My Pregnant Neighbor Part 3
After all of our time-limited sexual play over the weekend, Monday morning comes and Shelly and I are able to finally loose the fires that had been building within us.
After all of our time-limited sexual play over the weekend, Monday morning comes and Shelly and I are able to finally loose the fires that had been building within us.
After all of our time-limited sexual play over the weekend, Monday morning comes and Shelly and I are able to finally loose the fires that had been building within us.
After all of our time-limited sexual play over the weekend, Monday morning comes and Shelly and I are able to finally loose the fires that had been building within us.
After all of our time-limited sexual play over the weekend, Monday morning comes and Shelly and I are able to finally loose the fires that had been building within us.
After all of our time-limited sexual play over the weekend, Monday morning comes and Shelly and I are able to finally loose the fires that had been building within us.
The night of the homecoming dance has arrived. Nick hopes to finally convince Stacy to have sex with him again while dealing with a flirtatious Mari. Danny tries to win Lizzy’s love which leads to some more public sex.
A mother mind-controls her son into being her cock-slave and her daughter into being her virgin lover!
The short love story of two high school lesbians takes a turn as a young classmate of theirs declares his love for Nicole.
The short love story of two high school lesbians takes a turn as a young classmate of theirs declares his love for Nicole.
The short love story of two high school lesbians takes a turn as a young classmate of theirs declares his love for Nicole.
The short love story of two high school lesbians takes a turn as a young classmate of theirs declares his love for Nicole.
Faithful wife is younger than her husband and needs more than he can provide her.
Linnea tries Stacey’s scheme to land some business.
We really get into our trip and make all the way to Iowa
We really get into our trip and make all the way to Iowa
Her Brother-In-Lawâs Revenge by rutger5 ( An original story-Copyright 2011 )
âIâm telling you sis I donât know why you put up with his shit. You have the gold ring and youâre the mother of his kids so you donât have to take it.â
âItâs not that easy Kim. What youâve said is true but I do love him and to just cut him off like that with no proof or warningâŚâ Kathy said before her younger sister interrupted.
âHoney he goes to strip clubs and gets lap dances and proudly admits it. Every bimbo who works in his office probably sucked his dick to get their job and most of them look as if theyâre not smart enough to read English let alone do any work. I may not have proof but Iâm sure heâs cheating on you Kathy.â
âI donât know about that last part. Yes the women who work in the office are young and attractive and he is familiar with them but itâs just his way. It doesnât prove anything.â
Kim rolled her eyes at her sisterâs response and wondered if Kathy was really so blind or just pretended to be in order to keep the peace and not let any cracks show in her façade of a perfect, happy family. The two women sat in Kathyâs luxuriously decorated kitchen sipping margaritas as Maria, Kathyâs housekeeper, bustled about setting thing in their proper order. Putting her glass down on the granite countertop Kim thought to herself about how she could force her sister to accept the truth.
It took another margarita before inspiration struck Kim. She smiled to herself as a plan took shape in her mind. No sense saying anything to Kathy yet, at best she would be against the idea and at worst she could blow it up, unwittingly or not. For her part Kathy was just glad that Kim had stopped harping on Frank. She loved having her beloved younger sister living with them but she desired serenity and peace in her life.
She couldnât understand why Kim didnât comprehend that especially since theyâd grown up in a home filled with such turmoil and dissension. Kathy just desired to live a placid existence and for her children to grow up in a home free from fighting all the time.
âAre you having dinner with us tonight Kim? Its family pizza night.â
âNo sorry sis not tonight. Iâm meeting Gabrielle for drinks and weâll probably grab a bite to eat. That reminds me Kathy, any way that you can lend me a little money?â
Kathy sighed to herself as she opened her Coach bag and removed her wallet. She slid a number of bills from it and handed the money to her sister before returning the wallet.
âThanks big sisterâ Kim mumbled as she slipped the money in her jean pocket. In the background Maria shook her head sadly before making the sign of the cross furtively.
âNow Kim, promise me you wonât drink too much especially if youâre on your medication.â
âYou worry too much sis. If Iâm drinking a lot I will just skip my pills tonight. They are only for anxiety and if Iâm drunk what do I have to be anxious about? Thanks again Kathy.â
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An hour later Kim and Gabrielle were on their third drink and deep in conversation. They were ensconced at their favorite booth at TGIFâs, located right near the bar and a stoneâs throw from the ladies room.
âIâm sure my sister would do it but why do you even care Kim? It isnât hurting you any so why bother, thatâs my motto. If there was something in it for you I could understand.â
âNo youâre missing the point Gaby; if it hurts my sister then it hurts me. Iâm not gonna let the bastard get away with pulling a fast one on her.â
âYour sister doesnât seem to care about what heâs up to.â
âKathy looked out for me when I was young and nowâs my chance to return the favor. Sheâs just in denial, once she is confronted with the truth things will change. Then if sheâs smart and files for divorce with all his money sheâll be set for life.â
âDoesnât he make his money owning and running a private carting/waste removal business? I doubt thatâs the kind of guy you can take to the cleaners, more likely sheâll be wearing cement shoes if she tries.â
âNo heâs not like that Gaby, he wouldnât hurt my sister. If you crossed him in business that is one thing, but not family. Sheâs the mother of his kids, fuhgedaboudit.â
âOkay Iâll call Chloe and have her meet us here. Now letâs order some food to soak up some of the booze. Do you know what you want to order? That cheeseburger is calling my name.â
âIâm not sure yet but nothing too fattening for me. I donât want to say anything Gaby, but maybe you should skip the burger and order cottage cheese instead. Youâve been looking a little bloated lately.â
Gabrielle shot daggers at her companion before ruefully inspecting her soft and expanding waist and hips. Maybe tomorrow she would go for a nice walk after work to burn off some calories she thought.
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âReally Kim what is your hurry today. We have plenty of time before I have to get the kidsâ Kathy told her sister as the younger woman practically dragged her by the arm off the elevator in her haste.
Kim didnât even answer her she as was so intent on getting there quickly. Once sheâd received the text from Chloe she knew the clock was ticking. They had to arrive while Frank was compromised but before Chloe would be forced to do more than she wanted or even worse before he became suspicious. Especially since she wasnât sure how much loyalty the hundred dollars she paid Chloe would buy. The two sisters walked down the carpeted hallway of the apartment complex toward Gabrielleâs unit. Once they reached the door Kim turned to her sister.
âListen Kathy, youâre going to see something here that you wonât like but donât kill the messenger, okay?â Kim said right before she opened the door.
Kathy glared at her sister before pushing past her and entering the apartment. She was certainly not prepared for the scene that awaited her. There on the couch not ten feet away was her husband Frank with no shirt on but he did have a scantily clad young twenty something woman perched on his lap and his hands were all over her.
âFrank!â Kathy wailed, the pain evident in her voice.
Without another word she turned and fled past her sister from the direction she came. Frank had leapt to his feet on seeing and hearing his wife sending Chloe tumbling to the floor. He grabbed his shirt and started after his fleeing spouse slowing only long enough to give a smirking Kim a venomous look before continuing the pursuit of his wife.
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Since the incident that afternoon Kim had been keeping a low profile. She shared a couple of drinks with Chloe, using them to wash down two Xanax pills as she was feeling quite anxious. When she got back to the house in the early evening the mood was unsettled to say the least. Though it appeared calm it was the kind right before the storm broke. The only people she saw were Maria and her brother Manuel, who served as the gardener and handyman for the household. He was always a quiet man who said little but it was obvious that they knew something was wrong which made them even more reticent then usual.
Kim had tried calling Kathy numerous times but only got her voice mail. She had left a couple of messages but as of yet had gotten no replies. She saw that both Kathy and Frankâs vehicles were parked in the garage so she assumed they were home by now. Kim really wanted to know what the results of her scheme were but she figured she would find out tomorrow. After liberating a bottle of vodka from the well stocked home bar in the basement and some OJ from the kitchen Kim decided to chill out that night.
It was a couple of hours later and Kim was feeling no pain. Slowly she took another toke on the joint, filling her lungs with the mood altering smoke. When she exhaled it looked to be in the shape of a dragon which made her giggle with delight. After a final hit Kim dropped the partially smoked joint into the ashtray on her nearby bedside table before lighting her Parliament cigarette.
Suddenly the door to her room flew open and her brother-in-lawâs bulky figure filled the doorway. He paused only a few seconds while he surveyed the room, taking in the sight of Kim sprawled across the bed in her tiny girly tee and silk boy shorts smoking her cigarette. He strode into the room on a mission and nothing would stand in his way. The first thing he did was yank the cigarette from her hand and crush it out in the ashtray.
âWhat the hell FrankâŚâ she managed to get out before he cut her off.
âShut your mouth Kim, Iâve had enough of your bullshit to last a lifetime and today was the final straw.â
Kim had never seen Frank in this mood before and if she hadnât been so wasted she probably would be scared or nervous at the least. It was obvious that he was angry but it was a cold anger. He was in total control over both his emotions and actions.
âYou want to come between your sister and me and think that Iâll stand for that under my roof then youâre crazier than I thought.â
âItâs your cheating that is the problem, not meâ Kim fired back as she staggered to her feet.
Frank towered over her and she took a step back, stumbling in the process although she managed to stay on her feet.
âYou stupid bitchâ he snarled â no doubt youâll be happy to learn that Kathy is refusing to fulfill her wifely duties due to your setup.â
Kim couldnât help but smiling on hearing that news. Her sister had confided in her long ago that not only did he have a bull-like physique and endowment but that he expected sex every day and always more than once.
âIt serves you right that she cut you off Frank, disrespecting your wife like thatâ Kim couldnât help but replying.
âWell I hope you enjoy your victory while youâre sleeping on the street because from this point on you are persona non grata with me. Iâm not even waiting until tomorrow to throw your ass on the street.â
âYou wouldnât dare, besides Kathy wonât stand for that.â
âWhether she would or not doesnât matter because I own this house, itâs my name on the deed not your sisterâs. She has no say in this, now are you going to go quietly or do I need to call the police. They might also be interested in what you choose to smoke.â
âYouâre bluffingâ she slurred âthereâs no way youâd throw me out in the middle of the night. Besides where would I go now? I donât have any money.â
âYou should have thought of that before sticking your nose where it didnât belong. As far as money I can assure you that I will do what it takes to prevent Kathy from funneling you any more of my money. You can turn tricks on the boulevard for all I care, and if what I heard from Kathy is true and she does know you best, you may have experience with that already.â
âYou bastardâ she replied.
Without thinking Kim then slapped her brother-in-law in the face before instantly regretting it. She took a half step backwards but he ignored the blow and just shook his head.
âGood way to change my mind dumbass.â
âIâm sorry Frank, about everything. Iâll talk to Kathy tomorrow and straighten things out, I promise. Just donât kick me out with nothing, Iâm begging you, please.â
âNice to see a tiny bit of humility from you but itâs much too little, too late. Now letâs get going if Iâm going to get some sleep tonight. Your choice if you want to leave on your own or be escorted out by John Q Law.â
Realizing that he was dead serious Kim decided to turn on the waterworks in a last ditch effort to change his mind. She grabbed at his arm while she started sobbing at the same time. Frank seemed uncomfortable with his wailing sister-in-law clinging to him with tears streaming down her pretty face so he simply took a step back while pulling his arm free of her grasp. Losing any last shred of dignity Kim fell to her knees and clutched at his pajama covered leg as the histrionics continued.
âPlease Frank Iâm begging you not to do thisâ she pleaded.
He looked down at her blubbering and he felt a part of him moved by the spectacle. Unfortunately for Kim it wasnât his heart that was moved to pity but rather his neglected cock twitching in his pants. He had long had a thing for his wifeâs younger sister and truth be told she was a younger, fitter, sexier version of his wife. He had never hit on her previously because she was family and he didnât normally believe in shitting where he lived. However this situation had created possibilities that his quick mind recognized and he decided to act on them. The fact that he hadnât had sex that day certainly factored in his considerations but he still kept his head in spite of that.
âListen Kim you can stay tonight but on one condition, okayâ he told her gruffly.
Choking back a sob Kimâs blue eyes looked up at his but Frankâs face was impassive and she couldnât read what he was thinking.
âReally Frank, I can stay?â
âJust for tonight Kim and only on one condition.â
âSure whatever and then we can discuss it tomorrow, right?â Kim was already scheming but in her condition she didnât notice his expression and still thought she could end up on top.
Now he had her where he wanted her and Frank intended on dropping the hammer – hard.
âYou can stay for the night ifâŚâ he told her as he unbuttoned and pushed his pajama bottoms to the floor freeing his wide and hardening cock. Once free it sprang up, shocking Kim with both its thickness and the fact that it was now inches from her face. She instantly recoiled but Frank reached out and easily prevented her from moving further away. His other hand began to stroke the growing length, running up and down the rigid tube. A drop of clear fluid seeped from the hole and was followed by more of the liquid as his juices began to flow.
Kim was torn between attempting to flee from her hated brother-in-law while another part of her, the slutty horny part that usually showed its face when she was wasted fought to take control. His hand gently stroked her silky, black hair and that tipped the balance. Kim reached a tentative hand out and grasped his rampant erection which caused it to twitch and the flow of pre-cum increased.
âSuck it Kimâ he told her in a voice rough with pent up desire.
Slowly, haltingly she leaned forward, her eyes fixated on the throbbing meat she held. While Kim stared another drop of pre-cum oozed from the hole and without thinking her tongue flicked out and licked it up making Frank moan loudly. Opening her mouth wide she took the knob in her mouth and proceeded to slide her lips down the shaft, swallowing it as deep as she could handle.
Both his hands took Kim by her hair and he started to guide her head back and forth on his swollen prick. Kim bobbed up and down the thick cock, her mouth stretched to its limit in accommodating the impressive girth. It showed in her cheek as the meat slid in and out of her mouth. Frank removed one hand from her hair though his other continued in directing her. He then unbuttoned his top and dropped it. Kim was really giving it her best and he realized if things continued much longer he wouldnât be able to prevent orgasm.
In order to forestall that he used a thumb and finger to pinch Kimâs nose. Immediately she tried pulling her mouth off him but his hand in her hair prevented that. Already starting to panic her wild eyes looked up at him desperately. First he winked but he then released her nose and pulled her hair back pulling her from his prick. She gasped and coughed for a few seconds but she was alright.
âStand up Kimâ he demanded of her and she scrambled to her feet quickly.
Frank smiled at her fast response as he realized she was well on her way to being tamed by him. He pushed her back up against the wall where his large hands grasped the top of her tee shirt and ripped. The material was no match for his strength and tore roughly down the middle exposing her smooth, soft skin. Her pert B-cup breasts were revealed in all their beauty, perfectly shaped and topped by red, erect nipples. He smirked on seeing the evidence that she was already aroused.
âYou dirty little slutâ he told her as his thumb and forefinger squeezed one hard enough to give Kim an equal amount of pain with the pleasure.
Frankâs mouth soon replaced his fingers and once his teeth and tongue found her breast it was Kimâs turn to moan. He would have smiled if his mouth wasnât otherwise occupied in feasting on her. One of his hands now started to rub the delta between her thighs, moving up and down over the silky material. Her legs parted wider involuntarily as Frankâs large hand moved faster against her vulva.
He could feel her wetness even through the panties which were becoming damp from her juices. Not wishing to wait longer he brought his hand up high enough that it could slip under the waistband. As it slid down he felt her tiny landing strip of hair before he reached his objective. He brushed past her clit as his middle finger sought, then found her dripping opening between her plump lips.
Frank pushed the tip of his thick finger into her causing her legs to spread wider to give him greater access. He took instant advantage, working deeper in Kimâs tight cunny while also bringing his palm in contact with her engorged clitoris. By now he had worked his finger past his second knuckle into her canal and was wiggling it with the intention of loosening her enough to fit his much larger cock there.
His mouth had switched between her sweet breasts multiple times by now and each nipple stood proudly at attention from the stimulation they had received. In fact Kim was actually cradling Frankâs head as it suckled at her bosom, encouraging him in his efforts. Suddenly he pulled his mouth from her causing a sigh of disappointment to escape her lips.
Not pausing a moment Frank crouched before Kim while managing to keep his finger embedded in her wet pussy. His other hand tugged at the waistband of her boy shorts, sliding them down her toned legs until they reached the carpeted floor. He removed his digit and greedily sucked her juices from it with a slurping sound.
âYour pussy juice tastes so good that I want to have some more. Do you mind if I lick you?â he asked her.
âNo go aheadâ she answered, her lust overruling any hesitation she felt under the circumstances.
Frankâs thick fingers spread her lips wide, opening her pussy like the petals of a flower. Her nectar glinted on her womanhood like stars in the evening sky. He leaned forward and inhaled the bouquet of aroused pussy before his tongue ran the length of it. Frank started at the top and worked his way downward slowly, savoring the taste and texture of Kimâs vagina. She gasped as he probed the depths of her wetness, his tongue searching out and exploring every crevice and fold it could reach.
She tasted delightful and he became even harder from her scent and taste. Kim began to roll her hips in an effort to bring his tongue together with her clit as he had deliberately ignored it. Frank immediately realized what she was trying and after one final lap of his tongue he stopped licking her altogether. Kimâs blue eyes, which had been almost closed from pleasure opened wider with disappointment.
âWhatâs the matter Kim; you didnât want me to stop?â
âNo baby, it felt so goodâ she replied with lust in her voice.
Frank chuckled then without warning he slapped her cunt with an open hand. She cried out from the pain at which time he followed with two more stinging blows to her vulva before standing and grabbing her hair with a hand.
âThis isnât about it feeling good for you slut and donât you forget it. You are being taught a lesson as well as Iâm going to get my rocks off. Understand?â
âYes, Iâm sorry Frankâ she sobbed with tears rolling down her cheek.
âGood now that weâre clear on that Kim I want you to face the wall and bend over. Now move.â
He released her hair and watched as she turned toward the wall and bent at the waist. In spite of his anger he was frozen a minute as he looked at her exposed peach between her supple thighs. The lips were wet and swollen while the juicy insides were dripping a clear, sticky fluid and he had to resist the urge to again smother it with his mouth.
Breaking free of the spell her pussy had cast on him Frank slapped her full, round buttocks a couple of times. They were nice and firm and barely jiggled from his blows. He stepped forward so that his jutting cock slid between her taut thighs and pressed against the outside of her puss.
âPut your hands flat against the wallâ he directed her.
Kim quickly complied with his order and as soon as she was braced he guided the large, mushroom head to her opening. He grunted as he started to split her tender treat but even with all the natural lubrication there it was extremely slow going. He pulled his hips back to reposition himself, then holding her hip with one hand and his thick shaft with the other he drove forward with all his power.
Frank sank halfway into her wet folds making Kim cry out. He then seized her other hip and pushed forward again. Slowly, reluctantly, her tight pussy opened to his assault and soon his battering ram was totally within her gates. For her part Kim was filled like she couldnât remember being before and though there was some discomfort it was also stimulating all the sensitive nerves located in her pinkness.
âFuck that is one tight cunt you have Kim. Itâs squeezing my cock like crazy. Whatâs the matter, all your pretty boys have needle dicks?â he taunted, knowing she had the tendency of dating only good looking guys.
She just grunted in reply as with the feelings she was getting from her pussy speaking wasnât an option right then. Frank started to pull back and watched as her pussy lips clung to him like a glove as he withdrew. When just his head was in her Frank reversed direction and drove balls deep again. That was enough to push her overwrought body straight to orgasm. Stifling a cry Kimâs body shuddered from the force of her climax. He tried to ignore her clenching muscles and continue his thrusting but her internal pressure proved too great. As his neglected balls signaled their imminent release Frank managed to withdraw his erection just in time.
Seconds later he exploded with his first shot landing in Kimâs hair and the next landing with a splat on her back. He stroked his cock fast now shooting the rest against her firm ass and the outside of her cunny. He then slapped his hard cock against her butt cheeks to force the last bit of cum out before driving into her womanly depths again.
Now that she had adjusted and opened to him he began to pound her sweet treat as hard and fast as he was able. The room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping flesh and the heady aroma of sex. In combination with her intoxicated state, the hard fucking Frank was giving her made it hard for Kim to remain standing. Her leg muscles trembled each time his hairy legs slapped into hers as he drove deep. His large hands gripped her hips tightly, the thick, powerful fingers digging into Kimâs tender flesh.
He was in his element now, fucking hard and fast and under control since his first orgasm took the edge off. Frank looked down and watched as he slid in and out of Kimâs sticky treat, her lips clinging to his meat as he worked her over. The sight of her divine buttocks inspired him to occasionally deliver a sharp smack but after a particularly hard one it made Kim lose her balance.
Though his other hand kept her from falling it was enough to cause his cock to slip from her as she stumbled. Kim turned and looked at him almost apologetically at him.
âSorryâ she mumbled âbut Iâm having problems staying on my feet for some reason.â
âI think the answer is in that bottle and the ashtrayâ Frank replied his eyes scanning the vodka and marijuana. âDonât worry about it, just lay on the floor Kim.â
Frank assisted her down to the floor where Kim lay on her back. She spread her legs wide with her knees bent and her pretty feet flat on the carpet. As he removed a pillow from her bed Frankâs eyes took in what was waiting for him and grinned. She might have personality issues but Kim was incredibly sexy. Her lustrous black hair cascaded across her shoulders and to the floor below while her firm perky breasts rose and fell with each breath. He gazed lower as he positioned the pillow between her open legs. Her miniscule landing strip pointed the way to her aroused womanhood which was topped by her partially hooded clit.
Once Frank knelt on the pillow he slapped her waiting lips a couple of times before angling the head to her opening. The tip slipped between her opened lips sending shivers up Kimâs spine which only intensified as the rest of the head followed by the thick shaft worked its way in. Her walls clamped on him but Frank persevered until he was deep in Kimâs channel.
âDamn that tight cunt of yours is squeezing meâ he grunted as he started to make short, slow thrusts.
Kim took a hold of her legs and pulled them into the air allowing Frankâs schlong to slip deeper in her greedy pussy. He leaned forward while supporting himself on his hands which also assisted in getting more of his thick shaft in her. He increased the tempo of his pumping as he continued forcing Kim to moan from the feeling of being filled to the brim. His hips rose and fell like a well oiled machine, sinking to her depths before retreating only to go deep again.
She wrapped her legs around his waist allowing her now free hands to grab hold of his hairy ass cheeks and attempt to pull him deeper. Frank now repositioned himself on his elbows bringing their torsos together where his hairy chest tickled her sensitive nipples. Feeling himself nearing the final stretch Frank drove his length as fast as he was able and as his pubic bone collided with Kimâs hard little clit with each thrust.
It was too much for her overwrought senses and her teeth found his burly shoulder as she saw stars. Barely feeling the bite his cock swelled and stiffened as orgasm approached. He groaned with pleasure as he came deep inside Kim, coating and filling her welcoming hole with his sperm.
They remained motionless for a few minutes as their spent bodies slowly returned to normal from their orgasmic high. As her trembling legs slid from his back to the floor he pushed his torso to an upright position before pulling his still dripping prick out of her. He crawled forward trapping her arms beneath his knees and fed her his cock covered with their mingled fluids.
Though tired Kimâs natural cocksucking ability kicked in and she eagerly slurped their juices off it as she sucked the softening member. When it was clean he moved to the side of her before standing. For her part Kim crawled to her bed and dragged herself onto the welcoming mattress. As soon as her head hit the pillow she knew no more.
When Kim awoke the next morning the first thing she felt was her pounding head followed by her dry mouth. Once she opened her baby blues the bright light sent pain straight to her brain until her hand shielded her sensitive eyes. Laying there she also realized that she had to pee badly and that her pussy ached.
It wasnât a dream Kim thought to herself, she had really had sex with her brother-in-law.
Staggering to her feet Kim was conflicted in what she felt about the situation. Though she had always disliked Frank she had to admit that her sister was right about his sexual prowess. In fact if anything Kathy had undersold his ability as not only did he have great stamina but his endowment was equally impressive.
Kim quickly pulled a t-shirt on to cover her nakedness, then shuffled to the door. Her hand turned the knob and she pushed but the door wouldnât budge. Frustrated she tried with both hands but she had no more luck. Kim stamped her foot impatiently and when she did her eyes caught a glimpse of something sticking under the door. Leaning down Kim observed a tiny wedge of wood protruding from the other side which was effectively locking her in.
âHelloâ Kim called out as her hand knocked against the door âcan anyone hear me? Please Iâm locked in and I have to use the bathroom.â
She was met by silence and it started becoming very uncomfortable for her. Kimâs bladder was full and needed relief badly. Her body shifted from foot to foot as she did her version of the pee pee dance. It was almost to the point that she could no longer hold it when she heard voices followed by the sound of footsteps approaching. Kim redoubled her efforts, increasing her knocking and shouting when she heard a familiar voice.
âHold your horses, Iâm coming. No need to break down the doorâ Frank said before guffawing.
She watched as the wood was pulled back and seconds later the door was pulled open from the hall. Standing there with a wooden wedge in his hand was Frank and standing behind him was Manuel who had a hand truck filled with large plastic containers. Frank quickly stepped into the doorway preventing Kim from leaving.
âPlease Frank let me out, I really have to goâ she pleaded.
âI bet you do slutâ he answered calmly. âOkay letâs go.â
Saying that he took her firmly by the arm and led her walking so fast she almost had to run to keep up. They passed the bathroom without pausing and though Kim turned to it he dragged her past and continued until they reached the side door to the house. Frank opened it and pulled her out into the bright sunlight almost blinding her. Closing the door behind them he leaned his massive frame against the door.
âWell Kim I thought you had to go so badly. You have the choice of anywhere in the whole yard to goâ he said indicating the well manicured lawn on the side and back of the house.
Shooting him a dirty look but knowing better than saying something she cast her eyes around for where she might have a little privacy. There was a shed against the fence where the gardening supplies and tools were stored and it provided Kim with at least some cover. Not being able to wait any longer once Kim was in the shadow of the shed she squatted down while raising her shirt up a bit and let it go. As the golden stream was absorbed by the grass she breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly Frank said âCheese!â and when Kim looked up she saw his phone pointed her way as he took a candid shot. There was nothing she could do under the circumstance but turn her face so that at least it didnât appear in anymore shots. When she finished she stood while pulling her shirt down as far as she could to cover up.
âSorry about that Kim but I figure Iâm doing you a favor. Youâll have to be doing a lot of that since you will be living on the street starting todayâ he told her with an evil grin.
âWait Frank, youâre not really throwing me out are you, after last night?â
âI told you last night that you could stay the night and you did. Now its time to go. Donât worry Manuel will pack up all your stuff and what you canât carry I will allow you to store here, at least for a while.â
She stopped dead in her tracks and looked at him. Kim felt like she had been punched in the gut at that moment and worse she realized she didnât have much in the way of options. Her only hope was that she might be able to crash with a friend at least temporarily.
âOkayâ she said, her voice small, âcan I at least make a few calls first?â
He stood still as if he was considering her request before he answered.
âThatâs fine Kim but remember that Iâm not going to pay your cell bill anymore either.â
They went back in the house and headed to what had been her room. Manuel had already removed much of her clothing from her drawers and piled it on her bed. The plastic containers were open and scattered on the floor. With trembling fingers Kim picked up the receiver and dialed Gabrielle. Once she answered Kim breathlessly whispered to her, asking if she could crash on her couch for a little while until things settled. Shockingly she was told no.
âSorry Kim but my boyfriend will be staying for a little while and you would just cramp our style. Iâm sure you understand. Iâm at work, got to go.â
With that Kim heard a click on the other end of the line. She made another couple of calls but in both cases her âfriendsâ were unable or unwilling to help. After the last call she slammed down the receiver as she started to panic. Frantically she searched the now disordered room until she found her bottle of Xanax. Popping the top she shook a pill out and put it on her tongue. She swallowed it down with the remaining now warm orange juice.
âYeah it really takes a crisis to show who your true friends are. Seems that maybe you arenât as popular as you thought when you were picking up the tab with my moneyâ Frank told her with a smug expression on his swarthy face.
Suddenly Kim realized that she had no where to turn except maybe Kathy. However if Frank put his foot down he could thwart that as well if he wanted to. Though she tried to stop it she felt her eyes welling with tears.
âFeeling sorry for yourself Kim? Donât worry you still have your looks going for you. With any luck you can find some guy to let you sleep at his place, that is if you are willing to use your sexy body in return.â
Her body now wracked by sobs she turned to him and managed to speak.
âFrank I know Iâm not your favorite person but for my sister, who you love, canât you forgive me?â
âThatâs rich coming from you but Iâm not really such a bad guy, well not that bad. I tell you what – you and me can make a deal so listen up. Itâs either take it or leave it with no negotiating. Iâll continue to let you stay and Iâll even give you an allowance. On top of that Iâll stop sleeping around with the random bimbo but only on certain conditions. First you are going to have to cut down on the drinking and drugging and never think of coming between me and Kathy. Since Iâm giving up most of my extra curricular activities you will have to pick up the slack if you catch my meaning.â
His message was obvious for as he said this his eyes greedily drank in her beauty.
âAnd I mean you will meet whatever demands I have and never refuse anything I ask. If you do the deal is off and weâre back to square one. Do you agree?â
âYes Frankâ she said quietly.
âYou will get your first chance now so behave and obey.â
Frank then turned to Manuel who had been standing there silently.
âMy sister-in-law is good lucking, eh Manuel.â
âYes sir, she is a very beautiful woman.â
âSheâs also very sexy and knows how to please a man, I can tell you that. How would you like her to give you a blowjob now.â
âI would like that a lot sirâ Manuel replied.
âYou heard him Kim, get on your knees and get busy.â
âWait Frank we didnât agree toâŚâ was all she said before he cut her off.
âI said whatever demands I had. I never told you it was only me you had to service. You will do whatever I say with whomever I say or you can get out now.â
Knowing she was beaten at least for now Kim sank to her knees with a sigh. Manuel had already pulled down his zipper and as soon as he pulled his hardening erection out he stepped before her. She reached out and took his mocha colored cock in her hand and then swallowed the head. He groaned in delight as her tongue swirled around the head before it probed his pee hole.
Kim began to bob her head up and down the shaft, taking him to the back of her mouth. She kept her eyes shut to at least prevent having to see what she was doing when she felt Frankâs hand pushing at the back of her head. At the same time Manuel thrust forward and the combination forced his head down her throat.
She started to cough and saliva spilled out of Kimâs mouth but Frank refused to let her move her head back. Manuel thrust forward a number of times rapidly and his eyes soon glazed over. Without warning his dick swelled up and with a cry he unloaded his cum straight down her throat. Kim managed to keep from gagging as Manuel used her for his pleasure. He remained buried until he was done cumming and his erection began to shrink.
After he pulled out Manuel tucked himself into his trousers with a sigh of satisfaction. Frank released Kim now that it was over. His hand stroked her hair as if she was a pet for a minute before stopping suddenly. Startled by his action Kim looked up at him.
âGood girl, you passed your first test. Now go take a shower and clean up. Donât forget to wash your mouth out. Hurry up because weâre going shopping when youâre done.â
She rose to her feet and as she turned to leave Frank couldnât resist slapping her supple ass. When she reached for her robe he stopped her with a word.
âNo need for a robe Kim. Around me there is no reason to cover up. Now get going.â
Without looking back she walked out of the room.
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This is my first story, tell me what you think, it is about Ben and his mother, Julie-45
I woke up alone, feeling happy and a little sore. But it was a good sore. I flexed my ass, remembering how my son gave me a nice, rough fucking back there last night. I rubbed my pussy to soothe the tenderness there. Between my son and my husband, I’d had more sex this week than ever before in my life–and I was ready for more!
It was Saturday, and imagining the possibilities for the day made me wet. I got up and put on my robe. I was tying the sash when I realized there was no reason for modesty any longer, and left it hang open then headed for the kitchen. It felt so feeing to be walking around the house practically naked and not having to care who might see me.
I assumed that Don had taken Evan out golfing, but then I heard the TV on in the living room. I went to check it out.
I found the two of them there sitting on the sofa next to each other, their robes open and they were both jerking off to whatever was on the television. It was a beautiful surprise, and I was shocked (and a little jealous that they were playing without me).
“Morning, hon,” my husband greeted me cheerfully, never slowing his stroke. “I’m showing Evan our old sex tape.”
“You’re my new favorite porn star, Mom!”
Now along with being shocked and jealous, I was also embarrassed and excited. I looked at the screen and saw myself holding my pussy wide open for the camera. The view pulled back and I watched myself grab a huge dildo and begin fucking it.
“Oh, my God, look at my hair!”
“I know, Mom, that’s quite the bush you had back then!”
“I meant my hairstyle, not down there,” I laughed. “But you’re right, look at that jungle!”
I looked at my boys playing with their cocks and had no choice but to join them. I sat down on the chair and pulled my robe open, too.
“Are you going to play with your cunt, Mom?”
A little chill ran through me. “Say that again.” I told Evan and smiled wickedly.
“Are you going to spread you legs, put your fingers in your hot, wet pussy, and play with your horny cunt?”
“Don’t mind if I do, sweet heart.” I opened my legs, licked my fingers, and touched my wetness. I could hear myself moaning on the video and looked up to see the screen filled with my hairy pussy. The view panned down as I slipped a finger in my ass while continuing to plunge the big dildo into my hole.
My attention flitted between the sexy scene of my younger self, and my boys sitting on the sofa stroking off next to each other (like it was the most natural thing in the world). I noticed that their strokes were in sync, up and down their cocks at the same time and the same speed. Adorable.
They were distracted as well–looking from the screen to the real thing between my legs and back again. A warm glow came over me as I tried to appreciate how lucky I was to be sitting here in our living room on an otherwise normal Saturday afternoon masturbating with my family so openly and comfortably.
The scene shifted and my husband’s cock came into view on TV. The dildo went away and he rubbed himself around my hole then slipped inside me.
“This is so great,” Evan said. “I love watching you guys fuck. It’s looks so good when Dad’s cock goes into your pussy, Mom.”
“It feels good, too!” I added with a giggle. I slipped two fingers inside my pussy.
“Dad, I’m getting close. I’m going to cum soon.”
“Go ahead, buddy, I’m watching.” My husband turned his attention to our son’s cock. Evan jacked himself harder, now looking only at me, as I leaned back in my chair fingering my twat and playing with my tits.
“Mom’s cunt looks so pretty. I love my mom’s cunt. Watch me jerk off, Dad. Look at me make my cock cum!” He lifted his hips and the cum spurted out of him accompanied by a loud moan. He caught he breath, then said, “Now you, Dad.”
My husband sat back and began whacking away real fast and within seconds he was pumping a fresh load of cum out onto his belly. He didn’t squirt as far, but it looked like he released more cum than Evan, and it was slowly flowing down over his cock and across his knuckles. I watched how they looked at one another then, each strangely fascinated with the other’s cock and cum. I almost felt like I was intruding on too private a moment between them. But of course that only made me hornier.
Now that they had both gotten themselves off they turned their attention to me. I scooted down in the chair so my back was on the seat and my butt hanging out in the air. My feet were planted wide apart and I was playing with my clit with one hand and my pussy hole with the other.
Evan reached over without looking and took hold of his father’s cock. He twisted it lightly in his grip. Without my son’s eyes ever leaving my body, his thumb found its way up to Don’s piss hole, and rubbed the drops of cum remaining there, spreading his spent semen around the head of his dad’s cock.
This scene was too much for me and my pussy began to convulse around my fingers. My first orgasm of the day bolted through me like a feathery freight train. I didn’t let up and kept strumming my clit as my husband leaned over and sucked on the tip of my son’s cock, cleaning the cum from it. That kicked off another orgasm right on top of my last. If this was how the day was starting, I couldn’t wait to see how it was going to end!
After recovering, we got cleaned up and decided to go out for lunch. We sat down at the table and talked about what was going on at work and in the world. To anyone else we appeared to be your normal, average family. No one here had any idea that we spent the morning jerking off together, or that my son had fucked me last night. It made me feel strangely alive to have this incredible secret.
“Welcome to–oh, hi Evan,” our perky little waitress said when she appeared.
“Hey, Mandy. I didn’t know you worked here.”
“Just started last weekend. Can I get you guys some drinks?” She took our orders, gave Evan a cute smile, and sashayed off to get our drinks.
“Friend of yours?” I asked.
“She was at Corey’s party,” Evan mumbled, watching her intently until she disappeared into the kitchen.
My husband caught my eye as I was about to say something else, and he just shook his head. I knew he was right and bit my tongue.
We had a great meal together. Mandy stopped by our table more than she needed to, and even sneaked us a free desert that we all shared. I felt like we were closer as a family than ever in that moment.
As we left the restaurant, Evan paused at the door with a look of uncertainty.
“I forgot something, I’ll catch up,” he said and went back inside.
Don and I went to the car, and in a few minutes saw Evan coming out with an ear-to-ear smile on his face. He climbed into the back seat nearly bouncing with excitement.
“So, what’d you forget, sport?” my husband quizzed him knowingly.
“I forgot to get Mandy’s number!” He proudly displayed a napkin with a phone number on it.
“Way to go, my man!”
“She is so cute,” I gushed. “You guys are going to make an adorable couple. When are you going out, and where? Do you need something new to wear–”
“Mom! Chill! We’re not getting married, just going on a date,” he laughed at how worked up I was getting. Don gave me one of his looks. I clamped down on my tongue again and tried to behave.
“I’m sorry, honey. I’m really happy for you, that’s all.”
We got home and Evan headed off to his room and closed the door. Don puttered around out in the yard and I took care of a few things around the house. I ejected our sex tape from the VCR and was going to put it back in its hiding place, but then decided to leave it out in case Evan wanted to look at it some more. I now hated the idea of him masturbating without me there to see. He was probably in his room right now thinking about Mandy’s perky little tits, and tight ass and jerking off. What a darling.
I couldn’t wait for evening to come. I took a nice bath, which I immediately realized was a mistake. I usually masturbate when I pamper myself like that, but I wanted to save it for later. It was like I was torturing myself. I shaved my pussy, then my legs and under my arms. I dried off, rubbed lotion all over my body and went to my bedroom to select my outfit.
I was a little worried that Evan might not want to play tonight now that he had the prospect of a girl his own age. I know that was the whole point of what Don and I were doing with him, giving him the confidence to get out there and find someone he liked, but I had one more fantasy I wanted to live out before we were done.
I decided that this was the night for the emerald green corset. It was an involved process just getting this little number on; a lot of cinches, and straps, and buckles. It was snugger than the last time I had worn it, but I managed to get myself squeezed in. The top had only half cups for my breasts, and it pushed them up and out–like they were being presented to you on a tray.
Next, I slipped on a pair of sheer thigh-high stockings. They gave just the right sheen to my legs, making them look smooth and shapely. I then dug my pair of dominatrix boots out of the back of the closet. They were shiny black vinyl, had a four inch heel, and came up almost to my knee. I pulled them on and was admiring myself in the mirror when Don came in, all sweaty from working in the yard.
“Game on?” he asked excitedly.
“I’m not sure,” I said with a hint of worry. “I haven’t seen him since we got back from lunch.”
“Don’t worry,” he came and gave me a hug. His manly scent was strong and the thought of him throwing me down on the floor and fucking my brains out while he was all dirty and smelly flashed through my mind. “As soon as he sees you in this get-up he’ll be hard as a rock and rarin’ to go, babe.”
“Go get cleaned up,” I kissed him, “this is your big night. You ready to take it to the next level?”
“To be honest, I haven’t been able to think about anything else all day.” He gave my bare ass a hearty squeeze and headed for the shower.
I was getting more turned on by the minute, I might just cum before we even get started! After trying on five different pairs of panties, three g-strings, and one crotchless number, I decided to wear nothing. I loved the way my lips were puffed up after shaving and by my extended arousal. I put on my white satiny robe and headed down to Evan’s room.
I knocked and waited this time until I heard him invite me in. I opened the door and he was standing up from his bed wearing just a pair of tight boxer briefs. They hugged his muscular buttocks and I could clearly see the outline of his semi-erect shaft. I was almost sexier than seeing him naked.
“Are you going out with Mandy tonight?” I asked praying he’d say no.
“Next Friday,” he said with a self-satisfied grin.
“Any plans for tonight?”
“Sam wanted to go to the movies, but it looks likes you have something else in mind.” He nodded toward my boots. I realized how silly I must look in my robe and mistress-boots!
“I think you should go out with Sam,” I opened my robe and let it fall. The cool air hit my bare nipples and freshly shaven pussy lips and a shiver ran through me. “It would be good for you to hang out with your friends for a change.”
After all we had done together over the past week, it was especially gratifying to see his reaction. As my husband would say, ‘he didn’t know whether to shit or go blind.’ I could see his cock growing in his shorts, and he rushed over to me, grabbed me in his arms and started sucking one of my nipples. Hard!
It was exactly the reaction I was hoping for, and I was shamelessly thrilled.
“Slow down, baby!” I laughed and pulled him away from my breast. He grabbed my wrists and dove back in on my other nipple. Sucking and biting aggressively. “Hey!” I cried, “Listen to your mother! Stop it!” I was so excited by the way he was treating my body that I couldn’t make myself sound serious.
I stepped back quickly. My nipple stretched and popped out of his mouth giving me a tingle up my spine. He came forward again, took me by the shoulders and kissed me. This wasn’t the soft, tender kind of kiss we’d shared before, this was a strong kiss filled with lust and passion. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. I pushed him away with some effort.
“Suck me,” I blurted out without thinking.
He dropped to his knees and I mounted his face. His tongue and lips ravaged me. My clit, my hole, my entire vulva were the objects of his frenzied oral attack.
“Your pussy tastes so good, Mom. I love your cunt so much!”
“Oh my God, you suck me so good, baby. But don’t make me cum. I don’t want to cum yet.” This was going to be almost impossible! He put a finger inside me and sucked my clit like a baby sucks his bottle. I was about to explode. “Give me your cock! Let me suck your cock.
He stood up, his lips and cheeks coated with a shiny layer of my pussy juices. I dropped to my knees in front of my son and tore down his shorts. His hard cock sprung out, hitting me in the face. He must have noticed the little trill of pleasure that escaped my throat because he seized his cock and slapped it lightly against my cheek. I turned my face, inviting another. And he slapped me with his meaty rod a little harder. I turned the other cheek, and he gave me another one, even harder. I snatched his prick into my mouth and began sucking.
“That’s it, Mom, swallow my cock. Suck me like the slutty mom you are.” I love it when my man talks dirty, and my son was really pressing all the right buttons for me. “You want my balls, Mom? You want to suck on my big, hairy balls?”
“Yes, I want my son’s balls in my mouth,” I panted and opened up. He stuffed his scrotum into my waiting mouth and I tongued his soft, young balls.
“Mom, I’m gong to cum all over your face.” He was stroking himself.
“No,” I said breathlessly. “I don’t want you to cum yet either.” As soon as I finished saying that I took his cock back into my mouth. I hadn’t felt him shoot directly into my throat yet. I hadn’t tasted his cum straight from his cock, and I wanted that so badly right then. But I didn’t want to spoil my plan. I forced myself to release his cock, and remained motionless on my knees trying to muster my willpower.
“Mom, I was so close. Please, suck me some more.”
“You keep quiet, young man,” I told him sternly and smacked him on the butt. I went to where his pants were draped over the back of his chair and removed his belt from the loops. I gave him a little whack on the butt with it and he yelp. Oops, I didn’t think it would sting that much! “That’s what you get for not listening to your mother.”
I made a loop in the belt and slipped it over his head and tightened it a little and led him down to my bedroom on my improvised leash. When we got there my husband was waiting on the bed. He was hard, and I suspect he heard us playing down the hall.
“I thought we had a strict policy against dogs in the bedroom, hon,” Don joked.
“This one’s been a bad puppy,” I said as I removed the ‘leash.’
“Did he pee on the carpet again?”
“He was humping my mouth with his naughty cock like a bad doggie.” I slapped him on the ass. “Now get on the bed and suck your father’s cock!” I commanded.
“I like this training method!” Don lay back and prepared to be pleasured. Evan crawled up the bed between his father’s legs and dutifully began sucking his cock. I wanted to stay and watch, but I had some more equipment I needed to prepare. I gave Evan’s balls a squeeze, gave my hubby a wink, and went into the bathroom.
“Evan,” I called from the bathroom as I was getting myself ready, “don’t let Daddy cum yet either!”
Once everything was in place, I stepped out of the bathroom. Not being able to resist a little drama I stood with my hands on my hips and my shoulders thrown back and like I was some kind of superhero. The boys looked over and saw me standing proudly in my green corset, high boots, and sporting my very own hard-on thanks to the strap-on dildo I was now wearing.
Evan’s jaw dropped, and my husband just smiled–he knew what was coming.
“Roll over, Rover,” I said as I approached the bed. My husband obeyed and turned face-down on the bed. I climbed up onto the bed and handed Evan the lube. “You got to watch your Dad fucking me, now you get to see me fucking Dad.”
“You’re going to put that in Dad’s ass?” His eyes dropped down to the hard, blue dildo jutting out from my crotch.
“We want to share everything with you, honey, and this is one of the things we like to do. Are you up for it?”
“What does it look like?” Evan was referring to his straining erection.
“All right then, you did such a good job lubing up my ass last night, would you like to do the honors for your dear ol’ dad?”
“Sure thing.” He squeezed a big blob of jelly into his hand. Don opened his legs some, and I spread his butt cheeks apart exposing his hairy asshole. My son reached down and smeared the lube onto his father’s puckered hole. Evan’s hands were shaking with excitement.
“Don’t be cheap with that stuff, son,” Don called back. “Make sure I’m good and slick.” Evan applied more lube and without any instruction slipped a finger into his father’s asshole. I could feel my clit pulsing with delight at seeing that. He added another finger and loosened up his dad’s ‘man-gina’ (as Don jokingly referred to it).
Once Evan determined my husband was ready, he turned to me and lubed up my ‘cock.’
“You ready to take it in the ass, hon?”
“It’s all yours, babe.” Don brought his knees under him and lifted his butt up to the level of my cock. I moved into position between his legs and readied my phallus. Evan stood up on the bed and positioned himself astride my husband’s back facing me. He would have an eagle-eye view from there.
My son bent down and kissed my lips, then spread his father’s cheeks open for me. I leaned forward, holding the base of the fake cock with one hand, and penetrated my husband’s ass. The dildo slid easily into his well-greased orifice and I watched as a broad smile spread across Evan’s face. I pulled back and thrust into my husband. The harness was a little loose, but I was still able to drive my point home with authority.
“Mom, you are totally fucking Dad’s ass right now.”
“That’s right.” I slapped Don’s cheek nice and hard. “Your dad is my little bitch. He loves getting fucked in the ass with a nice, hard cock. Don’t you?” SLAP!
“Oh, yeah. Fuck me, fuck my ass, baby”
Evan stood up straight and put his cock to my lips. I took him in and sucked him as I continued to ram into my husband. After only a few strokes in my mouth, he pulled out and leaned down to suck each of my nipples in turn. He then reached around and grabbed his father’s dangling cock and fondled him. Evan wanted it all.
“You like watching your dad get fucked, Evan? You like seeing Mommy’s big cock in Daddy’s asshole?”
“God, Mom, it’s so exciting.” His expression changed suddenly, as if struck by a realization. He looked at me with a determined look. “Mom, I want to try.”
“What, honey? What do you want to try?” I could feel my heart thumping in anticipation. He licked his lips and looked once more at the fake penis plunging in and out of his father.
“I want to fuck Dad. I want to put my cock in Dad’s ass and fuck him.”
“Are you really sure? You want this for yourself, and not just to please us?”
“I’ve always thought about it, and this is my chance. I love you guys, and I want this with you. I have to find out if it’s what’s right for me, and I want to find out with the people I trust the most in the world.”
I just nodded and kissed him on the forehead. It was such a relief to hear him express himself like that. I knew then that this wasn’t all just some wicked plot to get my own sexual thrills, but that we were actually helping my son become his own man.
I pulled out and moved aside. I grabbed the lube and applied it to Evan’s rock hard cock. I added some more to Don’s ass and held my breath.
“Go easy back there, buddy,” Don said only half-jokingly.
“I’ll try, Dad.”
Even pressed his cock against his father’s ass, and after a brief moment of resistance he was in. Don moaned as his anus was stretched, and Evan shuddered with pleasure as he eased his cock deeper inside his father. It was so beautiful to witness that moment of my two most loved men joining together in this ultimate union.
I realized that I was reflexively stroking my fake cock as I watched. I quickly undid the straps and took the contraption off, never taking my eyes off the sight of my son making love to my husband’s ass. I couldn’t resist reaching out and touching the place where they came together. I mimicked Evan from the previous night and wrapped my fingers around his cock so he was fucking through my hand into Don’s ass. This was the culmination of all my fantasies, and I was enthralled.
“I can’t see anything from up here,” Don complained. “Can I turn around, maybe?”
Evan pulled out and his father rolled over onto his back and pulled his legs up, presenting his asshole once more to his son. Don’s cock was stiff and his clean shaven balls were spread out, all loose and relaxed. Evan moved back in and buried his cock once more in his father’s willing asshole.
I propped some pillows under Don’s head so he could get a better view, then kissed him passionately. I lay alongside my husband and we watched together. I fingered my hard clit gently, teasing myself at the edge of orgasm.
My husband watched his son fuck him with a funny mix of pride and pleasure. Evan, meanwhile, was staring down at his father’s ass and cock. Don’s penis bounced with each thrust and made for a mesmerizing sight. I reached down and stroked his erection, occasionally sliding my hand down to feel my son entering his ass.
“How is it, Evan?” I breathed. “Does it feel good to fuck a man’s asshole?”
“It does feel good, Mom. He’s so tight, and strong. I love looking at Dad’s cock while I fuck him.”
“Are you going to cum?”
“Yes, Mom. I’m ready to explode!”
“Do you want to cum in your father’s tight ass?”
“Yes, Mom! Oh, God, yes!”
“Do it, baby! Fill your dad’s asshole with your cum!”
“I’m cumming! Watch me cum, Mom! I’m cumming, ahhhh!” Evan thrust deep into Don’s ass and released his pent up load of hot cum. Don took the shock of Evan’s hard thrust without flinching and watched his son’s ecstatic expression as he pumped spurt after spurt of semen inside him. Don never experienced anything like that when I fucked him in the ass!
Evan remained still for a long time, eyes closed, coming down from his orgasm. His cock remained pressed deep within. I could feel my own juices leaking onto my thigh as I lay suspended in that intimately quiet moment with my two lovers.
Evan pulled out, but still no one spoke. I looked at my husband’s face. I searched for signs of regret, or shame, or maybe disgust. Evan’s eyes were cast down. Was he driven to this by nothing more than teenage lust? Was he only now becoming aware that he’s violated some personal boundary in the heat of the moment? It would be me that he will blame. And rightly so. My throat tightened, and I couldn’t breathe.
Evan lifted his eyes and looked at his father.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” he shook his head, and I felt a cold dread in my chest. “My own father…” A smile slowly transformed Evan’s face. “I love you, Dad.”
“I…I love you, too, buddy.”
Evan lay down atop his father and gave him a hug. I was able to breathe again, overcome with relief.
“I know this probably wasn’t easy for you,” Evan said to his father. “But it means a lot to me that you were willing to do that for me.”
“Your mother deserves most of the credit,” Don smiled. “She’s the one who put me up to it.” He tussled Evan’s hair and looked into his son’s eyes. “And I’m damn glad she did, too.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
“You’re welcome, honey.” I joined the family hug. “I’ll say it again, we just want you to be happy, whatever it takes.”
“You know what would make me very happy right now?” Evan asked.
“What’s that, sweet heart?”
“If Dad would return the favor.”
“You want your father to fuck you in the ass, honey?” I asked, feeling the thrill rising between my legs. Evan nodded enthusiastically.
“I thought you’d never ask! Lube up that boy of yours, hon, I’m goin’ in!”
Evan took his father’s place, lying on his back. He lifted his legs and let me rub the jelly onto his ass. His father and I spent a good long while loosening him up; first with our fingers, then with the blue dildo, and finally Evan said he was ready. Don got between his son’s legs and gently slid his cock into his boy. Evan trusted his father enough to relax and enjoy yet another sexual first.
“This feels so weird,” Evan marveled. “But good.”
“I’ve never been more turned on in my life,” I said as I watched them together and touched myself. I was so happy.
“Mom, you haven’t even cum yet,” my son reminded me between moans of pleasure. “Let me lick your pussy.”
I wasn’t about to turn down that offer, and I straddled his face. My son began licking my pussy and clit. I was facing my husband as he rhythmically fucked Evan’s ass. We exchanged a smile, and he gave me a wink.
“That’s it, baby, suck my pussy,” I groaned. “You suck my cunt so good.” It seemed like only a matter of seconds before he coaxed an orgasm from me. Don leaned over and took one of my hard nipples into his mouth and pulled at it. I pressed my clit back against Evan’s lips, ready for him to suck me off again.
“Atta boy, Evan, make your old lady cum some more!” Don cheered him on.
I fucked my sons face, rotating my hips and feeling the tip of his nose rubbing at the entrance of my pussy hole. My husband sucked one of my nipples, while I tugged hard on the other. In no time my whole body was being rocked by another orgasm.
Don increased his pace, humping his son’s virgin ass faster and faster. He grunted and pulled out, firing off a huge surge of cum right onto Evan’s balls. My husband milked his cock some more, and further drenched his son’s nuts.
As soon as he was done I was down there sucking my husband’s fresh cum off of my boy’s big, hairy balls. As I hungrily licked up the semen, Evan slipped a finger in my pussy and sucked me to orgasm yet again. This boy was a genius with his tongue!
After a few minutes to catch our breath, we all took a shower, and got back into bed clean and refreshed. We cuddled up together to go to sleep, but no one was sleepy. Evan and his father took turns making love to me, then I sucked each of them off afterward. We formed a circle on the bed so that Don was eating my pussy, I was sucking Evan’s cock, and Evan was sucking his Dad’s cock. After almost an hour of trying every combination we could think of, we tried once more to get to sleep.
But Evan was still hard, so I jerked him off onto my tits. Watching this got Don excited again, and he jerked off his semi-hard cock, producing only a few small droplets of cum. All this jerking got me going again, and I fingered myself to another orgasm. I had easily reached double digits that night (a new record for me).
We finally fell asleep only a couple hours before sunrise; together, naked, and happy.
These early days of exploration and experimentation with my son and husband were some of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life. Evan and I continued to have sex for many years afterward. My husband would sometimes join in, but my son and I mostly carried on just the two of us. In the months following our initial wild week, Evan and I were able to take things slower, and spend a lot of time being intimate.
I taught him all the ways I knew how to please a woman, and he was eager to practice under my loving direction. He never failed to give me the most wonderful orgasms, and I made sure he knew my body was always available to him. One of my favorite little rituals we developed was when Evan would ask for me to put on a “Pussy Show” for him. He’d say something like, “Hey, Mom, how about a nice pussy show?” and I’d lie on my back, spread my legs, and open my pussy for him. Evan would stare at my exposed cunt and jerk off onto it. I would rub his semen all over myself then make myself cum.
Evan told me that he had enjoyed the things he had shared with his father, but he had come to learn for sure that he wasn’t gay, despite his earlier fantasies involving men. He and his father enjoyed playing with each other during our threesomes, and I found them masturbating together to porn on more than a few occasions, but he told me that he wasn’t really interested in pursuing a bisexual lifestyle either. For him it was a matter of curiosity, which was satisfied nicely within his own loving family.
He had become more confident and his self-esteem steadily improved. Evan was making new friends, and dated several girls his own age. The more social he became, the less time he spent around the house, and our sex lives together slowly waned. It was sad for me, but I knew I had to let him go and allow him to live his own independent life. What never went away was how close and open we could be with each other.
If Evan and I were watching TV together, for example, I could put my head in his lap and he would caress my breasts lovingly through my shirt. It didn’t have to lead to wild sex. It was these little intimacies between us that meant more to me in the long run. I also enjoyed being affection with my husband in front of our son without having to hold back. Don and I could kiss, and feel each other up while Evan watched and not have to be inhibited at all. It was so freeing and comfortable.
The last time Evan and I had sex was shortly before he met Melissa. We had only been together a few times that year, so it wasn’t like we were doing it much anyway at that time. But Melissa turned out to be ‘the one.’ My baby was in love.
They were married recently, and are very happy together. I’m pretty certain she doesn’t know about our family secret, but I often fantasize these days about Evan bringing her into our ‘inner circle.’ There’s a foursome I would love to try!
I can hardly wait to become a grandmother, with a nice handsome grandson or two…
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I woke up alone, feeling happy and a little sore. But it was a good sore. I flexed my ass, remembering how my son gave me a nice, rough fucking back there last night. I rubbed my pussy to soothe the tenderness there. Between my son and my husband, I’d had more sex this week than ever before in my life–and I was ready for more!
It was Saturday, and imagining the possibilities for the day made me wet. I got up and put on my robe. I was tying the sash when I realized there was no reason for modesty any longer, and left it hang open then headed for the kitchen. It felt so feeing to be walking around the house practically naked and not having to care who might see me.
I assumed that Don had taken Evan out golfing, but then I heard the TV on in the living room. I went to check it out.
I found the two of them there sitting on the sofa next to each other, their robes open and they were both jerking off to whatever was on the television. It was a beautiful surprise, and I was shocked (and a little jealous that they were playing without me).
“Morning, hon,” my husband greeted me cheerfully, never slowing his stroke. “I’m showing Evan our old sex tape.”
“You’re my new favorite porn star, Mom!”
Now along with being shocked and jealous, I was also embarrassed and excited. I looked at the screen and saw myself holding my pussy wide open for the camera. The view pulled back and I watched myself grab a huge dildo and begin fucking it.
“Oh, my God, look at my hair!”
“I know, Mom, that’s quite the bush you had back then!”
“I meant my hairstyle, not down there,” I laughed. “But you’re right, look at that jungle!”
I looked at my boys playing with their cocks and had no choice but to join them. I sat down on the chair and pulled my robe open, too.
“Are you going to play with your cunt, Mom?”
A little chill ran through me. “Say that again.” I told Evan and smiled wickedly.
“Are you going to spread you legs, put your fingers in your hot, wet pussy, and play with your horny cunt?”
“Don’t mind if I do, sweet heart.” I opened my legs, licked my fingers, and touched my wetness. I could hear myself moaning on the video and looked up to see the screen filled with my hairy pussy. The view panned down as I slipped a finger in my ass while continuing to plunge the big dildo into my hole.
My attention flitted between the sexy scene of my younger self, and my boys sitting on the sofa stroking off next to each other (like it was the most natural thing in the world). I noticed that their strokes were in sync, up and down their cocks at the same time and the same speed. Adorable.
They were distracted as well–looking from the screen to the real thing between my legs and back again. A warm glow came over me as I tried to appreciate how lucky I was to be sitting here in our living room on an otherwise normal Saturday afternoon masturbating with my family so openly and comfortably.
The scene shifted and my husband’s cock came into view on TV. The dildo went away and he rubbed himself around my hole then slipped inside me.
“This is so great,” Evan said. “I love watching you guys fuck. It’s looks so good when Dad’s cock goes into your pussy, Mom.”
“It feels good, too!” I added with a giggle. I slipped two fingers inside my pussy.
“Dad, I’m getting close. I’m going to cum soon.”
“Go ahead, buddy, I’m watching.” My husband turned his attention to our son’s cock. Evan jacked himself harder, now looking only at me, as I leaned back in my chair fingering my twat and playing with my tits.
“Mom’s cunt looks so pretty. I love my mom’s cunt. Watch me jerk off, Dad. Look at me make my cock cum!” He lifted his hips and the cum spurted out of him accompanied by a loud moan. He caught he breath, then said, “Now you, Dad.”
My husband sat back and began whacking away real fast and within seconds he was pumping a fresh load of cum out onto his belly. He didn’t squirt as far, but it looked like he released more cum than Evan, and it was slowly flowing down over his cock and across his knuckles. I watched how they looked at one another then, each strangely fascinated with the other’s cock and cum. I almost felt like I was intruding on too private a moment between them. But of course that only made me hornier.
Now that they had both gotten themselves off they turned their attention to me. I scooted down in the chair so my back was on the seat and my butt hanging out in the air. My feet were planted wide apart and I was playing with my clit with one hand and my pussy hole with the other.
Evan reached over without looking and took hold of his father’s cock. He twisted it lightly in his grip. Without my son’s eyes ever leaving my body, his thumb found its way up to Don’s piss hole, and rubbed the drops of cum remaining there, spreading his spent semen around the head of his dad’s cock.
This scene was too much for me and my pussy began to convulse around my fingers. My first orgasm of the day bolted through me like a feathery freight train. I didn’t let up and kept strumming my clit as my husband leaned over and sucked on the tip of my son’s cock, cleaning the cum from it. That kicked off another orgasm right on top of my last. If this was how the day was starting, I couldn’t wait to see how it was going to end!
After recovering, we got cleaned up and decided to go out for lunch. We sat down at the table and talked about what was going on at work and in the world. To anyone else we appeared to be your normal, average family. No one here had any idea that we spent the morning jerking off together, or that my son had fucked me last night. It made me feel strangely alive to have this incredible secret.
“Welcome to–oh, hi Evan,” our perky little waitress said when she appeared.
“Hey, Mandy. I didn’t know you worked here.”
“Just started last weekend. Can I get you guys some drinks?” She took our orders, gave Evan a cute smile, and sashayed off to get our drinks.
“Friend of yours?” I asked.
“She was at Corey’s party,” Evan mumbled, watching her intently until she disappeared into the kitchen.
My husband caught my eye as I was about to say something else, and he just shook his head. I knew he was right and bit my tongue.
We had a great meal together. Mandy stopped by our table more than she needed to, and even sneaked us a free desert that we all shared. I felt like we were closer as a family than ever in that moment.
As we left the restaurant, Evan paused at the door with a look of uncertainty.
“I forgot something, I’ll catch up,” he said and went back inside.
Don and I went to the car, and in a few minutes saw Evan coming out with an ear-to-ear smile on his face. He climbed into the back seat nearly bouncing with excitement.
“So, what’d you forget, sport?” my husband quizzed him knowingly.
“I forgot to get Mandy’s number!” He proudly displayed a napkin with a phone number on it.
“Way to go, my man!”
“She is so cute,” I gushed. “You guys are going to make an adorable couple. When are you going out, and where? Do you need something new to wear–”
“Mom! Chill! We’re not getting married, just going on a date,” he laughed at how worked up I was getting. Don gave me one of his looks. I clamped down on my tongue again and tried to behave.
“I’m sorry, honey. I’m really happy for you, that’s all.”
We got home and Evan headed off to his room and closed the door. Don puttered around out in the yard and I took care of a few things around the house. I ejected our sex tape from the VCR and was going to put it back in its hiding place, but then decided to leave it out in case Evan wanted to look at it some more. I now hated the idea of him masturbating without me there to see. He was probably in his room right now thinking about Mandy’s perky little tits, and tight ass and jerking off. What a darling.
I couldn’t wait for evening to come. I took a nice bath, which I immediately realized was a mistake. I usually masturbate when I pamper myself like that, but I wanted to save it for later. It was like I was torturing myself. I shaved my pussy, then my legs and under my arms. I dried off, rubbed lotion all over my body and went to my bedroom to select my outfit.
I was a little worried that Evan might not want to play tonight now that he had the prospect of a girl his own age. I know that was the whole point of what Don and I were doing with him, giving him the confidence to get out there and find someone he liked, but I had one more fantasy I wanted to live out before we were done.
I decided that this was the night for the emerald green corset. It was an involved process just getting this little number on; a lot of cinches, and straps, and buckles. It was snugger than the last time I had worn it, but I managed to get myself squeezed in. The top had only half cups for my breasts, and it pushed them up and out–like they were being presented to you on a tray.
Next, I slipped on a pair of sheer thigh-high stockings. They gave just the right sheen to my legs, making them look smooth and shapely. I then dug my pair of dominatrix boots out of the back of the closet. They were shiny black vinyl, had a four inch heel, and came up almost to my knee. I pulled them on and was admiring myself in the mirror when Don came in, all sweaty from working in the yard.
“Game on?” he asked excitedly.
“I’m not sure,” I said with a hint of worry. “I haven’t seen him since we got back from lunch.”
“Don’t worry,” he came and gave me a hug. His manly scent was strong and the thought of him throwing me down on the floor and fucking my brains out while he was all dirty and smelly flashed through my mind. “As soon as he sees you in this get-up he’ll be hard as a rock and rarin’ to go, babe.”
“Go get cleaned up,” I kissed him, “this is your big night. You ready to take it to the next level?”
“To be honest, I haven’t been able to think about anything else all day.” He gave my bare ass a hearty squeeze and headed for the shower.
I was getting more turned on by the minute, I might just cum before we even get started! After trying on five different pairs of panties, three g-strings, and one crotchless number, I decided to wear nothing. I loved the way my lips were puffed up after shaving and by my extended arousal. I put on my white satiny robe and headed down to Evan’s room.
I knocked and waited this time until I heard him invite me in. I opened the door and he was standing up from his bed wearing just a pair of tight boxer briefs. They hugged his muscular buttocks and I could clearly see the outline of his semi-erect shaft. I was almost sexier than seeing him naked.
“Are you going out with Mandy tonight?” I asked praying he’d say no.
“Next Friday,” he said with a self-satisfied grin.
“Any plans for tonight?”
“Sam wanted to go to the movies, but it looks likes you have something else in mind.” He nodded toward my boots. I realized how silly I must look in my robe and mistress-boots!
“I think you should go out with Sam,” I opened my robe and let it fall. The cool air hit my bare nipples and freshly shaven pussy lips and a shiver ran through me. “It would be good for you to hang out with your friends for a change.”
After all we had done together over the past week, it was especially gratifying to see his reaction. As my husband would say, ‘he didn’t know whether to shit or go blind.’ I could see his cock growing in his shorts, and he rushed over to me, grabbed me in his arms and started sucking one of my nipples. Hard!
It was exactly the reaction I was hoping for, and I was shamelessly thrilled.
“Slow down, baby!” I laughed and pulled him away from my breast. He grabbed my wrists and dove back in on my other nipple. Sucking and biting aggressively. “Hey!” I cried, “Listen to your mother! Stop it!” I was so excited by the way he was treating my body that I couldn’t make myself sound serious.
I stepped back quickly. My nipple stretched and popped out of his mouth giving me a tingle up my spine. He came forward again, took me by the shoulders and kissed me. This wasn’t the soft, tender kind of kiss we’d shared before, this was a strong kiss filled with lust and passion. I could feel his hard cock pressing against me. I pushed him away with some effort.
“Suck me,” I blurted out without thinking.
He dropped to his knees and I mounted his face. His tongue and lips ravaged me. My clit, my hole, my entire vulva were the objects of his frenzied oral attack.
“Your pussy tastes so good, Mom. I love your cunt so much!”
“Oh my God, you suck me so good, baby. But don’t make me cum. I don’t want to cum yet.” This was going to be almost impossible! He put a finger inside me and sucked my clit like a baby sucks his bottle. I was about to explode. “Give me your cock! Let me suck your cock.
He stood up, his lips and cheeks coated with a shiny layer of my pussy juices. I dropped to my knees in front of my son and tore down his shorts. His hard cock sprung out, hitting me in the face. He must have noticed the little trill of pleasure that escaped my throat because he seized his cock and slapped it lightly against my cheek. I turned my face, inviting another. And he slapped me with his meaty rod a little harder. I turned the other cheek, and he gave me another one, even harder. I snatched his prick into my mouth and began sucking.
“That’s it, Mom, swallow my cock. Suck me like the slutty mom you are.” I love it when my man talks dirty, and my son was really pressing all the right buttons for me. “You want my balls, Mom? You want to suck on my big, hairy balls?”
“Yes, I want my son’s balls in my mouth,” I panted and opened up. He stuffed his scrotum into my waiting mouth and I tongued his soft, young balls.
“Mom, I’m gong to cum all over your face.” He was stroking himself.
“No,” I said breathlessly. “I don’t want you to cum yet either.” As soon as I finished saying that I took his cock back into my mouth. I hadn’t felt him shoot directly into my throat yet. I hadn’t tasted his cum straight from his cock, and I wanted that so badly right then. But I didn’t want to spoil my plan. I forced myself to release his cock, and remained motionless on my knees trying to muster my willpower.
“Mom, I was so close. Please, suck me some more.”
“You keep quiet, young man,” I told him sternly and smacked him on the butt. I went to where his pants were draped over the back of his chair and removed his belt from the loops. I gave him a little whack on the butt with it and he yelp. Oops, I didn’t think it would sting that much! “That’s what you get for not listening to your mother.”
I made a loop in the belt and slipped it over his head and tightened it a little and led him down to my bedroom on my improvised leash. When we got there my husband was waiting on the bed. He was hard, and I suspect he heard us playing down the hall.
“I thought we had a strict policy against dogs in the bedroom, hon,” Don joked.
“This one’s been a bad puppy,” I said as I removed the ‘leash.’
“Did he pee on the carpet again?”
“He was humping my mouth with his naughty cock like a bad doggie.” I slapped him on the ass. “Now get on the bed and suck your father’s cock!” I commanded.
“I like this training method!” Don lay back and prepared to be pleasured. Evan crawled up the bed between his father’s legs and dutifully began sucking his cock. I wanted to stay and watch, but I had some more equipment I needed to prepare. I gave Evan’s balls a squeeze, gave my hubby a wink, and went into the bathroom.
“Evan,” I called from the bathroom as I was getting myself ready, “don’t let Daddy cum yet either!”
Once everything was in place, I stepped out of the bathroom. Not being able to resist a little drama I stood with my hands on my hips and my shoulders thrown back and like I was some kind of superhero. The boys looked over and saw me standing proudly in my green corset, high boots, and sporting my very own hard-on thanks to the strap-on dildo I was now wearing.
Evan’s jaw dropped, and my husband just smiled–he knew what was coming.
“Roll over, Rover,” I said as I approached the bed. My husband obeyed and turned face-down on the bed. I climbed up onto the bed and handed Evan the lube. “You got to watch your Dad fucking me, now you get to see me fucking Dad.”
“You’re going to put that in Dad’s ass?” His eyes dropped down to the hard, blue dildo jutting out from my crotch.
“We want to share everything with you, honey, and this is one of the things we like to do. Are you up for it?”
“What does it look like?” Evan was referring to his straining erection.
“All right then, you did such a good job lubing up my ass last night, would you like to do the honors for your dear ol’ dad?”
“Sure thing.” He squeezed a big blob of jelly into his hand. Don opened his legs some, and I spread his butt cheeks apart exposing his hairy asshole. My son reached down and smeared the lube onto his father’s puckered hole. Evan’s hands were shaking with excitement.
“Don’t be cheap with that stuff, son,” Don called back. “Make sure I’m good and slick.” Evan applied more lube and without any instruction slipped a finger into his father’s asshole. I could feel my clit pulsing with delight at seeing that. He added another finger and loosened up his dad’s ‘man-gina’ (as Don jokingly referred to it).
Once Evan determined my husband was ready, he turned to me and lubed up my ‘cock.’
“You ready to take it in the ass, hon?”
“It’s all yours, babe.” Don brought his knees under him and lifted his butt up to the level of my cock. I moved into position between his legs and readied my phallus. Evan stood up on the bed and positioned himself astride my husband’s back facing me. He would have an eagle-eye view from there.
My son bent down and kissed my lips, then spread his father’s cheeks open for me. I leaned forward, holding the base of the fake cock with one hand, and penetrated my husband’s ass. The dildo slid easily into his well-greased orifice and I watched as a broad smile spread across Evan’s face. I pulled back and thrust into my husband. The harness was a little loose, but I was still able to drive my point home with authority.
“Mom, you are totally fucking Dad’s ass right now.”
“That’s right.” I slapped Don’s cheek nice and hard. “Your dad is my little bitch. He loves getting fucked in the ass with a nice, hard cock. Don’t you?” SLAP!
“Oh, yeah. Fuck me, fuck my ass, baby”
Evan stood up straight and put his cock to my lips. I took him in and sucked him as I continued to ram into my husband. After only a few strokes in my mouth, he pulled out and leaned down to suck each of my nipples in turn. He then reached around and grabbed his father’s dangling cock and fondled him. Evan wanted it all.
“You like watching your dad get fucked, Evan? You like seeing Mommy’s big cock in Daddy’s asshole?”
“God, Mom, it’s so exciting.” His expression changed suddenly, as if struck by a realization. He looked at me with a determined look. “Mom, I want to try.”
“What, honey? What do you want to try?” I could feel my heart thumping in anticipation. He licked his lips and looked once more at the fake penis plunging in and out of his father.
“I want to fuck Dad. I want to put my cock in Dad’s ass and fuck him.”
“Are you really sure? You want this for yourself, and not just to please us?”
“I’ve always thought about it, and this is my chance. I love you guys, and I want this with you. I have to find out if it’s what’s right for me, and I want to find out with the people I trust the most in the world.”
I just nodded and kissed him on the forehead. It was such a relief to hear him express himself like that. I knew then that this wasn’t all just some wicked plot to get my own sexual thrills, but that we were actually helping my son become his own man.
I pulled out and moved aside. I grabbed the lube and applied it to Evan’s rock hard cock. I added some more to Don’s ass and held my breath.
“Go easy back there, buddy,” Don said only half-jokingly.
“I’ll try, Dad.”
Even pressed his cock against his father’s ass, and after a brief moment of resistance he was in. Don moaned as his anus was stretched, and Evan shuddered with pleasure as he eased his cock deeper inside his father. It was so beautiful to witness that moment of my two most loved men joining together in this ultimate union.
I realized that I was reflexively stroking my fake cock as I watched. I quickly undid the straps and took the contraption off, never taking my eyes off the sight of my son making love to my husband’s ass. I couldn’t resist reaching out and touching the place where they came together. I mimicked Evan from the previous night and wrapped my fingers around his cock so he was fucking through my hand into Don’s ass. This was the culmination of all my fantasies, and I was enthralled.
“I can’t see anything from up here,” Don complained. “Can I turn around, maybe?”
Evan pulled out and his father rolled over onto his back and pulled his legs up, presenting his asshole once more to his son. Don’s cock was stiff and his clean shaven balls were spread out, all loose and relaxed. Evan moved back in and buried his cock once more in his father’s willing asshole.
I propped some pillows under Don’s head so he could get a better view, then kissed him passionately. I lay alongside my husband and we watched together. I fingered my hard clit gently, teasing myself at the edge of orgasm.
My husband watched his son fuck him with a funny mix of pride and pleasure. Evan, meanwhile, was staring down at his father’s ass and cock. Don’s penis bounced with each thrust and made for a mesmerizing sight. I reached down and stroked his erection, occasionally sliding my hand down to feel my son entering his ass.
“How is it, Evan?” I breathed. “Does it feel good to fuck a man’s asshole?”
“It does feel good, Mom. He’s so tight, and strong. I love looking at Dad’s cock while I fuck him.”
“Are you going to cum?”
“Yes, Mom. I’m ready to explode!”
“Do you want to cum in your father’s tight ass?”
“Yes, Mom! Oh, God, yes!”
“Do it, baby! Fill your dad’s asshole with your cum!”
“I’m cumming! Watch me cum, Mom! I’m cumming, ahhhh!” Evan thrust deep into Don’s ass and released his pent up load of hot cum. Don took the shock of Evan’s hard thrust without flinching and watched his son’s ecstatic expression as he pumped spurt after spurt of semen inside him. Don never experienced anything like that when I fucked him in the ass!
Evan remained still for a long time, eyes closed, coming down from his orgasm. His cock remained pressed deep within. I could feel my own juices leaking onto my thigh as I lay suspended in that intimately quiet moment with my two lovers.
Evan pulled out, but still no one spoke. I looked at my husband’s face. I searched for signs of regret, or shame, or maybe disgust. Evan’s eyes were cast down. Was he driven to this by nothing more than teenage lust? Was he only now becoming aware that he’s violated some personal boundary in the heat of the moment? It would be me that he will blame. And rightly so. My throat tightened, and I couldn’t breathe.
Evan lifted his eyes and looked at his father.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” he shook his head, and I felt a cold dread in my chest. “My own father…” A smile slowly transformed Evan’s face. “I love you, Dad.”
“I…I love you, too, buddy.”
Evan lay down atop his father and gave him a hug. I was able to breathe again, overcome with relief.
“I know this probably wasn’t easy for you,” Evan said to his father. “But it means a lot to me that you were willing to do that for me.”
“Your mother deserves most of the credit,” Don smiled. “She’s the one who put me up to it.” He tussled Evan’s hair and looked into his son’s eyes. “And I’m damn glad she did, too.”
“Thanks, Mom.”
“You’re welcome, honey.” I joined the family hug. “I’ll say it again, we just want you to be happy, whatever it takes.”
“You know what would make me very happy right now?” Evan asked.
“What’s that, sweet heart?”
“If Dad would return the favor.”
“You want your father to fuck you in the ass, honey?” I asked, feeling the thrill rising between my legs. Evan nodded enthusiastically.
“I thought you’d never ask! Lube up that boy of yours, hon, I’m goin’ in!”
Evan took his father’s place, lying on his back. He lifted his legs and let me rub the jelly onto his ass. His father and I spent a good long while loosening him up; first with our fingers, then with the blue dildo, and finally Evan said he was ready. Don got between his son’s legs and gently slid his cock into his boy. Evan trusted his father enough to relax and enjoy yet another sexual first.
“This feels so weird,” Evan marveled. “But good.”
“I’ve never been more turned on in my life,” I said as I watched them together and touched myself. I was so happy.
“Mom, you haven’t even cum yet,” my son reminded me between moans of pleasure. “Let me lick your pussy.”
I wasn’t about to turn down that offer, and I straddled his face. My son began licking my pussy and clit. I was facing my husband as he rhythmically fucked Evan’s ass. We exchanged a smile, and he gave me a wink.
“That’s it, baby, suck my pussy,” I groaned. “You suck my cunt so good.” It seemed like only a matter of seconds before he coaxed an orgasm from me. Don leaned over and took one of my hard nipples into his mouth and pulled at it. I pressed my clit back against Evan’s lips, ready for him to suck me off again.
“Atta boy, Evan, make your old lady cum some more!” Don cheered him on.
I fucked my sons face, rotating my hips and feeling the tip of his nose rubbing at the entrance of my pussy hole. My husband sucked one of my nipples, while I tugged hard on the other. In no time my whole body was being rocked by another orgasm.
Don increased his pace, humping his son’s virgin ass faster and faster. He grunted and pulled out, firing off a huge surge of cum right onto Evan’s balls. My husband milked his cock some more, and further drenched his son’s nuts.
As soon as he was done I was down there sucking my husband’s fresh cum off of my boy’s big, hairy balls. As I hungrily licked up the semen, Evan slipped a finger in my pussy and sucked me to orgasm yet again. This boy was a genius with his tongue!
After a few minutes to catch our breath, we all took a shower, and got back into bed clean and refreshed. We cuddled up together to go to sleep, but no one was sleepy. Evan and his father took turns making love to me, then I sucked each of them off afterward. We formed a circle on the bed so that Don was eating my pussy, I was sucking Evan’s cock, and Evan was sucking his Dad’s cock. After almost an hour of trying every combination we could think of, we tried once more to get to sleep.
But Evan was still hard, so I jerked him off onto my tits. Watching this got Don excited again, and he jerked off his semi-hard cock, producing only a few small droplets of cum. All this jerking got me going again, and I fingered myself to another orgasm. I had easily reached double digits that night (a new record for me).
We finally fell asleep only a couple hours before sunrise; together, naked, and happy.
These early days of exploration and experimentation with my son and husband were some of the most exciting sexual experiences of my life. Evan and I continued to have sex for many years afterward. My husband would sometimes join in, but my son and I mostly carried on just the two of us. In the months following our initial wild week, Evan and I were able to take things slower, and spend a lot of time being intimate.
I taught him all the ways I knew how to please a woman, and he was eager to practice under my loving direction. He never failed to give me the most wonderful orgasms, and I made sure he knew my body was always available to him. One of my favorite little rituals we developed was when Evan would ask for me to put on a “Pussy Show” for him. He’d say something like, “Hey, Mom, how about a nice pussy show?” and I’d lie on my back, spread my legs, and open my pussy for him. Evan would stare at my exposed cunt and jerk off onto it. I would rub his semen all over myself then make myself cum.
Evan told me that he had enjoyed the things he had shared with his father, but he had come to learn for sure that he wasn’t gay, despite his earlier fantasies involving men. He and his father enjoyed playing with each other during our threesomes, and I found them masturbating together to porn on more than a few occasions, but he told me that he wasn’t really interested in pursuing a bisexual lifestyle either. For him it was a matter of curiosity, which was satisfied nicely within his own loving family.
He had become more confident and his self-esteem steadily improved. Evan was making new friends, and dated several girls his own age. The more social he became, the less time he spent around the house, and our sex lives together slowly waned. It was sad for me, but I knew I had to let him go and allow him to live his own independent life. What never went away was how close and open we could be with each other.
If Evan and I were watching TV together, for example, I could put my head in his lap and he would caress my breasts lovingly through my shirt. It didn’t have to lead to wild sex. It was these little intimacies between us that meant more to me in the long run. I also enjoyed being affection with my husband in front of our son without having to hold back. Don and I could kiss, and feel each other up while Evan watched and not have to be inhibited at all. It was so freeing and comfortable.
The last time Evan and I had sex was shortly before he met Melissa. We had only been together a few times that year, so it wasn’t like we were doing it much anyway at that time. But Melissa turned out to be ‘the one.’ My baby was in love.
They were married recently, and are very happy together. I’m pretty certain she doesn’t know about our family secret, but I often fantasize these days about Evan bringing her into our ‘inner circle.’ There’s a foursome I would love to try!
I can hardly wait to become a grandmother, with a nice handsome grandson or two…
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An early start to a vacation week with friends leads to unanticipated territory for a young couple
An early start to a vacation week with friends leads to unanticipated territory for a young couple
The Code
By Blueheatt
âŚ.. This all started in 10th grade with a girl sitting behind me tapping me on the arm and asking me to pass a note to the girl sitting in front of me. Which I did, without reading it. She kept it up until I sneaked a quick look at about the third note without her seeing me. She talked about a guy I knew, and they thought he was so hot. I knew this guy would love to know this, and told him about it later that day. The girl behind me was not pretty and I had no interest in her, but, the girl in front of me was one of the hottest girls in school and interested every guy.
I loved looking at her sweet ass and hot body sitting just in front of me. The notes talked about a lot of girls and which boys they had the hots for. I was getting a wealth of information for all my buddyâs in school. We all, including me, used the info. To our advantage to get in the pants of a lot of girls in school.
Later on they passed me a note written in code. I copied down the ânumbers onlyâ code, and went to work on it later. They smiled at me feeling they were so clever thinking no one could read it but them and their friends. I was familiar with a lot of codes as I kind of made a hobby of it, Spoken codes and written codes. My girlfriend today has a written and spoken code that is NOT simple and my girlfriend learned it from her childhood. Her and her sister could talk or write anytime, anywhere and not be understood. They got it from a girl from Korsouvai. So they called it âCrazy Talkâ, *Iâll come back to this âCrazy Talkâ a bit later.
So I went to decipher this school code. The was simplest code of all. It is, A=the number 1, B=the number 2 and so on. Little kids use this in grade school! So my note passing and copying continued. I would just shake my head, as though I was stumped at their notes, while quick copying down the numbers. Guys from all over the school were asking me and getting info on girls they had the hots for. Other girls in school were using the same code too and guys copied them and I deciphered them. Never letting anyone know what the code was.
The next year I worked at a newspaper, and two young women worked in the next office to me. They were not Asian, just regular old American girls. I heard them talking like Chinese? I ask them where they learned it from. They giggled and started talking in this Chinese like talk. It was some sort of code as I listened carefully. I talked to a guy who got drunk with them one night, and one of the girls told him the code. He told me, and now I could understand what they were saying in no time. They cussed, said dick and pussy and cunt, called their boss a fuck head, it was really funny.
I soon got good and listening and speaking it with practice. One Friday afternoon, I got my chance. They were older and could buy beer and whiskey. They were both cute, and a little slutty. I walked in their office with both of them in there and closed the door. I said in their, âChina talkâ, âYou buy beer.â and laid down the money. They both went Ekkkkkk!!!, knowing I knew the code for their China talk and they thought back for all the months they talked in front of me.
They both surrounded me real close and whispered
, âWill you never tell anyone what weâve said in the past if we get you the beer??? I said:â I hate beer, itâs for my buddies, but yes Iâll keep the secret forever.â They jumped up and down with joy, and said they would both be fired if anyone ever found out what theyâve been saying. I said it was so hard to keep a straight face for months now. They thanked me over and over, and then whispered to each other. The one said, âWe would like to reward you and seal the secret forever.â I smiled and said in China talk, âLets all Fuckâ, they both said you got a deal!
Well, we set Monday nights for our new fuck fest. They fucked me, sucked me and anything I wanted to do to them. Meanwhile I was fucking my new girlfriend and we wanted it all the time. A 17 yr. old guy âthinksâ he can fuck all the girls he can get, I found out he canât. I got so tired after a month, I slept in my car to get some rest from them all.
Fast forward to my now girlfriend.
My girlfriend and her sister talked this âCrazy Talkâ and after a long time I finally figured it out, but I didnât tell them. They spoke it fast, but soon I could catch it. They had a younger sister Jen, and taught her to speak it too.
I had met Jen when she was 14. She was so sexy even then I wanted her. I watched over time her body get hotter. She wore shorts a lot, and her tits were getting big, She always smiled real sexy at me. I told her once, âsomedayâ weâll get together and weâll make beautiful love. She got red in the face and then whispered, âwhen is someday?â I found out through listening to their âcrazy talkâ, that Jen had a big crush on me, Jen was 19 now, but my girlfriend just laughed it off as envy.
I waited until the right time and got Jen alone in her bedroom. I held her hands to my chest tight and told her Iâd had a crush on her for a long time, and Iâve wanted her so bad. Her hands trembled, and her breathing increased. I gave her a soft kiss. I told her, but, she must never tell anyone this. If she did, I would tell her sisters that she had told me how to understand crazy talk, and they would pissed at her forever. Then I said in âcrazy talkâ, âYour beautiful and I love to youâ. She went into shock, knowing for sure I could understand âcrazy talkâ.
She stood with her mouth open and then it slowly it turned into a big smile. She kissed me so soft as she trembled and her legs shook and went weak. I put my arms around her and just held her as we kissed again with more passion, letting our tongues go free. I pushed my boner up against her and she pushed back tight as she massaged her pussy on me.
We stood and planned now. Rule number 1, never talk crazy talk with me, with her sisters around. She now could act on her feelings for me when we were alone, knowing I had the hotâs for her too. She had her arms around me and her head on my chest. She told me how long she had liked me and wanted me. I held her tight to me and we moved our bodies together, Jen was very sexy, 5â4â, long blond hair, nice tits, and a shape to die for and deep blue eyes. We kissed more and we felt our bodies, I felt those big tits now as she rubbed and felt my boner.
Someone was coming and we had to break it off. She said, âsit at my computer!â and she went to see who was down stairs. It was her dad, and soon he came up to play with her computer. As he played a game, we snuck in feels and grabâs behind his back. We talked âcrazy talkâ as the old guy paid no attention, of course he couldnât understand what we were saying. I told her in crazy talk, I wanted to kiss her tits, feel her body and I couldnât wait to get naked with her. After a while he said he had to go to bed and said, âHere you guys, you can play this game now,â and went to bed. We were both so hot for each other and now had to be quiet.
She said her dad never gets up. I took us over to her closed bedroom door and put my back to it in case someone came in. This way I could quick sit at the computer if any one came in. Locking her door would be risky. Her mom was asleep down stairs. My girlfriend and her sister were at some kitchen stuff party. With her back to me, I felt Jenâs tits, so perky and nice and full. She felt me and massaged my boner. We wanted to fuck so bad now. Where there is a will, there is a way. I told her my plan.
I said out loud, âthat I had to go now, Oh, I have some clothes in my van that are yours, come and get themâ. We went down to my van in the driveway. We got in the back as she got right on top of me fast. She unzipped my pants and started sucking on me 69 style. I lifted her skirt and for the first time, licked her beautiful pussy. She had the most soft pubic hair and smooth skin. It was exciting with low risk of getting caught, but never the less risk!
We only had a little time, so we soon turned around and over and I slipped my dick in her. Oh my god, she was tight and wonderful, We had to muffle our moans as we fucked as fast and hard as we could. Soon we both muffled our yells and both came together, so super intense, our bodyâs just locked together. Our hearts pounding, out of breath as we both planned our next time to fuck with no time restrictions.
This was fun over the next few days, planning and sneaking feels and hot kisses, in hallways, in the garage, in the grocery store, in the laundry room or anywhere at anytime we could cop a feel or hot kiss without getting caught. We had close calls. Her dad walked in the kitchen as Jen was cooking, and she had stuck her ass out for me to feel. I was just getting ready to feel her butt when I moved my hand over to open a lower drawer. He didnât pay any attention.
I was feeling Jenâs pussy in my hallway when the girlfriend came around the corner. I quick said, âMove, Jen!, I need in the cupboard.â Jen said, âTry saying Please once and a while, dork!â, the girlfriend laughed and walked right on by. Jen and I blew silent kisses after she left.
My girlfriend lived with me, her older sister lived with her boyfriend, but Jen still lived at home. Their parents both worked all day, as did my girlfriend. Jen worked 2nd shift at a pizza place. We had the parents house to ourselves most all week days. I was self employed and could set my own schedule. Now Jen and I could fuck without interruptions with plenty of time. Monday. I bought her a light blue see thru night gown. I told her to wear it Monday and at 9am I would be by. I had a key to the back door and parked my van down the block a ways.
I went in and said, âPlummer!â, I hear, âOh thank god youâre here, I need my plumbing checked,â from up stairs. I went to her bedroom and went in. She jumped on me, wrapping those hot legs around me and started kissing all over my face. She then started taking all my clothes off, and we moved to her bed. We took our time. I ran my hands up her nightgown and felt her hot legs as she squirmed. Slowly I lifted up the nightgown to her waist. Then up my hands went to those perfect full tits. She pulled on me and we kissed hotly for a long time as we felt us up. I turned around then and I wanted to eat that sweet pussy while she sucked on me.
We were in no rush as we enjoy sucking, licking and fingering. She tried to take my dick all the way in her mouth and soon figured a way to do it. I sucked her little pink clit and she moaned and bucked. I put two fingers in her tight little pussy and massaged it and found her G spot. She yelled, and shivered as I massaged it faster. She learned from her sisters, and put my dick in deep, then would pull off and lick the underside of the head, and kept this up. What she didnât know is that I had fucked her sister before work, and had plenty of time to build up for her. She had only had sex once before me from a guy at a party, and it was a quickie.
She told me she knew I would be a lover to her, and not like that, someday. I sucked her now puffed up clit with my lips, suck it firm and then letting it go, over and over as I ran my fingers over her G spot each time. She had never had this done to her ever. This made her buck and moan loud. She had the most beautiful moan. It was almost steady with a GASP!, and then a long moan each time I sucked her clit. Soon she started bucking hard and a louder moan. She moaned out, âOh baby, (moan), Cum for me, (moan), between sucking and pulling off my dick.
Then she moaned a yelling scream with my dick deep in her throat and stiffened up, shook, shuddered and I let go with a big cum in her throat. She orgasmed hard and squeezed her pussy hard on my fingers and gave out a long steady moan as I pumped and pumped my cum, overflowing in her mouth.
We lay in ecstatic bliss as we felt my cum and her juices spasm till we were empty. Later she opened her sleepy sweet eyes and whispered, âtoday isâŚ..somedayâ.
She is the best, and still isâŚâŚ
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And Mother Makes Three
I could clearly hear the squeak of bedsprings emanating from my daughter’s bedroom through the thin plaster walls of my bathroom. I knew she was being fucked because masturbation doesn’t make that much noise! However, I was surprised to find out that it was her brother who was fucking her. I had definitely heard her say, “Oh, yes! Scott, that feels so good.” I knew I wasn’t crazy, and the walls were not thick enough to have distorted her words that badly. No my children were involved in a sexual and incestuous relationship. It was a relationship filled with potential dangers if I didn’t take some action.
I padded barefoot down the hall to the door of Sharon’s room. I knew that I must catch them in bed together or all was lost. To wait until morning would only give them the opportunity to deny it all and try to convince me that I had finally gone over the edge. My dilemma was whether to wait until they were finished or rush in and catch them in mid-stroke. It was an excruciating choice, one I didn’t have to make as I listened to Sharon and her brother keening in harmony, signaling their completion.
I quickly made up my mind as how to handle the situation. I stripped off my nightie and opened the door. Before they could even begin to be surprised, I slipped under the covers with them and hugged them both to me. I could easily feel their fear washing off them in waves. The last thing any teenager wants is to get caught having sex by their parents, but when one is participating in incest the desire not to get caught is at least a hundred times greater.
“So what were you guys up to?” I asked in a voice that was light and carefree. It was not the voice of a parent, it was the voice of a concerned friend, which I was trying to be at that moment.
“Uh … nothing”, Scott choked. At nineteen years old he had the body of a man, but he still retained his boyish face; a face that constantly reminded me of his father.
“Well, it sure sounded like something to me,” I said, sounding light and chipper. The last thing I wanted to do was frighten them anymore than they already were. “A very good something,” I said.
“You mean you’re not mad?” Sharon asked suspiciously.
“Mad? why should I be mad?”
“Because we were screwing,” Scott said incredulously.
“You were not screwing,” I said indignantly. “You were making love. You were making love to your sister, whom I know to be a very lovable person,” I added as I hugged them both tightly to me.
“You mean you’re really not mad?” Sharon asked timidly, as if expecting me to turn into some type of fire-breathing monster who could melt stone with just a glance.
“Heavens, no! There’s nothing wrong with making love to your brother”, I assured her. “However, the important question is: What do we do now?”
“I guess we’ll have to stop,” Scott said, sounding as disappointed as a child who has learned there really is no Santa Claus.
“Oh, really,” I said unbelievingly. “And just how long do you think you’d be able to stick to your guns on that, especially if Sharon walked into your room one night wearing a skimpy little negligee and smelling yummy, and tried to convince you that I wouldn’t find out if you did it to her?” Scott didn’t answer; he just shrugged his shoulders as his mouth twisted into a thin line. “See. So abstinence is not an option.”
“So what is?” Sharon asked a little heatedly. “What are you going to do? Send me to a convent and Scott to a monastery?”
“No,” I laugh at her absurd suggestion. “That would only make God angry with me. I’m sure you’d have half the nuns transformed into raging lesbian nymphomaniacs before a month.”
“You know her too well, Mom,” Scott laughed, and it was a good sound to hear. “So what do we do?”
“We are careful,” I said. “The most important thing is to insure that you two are safe. And by that I mean: No one finds out you’re sleeping together, and Sharon doesn’t get pregnant. She’s too young to have a baby.”
“I’m eighteen,” Sharon protested.
“Exactly, and still in high school,” I retorted. “So starting tomorrow, Scott has to wear a condom, each and every time you two do it. At least until I can get Sharon safely on the pill.” They both agreed and pinkie promised. “Second, you are only ever allowed to fuck at home, in this house, nowhere else, and never when we have company without my express and explicit permission. And last, you are both to see other people.”
“I don’t want anyone else,” Sharon cried. I hugged her and kissed her brow.
“You don’t have to sleep with other boys, sweetheart, and I really hope you don’t. I’d rather not have it known around town that my little girl ‘goes all the way’,” I assured her. “But you must at least date other boys to carefully cover our secret.” I was a full member of this conspiracy. “We must give others the impression that you and Scott share a normal, whatever that means – brother/sister relationship, and nothing more.
Understand?” Sharon nodded, quietly.
“Mom, why are you taking this so well?” Scott asked. “Why aren’t you going ballistic or something?”
“My father didn’t go ballistic when he caught me with your Uncle Mike.”
“Grandpa caught you and Uncle Mike doing it?” Sharon sounded astonished. “Oh my God, this can’t be true.”
When I was eighteen, it was unseemly for women to be sexually active, yet I had a very strong inquisitiveness about sex. My brother, Michael, and I had been so very close that I knew I could ask him any question I had without fear. Everything I learned about sex I learned from Michael, and when I finally decided that I was ready to become sexually active, it was to Michael whom I give my virginity. He was so sweet and tender, everything a sexually naive girl could ask for in a first time. When he parted my legs and entered me for the first time, I was so filled with love for him I didn’t even feel the tearing of my hymen. I experienced orgasm after orgasm as we fucked on the rug in front of the fireplace in my father’s den, which is where my father caught us after we forgot to lock the door one time. My father completely understood the relationship between most brothers and sisters, especially when both were extremely attractive and filled with a zest for life. He had also shared some incestuous moments with all three of his sisters. He taught us the most important word about such relationships; discretion. My father’s main concern was that his children were all right and protected, and I wanted the same for my two.
I told all this to Scott and Sharon as they listened enraptured. “Well,” I concluded as I separated myself from them, “I’ll leave you two alone to your fun.” I was out of bed and halfway to the door before they stopped me.
“Mom,” Scott said hesitantly. “Well, Sharon and I thought you’d like to stay.”
“That’s sweet, darling, but I don’t think you guys need an old woman crowding in on your fun.”
“You’re not old!” Sharon said vehemently. “Besides, we know how lonely you’ve been since Dad died.” I was lonely. My husband had passed away five years earlier, and I had not been with a man since. I had compensated by doting on my children, giving them all the love and support I thought they needed. Now, they were making me the same offer.
“We love you, Mom,” Scott said as he tossed back the sheet and got out of bed. Naked, he walked across the room toward me. My breath caught in my chest because he looked so much like his father when we had married. The same slim chiseled form, identical all the way down to the light dusting of blond hairs on his tummy. He reached out a hand and gently caressed my cheek. “You don’t have to be alone anymore.” His touch was so sweet and loving I felt my heart melt inside me.
“Stay with us, Mother,” Sharon said as she came to me and grabbed my hand. She was so petite; she looked like a nymph or a fairy princess. She was slim and slightly boyish in front, yet there was a definite and discernible curve to her bosom and a flare to her hips. She was the image of the ultimate woman-child, innocent and pure, and so temptingly tantalizing. I could see why Scott had to have her.
Their eyes were so full of love as they looked at me, I knew there was no way I could refuse, even if I wanted to. “Thank you, my darlings,” I murmured and let them guide me to the bed. They laid me down in the center of it, one of them on either side of me.
“Let us love you, Mother,” Sharon whispered as she kissed me tenderly on the mouth.
“Let us take care of you, like you’ve taken care of us.” This from Scott as he kissed me also, this tongue flickered along the surface of my lips before I parted them and accepted him into my mouth. Scott is such a great kisser, just like his dad was. His tongue moved languidly in my mouth as it explored. It had been such a long time since I had been kissed that way that I immediately got wet. There was a special thrill about kissing my son because at that moment he ceased being my offspring and became a man, my lover.
My attention was drawn away from Scott’s exquisite kiss by an intoxicating sucking at my breast. I looked down to see Sharon nursing at my teat as she had done as a babe. She sucked insistently, yet softly, on my nipple as if expecting milk to flow freely. I ran my hands along the smooth contours of her torso until I touched her smallish breasts. They were so tiny that they fit neatly into the palms of my hands. The nipples hardened and I massaged them briskly between thumbs and forefingers, causing my daughter to moan against my bosom.
Scott dipped his head and suckled at my other breast. I could feel the blood pounding in my head as my children mouthed my tits. My empty had itched to feel Scott’s body, especially his hardness. My fingers closed around satiny hotness of his penis, and memories of my past life – when I was a sexually active woman – flooded my brain. I remembered holding Scott’s father, hard and warm in my hand. Scott’s erection pulsed in my grip; it throbbed so strongly I could have measured his heart rate.
“Oh, my babies,” I said softly as Sharon’s teeth closed gently on one nipple and Scott inserted his hand between my thighs. I felt a little self-conscious as his fingers made contact with the thick pubis covering my cunt. I usually kept myself smoothly shaved for my husband, but since his passing I had never thought I would allow another man to touch me there so I just let it grow. Now I regretted that I gave up the practice of shaving daily as my son’s fingers traveled through the tangles of my pubic hair. I wanted to feel the callused pads on his fingertips sliding across the silky smooth skin of my boobs.
Scott slipped his long, slender fingers into the center of my dampness. I felt the digits slide into me slowly, and I was so aroused my cunt spasmed around them in a minor orgasm. It was a tiny climax, yet it felt as if thousands of vibrating fingers were traveling along my spine. I cried out softly and Sharon silenced me with a kiss.
I clung to my daughter, kissing her hungrily and passionately. I could feel the flutter of her rapidly beating heart as she pressed her body against mine. I laid my hand along her flank and stroked the tight curve of her ass. She squeezed my nipples until I experienced a delightful pain and cried out. I traced the valley of her buttocks with a finger, slowly circling the puckered skin of her asshole.
Scott was moving on top of me now, spreading my thighs to reveal the steaming essence of my womanhood. I could feel rivulets of my feminine secretions running down the insides of my thighs and the crack of my behind. Not since my wedding night had I felt so much desire, or so desirable. I could actually feel Scott’s excitement like heat rolling off sun baked pavement in the summertime. Sharon reached down between our bodies and guided her brother’s cock to the yawning mouth of my sex.
With a slow lunge of his hips, Scott flawlessly entered me. “Oh, Mother,” Sharon whispered sensuously into my ear. “Doesn’t that feel good? Doesn’t it feel so filling?” she asked, but I couldn’t answer in anything that even remotely sounded like the English language. I babbled in some incomprehensible tongue as I was rocked by the extremely pleasurable sensation of being penetrated by my son. “Make Mother enjoy it, Scott,” Sharon instructed her brother. Luckily, he was one to follow orders explicitly.
I thoroughly enjoyed every stoke, every plunge, every withdrawal. Absently I wondered what woman had taught my son to be such a fabulous lover. She deserved a medal or at least my heart-felt thanks. He was so considerate and giving, meeting my every sexual and psychological need. The way he twisted his hips as he fucked me insured that his cock touched every inch of my internal walls as well as my clitoris. He was ten times the lover his father was, although I had loved his father with all my heart.
Sharon was again occupied with my breasts. She mashed my more-than-ample tits together, allowing her to take both nipples into her mouth simultaneously. Her tongue flicked between both rock-hard points of my teats like lightning during a thunderstorm. She sucked the entire areola into her mouth and lovingly chewed it. That was the last straw; between that and the exquisite friction Scott was eliciting between my legs, I was catapulted over the edge.
I cried out my children’s’ names as the shockwave of a major orgasm buffeted me. I wrapped my legs around Scott’s waist and levered my hips off of the bed to meet his thrusts. I pulled Sharon to me and kissed her with a passion and desire that I never felt for another woman before. My hands kneaded her pert buttocks, savoring the feel of those cottony soft orbs of flesh. My climax was so intense; I actually believed it would kill me. I didn’t believe it was possible for a person to sustain such concentrated pleasure and survive the ordeal. However, I did survive, barely. I survived just long enough to feel Scott twitch inside of me and fill me with his seed. It was at this point I developed a serious case of vertigo and passed out.
I awoke a few moments later to find myself nestled between the naked forms of my children. They kissed my face and brow tenderly. “We love you,” they said to me over and over again. “I love you, too, my darlings,” I answered them.
From that night onward Scott shared my bed with me, which caused a slight rift between Sharon and I. Before I began my incestuous affair with Scott, Sharon had exclusive rights to her brother’s attention. She didn’t have to worry about “sharing” Scott with any other woman. Sure, my son saw other girls while he was sleeping with his sister. However, once he walked through the door of our house he was hers and no one else’s. He never brought any girls home with him, and as far as Sharon was concerned the life he led outside our home had no connection to the life he led inside our home. Once I entered the picture, my daughter’s relationship with her brother, and with me, took on a new dimension.
I blamed myself, not because I was sleeping with Scott but because I subconsciously monopolized his time and attention. I would never hurt my daughter intentionally. I had been so long without a man in my life that I rejoiced in the romantic attention of my son. I sought to replace the husband I lost with his son, and my daughter’s lover. I didn’t think about the bond Scott and Sharon shared, or how deep her feelings for him ran. He was her first and only lover; he had taken her virginity which she had surrendered to him willingly and eagerly.
When I realized that my relationship with my daughter was suffering, and why, I quickly thought about how to make amends. One of my problems was I was more ready to accept Scott as a sexual partner, even though he was my son, and I was not quite free-spirited enough to do the same with Sharon. In my mind, Scott was just a man, a lover, no longer my son in the classic sense of the word. Whereas Sharon reminded me so much of myself that I could only see her as my daughter, flesh of my flesh, and blood of my blood. Yet, my love for her was so strong that I would do anything to make things right between us once again.
So, one night I sent Scott out to a movie explaining to him that I wanted to spend some time alone with Sharon. Immediately he became worried because he had sensed the tension that was building between us during the last couple of weeks. He probably envisioned some nasty scene with his mother and sister fighting over him like two crazed bitches. I assured him that everything would be fine, but that Sharon and I needed this time to work things out between us.
After he had gone, I put the finishing touches on the special meal I had prepared for my daughter and me. I made all her favorites; a nice Caesar salad, lasagna, and for dessert, strawberry cheesecake. I had brought a nice bottle of wine to go along with the meal. I put on some soft music and lit some candles, then called Sharon down to the table.
My daughter walked into the dining room and her jaw dropped to her chest in awe. “What’s going on?” she asked. “I know it isn’t my birthday.” I strolled across the room and put my arm around her shoulders and kissed her soundly on the mouth. “No, it isn’t your birthday,” I answered. “I just thought you and I would enjoy a quite candle-lit dinner for two.” I seated her at the table and served the food.
During the meal I explained all my feelings and shortcomings to Sharon and sincerely asked for her forgiveness. My little girl surprised me by acting with the surety and maturity of a grown woman. She understood how I could become so emotionally attached to her brother after my five years of emotional and sexual celibacy. And she believed me when I told her I never meant to hurt her.
After dessert we retired to the living room, where we reclined on the couch with our second bottle of wine. I leaned over and kissed my daughter tenderly on the mouth, slipping my tongue between her lips. She pulled at my shoulders crushing my lips against her own. I worked at the buttons of her blouse as she slipped the straps of my slinky dress off my shoulders. My pendulous breast spilled out just as Sharon’s tiny A-cups were uncovered. “Oh, Mother, your breasts are so beautiful,” Sharon said as she pulled on my nipples. “God, I wish I had tits like yours.”
“Why, darling? Yours are perfect,” I said in truth, and I secured my lips around an extended nipple. I teased the rubbery nipple between my teeth, making Sharon moan in pain/pleasure. I dropped a hand to her lap and inserted it under her short skirt between her legs. I was pleasantly surprised to find out my daughter was not wearing any panties. My finger fretted with the silky blonde hairs of her cunt before parting her lips and entering her. I slid three fingers into my daughter’s pussy as I rubbed her erect clit with my thumb.
“Yes, Mother! Finger me,” Sharon breathed, lifting her hips to meet my questing fingers. I pulled my daughter’s skirt clear to her waist as I laid her out on the sofa. I stared at her cunt, marveling at the way the hairs curled with her moisture. I lowered my head into the cleft of her sex and began tonguing her. She tasted very pungent, my daughter, with a slightly acidic undertone. It was strange at first, but I quickly found myself enjoying Sharon’s bouquet. Her tangy sweetness assaulted my taste buds as I licked her to orgasm.
“Yes, Mom! Yes,” Sharon cried out breathlessly. “Eat me, Mother. Oh, oh, I’m cummmmmmiiiinnnnnngggg!!” A clear, thin liquid filled my mouth as Sharon came with cataclysmic force. Her whole body shook and quivered as if she was suffering a seizure.
Later, she went to her room and returned with her secret cache of dildos. We inserted them into our every orifice, enjoying climax after climax. Sharon even penetrated my ass as she ate me to a mind-shattering orgasm. When Scott came home, we took him to my bed and fucked him until the small hours of the morning. We shared him equally.
From that day forward the three of us have been inseparable, we do everything together. I have even lubed up Scott’s cock as he took my baby girl’s anal cherry. Sharon and I have become more like sister/wives than mother/daughter, with Scott as our husband.
Right now, I am three months pregnant with my son’s child. Sharon was a little jealous at first; however, I promised her that Scott can put a baby in her as soon as she graduates college. She thought this too long to wait, so we compromised, she only has to go to a two-year junior college. She has only sixteen months more to wait, and I’m just as anxious as she is. Between the both of us, we keep Scott deliriously happy, which is how wives should keep their husband. All in all, we are the three happiest and luckiest people I know.
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This is the second part of my first story. Enjoy!
Frank had gone into word document on my computer and typed out the numbers 69 with a winky face. I looked at him and I was speechless. I typed back are you being serious our just messing around. He typed out you tell me, and he leaned down and took my dick into his mouth. His mouth was warm and moist. It felt so good and it was as if I couldnât move the pleasure was unbelievable. I took my hand a put it on top of his head and kept pushing it down. He stopped and stood up and put his dick in my face and before for he said anything I engulfed his dick.
He started to move his hips back and forth at a nice pace. His dick was going all the way down my throat that his ball sack kept smacking my chin. I stopped and motioned for him to lie down on my bed we laid opposite of each other and proceeded to suck each otherâs cocks. The way he moved his mouth and tongue was like no other. He swirled his tongue around my shaft as he slid his moth all over. He would stop often and flicker his tongue around my balls. I was in heaven.
I was so close to Cumming and he knew it. He picked up his pace and tightened his mouth; I couldnât bare it anymore I shot my loud down his throat. He looked up and smiled and told me to lie on my stomach. I was excited because I knew what was coming next, but he did something that surprised me.
I felt him spread my ass checks apart and I expected him to shove his cock in my ass and start fucking me. But I felt something wet protrude in my ass. He was giving me a rim job and it felt so good, the feeling was amazing the was his tongue lubed up my ass and the feeling of him flickering his tongue around my ass and sucking on it was enough to make me wanna cum again. He then got up and pulled something out of his bag.
I looked up to see what he was getting and he pulled out a dilido. I asked him what he was doing with one of those. His response was that heâs been exploring a lot of things lately. I just smirked and turned my head around. He came over and pressed the dilido up against my ass and the dilido just slid right in. I had my own and used it from time to time. He started off slow and soon enough picked up the pace. He was going hard and quick enough to have me moaning. He continued to fuck my ass with his toy for a good ten minutes. Then he switched to the real thing.
He pulled the dilido out and slid his nine inch dick into my ass. His cock was bigger than the dilido and it felt so much better. His cock went deeper into my ass than anything or anybody has. His girth stretched my hole out to it hurt but it was the best type of pain that I ever felt. I turned my head around to see him fuck me. He leaned forward while still humping me and kissed me. I waited so long for that kiss. He gave a good thrust and I let out a loud aha and it broke the kiss.
The sound of his breathing matched the pace of his thrusts. His balls were smacking my ass and the sound of it wasn’t exactly the quietest. His balls here big, and i loved when he went balls deep into me. When he was that deep i felt his sack press against my ass and he would keep it in and move his hips in a circular motion. It felt amazing. He would pull his cock all the way out and thrust it all the way in and hard. I was was getting the shit fucked out of me and was loving every second of it. It felt so right to have him side of me.
Frank by far was the best person that i have ever been in bed with well male wise anyway. I could see why the girls liked him so much he had a big dick and he knew how to use it. And boy did he use it right!
He then motioned for me to get up so I did. I laid on my back this time. He then put my legs over his shoulder and slid his dick back in my ass he leaned forward and grabbed my shoulders and used them to pull me down as he fucked me. He let go of one of my shoulders and went down to my dick and started jerking it. I laid there in so much pleasure that I came again my load shot up and hit frankâs chin and then his chest. He smiled and started fucking me harder.
I could tell that he was close to Cumming . I pulled his dick out of my ass and started sucking it. I felt his balls tighten up then a felt a warm sticky sweet liquid in my mouth I tried to keep up and swallow as much as I could but he shot too big of a load and cum started to drip out of my mouth. We both laid down on my bed together i licked my cum of of his chest. I rested my head on his shoulder and fell asleep. Apparently we both had fallen asleep because when he woke me up it was ten o’clock. I didn’t want the moment between us to end. I asked him if we could just lay there for five more minutes he nodded his head. I said frank he said yeah? I said it with hesitance but i told him that i loved him. He looked at me and said i love you to and he leaned in and kissed me again and he said lets get washed up.
We both took a shower together and round three startedď.
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This is the second part of my first story. Enjoy!
Frank had gone into word document on my computer and typed out the numbers 69 with a winky face. I looked at him and I was speechless. I typed back are you being serious our just messing around. He typed out you tell me, and he leaned down and took my dick into his mouth. His mouth was warm and moist. It felt so good and it was as if I couldnât move the pleasure was unbelievable. I took my hand a put it on top of his head and kept pushing it down. He stopped and stood up and put his dick in my face and before for he said anything I engulfed his dick.
He started to move his hips back and forth at a nice pace. His dick was going all the way down my throat that his ball sack kept smacking my chin. I stopped and motioned for him to lie down on my bed we laid opposite of each other and proceeded to suck each otherâs cocks. The way he moved his mouth and tongue was like no other. He swirled his tongue around my shaft as he slid his moth all over. He would stop often and flicker his tongue around my balls. I was in heaven.
I was so close to Cumming and he knew it. He picked up his pace and tightened his mouth; I couldnât bare it anymore I shot my loud down his throat. He looked up and smiled and told me to lie on my stomach. I was excited because I knew what was coming next, but he did something that surprised me.
I felt him spread my ass checks apart and I expected him to shove his cock in my ass and start fucking me. But I felt something wet protrude in my ass. He was giving me a rim job and it felt so good, the feeling was amazing the was his tongue lubed up my ass and the feeling of him flickering his tongue around my ass and sucking on it was enough to make me wanna cum again. He then got up and pulled something out of his bag.
I looked up to see what he was getting and he pulled out a dilido. I asked him what he was doing with one of those. His response was that heâs been exploring a lot of things lately. I just smirked and turned my head around. He came over and pressed the dilido up against my ass and the dilido just slid right in. I had my own and used it from time to time. He started off slow and soon enough picked up the pace. He was going hard and quick enough to have me moaning. He continued to fuck my ass with his toy for a good ten minutes. Then he switched to the real thing.
He pulled the dilido out and slid his nine inch dick into my ass. His cock was bigger than the dilido and it felt so much better. His cock went deeper into my ass than anything or anybody has. His girth stretched my hole out to it hurt but it was the best type of pain that I ever felt. I turned my head around to see him fuck me. He leaned forward while still humping me and kissed me. I waited so long for that kiss. He gave a good thrust and I let out a loud aha and it broke the kiss.
The sound of his breathing matched the pace of his thrusts. His balls were smacking my ass and the sound of it wasn’t exactly the quietest. His balls here big, and i loved when he went balls deep into me. When he was that deep i felt his sack press against my ass and he would keep it in and move his hips in a circular motion. It felt amazing. He would pull his cock all the way out and thrust it all the way in and hard. I was was getting the shit fucked out of me and was loving every second of it. It felt so right to have him side of me.
Frank by far was the best person that i have ever been in bed with well male wise anyway. I could see why the girls liked him so much he had a big dick and he knew how to use it. And boy did he use it right!
He then motioned for me to get up so I did. I laid on my back this time. He then put my legs over his shoulder and slid his dick back in my ass he leaned forward and grabbed my shoulders and used them to pull me down as he fucked me. He let go of one of my shoulders and went down to my dick and started jerking it. I laid there in so much pleasure that I came again my load shot up and hit frankâs chin and then his chest. He smiled and started fucking me harder.
I could tell that he was close to Cumming . I pulled his dick out of my ass and started sucking it. I felt his balls tighten up then a felt a warm sticky sweet liquid in my mouth I tried to keep up and swallow as much as I could but he shot too big of a load and cum started to drip out of my mouth. We both laid down on my bed together i licked my cum of of his chest. I rested my head on his shoulder and fell asleep. Apparently we both had fallen asleep because when he woke me up it was ten o’clock. I didn’t want the moment between us to end. I asked him if we could just lay there for five more minutes he nodded his head. I said frank he said yeah? I said it with hesitance but i told him that i loved him. He looked at me and said i love you to and he leaned in and kissed me again and he said lets get washed up.
We both took a shower together and round three startedď.
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