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Mother-in-law wars

Sean meets the girl of his dreams and falls madly in love with her at first sight. After a two year of courtship they become engaged. The soon to be mother-in-law steps in and trys every trick she knows to prevent their marriage. Everything backfire on the mother-in-law when Sean and his bride to be elope. That kicked off a ten year war between Sean and his hateful mother-in-law. However some ten years later they cum to an agreement.

Anal escapades with my mum’s dildo

I was 14 when I had this experience. I was small for my age, only 5 foot, but very muscular and tanned. I had a medium sized cock, about 4 inches when erect, only and 2 when placid and had never got further with a girl than kissing. I should say now that I am straight, however I enjoyed exploring the concept of anal. I had fingered myself before and even put a tampon inside of me. I had always been intrigued by the idea of incest and found myself often thinking sexual thoughts about my mum. She was in her early 40’s, short black hair, had breasts around a 34B and was on the chubby side. I would fantasize about having sex with her and would seek out her dirty knickers for a sniff or put on one of her bra’s and masturbate, however I would always feel disgusted with myself afterwards. We were a very respectable middle-class family, my parents had good jobs and my brother and I both had a private education. I always feared what would happen if anyone found out about my fantasies.
It was late afternoon, my dad was at work and my mum and brother had gone shopping. I was extremely horny. I decided, as I had a few hours alone, to go to my parents bedroom and investigate my mum’s drawers. I had done this on previous occasions hoping to find condoms or lube, anything that indicated towards my parents sex life. I had never found anything though and once again my search through her drawers proved fruitless. I was prepared to give up, go back downstairs and masturbate to some porn when I noticed that the bed my parents had, had drawers attached to the side. I had never noticed these drawers before and my young cock soon sprung to attention as I imagined what delightfully naughty goodies my mum may have hidden within.
There were 4 of these drawers, 2 on each side of the bed. I opened the first and was disappointed to find only an array of my mum’s winter jumpers. My erect dick started to droop somewhat, perhaps this search would also be frivolous? The next drawer however soon got me fully erect again, and drops of pre-cum started to form on my 14 year old 4 inch penis. Inside were a small selection of sexy thongs and lace bras. I picked out a crotch less pair of panties with a small heart where the strings met in the middle. I decided to try them on. I also took a light pink bra. I went over to the full-length mirror in the corner of my parents bedroom and undressed myself. My dick was now very hard and the pre-cum was starting to drip down the shaft, congealing in my boxers. I placed the bra around my chest and slipped the panties on, watching myself in the mirror, feeling myself get hotter and hornier, wanting desperately to relive my aching balls. I stroked my shaft slowly, spreading the pre-cum over my cock. Ohhh it felt so good. I decided to keep looking, not yet satisfied with only lingerie. I went to the other side of the bed, my dad’s side and opened a drawer. Again the first drawer was empty of sexual things, the second however held something I never thought my parents would ever own. A dildo. A vibrating rabbit dildo.
I stood for a few seconds stunned by my discovery. It was bright red and about 6 inches long. At the base were 3 buttons letting you control the direction the shaft swivelled, the intensity of the vibrator and the pace at which it rotated. Lying next to the vibrator was a tube of lube. Once again my balls ached and I was ready to squirt my load then and there, looking at the device which had no doubt driven my mother to orgasm after orgasm. I imagined her naked on the bed, legs spread wide, her hairy pussy being rammed with this machine. The feeling of ecstasy as she had her orgasm. I wanted to feel it too. Ohh it was getting too much to bear, I had to release my load, thinking about my mum cumming made me want to cum so much!
I reached out and took the vibrator, pulled it up to my face and sniffed. It smelt quite musky and you could see bits of her dried juice smeared over it. It had obviously been used recently. I tentatively stuck out a tongue and licked the shaft which had once been deep inside my mother. It tasted strange, quite bitter and I wasn’t sure I really liked it. None the less, I was hornier than ever tasting my mum’s cum, something I had wanted to do for a very long time. I leant down and picked up the lube in my other hand. Suddenly a wonderful idea came into my head: the vibrator which had recently penetrated my mum, could penetrate me. I liked fingering my ass and the lube would help make it more pleasurable. I squirted some onto my had and lay down in front of the mirror and placed my legs in the air. I rubbed the lube around my hole, fingering myself to loosen up for this dildo. Once again I was close to cumming. I turned on the vibrator and slowly pushed it against my crack. “Mmmmmm Ohhhhhh Ahhhhhhh” I cried with pleasure as it pulsated against my ass. With my other hand I started stroking my cock, slowly at first, teasing myself, making my moan more as I pressed the dildo into my bum. It was too wide however and my young teenage ass couldn’t take it, it wouldn’t go in. I was determined however to penetrate myself with this magnificent machine and instead took the vibrating rabbit which was significantly slimmer and pushed that slowly into my bum. I wriggled it around slowly before suddenly it sunk all the way in, all 2 inches of the rabbit were deep inside of me. I groaned loudly and moved my hand faster over my cock, feeling my balls get closer and closer to release. I looked at myself in the mirror, saw the dildo moving in and out of my ass, imagining my mum lying on the bed, pleasing herself with it. “Ohhhhhhh Ahhhhhhhh Mmmmmmmm Ohhhhhhh” I screamed out loud as I neared orgasm. Ramming the rabbit in and out as fiercely as my little hand would go. Wanking furiously I felt my balls tighten, my legs tingled, my ass clenched and I squirted the largest load I ever had right into my mum’s panties. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” I cried as I watched the white goo erupt from my still hard young cock into the black satin of the knickers. I collapsed onto the floor, the rabbit still rammed up inside of me, and sat there for a few minutes, my young body still quivering after my biggest ever orgasm.
Slowly I stood up and extracted the dildo from my butt. I looked at it and once again imagined my mum, this time lying helpless on the bed after a furious orgasm. I put the panties and bra(unwashed) back into the drawer, a little present for my mum. I also put the dildo back into the drawer unclean, dirty just the way I had found it. I thought of my mum fucking herself with it, only this time she’d have some of me left on it. This made me horny again and before I knew it I was stroking my still hard cock once again. I ejaculated quicker this time, still wiped out from earlier and the little squirt that came out went into her panty drawer. Slowly I dressed myself again and went downstairs, just in time, as a few minutes later my mum and brother returned home. I said hi to my mum and looked at her bra, just visible above her top. I could feel my cock getting hard once again, thinking about that sexy lingerie I had found, imagining her in it, penetrating herself with the dildo. I hoped that she and my brother would have to go shopping again soon.

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One dark stormy night a boy walked into his parents room, scared.
“Mummy! Daddy! Its scary in my room!” He screamed
” Its ok hun, come into bed with us” His parents said back to him.
The boy smiled and jump into his parents bed, after a while he woke up again by the lightning and found something.
” MUMMY! Whats THAT?!” He Screamed again. Mummies eyes widened.
“Thats Daddys sn-snake” she said.
Again the storm woke up the boy and he found something.
” Daddy.. Daddy what are those?” he asked more calmer this time.
” Urr..Urrmmm Those are.. Mummy head-lights ” He answered
Again the storm woke up the boy and he found something.
“Mummy Daddy! Whats THAT!?” He screamed.
” Thats her B-Bush” They both answered
Again the storm woke up the boy and he found Mummy and Daddy doing something.
” MUMMY TURN ON YOUR HEAD LIGHTS! THE SNAKE IS ENTERING THE BUSH!” He scream

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My Polish Neighbour Chapter 6

My Polish Neighbour Chapter 6
I woke to find my cock hard with the morning and quickly remembered last night and my magnificent mother. How she had accepted my friendship with Maria; how she now wanted to meet her; how she had brought me to a wonderful climax despite a desultory fuck with father; how she had cum rubbing herself hard against my thigh. I started rubbing myself to bring myself off again. Actually, why don’t I just hold it and see what the day brings?
Getting up and going to the kitchen, I realised Mum had gone to work, Dad will have gone earlier and I was on school holidays. A note to me was on the kitchen table addressed to me.
‘Ian thanks so much for yesterday, all of it. I meant what I said about getting to know Maria. And I also don’t wish to upset any relationship you have with her, though I do envy her a little. Could you arrange with her for us to meet, preferably the three of us as I would be a little shy otherwise. And she does look pretty for her age. I assume she is older than me. That’s right isn’t it? Anyway I have the afternoon off today. If you can arrange anything that would be lovely. Don’t leave this letter around either.’
Your loving Mum
I felt excited as well as slightly anxious. Supposing Maria didn’t want to meet Mum. Or didn’t like her if she did. Then I realised I wanted to please both of them at once and wondered if I could pull it off. I wanted to go round to Maria’s but she too will be out at this time. I would go later.
After breakfast I thought I would have a little scout around Mums’ bedroom. I hadn’t done it for awhile and it usually provided some horny distractions. In the left hand draw of her dresser I found some of her worn but cleaned stockings. I lifted them carefully from their place and smelt a perfumed whiff when I drew them to my nose. Rubbing my cock to semi-hard, I carefully wrapped them round as I got harder. Definite turn-on. Then I saw a pair of suspenders beside them and delighted in their silky feel. Would I dare? No one around till much later. Could I? Would I? I could and would. With my dressing gown still on I tucked the suspender belt round my waist. Good fit. Just right. Dangling garters from the belt just wanting to be used. I couldn’t resist. I had seen Mum fixing them to her stockings and copied in my mind how she would do them. Gingerly, I fingered my hands into the stockings and folded the first between my hands so that it would go carefully over my foot and ankle without laddering the fine mesh. Pulling up my leg and over my thigh I felt the tightness around me. It felt fabulous and I stroked myself and thought of Mum watching me or even catching me by surprise now that we were beginning to get to know each other in a sexual way.
I repeated this with the other stocking fixing all the garters to the suspender belt. I glanced in the mirror. Initially shocked at my transgression, I found myself wanking to the image of me standing there. I then saw a pair of Mum’s heels at the side. I slipped into them and saw immediately the effect of the heel on my calf and body, effectively thrusting me forward slightly as well as pronouncing my calf. Horny making.
I lay on Mum’s unmade bed and wanked myself, dreaming of Mum wearing them and letting me rub and wank against her. I found wearing the stockings and suspenders so exciting. The fact they’d been on Mum made them even more thrilling. I couldn’t resist and shot my cum trying to catch it but not quite managing it. Some fell on the stocking. Then I panicked and recognised I had better be careful not to ladder the stockings. Fortunately, most of my cum was on my upper thigh, tummy and hand and none on the bed.
Undoing the belts I warily unwound the cumless stocking down my leg and then the other one making sure my cum didn’t spread into the folds. Once I got it off, I had to decide how to remove my cum. Washing would take ages to dry. So I decided to suck it off and let saliva do the job of cleaning it of cum. My first taste of my own cum. Slightly salty. Folding them back as I remembered, I placed them carefully back in the draw. The suspender belt suddenly looked out of place. I undid the belt and placed it there as well.
Still feeling horny despite my cum, I looked in the rest of the draws, being very nosy. More underwear. Lifting it up I saw a large brown envelope with the end just folded over but not stuck. A soft-backed book was inside. I glanced at the cover, a drawing of a fully dressed woman with a young boy in short trousers with his head hidden up her skirt and her laying languorously back in a chair in a complete state of arousal with her eyes closed and a smile in her cheeks. The title, “A Mother’s Need” seemed to capture the picture. I wanted to read it but put it back in the draw as I needed to get round to Maria to arrange for Mum’s visit. Mum was obviously still in contact with Teresa as her main contact for porn reading. I had a final stroke before getting dressed for Maria.
It was getting near lunchtime. I did notice that Maria was back at home as she had opened the windows. Knocking, Maria came to the door. She looked hesitant and worried. Imagining why, she closed the door and gave me a tight hug and apologised for yesterday. She was fully dressed in a summer frock with her usual stockings and heels.
Not to be detracted I told her of Mum’s initial anger but that she had calmed down and then completely retracted her venomous mood to one of acceptance and affection for me. She was very surprised at the change and even more when I relayed her wish to meet Maria, and could she come over this afternoon?
I decided to tell Maria nothing about Mum’s behaviour in the late afternoon, about Dad and his unloving assault on Mum, nor about her masturbating me in my bed.
“Mum did say how pretty she thought you were and how much she wanted to get to know you.”
Maria looked curiously at me, no doubt wondering what to make of Mum’s sudden turn around.
“Are you sure Ian?”
“Very much so, Maria. She did say how much it would mean to her to widen her circle of friends.”
“Was your Father in the conversation you had Ian?”
Hesitating, I replied, “No so what?”
“How do they get on Ian?”
She saw me shift uncomfortably in my seat.”He’s out a lot.”
“I see, so she’s missing out on friends is she? What did she say about our little spectacle Ian, once she calmed down?
“She implied I was very lucky to know you Maria.”
“What a generous woman she must be. I think I’m going to like her. Is she sexy too, Ian like you?”
“I think so.”
“She excites you doesn’t she Ian?
I didn’t answer but just smiled.
We agreed to Mum coming round in about an hour for tea and a chat – if she hadn’t changed her mind. A quick kiss, albeit tongue to tongue and I returned home to find Mum already there.
On hearing that Maria was looking forward to meeting Mum this afternoon, she went into a slight panic.
“What shall I wear Ian?”
“It won’t matter what you wear Mum. I’m sure Maria will like you just the same. She isn’t likely to fuss herself.”
“That’s what you think Ian. Give me half an hour.”
After nagging her that we were late, she emerged from her bedroom looking like I had rarely seen her before. Simply wonderful, in a dress I hadn’t seen before. It was a bit dated but did make her look younger. The dress opened at the front but gave good support to her breasts. I wasn’t sure if she had a bra on either. The first button was quite low on her chest revealing the gentle heave of her bosom tops. The dress came to her knees duly stockinged with a dark brown weave and an even darker seam up the rear of her legs. Even her heels were more pronounced, emphasising her luscious calves.
I gave her a definite kiss on her lips. She balmed at me but proceeded to reapply more lipstick to her moist lips.
“I’m very proud of you Mum.”
“Thank you Ian. Just don’t neglect me now will you?”
In my young mind I grasped at a nervousness at meeting Maria.” Mum I promise I will not let you down.”
Reassured we walked out and round the corner to Maria’s place.
Maria opened the door wide to welcome us in great warmth, Mum going in first.
The first thing I noticed was that she was wearing exactly the same outfit as when I first met her with Phillip to see the cats. She was wearing that white blouse, again without a bra. The blouse was only just transparent but so entrancing. She had just placed a light shawl over the shoulders, no doubt in case Mum would be shocked. She too had heels and stockings.
They tentatively shook hands, but then Maria commented,
“Oh Jean, thank you so much for meeting me. Let me greet you Polish style at least.” With that and still holding Mum’s hand, she kissed her on each cheek. Her warmth was immediately apparent and Mum visibly relaxed and gave the loveliest smile in return.
Maria had tea and biscuits at the ready as we entered her living room. I sat next to Mum on the sofa and Maria opposite in her usual armchair. The light in the room was soft given the curtains were slightly drawn.
It must have reassured Mum that I had sat next to her as she soon got into conversation with Maria about their backgrounds. Their conversation became very engaging as they exchanged their childhoods with lengthy stories about the freedom they had to play without the prying eyes of parents. But then Maria paused in her enthusiasm. She implied that all hadn’t been well after she was 13. Mum picked up her change of mood and waited. This was after nearly an hour of happy exchanges knotting their relationship closer and easier in my mind.
“Jean and you Ian. Can I trust you both not to gossip to anyone?” She knew she could trust me. She looked at Mum.
“Maria, I feel I know you already through Ian. If you like, I could tell you about me, which Ian doesn’t know much about, and yet I trust him with my life.
“Anyway Jean, Ian already knows that when I was his age my father took advantage of me. At first because I loved him, I welcomed his advances but then I realised that he had no regard for how I felt. That’s when he started doing things to me that I didn’t want. But he misunderstood my initial warmth and invaded me. He continued to use me and I just put up with it for years until he became ill after my mother left for someone else. He died whilst I tended him. My brother, who hated him, came to stay with me. He was so good to me and became a father figure to me and treated me like a father should. He never took advantage of me even though he had his needs. Later in Warsaw, I fell for a man, who, after a few months, began to treat me just like my father, and hitting me as well. My brother eventually rescued me and took me away to a safe place. The experiences of my father and lover left me very scarred and I began to avoid men, even when I came to England. I now prefer the company of women to men, with the exception of Ian, who has been a very gentle friend and has reawakened me.”
“That’s it Jean except to say that I have no wish to come between you and Ian. Hey, I think I need something stronger after that Jean. Will you join me in something special from Poland?”
When Maria got up, Mum rose as well and hugged her close. It was clear that Maria was touched and returned the hug with a kiss on her cheek, then a light one on Mum’s lips. She went to the kitchen and returned with Polish vodka and three glasses.
“Just a tiny sip for you Ian.”
She poured generous amounts for them and we tinkled our glasses together. Maria threw hers back and went for another.
“Maria I really feel for you. It must have been hard to cope all those years. I only wish you an earlier life like mine. Mine hasn’t been that good recently. I think Ian knows that. It’s nothing new.”
“How was your early life then, Jean?”
“I hate to compare Maria, but very secure and loving. My
Dad never hit me or Mum and they gave me a very secure home life. If anything, I was the naughty one. Mum never noticed, but when I was about 13 I remember getting cuddles from Dad in front of Mum. She either didn’t notice or didn’t mind. I remember one evening, when it was very cold and we were sitting by the fire. He let me sit astride his leg cuddling him round his neck. I got very excited moving along his thigh. I kept it slow, so Mum wouldn’t notice. He didn’t move. I did and then it happened. I wasn’t sure at the time but it was a completely new excitement I had never had before. He just held me whilst it happened. After he gave me an extra hug as I collapsed on his shoulder. After that evening Dad got to know me a lot more on our own. But I need to get to know you better Maria, before I tell any more. Ian hasn’t heard about that either.”
I stirred slightly grasping what she had said so openly to Maria, but didn’t follow it now.
“Well, Maria, how did you get to know Ian so well?” I blushed at the audacity of her remark. Maria was cool as the cucumber.
She relayed the story of the kittens and would we like to see them sometime and how Phillip and I went round to her flat one morning.
“They called slightly earlier than I had thought. I was dressed in this outfit, but without the shawl. I hadn’t had time to put it on.” Maria then put her hand to her shawl and placed it neatly beside her. I saw Mum quickly take in Maria’s transparency as she listened to her. I stirred some more.
“Well Jean they were both delightful with the kittens as I held them in my hands and arms, crawling about me as well as handing each of them to let them hold the kittens. It was then I noticed that Phillip was totally distracted by the kittens. Ian definitely wasn’t. I could see his eyes were elsewhere, furtively looking at my blouse.
“I can see why Maria.” She smiled in response.
“I couldn’t believe myself when I took the opportunity, when Phillip was in the toilet, to invite Ian round, ‘anytime you want to see them again’and he immediately took me up on it.”
“Beautifully said Maria.” Mum had instantly grasped the ambiguity.
We paused as we took in the significance of what Maria had said.
“When they left, I was torn and not sure what I had let myself in for and should I have done it – leading Ian on that way. But when I thought more about it, I just couldn’t resist. So that’s how it started Jean. He came round after lunch, which I hadn’t expected and it was lovely.”
“You are being a bit coy Maria” she teased. Maria did then blush and smiled.”What can I say?”
The memory of that day and the atmosphere here was having a drastic effect on me, which Mum, then Maria noticed. We all went quiet as they looked at each other, then Maria commented, “I feel so close to both of you, you know and very excited to have you here. We could see Maria’s nipples hardening against her blouse. She slipped her fingers to her blouse buttons and undid two more buttons leaving only two left to undo. Her deep cleavage came more fully into view as well as the shape of her breasts which had slight sag to them, which I had already found exciting when she revealed them to me the first time.
“I wonder what’s happened to Ian, Jean?” They both were glancing at my groin stiffened and tenting my trousers.
“I think Ian is enjoying our company don’t you?”
“Oh Ian what’s in your head then? Is it seeing Maria like that? Are you really enjoying our company then?”
“Mum what do you think? I’ve just been listening to every word. . . .
Before I could go further, Jean had glanced at Maria and then moved her nearest hand to hover over my covered stiff cock. She didn’t grasp it but delicately searched and began to unzip me. She must have realised how close I would be. Deftly she wound it down to reveal that I had no underpants on.
“Oh very naughty aren’t we?” Freed, my cock suddenly found its natural angle. Again, another look between them. Maria acknowledged Mum’s glance and smiled reassuringly.
“Yes, Jean, please do.”
Then, I understood what the meaning between them. Mum leant forward and over me. Her tongue made the first link with my sensitive skin at my cut head. Before I could close my eyes in delight, Maria was opening her blouse and fondling her nipples with both hands. Mum slid her mouth around me and closed her lips over my smooth swollen head. She then went into slip-slide along my length but still gently so as to try to stave off the inevitable.
“Oh Jean how beautiful, your both so beautiful.” I could see Maria, now dragging a free hand along her thigh. Mum looked round at that moment to see Maria her thighs wide, without panties, running her finger along her pubic hairs. At that moment she beamed at Maria, and then returned to her purpose with more pressure round me.
I let my hand slip into mums dress and yes, she had no bra on. She let me slip my hand over the nearest breast. Heaven. Her nipple stiffened even more at my touch. At that moment I also saw Maria masturbating her wet cunt in front of me.
“Mum don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I shot my first load of spunk right in her mouth, feeling totally exhilarated and guilty at the same time. She didn’t stop and kept her mouth closed completely round me. I collapsed back into the sofa overwhelmed by the suddenness of it.
Just then Maria went into wailing with her own self-love as she rubbed her clit with speed and vigorous movement to get her own release. Mum and I watched her go over. Both of us must have found it a wonder, maybe the first time for Mum watching another woman. She was very beautiful at that moment.
We all paused in silence at the sheer sultry feeling of it.
Jean, I want to kiss you both?

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Son Helps His Mother Cope

Dennis awoke to the rattling of his train compartment. They were currently riding over a rough section of railing which had disturbed his slumber enough to wake him. He reached into his coat pocket and removed his cell phone to check the time. He was careful to tilt the phone so that to prevent the illumination from disturbing his cabin mates. He estimated it was sometime early morning due to the palely lit sky. His presumption was confirmed when he scanned the clock on his phone and read 5:23 a.m. He placed his phone back into the pocket from which it came and rubbed his sleep deprived eyes. The uncomfortable conditions in which the train held made sleep nearly impossible. He sat up slightly, as if to surrender to the battle of sleep, and scanned over his companions in the train compartment.
It was a smaller compartment; it seated four comfortably during the daytime, but became an unbearable fit during sleeping hours. Dennis was fortunate though, as he was able to stretch his legs across the booth styled seat located on his side of the compartment. He figured he was given this privilege due to him being the youngest member of the group.
On the opposite side of Dennis sat two traveling partners that had been forced to share the booth styled seat. One was male and the other was a woman. The male was seated as if he was prepared to eat at the dinner table, but was leaning in a direction which left his right shoulder pressed firmly against the morning-cold train window. On his left side sat the woman, who was also leaning towards her right attempting to utilize the male’s body for comfort. Her left arm had instinctively draped itself around the man, as if she was giving him some sort of half-hearted hug. They both apparently had found comfort as they were fixed in a deep slumber, made obvious by their slow relaxed breaths.
Dennis next shifted his eyes down to the female that was stretched out on the floor of the compartment. She had a blanket on top of her, that had been progressively pushed down her body during her deep sleep, so that now it was only covering her from her feet to her abdomen area. She was lying on her back with her hands pleasantly placed atop one another amongst her stomach. Her eyes were shut and her mouth was held open creating a raspy noise each breath in and out she took.
But these three companions of Dennis were not strangers, at least not complete strangers. The male female combination sleeping opposite of him are his brother and sister. The pleasant woman bunking on the floor would be his dear mother. I say not complete strangers simply because they are related through blood and are aware of each other’s existence. But if you placed those facts aside, you would truly get four travelers that were strangers. The Clark family had grown apart over the past years so much that each member had become unfamiliar with one another. If not for an unfortunate event, they may never have come together again.
The reason that this distantly-grown family was now traveling among the same train compartment now was due to their recently deceased father, Allan Clark. Allan was a lifetime explorer in a ways. He always wanted to do new things and travel all across the world. Having children had slowed him down a bit, but he would even take young Dennis along with him on his adventurous journeys. Dennis was easily the closest to his father among his siblings, and possibly even his mother. He knew everything about his dad and thought of him as a best friend and a great role model in his life. His father’s favorite quote was “you only live once.” He would say this to Dennis whenever he had doubts about anything. But it seemed Allan’s adventurous spirit had finally caught up to him. He had fallen rock climbing in France without using any rope. If there was anything good to say, it was that Allan went out the way he wanted to which was living life to the fullest and being adventurous.
But Allan’s unfortunate demise was taking an emotional toll on the entire Clark family except for Dennis. It seemed that Dennis’s close relationship to his father allowed him to understand that his death should not lead to mourning, but rather a joyous celebration of his incredible life. It was partly this as well as Dennis’s strength, both physical and mental, that kept him from being emotional over his father’s death. Allan was the strongest person Dennis knew in his entire life, and learned his own strength from him.
The train began to slow and eventually came to a stop at the Napoli train station in France. This was Dennis’s father’s hometown and now was to be the location of his burial. Later that day was the funeral ceremony for Allan Clark. Profound words were delivered by various people that had significant connections with Dennis’s father. Dennis delivered the greatest speech of all, leaving the majority of the audience in tears at completion. He hadn’t written anything down or prepared a speech. He just went up and talked about how his dad was the greatest man he knew and would ever know. Dennis, of course did not shed one tear throughout the entire ceremony, but could not say the same about his other family members. His mother, obviously, was having a difficult time holding herself together emotionally. She was clearly distraught from the loss of her life companion. Overall it was a beautiful funeral that celebrated the amazing life of an amazing individual.
Once the funeral and burial ceremony were complete, the family headed back to their house in Napoli. Allan Clark was a not just an adventurous individual but also a wealthy one. He was the CEO for a high quality outdoor equipment company in Europe. He owned property all over Europe and one of them was located in his hometown of Napoli. It had been ages since the entire family had been in this house. They only stayed in it for family reunions in Napoli.
The family was very somber through the rest of the day. They mostly stayed in their separate rooms and cried over the loss of their father and husband. It was becoming late, and the entire family had washed up and went to bed except for Dennis. He decided to retire about an hour later as he was exhausted from the lack of sleep on the train. He entered one of the two bathrooms amongst the house. This was the shared one with his siblings as the other was located in his parents’ room. He stripped down, showered, and dried himself off.
As he completed drying off, he took a moment to analyze himself in the mirror. Dennis was roughly 6’3 and weighed a solid 205. His pecks and abs were very defined as well as his biceps as he began to flex. His chest was somewhat hairy, but not overgrown at all. He had a great golden brown color to his hair which he slicked back in a business style. Because that was what he was. He had taken over the equipment company that his dad had and was a well thought of business man for only being 24 years old. His beard was neatly trimmed and kept at a very reasonable thickness. He turned around to check his ass as he always did. He loved to squat and knew it made his ass look irresistible to women. But most of all he focused on the area his father gave him. He played around with his cock and balls as he watched them in the mirror. He was blessed to have such a nice and large cock. He knew it was from his father as he had seen it many times before and was amazed at its size. He never trimmed his pubic hair as his father had never either. He thought of his great pubic collection as being just as impressive as his penis. Dennis simply looked up towards the ceiling and thanked his father for everything that he had done and given to him. Just as Dennis was about the brush his teeth, he heard a loud cry and then more loud sobbing. He quickly slid on a pair of shorts, with no briefs, and headed out of the bathroom.
He could tell it was coming from his mother’s room and he walked toward the door. He swung the door open and slowly stepped into the room.
“Mom? Are you alright?” Dennis blindly asked as he could not see much in the dark room.
He did not receive an answer but continued to hear his mother cry. He proceeded to her bed and sat on the edge of it.
“Mom? You okay?” Dennis asked once again.
“Come here sweetie.” His mother sobbed towards Dennis.
Dennis laid down next to his mother so that she could wrap her arms around him as comfort. She was crying hysterically and Dennis was unsure of what to do. So he just remained in this position. Mother and son hugging each other in mourning. Dennis didn’t say anything as he couldn’t think of the right thing to say. He hoped he was helping her by allowing her to hug him.
Dennis’s mother is named Kimberly. She is 48 years old and about 5’10. She has brown hair and is very tan as she hits the tanning salon often. She was a typical wife of a rich husband. She did not work but received all of the benefits of being rich. She had had plastic surgery many times, on her face, ass, stomach, and breasts. She did not appear to be 48 at all but rather about 30.
After a while, Kim fell asleep in this position and Dennis was stuck. He had not intended on staying here the whole night and frankly was uncomfortable sleeping like this. Once he was sure his mother was asleep, he began his escape. He gently raised his mother’s arm up off of him and placed it at her side. As he attempted to slide out of her grasp, he startled her. She was still asleep but dreamily wrapped her arm back around Dennis and pulled him tight to her. Dennis only had on a pair of shorts and his mother only wore a skimpy black night gown. He could feel her enormous breasts pressed against his chest. He could tell she was not wearing a bra, as her nipples were pointed against the thin fabric and were sticking into his pecks.
“Oh Allan. Yes. Hold me tight.” Kim mumbled in her sleep.
Dennis was now seriously concerned. His mother was dreaming that he was his father. He knew this wasn’t going to be good, so he furiously struggled to escape her grasp. She cried out a little and pulled him tighter and threw her leg over his body to really hold on to him. His mother was so close to him that he could feel the warmness that her pussy was emitting on his cock. Within seconds, Dennis had a hard on that was poking out of the band of his shorts. His mother felt this and instinctively reached down and grabbed Dennis’s cock in her hand.
“Ooo. Are you getting hard for me?” Dennis’s mom continued to say in her sleep.
Dennis didn’t know what was coming over him. He wasn’t fighting to escape anymore. Rather he was now enjoying this sensation. He knew he enjoyed it sexually, but played it off in his mind by saying that he was helping his mother cope with her loss by doing this. Soon enough Dennis was grabbing his mother’s ass and reaching his hand into her panties. All the while Kim was stroking her son’s cock and moaning in her sleep.
This fondling continued on for a few more minutes until Kim leaned her face in towards Dennis’s. She expertly guided her mouth to his without opening her eyes and placed her soft, luscious lips upon her sons. Dennis was startled by this development, as if this was worse than the groping. Passionately kissing his mother made it seem more serious to him, yet he did not make an attempt to stop. Rather he accepted her moist lips and even reciprocating the passion. This frivolous kissing went on for only seconds before Kim wanted more as she opened her mouth and aggressively thrust her tongue into Dennis’s mouth. Once again, Dennis was alarmed by this progression and did not immediately respond. After he regained his thinking, he began to join his mom in the passionate tongue wrestling. Dennis may have been partaking but in no way was he the aggressor. His mother was feverishly throwing her mouth about his and wrapping her tongue around his tongue.
During this mother son make out session, Dennis had become fully erect and was leaking an abundance of precum. As he simultaneously grabbed his mother’s ass and kissed her, he began to feel his load build within his balls. His mom reached back down and continued to stroke him as they both kissed. The resurgence of his mother stroking him created a serious problem for Dennis. He was going to cum, but didn’t want to. As soon as this thought entered his head, he began to realize what he was doing. Not only committing a terrible sin, but he was fooling around with his father’s woman. The man he idealized his entire life, and now he was completely disrespecting him just days after his death.
Dennis tried his best to contain his orgasm, but knew it was too late for that. He put forth a valiant effort, as it was not a typical orgasm for a male. The fact that he was attempting to not jizz, made his orgasm very anti-climactic. He retained a lot of sperm from holding back, but still quite a bit came oozing out and leaked down his shaft and onto his mother’s hand. He knew she was aware of the situation as her stroking had stopped completely and was now just grasping his cock.
“Oh, a little warm-up orgasm, huh?” Kim drearily giggled.
This statement planted fear into Dennis’s head. What does she mean warm-up? He constantly asked himself. He feared what he was warming up for. He didn’t want this to go any further, but it seemed it was too late.
Dennis’s cock never even changed shape after his orgasm. He stayed hard as a rock, and considering the taboo situation, it was no surprise to him. All of the sudden, his mom rolled out of bed and stood next to it. Dennis was uncertain of what was going on. Was his mother awake, or was this still part of her dream. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of her night gown and lifted it over her head. As she pulled it off, Dennis’s suspicion about his mom wearing no bra was confirmed. Her magnificent tits were now fully exposed in the minimal moonlight that was entering through a small window located high on the wall. Next she bent down and slid her black panties down her legs to her ankles. She stepped out of them and faced Dennis. He could now see her glorious pussy in the light now. He was surprised to find an enormous amount of pubic hair covering her vaginal lips. Her over the top bush turned him on even more. He didn’t think his cock could grow any further, but from the sight of his beautiful naked mother, it did.
She playfully jumped back on the bed and crawled over on top of Dennis. She slid his shorts all the way off of him and straddled his lower calves. She bent over, grabbed his cock, and placed it perfectly in her mouth. There was no hesitation on her part as she began furiously sucking his dick. With her other hand she began to play with his hairy balls. This went on for a few more minutes.
“Are you ready Allan?” Kim asked Dennis.
Dennis once again did not respond, but it didn’t matter as Kim was already beginning to get in position. She moved her ass further up Dennis’s body until her pussy was positioned right above Dennis’s erect cock. She reached down with one hand and straightened his penis so that it would align with her pussy. Again with no hesitation, she slid herself down on his dick until it was completely inside of her. At this point Dennis’s cock could not be seen. He looked down at the situation and only saw two large bushes of pubic hair interacting with each other. His mother continued to ride his dick and in minutes Dennis was ready to explode again, but this time inside of his mom. He wasn’t gonna hold back on this one. He grabbed his mother’s ass cheeks with his hands and squeezed them firmly. He was now aggressively slamming his dick into his mother’s pussy. She began to moan in pleasure and just as Dennis was ready to orgasm, he felt a strange sensation upon his cock.
It seemed that it was getting more difficult to thrust his cock into his mother. He then realized that she was also having an orgasm and her pussy was tightening on his dick. This created many dirty thoughts into his head that pushed him over his limit. He began to furiously cum inside his mother. His orgasm involuntarily made his hips thrust in and out of his mom’s pussy with more force and speed. He could feel every blast of cum release from his dick and knew his mom could to as her moans matched the streams of cum.
After the two’s orgasms, Kim collapsed on top of her naked son and began to snore again. Dennis knew she was really asleep now and figured he should leave. But this was a once in a lifetime opportunity that he wasn’t gonna lose. He flipped his mother over so that she was lying naked on her back. He wanted the get an up close look at her amazing pussy.
He was now kneeled in between her outspread legs investigating his mother’s vagina. He ran his fingers through her luscious bush. Something about how much pubic hair she had turned him on. He guessed it was because no girls anymore have bushes. Next he turned his focus to her large breasts. He wanted to do one last thing and then he would leave. He straddled her abdomen and placed his large cock in between his mom’s enormous tits. Dennis squished them together to create a makeshift pussy that he could fuck. He thrust his cock between her tits until he was ready to orgasm again. This time he simply closed his eyes and allowed the cum to go wherever it wanted to. After a few seconds of blasting his load, he reopened his eyes to see what had happened. His beautiful mother was lying there asleep with huge streaks of cum across her face and into her hair. There were also globs of semen resting on her ample breasts. Dennis was satisfied with this and exited the room after retrieving his shorts.
He knew he had done a terrible thing, but he felt the pleasure and one time experience outweighed the negative aspects. He truly didn’t mind to be a motherfucker, in fact, it now made him horny whenever he thought about it.

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Life Of Lex Part 1

Hey guys and girls, sorry havent uploaded recently, ive been on holiday and just got back. this story is a bit different to what i usually do, please only give constructive critisism plz. enjoy!

A old evil awakens . part 1

When James a nerdy 20 year old guy gets access to a old power that allows him to control minds and body’s he goes on a trip of vengeance starting with his sister

Stepdaughter Laura: Chapter Six

Stepdaughter Laura: Chapter Six
It’s been a few months sense Laura has been here at the house and to be honest, I kind of miss having her with me. She has sent a number of sets of photos, the last two sets included another female as well.
It was Thanksgiving day after noon and as was my routine I was at my computers. On Laura’s computer the screen saver of her naked photos was running as I went though e-mails on mine.
“Have eaten anything Pop?”
I jumped not hearing Laura come in, “Oh, you startled me baby.” Reaching for the hem of her skirt, “Not sense breakfast.”
“That’s desert for later Pop,” she was smiling, “OK, go ahead and remove my panties and we’ll go eat some where.”
“You know there isn’t much open today.”
“That’s not a problem Pop. I have a place for us to go already.”
After I had her panties off, as the last time she was with me but, she had me put on the panties I just took off her. The crotch was damp and sent a tingle though my cock as it added some pre-cum to the sky blue panties.
As Laura drove to our destination, I occupied myself by playing with her pussy slipping my fingers in and out. I froze with two fingers inside her as she pulled up to a guard house of a gated community. With my hand sitting where it was, the hem of her skirt was at her waist leaving her crotch exposed.
“Good evening Jim.”
“Miss Laura, good to see you,” he had a big smile on his face.
“This is my step-dad.”
leaning in, “Nice to meet you sir,” his eyes fixed on the point my fingers disappeared. “Don’t let me stop you from your fun Miss Laura.”
I started fingering her pussy.
“You sure do have a hot stepdaughter sir.”
“Well, she is her mother’s daughter.”
He handed Laura a pass then opened the gate and let us in. Laura pulled into a driveway a few blocks away. I was a little surprised when Dan answered the door.
“Good to see you two. Come on in.”
Susan came in with drinks for us. She wore a skirt that ended about half way to her knees. The top two buttons of her blouse were undone reviling the top of a black lace bra.
“Laura, can you help me put the food on the table?”
“Sure Susan.” Laura left with Susan.
Dan and I sat in the living room talking about different topics waiting on the girls. It was about an hour later when we were called to the table.1
I was introduced to their two children, Danny and Sally.
Dan had Laura sit to his right with Danny next to her. Susan sat at the far end with me to her right with Sally between her dad and I . With the side length of the table as it was Danny’s chair was right next to Laura’s. The same was true of Sally’s and mine. I noted that Danny’s left hand stayed below table level most of the meal. Sitting next to Sally, I watched her dress ride up time she moved until I could tell she was pantie-less. As we ate, neither Dan nor Susan seemed to pay little interest to the actions of the kids.
“If you will excuse me, may I use your bathroom?” I was about to unload in the panties I was wearing.
Sally quickly spoke up, “I’ll show him the way.”
“Aright dear, your excused,” Dan said.
Stopping in front of door Sally said, “Here you go.”
“Thank you Sally,” I stepped in and pushed the door to.
I hadn’t got in good until Sally was at my side with her dress off, “Let me help you with that.”
Before I could stop her, she had my pants unzipped and my cock in her mouth.
She had been at it about ten minutes when Susan showed up.
“Save some for me dear.”
I looked over to see Susan as she slipped her bra off then her skirt leaving her completely naked. I couldn’t hold back any longer and unload down Sally’s sweet throat.
“That sure was good desert, you should try some mom.”
“I’ll clean up what you left baby but I want mine some where else.” she took me by the hand and lead me to her bedroom, leaving my pants and panties on the bathroom floor. Sally was right behind us.
I don’t know how long we were going at it, but I filled Susan’s pussy twice and Sally’s once.
As I went to retrieve my pants and panties Susan told Sally, “Go and get a clean pair of your panties for him dear.”
Sally trotted off and moments later returned with a pair her canary yellow bikini panties. When we rejoined the others, they were in the living room sitting on the sofa with Laura between Dan and Danny.
We said our good nights then Laura and I made our way home. It wasn’t until we were undressing that she saw that I was wearing a different pair of panties and I saw that she was missing her bra.
We spent most of Friday shopping. She of course went without panties and she had me wear the panties given to me by Sally.
Back at the house that evening I was checking e-mails. There were three from Dan. The first was an hour long video of Laura and Danny. One video showed Sally sucking me off in the bathroom and then in the bedroom as I filled both Susan and Sally’s pussies. The last was a video of Laura naked on the dinning table as Dan and Danny filled her mouth and pussy.
Saturday went pretty much as Friday, shopping daring the day and our nightly routine. She and I spent Sunday morning fucking. Laura finally left just after lunch so she could make it back to her house before dark. After she left I went to put on a pair of my underwear only to find that, once again, Laura had taken all my underwear and leaving her panties in their place.
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