed a good spanking and fucking. Well, now’s the time!”

Carrie tried to speak, but her mother shifted her weight, causing only a grunt from the daughter.

Sarah grabbed the tattered remains of Carrie’s tropical print dress and ripped it the rest of the way off. The dress was the wrap around type, which tied at the waist. Sarah ripped the heavier material from the top of the dress, freed one of Sarah’s arms, tied the cloth around it, then grabbed the other arm and securely tied the two arms together behind her back.

Once Sarah was assured that Carrie’s arms were securely bound, she slid off of her back. Feeling the change, Carrie tried to roll in the opposite direction. Her move was rewarded with a hard slap on her ass, forcing her back onto her stomach.

Sarah’s actions had taken me by complete surprise. When the wrestling match first began, my initial reaction was to intervene, but I immediately thought better of it. Seeing the determination on Sarah’s face made me realize that this was something that the woman had to do. She knew that the little bitch needed to be put in her place, and only she could do it-albeit a little late. I sat back and decided that I would only step in if either of the women was going to be seriously injured or my property was going to be damaged.

When Sarah had finally managed to pin her daughter, Carrie’s head was pointing at me and Sarah’s back was blocking my view. When she rolled off, I was treated to a clear view of Carrie’s cute, little, firm ass. The fabric of her thong underwear disappeared between two perfectly shaped, bare cheeks-each not much larger than my own hand.

I wasn’t certain that Sarah would follow through with her threat of spanking, but her first blow on her daughter’s naked cheeks, removed all doubt.

Carrie’s reaction to the first blow was another vitriol of oaths. Then she said, “When I get away, I’m going to call the cops and have your flabby ass sent to jail.”

The words sent a chill through my spine. Carrie was an adult and what Sarah had just done and was going to continue to do, was nothing short of assault. And if she followed through with her promise of a “good fucking”, the cops would add rape to the growing list of felonies. I looked over at the video camera, and made certain that the little red light was blinking. At least I would have proof that I had not been involved.

Sarah Hatay Escort Bayan ignored her daughter’s threat, and landed another blow-followed by three more, each harder than the last. Carrie was no longer talking, but crying in pain. Three solid spanks later, her defiance was gone and she was pleading, between sods, for her mother to stop. She didn’t.

“I should have done this years ago!” Sarah exclaimed, just before landing another spank.

“It’s time you learn a little respect!” Another spank. The girls’ cheeks were now a bright crimson and decorated with a number of raised welts.

Carrie’s sobbing, became a full cry and scream with the new blows. I had seen enough. Just as Sarah wound up for another blow, I grabbed her wrist. Sarah’s head turned, her anger now focused on me. Tears were flowing from her eyes.

“I thinks she’s had enough,” I said softly.

Sarah looked at the result of her handy work on her daughter’s ass. “I suppose you’re right. But, I am not done, yet.” She got to her feet. “Don’t move!” She commanded Carrie.

Without the benefit of the shoulder straps, Sarah’s dress puddled around her feet when she stood. She simply stepped out of it and kicked it aside. She was not wearing underwear, and I immediately noticed her clit protruding prominently from her labia lips. Strangely, the confrontation had aroused her and a quick inventory check made me realize I was aroused, as well.

Sarah collected the chain, lube, towel and plastic I had set out. She then reached into her purse and pulled out a vibrator she had brought with her. The she walked back to her sobbing daughter, and instructed her to roll over and spin around. Carrie didn’t immediately honor her request, so Sarah threatened her with another spanking.

With her hands still bound, it was difficult for Carrie to comply, but eventually, she managed the task. Mercifully, her bound arms kept her tender buttocks from touching the floor.

Sarah grabbed the sides of Carrie’s underwear and began pulling them down. Carrie squeezed her legs together in protest. Sarah pinched a welted cheek-Carrie screamed. “Don’t push me,” Sarah said. “You can spread those legs for your worthless boyfriends, you can spread them for your mother.”

Long gone was Carrie’s resistance, but she tried to plead. “Please, mommy. Please don’t do this.” She sobbed. (From “cunt” to “mommy” in less than five minutes. Ah, the power of a good spanking!)

Sarah tugged again, and Sarah, not wanting another pinch, loosened her thighs and her thong was removed and tossed in my direction.

“Please, no mommy. Please.” Carrie kept pleading to her mother’s deaf ears.

Without ceremony, mother grabbed her daughter’s legs, bent them at the knee and spread them. I was looking directly straight at the twenty-four year old snatch. All but a small little patch of hair directly above her slit was neatly shaved.

Sarah placed the chain in the bowl, squeezed a bunch of KY into the bowl and mixed the two together. She didn’t bother to pre-lubricate her daughter’s vaginal lips, but immediately began to insert the chain.

Carrie may have inherited her mother’s petite frame, but she did not inherit her mother’s huge cunt. Each link had to be forced through her tight hole. I tried to count the links, as they were inserted, but it was difficult to concentrate. At some point, I had removed my rigid member from my boxers and, mindlessly, began to stroke it. By the time Sarah had stuffed as much of the heavy chain Carrie could accept, all I could do is guess how much was inside by the amount left outside-she had taken less than two feet.

The daughter’s pleading stopped after the first few inches of chain were pushed into her, and her sobbing had ceased as well-both replaced by the soft “mews” of pleasure. Each new link her mother fed into her was greeted with a rock of her pelvis.

Satisfied that her daughter’s vagina was filled to the limit, Sarah took the vibrator and began passing it up and down the girl’s slit. Carrie’s pelvis rocked in unison with the movement of the vibrator, and her moans of pleasure became louder. When Sarah sensed the Carrie was close to orgasm, she ceased.

“Don’t stop, Mommy. Please, don’t stop.”

Just as she had ignored her daughter’s earlier pleas, she ignored these. She took the other end of the chain and began sticking it in Carrie’s anus.

“NO! Not in my ass!”

“Never Escort Hatay had anything stuffed up your ass?”

“No, mommy. Please, don’t.”

Sarah stopped. “Well, I think we should let George have some fun.”

“NO! Please!” The girl whimpered.

Sarah looked at me. Without saying a word, I begged off of the invitation. Sarah ignored my response.

“George, you must have some wonderful little toy we can stick in this little ass.”

I went to the bedroom and retrieved a small butt plug. Sarah was tormenting her daughter with the vibrator when I returned. Carrie was again pleading for her mother to make here come. As before, Sarah stopped the stimulation when the girl was near climax.

I dipped the butt plug in the bowl of KY and began rimming Carrie’s anus with the phallus. I could feel the heat emitting from the girl’s bright red butt and I could smell the musk from her wanton cunt.

“It’s too big,” Carrie protested when I began inserting the plug. “It hurts.”

This time, it was me who ignored the protests. I continued applying steady pressure to the butt plug until it was buried to the hilt. Carrie’s sphincter grasped the narrow base of the plug firmly.

Sarah placed the vibrator against the exposed base of the plug- eliciting an instant reaction of pleasure from her daughter.

“Please, mommy, I need to come.” The girl said as her hip thrust into the air hoping to find something to rub her clit.

“Who’s the whore now?” Sarah said coldly. “Who’s the slut? Who’s begging her mother to make her come?”

Carrie’s head rocked back and forth. Her need evident on her face and in her voice. “I’m sorry, mommy. I’m sorry. Please make me come.”

Sarah lightly brushed her daughter’s engorged clit. Her finger was immediately met with a thrust of Carrie’s hips. But, the mother pulled away.

“Who’s the whore? Who’s the slut?” She said continuing her torture.

“I’m the slut. I’m the whore. Please, make me come!”

Satisfied, Sarah adjusted herself so that she had a better angle to withdraw the chain, when the time was right. At the new angle, I could plainly see the mother’s naked crotch. Her thighs were covered with her own juices.

Re-adjusted, Sarah placed the vibrator firmly in Carrie’s slit. Almost instantly, Carrie’s back arched. Sarah pulled the chain. Carrie screamed, bucked and ejaculated, spraying her mother’s hand and leg with female come. The girl’s abdominal muscles undulated and she squirted with each massive contraction of her vagina.

Sarah had difficulty maintaining the vibrator’s position on Carrie’s wildly bucking and slippery crotch, but she managed to hold contact long enough to continue the orgasm until Carrie begged, in halting speech, for her to stop.

The mother unleashed the vibrator on herself. Within moments, mother and daughter were both in orgasmic ecstasy. Not wanting to miss any of the show, I was standing directly over the two of them, stroking myself. Sarah grabbed my swollen dick and stuck it in her mouth, taking its entire length. Almost immediately I came, spraying my load straight down her throat.

Sarah released my cock, licked her lips and gave me a wry smile. She cuddled up along side her quivering daughter and ran her fingers through her daughter’s short blond hair.

“How was that, my baby?”

“Wonderful,” the girl replied. “I’m sorry, mommy.” The words came out of Carrie’s mouth between contractions and she couldn’t keep her eyes open.

“I know, baby.” Sarah kissed her daughter’s forehead, rolled her on her side and untied her daughter’s wrists.

Sarah collected her dress. I told her she would find some safety pins to repair her dress in Ellen’s sewing room upstairs and that I would cover up Carrie.

I turned off the video camera grabbed the blanket off of the back of the couch and walked over to Carrie. I bent down to cover up the girl, but before I put the blanket on her, I stuck two fingers into her sopping snatch, eliciting a moan from Carrie, her vaginal lips tightened around them like a vise. I pulled the fingers out, sniffed and tasted the wonderful, young nectar. Then I retrieved the butt plug from Carrie’s welted ass.

Sarah joined me in the kitchen. “Sorry about all that,” she said. “I guess I should have done that years ago.”

“She’ll have to call in sick tomorrow. I doubt she’ll be sitting on that ass for awhile.” I said.

“I’ll put her in a cool bath with Epson Salts. She’ll be all right. Can you carry her out and put her in the back seat of my car?”

“Sure. Don’t forget to take your chain and Yoga tapes.”

“I’ll take the video you made today, too. I doubt you want Ellen to stumble on to it.”

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It was a typical Tuesday morning in the Hannity household. As she always did Melanie Hannity had made breakfast for her husband, Alan and their son Danny – this year Alan and Melanie’s daughter had left for college so the family was just the three of them. Danny was now a senior in high school, a good kid, a four year letterman in wrestling who dated the beautiful daughter of the Hannity’s long time neighbor’s the Blanchards. Fred Blanchard and Alan, the fathers of the two families, worked together and were best friends, and it had long been assumed that Danny and Heather would one day be married.

This morning everyone was in a good mood, Danny’s classes were winding down and since it was his senior year, school was now more of a social life than an academic obligation. The family sat around the kitchen table, where Melanie and Danny discussed their upcoming days and Alan read the newspaper.

“Oh, by the way,” Alan said absently, ” You might want to call the plumber again, the bathtub drain is very slow again.”

“I should have married a bald man,” Melanie laughed lightly as she ran her hands through Alan’s thick head of hair. Alan hated to have his hair touched, as he spent a long time in the morning getting just so. He jerked his head away a little too violently. Danny noticed the action, but said nothing. After breakfast Danny and Alan kissed Melanie goodbye and left for school and work respectively.

Melanie thought about calling the plumber, but decided that she would try a store bought de-clogger first and went upstairs get ready for the day, she needed to take a shower. She looked at her bathtub with dismay and decided that instead of standing in ankle deep water in her own shower she would use the kid’s bathroom. She undressed, threw her bathrobe on, and headed down the hall.

Once inside the bathroom she took her robe off and climbed, naked, on to the scale. She smiled to herself when she saw she was down to 135, a perfectly respectable weight for a 41-year-old mother of two. Melanie glanced at herself in the mirror and was happy with what she saw, she was still a very beautiful woman – 5’6 with large, but firm breasts, her hair was a rich, dark brown, with still no signs of gray. Her skin was almost olive and her eyes looked black and sparked like gems, her teeth were white and straight – a natural beauty.

“Hmm, looks like I could use a little trim,” Melanie thought to her self as she ran her fingers through the pubic hair surrounding her pussy. When she touched herself there, she gave herself a little charge – it had been too long, she thought to herself, since Alan and she had made love. It bothered her that she and her husband didn’t have sex all that often anymore, but she figured it was just part of being married for 20 years. She wondered sometimes what it was like for other couples, but since she had lost her virginity to her husband, and had never cheated on him, she had no idea.

As Melanie was upstairs pondering these thoughts, her son Danny had come back in to the house. Half way to school he had realized he had forgotten a book he was supposed to return, so he turned around and went home. When he came through the door Danny realized and he had to pee, so he bounded upstairs and headed for the bathroom. It didn’t register with him that the door was closed, and with out a thought Danny opened it and walked right in on his naked mother.

Melanie, who was standing next to the sink, trimming her bush, gasped when she saw Danny, in shock she dropped the scissors she was using and they clattered noisily in to the sink. Danny too was stunned, he had always thought of his mother as beautiful, but up until this moment he had never realized how gorgeous she was. Her tits were Isparta Escort so much bigger and heavier than his girlfriend Heather’s, and her body was toned and dark. But what really caught his attention was her beautiful pussy, lush and dark, it looked spectacular, especially with Melanie standing there exposed with her fingers buried in the dark patch.

For a long moment neither of them moved, finally Melanie gathered her wits and turned to look for her robe, which she soon realized, was on the door behind Danny. Since there was nothing to cover herself with, she tried to use her hands, but her tits were far to big and the pose she struck ended up looking more erotic than coy. Danny for his part stood stock-still and continued to stare – neither of them said a word. Finally Melanie broke the silence.

“Danny, get out of here,” she cried. Danny stood like a statue for a few moments until Melanie repeated his name, finally he snapped out of his daze and apologizing left the bathroom. As he left Melanie noticed the enormous hard-on that had sprung up in his pants. “How big is he?” Melanie thought to herself, before shaking her head to rid herself of such a lewd thought about her son.

Outside the bathroom Danny was shaking, he ran to his room, grabbed the book and bolted out the house. His mind was reeling from what he had just seen, and how it made him feel.

That night at dinner Danny and his mom barely spoke or looked at each other. Melanie felt the tension was so thick it could be cut with a knife, but to her amazement her husband didn’t seem to notice. After dinner, Danny said he was tired and was going up to his room to do homework and to turn in early. Melanie was relieved, she thought maybe after a night’s sleep things would start getting back to normal.

At breakfast the next morning things did indeed seem to be returning to normal, Danny was his old chipper self – now not only was he talking to Melanie, but when he spoke to her he made direct eye contact. Just as Alan was about to leave for work, Danny pulled his mom aside and said he needed to talk to her. Melanie nodded in agreement and Danny stayed behind as Alan left for work. Once they were alone Danny asked his mom to sit down with him.

“Are we going to talk about yesterday? I’m very sorry about that,” Melanie said.

“There’s nothing to be sorry for it was an accident. But, mom, I can’t stop thinking about you. I couldn’t sleep last night,” Danny said. He was obviously trying to say something but Melanie couldn’t figure out what. “Mom, I thought about it, and thought about it, and I’ve come to a decision.”

“A decision,” Melanie asked confused. What was he deciding about?

“I don’t know if you know or not, but I’m no longer a virgin, Heather and I have been doing it for the last few months,” Danny said.

“That’s OK, ” Melanie replied, still confused about what Danny was saying – was he embarrassed about his obvious erection yesterday?

“Mom, I’m sorry I always thought Heather was pretty, but after seeing you yesterday I now realize she doesn’t hold a candle to you”.

“Thank you…I think,” said Melanie, more confused than ever now. Danny was obviously trying to screw up his courage to tell her something.

“Mom, I realized last night, that if I — if WE don’t do something about yesterday, I’d never forgive myself, I mean I couldn’t live with myself, I can’t get the image of your beautiful muff out of my mind, I got to see it again…Mom, I got to fuck you.”

At first Melanie didn’t think she heard him properly, but when she asked him to repeat himself he did. Melanie had never heard such crude language from her son – her husband had always been very strict and Isparta Escort Bayan no one in the family cursed. Blood rushed to Melanie’s face and she struggled to say something. When she did, her voice came out as a whisper.

“Oh my god, Danny, what are you saying?” she asked.

Danny stood up and unzipped his pants, with a smooth motion he pulled out his huge prick, which was now erect and showed it to his mother. For a moment mother and son stared at each other in the opposite positions from the day before. Danny’s cock was think and erect, and Melanie realized that she had never seen such a big cock in her life. It was so beautiful, she thought to herself. She fought off the urge to reach over and touch it.

“Put that away Danny,” Melanie finally said, ” I’m your mother, you’re not supposed to show me something like that.”

With a bit of a struggle Danny put his cock back and zipped up. “How big is that thing,” Melanie thought to herself.

“Sorry, that was uncalled for I guess, but you make me want to do crazy things. Mom you always said that I could get anything I truly set my mind to getting. Well I’ve never wanted anything as badly as I want you. We’ve got to do it.” Danny said.

“Danny we can’t, if your father found out he go crazy,” Melanie said.

Danny was thrilled that his mother’s objection was that his Dad might find out, she hadn’t told him that she wasn’t attracted to him, she was simply worried that someone might find out. He quickly realized that he might be able to use this to his advantage.

“I intend to tell him tonight about my feeling, I’ll let the chips fall where they may,” Danny replied.

Melanie was shocked, he wouldn’t – she knew what would happen if he did, Alan would go ballistic and all hell would break loose, Alan would kick Danny out of the house and the family would never be the same – all because of some adolescent stupidity. She Begged Danny not to tell his father anything. Danny, who wanted to do the honorable thing finally, agreed not to say anything, but he laid down his conditions for silence.

“This weekend when Dad goes away to his Promise keepers meeting, you and I will spend the night in bed together. I can’t force you to have sex with me, but you have to go to bed naked with me – if you do I promise it’ll be our secret.”

Melanie agreed to think about it, after Danny left that morning Melanie sat down and tried to think things through. She knew that she would do just about anything to keep Danny from saying anything, but she also knew that having sex with her own son was out of the question. She decided to go through with Danny’s plan, figuring that she would control the situation, and at some point he would come to his senses and remember what their relationship was. As Melanie sat there thinking, what she wasn’t admitting to herself was how flattered Danny’s attention had made her feel. After years of not talking about sex in her marriage, just the sound of the someone saying the word fuck to her turned her on, the fact that it was her own son, somehow had made it more forbidden and exciting.

That night, after dinner, while she was washing the dishes and her husband was in the next room watching T.V, Danny snuck up behind Melanie and gently slid his arms around her, grasping her tits.

“What are you doing?” Melanie asked trying hard not to show any emotion. Danny’s hands felt good, with their soft but firm grasp on her big breasts, but she couldn’t let him know that. She hoped Danny didn’t notice that her nipples had become erect as she felt Danny’s big penis pressing hard against her butt.

“Holding the woman I love,” Danny replied, “have you thought anymore about my proposal?”

“I Escort Isparta have,” Melanie said, “here’s the deal. When Dad goes away we can spend one night in bed together. You can hold me as much as you want, but I’ll be wearing a night gown, and under no condition will we have sex.”

Danny thought about that, and agreed on the condition that he be allowed to pick out what she would wear that night, Melanie quickly agreed as she was getting nervous about her husband walking in and finding them. When they had struck a deal Danny kissed Melanie softly and wetly on the neck and then let her go. Melanie found herself both relived that he had let her go and strangely turned on by the kiss, it had been a long time since she had been kissed so lovingly.

As for Danny he knew he was behaving irrationally, but he couldn’t stop himself. After seeing his mother naked that day, he was like an animal acting on pure instinct. Nothing was going to satisfy him, and since he had always been taught by both his parents to go for what he wanted in life, and he had never wanted something so much, nothing was going to stop him.

The next evening, the one before her husband left for the long weekend, Melanie pulled Danny aside and asked him to let her out of their agreement. He refused, even after she accused him of being willing to destroy their relationship for his selfish desires.

“Mom,” said Danny, ” don’t you think I know the risk I’m taking, but I know if I never have you it will also wreck our relationship. I’ll always want you in this way, I’ll start to resent you for not giving me a chance to show you how much I love you, and it will put a distance between us. I’m hoping that what ever happens Friday night, we’ll be closer than ever for having shared this experience. I’m doing this to save our relationship.”

That night, after everyone had gone to bed, Melanie took a hot shower and thought about what Danny had said. She found his words touching, and even some how admired his courage for being able to go after what he wanted. She knew she loved him, knew that she some how found him more attractive than almost anyone she knew – with out knowing it she too shared Danny’s animalistic desire. What if she allowed something to happen she thought to herself, would it be that bad? She knew it was wrong, but standing there with the hot water cascading over her body her mind couldn’t grasp why it was so wrong. Her hand, almost as if it had a mind of it’s own dropped down and started gently massaging her already wet pussy. Melanie leaned back and her back made contact with the cold wet tiles, it sent a charge through her and she felt like she was suddenly running a fever. Melanie couldn’t remember the last time she had felt so sexually alive, as her middle finger now slipped inside her sopping vagina Melanie let out an audible gasp. One hand was now moving in a quickening rhythm as her finger began to slowly piston in and out of her torrid cunt. Her other hand started to massage her big breasts.

She tried not to think of her son, but it was no use, and her reeling mind kept returning to images of Danny’s big cock, his arms, his back, she began to imagine what it would feel like to be holding on to his body as he filled her. Melanie’s legs began to tremble and with so many sensations over coming her she let her body slowly slide down to the shower floor. She was now in a sitting position as she continued to rub herself, the water cascading over her feverish body. With a loud cry she came in a wrenching orgasm, through gritted teeth she muttered, “Danny, I’m cumming”, as her body bucked and heaved on the ground.

“I’m going to hell,” Melanie said to herself as the water continued to fall on her spent body. She laid there for awhile thinking what she had just masturbated too, and then she got out of the shower. As she toweled herself off, her mind kept coming back to the same question – ” What will tomorrow bring?”

To be continued…

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