5 months ago, my parents died in a car accident, involving a drunk driver. Soon after, I was sent to live with my dad’s younger brother, Max, up in the mountains hours away from my old home. One day, sometime during the night, I happen to pass my Uncle’s bedroom and happen to catch him doing something that will forever change my life.
An innocent woman arrested and unjustly charged
Charity Starts At Home : Part 1 : Mother-Daughter Reunion
Despite what the world might have you believe, no one starts out as a slut. That being said, no one intends to become a slut either even when they are enroute to becoming one. Arriving at “slutdom” is shocking and appalling to some, who then run fleeing ashamed at the woman they’ve become. Others embrace this newfound sexual liberty and explore it for everything that it is worth.
My name is Charity Jones. I am a fulfilled slut. This is my story.
As I mentioned before, no one starts out as a slut and I am no exception. I was never abused, never had a drug addiction, no criminal record and my parents loved me very much. I was a straight A honour-roll student, and went to church every Sunday. I intended to save myself for marriage and settle down with 2.5 kids and live happily ever after in the suburbs.
For all intents and purposes that’s exactly how I appear to be. I’m happily married to a wonderful for nearly 20 years now. We have two lovely girls who are about to embark onto college themselves. I still go to church every Sunday and was a part of the PTA. How ever, I’m also a swinger and run my personal pornographic website.
That is getting far ahead of myself though . As I approach my 40th birthday in a few months , I have decided to look back and see where it all started. You must forgive me as it starts out very slowly, but every good story has its own history; and mine is one heck of a back-story.
My parents hated each other and they divorced when I was only six. How they managed to stay together even that long was a complete mystery. My father gained complete custody and forbade my mother from seeing me. He raised me to hate my mother, mincing no words calling her a “slut” and a “whore” when we were not in mixed company With having no access to her, I naturally believed my father implicitly and grew to hate my mother as well.
Father doted on me in a material yet distant and aloof way. Business and money was his first mistress. He had hinted at growing up poor and never wanted that for his only child. Thusly I grew up a little isolated and to be completely honest; a little spoiled.
But all of that came to a crashing halt when my father went to jail. It turned out most of his business dealings had been built on fraud and on money that didn’t exist. In the space of a few months I had gone from rich Daddy’s girl to pauper. And then the worst came to light.
I would have to move in with my mother.
I hardly could move out on my own, I had just turned 16 and being a teenage high school drop out didn’t leave me much choices.
I was going from a sprawling house in an upper class suburb and private school to god knows what in a small town. Adding insult to injury, I had to take a bus halfway across the country to do so. I arrived in this south-western town with nothing but two suitcases to show for any of my previous life.
When my mother pulled up to the bus depot she was hard not to pick out. I had received letters from my father’s lawyer telling me she was flamboyant but this really took me by storm. I couldn’t figure out if it was her hair, her clothes or her car that made my eyes burst of my skull.
Mother had pulled up to the bus-depot in a hot pink cadilac convertible with the top down. The interior was a faux-fur zebra lining. Fuzzy dice and the Playboy bunny dangled from the rear-view mirror. Van-Halen thundered out of the speakers.
Mother got out of the caddy and I got my first real look at her. She was quite tall, possibly 5’ 10” or so, and it didn’t help that she was wearing white leather cowboy boots which added another couple of inches. She wore Daisy-Duke denim shorts as well. Adding to this was a white tube top which could barely contain her very ample bust. To top this all off was a white cowboy hat.
I am a study in contrasts and similarities to my mother. Whilst I inherited my father’s petite stature coming in at barely 5’ 3”; I also inherited my mother’s physique: the corn stalk blonde hair, blue sparkling eyes and the same shapely hourglass figure topped with an equally generous bustline. While my breasts were always an embarrassment to me, mother seemed to flaunt hers.
Mother all but burst out from the pink convertible and rushed toward me, her cowboy heels clopping and her tits bouncing as she darted to me. I was so mortified that my face must have burst red as I tried putting up a brave diplomatic smile. She quickly wrapped her arms around me in a very forward hug and since I only came eye to eye with her cleavage, I found my face buried between them.
“ Oooh-wee, my dahlin baby girl has bin returned to me!” , Mother twanged out in an unmistakably deep-southern drawl.
I managed to extricate myself from the mammory mauling and extended my hand cordially. This was the tramp that had abandoned me and my father. The last thing I was going to do was pretend that this was a happy family reunion.
“ Charity Jones, a pleasure to meet you Mother.”, I said using my best boarding school voice with the right tinge of bitch to get my point across.
Looking at her I instantly regretted what I had just said. The look of deep rooted pain that flashed in her eyes was almost too much to bear. I don’t know what she was expecting from me after twelve years of abandonment , but it was clear even to me that I was a bit out of line as well.
We both stood there uncertain as to what to do or say , and I noticed we both turned red in our upper cheeks when we were upset. I was about to apologize when she took my hand.
With a brave smile and a deep breath Mother said , “ The pleasure is all mine Charity.”
We unclasped hands and stood staring at each other for a few moments. It was clear neither of us knew what to say or do next, nor what was expected of us. We were separated by 10 years of time and by light years of understanding.
Mother broke the silence , “ I’d prefer if ya called me Momma or Mom, but if ya can’t call me that… I reckon I’ll settle for Dianne, or just Dee.”
“ Alright Moth-”, I stumbled on the word again, “ Momm–”
“Dee” , she smiled at me
“ Dee”, I breathed out relieved, “ alright, Dee.”
With the initial awkwardness out of the way, Dee and I got into the car. It felt strange calling her Dee, but I just could not get myself to call her Mother or Mom, let alone Momma. We drove away and into town
Dee went on and on in her southern drawl pointing out the landmarks in town as I broiled in the next seat. I barely noticed her as my internal monolgue had me griping about the backwoods town I had been dropped into. There couldn’t have been more then 10 thousand people living here. It was a distant satellite town, not too far away from the city to be rural and not too small enough to be quaint. And I hated it from look one.
We eventually came to a rail crossing and my heart sunk as I could almost predict where we were going next. To none of my surprise we eventually pulled into a trailer park ironically named ‘Millionaire Acres’. It was official; my mother was trailer park trash . Thusly I was also to be trailer park trash.
It was a motley assortment of RV’s, mobile homes and doublewide trailer home units. Ranging from well kept homes of retirees to ramshackle domiciles of what were clearly the dregs of this town. If there was a wrong side of the tracks to this town, we had literally crossed it. It was laid out in a circular design surrounding a Laundromat attached to a corner store, which in turn was attached to a bar.
My new home was one of the larger units, but it still could all fit into half of the main floor of my old home. It was on the outer with a view of the local brewery around back.. A small deck skirted the front. It was a two bedroom place with the master bedroom at the back end and the secondary bedroom flanking it. On the other side of the small hall was the bathroom . The front of the trailer was a living room with a kitchenette /dining room that all but looked into the living room.
It was kitschy, it was camp. Thick shag rug carpeted the living room. There was a velvet Elvis behind the TV. Lots of little crystal figurines. The zebra motif continued from the car as the couch and love seat were in the same pattern. A brief peek in the kitchen showed what Mothe…, what Dee had for breakfast; a six pack of beer.
I was in hell. But at least hell had air conditioning.
“ Welcome to your new home Charity” , Dee said giving a twirl as if showing off the grandeur of the environs.
Dee continued, “ Your bedroom is just down the hall, you just settle yourself in and we can catch up on all we missed.”
I turned and looked down the hall to the bedrooms. And that’s when I had enough.
On what was clearly the door to my bedroom was a cardboard pink teddy bear with the words ‘ Charity’s Room’ in bold happy letters outlined in sparkles. Enough was enough.
“ Listen Dee,” I said to her coldly , “ I appreciate what you’re doing for me, but I am not twelve nore is this some sort of happy reunion.”
The smile drained from Dee’s face completely and once again I saw the hurt. It was better I say this all now then let it fester over time. Hurt a little now avoid homicide later I considered.
I continued, “ I am here because I do not want to be homeless drifter. You abandoned us and I think it’s only fitting you actually be willing to give a damn about me for a couple years”
Now there was some anger in Dee’s eyes but coupled with that hurt she began to interject, “ Is that what you really think…”
I interrupted with a wave of my hand and continued, “ I do not really care about the excuse and lies you have for ignoring me. Maybe we can be friends in the future but for now I just want to go hide until I graduate and can get out of this shithole.”
I abruptly turned my back on her proud of my defiant stand. Someone had to put that bitch in her place and remind her of the lives she had ruined. I dragged my suitcases into my bedroom and was about to throw them on the bed. That’s when I saw it, and that’s when it stopped me cold.
The room was a shrine. A shrine to me. There were picture of me everywhere. Me as a little girl on a pony. Me at my first day of ballet. Me in my cheerleader uniform. Me winning first prize at the school science fair. Mountains of teddy bears surrounded the bed. The bed itself was the centre point; it was covered in letters. At a glance I could see they were all addressed to me.
I dropped the suitcases and staggered to the bed and sat down. I felt light headed. People say that before they die they see their life flash before their eyes. It was the same thing for me as I sat on the bed and picked up one of the letters.
On the letter, beneath my old scratched out home address were three words written in the unmistakable handwriting of my father
*** Return to Sender***
I covered a mouth that wanted to scream with my freehand, but I couldn’t scream. I could barely breath. My heart had crammed itself into my throat and wanted to burst in a thousand bleeding pieces as I realized the immensity of what this was.
From the doorway Dee softly spoke as I choked back sobs.
“ Every birthday. Every Christmas. Every time you began a school year and every time it ended..”
The tears began to burn down my cheeks as I rummaged through the enormity of my father’s betrayal in the form of never opened mail. There were dozens upon dozens. And as I wept, Dee continued.
“ Every Halloween and every Valentine’s Day. Every time you got an A on your report card..”
I looked up as she softly crossed the room and sat down on the bed beside me. She understood what I meant to ask, what I needed to know, needed to hear ..all of that in a single glance.
“ Oh yes, your father kept me up to date on your life, but…”, she trailed away for a moment and came back, “ but it came at such a heavy price.”
She took my hand in hers and for the first time in my life I could actually feel love pour into me. Unconditional. Forgiving . Love.
“ The price was “, Dee continued, “ was that I could never see you. If I ever came to see you or try to speak to you…”
Dee herself now choked up and I squeezed her hand right back. In all the years I had lived with my father had I ever had a moment so personal and honest. I wanted to project that forgiveness right back to her , but I knew she wasn’t finished.
The tears welled up in her eyes too, but she finally managed to finish, “ …if I ever tried, he would take you away where I would never find you again, and I just couldn’t bear to give up what little I had left of you.”
The wallks broke down and we were bare before each other, victims of treachery, victims of love.
“ Ohhhh Momma…”, I began t cry
She held me close to her and rocked me gently like a child until the tears began to end. She stroked my hair and reminded me over and over again how sorry she was. How much she loved me.
“ I’ll never leave you Momma, “ I cried into her shoulder, “ I swear.”
And I never did.
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The next few days Momma and I were inseperable.
I couldn’t call her Dee anymore, it was a stunning transformation. In just a handful of days this woman had gone from hated stranger into what was quickly becoming the center of my universe. It was like I was trying to squeeze in all my lost childhood with her into those early days.
Momma and I also had a lot of serious moments too though, learning the truth about the divorce was a lot to handle but I had to hear it all. Even after discovering that my father had forbidden Momma to contact me I was still shocked and disgusted to hear some of the other things he had gotten up to.
Momma explained to me that they had gotten married simply because she was pretty and he had gotten her pregnant with me. She was a teen mother and that he came from money. She was young and pretty and made a good trophy wife and it seems that’s where the love had ended.
Father cheated on her all the time, there were always women in his life he never made any secret of it. Momma’s role it seemed was to raise me and stay pretty at parties. But over time, father grew tired of the southern blonde he had married who embarrassed him her twang and graces in social circles, she was a viewed as a bumpkin, so he decided to get rid of her.
Father bribed Momma’s personal trainer to seduce her, and even then it took months to do so. Momma was still determined to be a faithful wife but the trainer and finally succeeded. Father made sure there were photo’s to prove my mother’s infidelity . The divorce was an open and closed case, she couldn’t prove his infidelity and he had photographic evidence of hers.
With no job skills, no work history and no means of support, there was no chance of gaining custody of Charity. So Momma headed back home and made do any way she could. She always sent me money though when she could, I discovered this when we opened the letters. A twenty here, a fifty there; it all added up over twelve long years and realized there was quite a nice lump of money there.
We went shopping for new clothes for me, my upstate northern clothes were not exactly going to help me in the south western heat. Momma tried getting me the same style of skimpy clothes she wore, extolling me to show off the goods Mother Nature had given me, but I insisted on keeping to a more conservative style of dress. Even so, I found a number of skimpy tops and tight jeans in my new wardrobe when we got home.
I even managed to update my room to that of a teen girl’s and still spoil myself a bit. A ghetto blaster, walkman, some make up, some posters and a bunch of music tapes ( this was the 80’s after all). I even bought some exercises for Momma and me. I still had a few hundred dollars left afterwards.
We both loved musicals and ABBA, we had the same sense of humour too. Momma was quite intelligent despite not having finished high school herself and she was a voracious reader. Most of what she read were trashy novels, but she quickly took to my classics. In turn I grew to be as equally hooked on her soap operas.
Momma worked nights at a bar called the Zebra Club on the outskirts of town and I was an early riser. So when she got up in the morning, I’d have breakfast waiting and then we’d work out in front of the TV and hang out the rest of the day. All in all it was a great first week for what I thought was going to be a great summer before school started.
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Things took a very interesting change came the first Friday night though and it would be the thing that sent me on the path to being the slut I am today.
Momma and I were having breakfast when she matter of factly told me that she sometimes had gentleman callers ( her words, not mine) spend the night over. It shouldn’t have been a surprise, she was single and very attractive after all. I had to remember she had been single for 12 years and that I wasn’t going to be the only person in her life. I assured Momma that I had no problems with it and the subject was quickly forgotten.
Momma went to work that night and I settled into the couch for a night reading one of Momma’s trashy novels and some bad TV. Eleven o’clock hit and I was officially tired out and went to bed.
I don’t know how long the noises had gone on by the time they had woken me up. I was still new to the house and sometimes strange new noises woke me up, but this was definitely something I had never heard before. It was a rhythmic banging sound accompanied with gurgling and sloshing , not to mention the groaning and moaning. And it was coming from Momma’s room.
Momma’s room was off limits, she had made that clear from day one.It was her personal space and the place she escaped the world. To elaborate the point it was the only door in the trailer that had its own lock. And it was always locked.
As I woke , I could clearly tell the groans were Momma’s. They were accompanied by occasional grunts from her as well. And the banging and the gurgling and the sloshing continued. This was beyond bizarre for me and I had to investigate it.
I was a bit sheltered but I should have realized what the groaning was all about, I wasn’t completely that ignorant after all. But the other sounds were a complete mystery and for all I knew she was actually in trouble and I would never forgive myself if I had let something happen to her just to avoid embarrassing myself.
I softly got out of bed in my nightee and creeped out my door. Merely stepping out into the hall a soft glow suffused me down the short hallway in the distinctive hue of a television glow, and it emanated from Momma’s bedroom. The groans, gurgling, banging and sloshing were louder and were clearly from the open door to her room.
Clothing was strewn across the hall leading into Momma’s bedroom and I took a couple of quiet steps and looked through the door which was open a couple feet. I gasped at the sight I beheld.
There was my Momma as naked as the Lord made her on her knees with her face down on the bed. Behind her a large BLACK man was clearly fucking her hard.
It took me a couple seconds to take it all in and register what was happening. The sex and everything in the room took my breath away.
The sloshing, the gurgling and the banging were coming from the bed itself. It was a waterbed ( it was the 1980’s) and the water cushion was clearly getting a workout. The bed spread and quilt were in Momma’s favourite style; zebra. The banging itself was from the headboard itself banging against the wall every time the BLACK man thrusted into her. How the bed didn’t break escaped me.
The TV glow showed itself to be a pornographic movie playing some big breasted blonde bimbo sucking the engorged penis of yet another BLACK man.
If you’re wondering why I’m putting such emphasis on the word BLACK you have to understand I have never met an actual black person in my life. I had lived in an upper-class white neighbourhood all my life. The closest I had ever come to seeing a real black person was on TV. I had been taught nothing but the upper class racism and bigotry of my father. In his eyes , black people were athletes, entertainers or rapists, criminals and thieves.
But seeing this in the flesh had me very……aroused?
I couldn’t take my eyes off of the spectacle. Here was my Momma in all her glory having this large black man have his way with her! From the angle they were facing she had her face turned away and the black man was clearly enjoying himself too much to glance at an open door. I could clearly see all the action though from my place just outside the door. It was fantastic!! Every time he pulled away from her I could see his large dark penis out from Momma.
I had never seen an actual penis before outside of National Geographic magazines , and never anything like this! He was thick and long, that much I could tell and every time he pushed back into her I felt a tingling a pulse between my thighs. He had a firm athletic body and it showed when ever he planted himself deep inside my Momma.
I could feel my nipples stiffen against the sheer fabric of my nightee and heat burst across my body. It was wrong of me to be aroused by watching my parent in her most intimate moment, but the hot beauty of dark skin on creamy whiteness was too hard to resist. I was transfixed.
Suddenly the large black man rolled onto his back and pulled Momma over with him, she turned and straddled his athletic body. Momma was facing me now but I still could not turn away. I took a half step back to get a bit out of the light from the TV, but I still had a clear view of all the action.
“ oh Marcus, I love your big black cock”, Momma groaned out loud.
I covered my mouth to stifle a gasp at what Momma had just said. It was so crass and rude. But it was so right. So very , very right. My body knew that right away even if it was Momma’s body that was having the experience.
“ Then you better get on that dick”, the man named Marcus clearly instructed.
The casual confidence in his voice turned me on I must admit. As his hands wandered to her hips my hands wandered to my own , imagining his dark skin on my own light flesh. Watching his hands grip her waist and pull her down to his crotch was masterful.
Momma herself was a glorious image, in the soft light she looked like a goddess. The narrow waist, the flat stomach, the full hips and the lush fullness of her breasts. Her golden curls framed her like a halo as they cascaded over her shoulders. Her breasts were large and heavy with nipples the size of silver dollars which were hard and as erect as my own. Her nudity should have been shameful to me , but instead I was breath -taken and envious of the sheer sensuality she oozed.
She reached between her thighs and grasped Marcus’ firm black shaft, her hand barely wrapping around it. She rose her hips just above Marcus; own and rubbed the head of his penis against the cleft between her thighs. This elicited a soft moan from both him and myself and my own hand snaked under my nightee to my overheated wetness , rubbing that magic spot imagining it was Marcus’ thickness rubbing it there.
Momma and I both groaned as she eased herself onto his cock. Inch by glorious inch Marcus disappeared into Momma. I had no idea how she could fit all of him into her. In my mind’s eye it was me slowly meeting his crotch. Momma began to slowly grind her hips into his and I ground my own hips into my fingers as I began to rub myself harder. Slowly Momma began to rise and fall on Marcus’ length. I watched with intense desire as his dark meat appeared and disappeared into Momma, his black cock becoming slick with her juices.
Momma began to ride Marcus earnestly and fervently. She would slam her hips into him filling the room with hot and wet smacking sounds. Her breasts bounced and swayed as she rode him hard. Sweat burst across my brow and my body was on fire, my fingers diddling myself hard to the x-rated action playing out before me. At this point I couldn’t tell what I wanted more; my Momma or Marcus.
In some moment of sexual serendipity both Momma and myself gripped an equivalent tit and squeezed and tweaked a hard nipple. Both of us elicited an equal gasp as we felt a tremor ripple through her bodies. It was a mini-cum and it was glorious. Momma snaked her other hand to her pounded pussy and rubbed her clit just as I was doing with myself.
“ Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck”, Momma’s breath came in short puffs.
“ God damn you have a tight white pussy Dee”, Marcus grunted.
That was enough to set us both off. Momma began to shake and tremble and she began to cum hard and she grinded herself into her black lover. I had to stagger back against the wall as waves of pleasure rolled through me as well. I was dizzy and delirious.
“ Ohhhh fuck, I’m gonna cum”, Marcus groaned rolling his head back and forth.
“ Cum in me baby, cum in me” both Momma and I said at the same time even though mine was just a whisper to myself.
Marcus’ hands came up and gripped Momma’s jugs, his dark fingers squeezing into her soft white flesh. I did the same with my own hands imagining them being cupped and caressed and mauled by those hands. By Momma’s hands too. I ground my hips against the wall as aftershocks rippled through me.
“ Ahhhhhh fuck, cumming” , Marcus arched his back and thrust one last time into Momma
As if on cue Momma went off as well, I don’t know why but it set off a tiny explosion in me too. I lived vicariously through her pleasure at pleasuring a man. I could all but feel him shooting into me. Oh god how much I wanted it! Filling me, overflowing me, satisfying me!
“ Taste yourself on my cock” , Marcus instructed in his sexy casual confidence.
With a horny smile Momma slipped off Marcus’ thick tool which plopped out of her pussy with a juicy smack. It was long and thick and gooey with their combined juices, it looked downright tasty to me, my mouth actually watered. Momma scooted down and wrapped her lips around his cockhead and then started lashing her tongue all along his turgid length. I licked my own pussy-wet fingers visualizing my digits as Marcus’ cock.
“ Tasty”, Momma said with a smile when she was done. I agreed.
“ I should probably clean up and get out before your daughter wakes up”, Marcus said as he began to shift.
This promptly snapped me out of my reverie and brought me back to the reality of where I was. Instead of being caught with my tits hanging out like this I scooted back to my room doing my best to stay quiet. I closed the door behind me and flung myself onto the bed.
I lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling still hot and feverish. Over and over I played out the events in my head. My mind was racing, my heart was beating a thousand beats per minute, The heat in my loins was threatening to set me on fire.
I tore the nightee off my body and lay naked in the bed, my nipples were like diamonds, my skin was electric. I thrust my fingers to my cleft and replayed the scene again. I was all bust gushing imagining that big cock disappearing into my momma’s pussy. Wondering what my pussy juce would taste on that big cock. That big BLACK cock. What my Momma’s pussy would taste like on that big black cock. What my Momma’s pussy would taste like.
I came thunderously at that realization . I arched my back in a noiseless scream and then covered my mouth with my pillow and let myself HOWL. It went like a lightning bolt through me. It went out through my toes, exploded my nipples and shot out like a beam of light through the top of my head. I swear I saw stars as I shot through the ceiling.
I came back to earth in a sweaty heap, finally satisfied. What I wanted was wrong. But I had to have it.
I wanted my Momma. I also wanted back cock. I wanted both.
As I drifted off to sleep all I could keep thinking like a mantra was…I want , I want , I want, I want…..
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two horney school girls take advantage of vulnerable teacher and a stray student. . .
We go back for more fun with our massage partners (names corrected)
The story of Kate and her life as a obediant slave to her daddy.
This will be the final part of this story. the reason will become clearer once you have read it. I am really sorry for the long wait and i hope this will be a good christmas/haunukkah/yule present for you all.
This is a fiction story I have created from my imagination. I hope you enjoy it and are not to critical on my writing skills. After all I am not a professional writer. I am working on more of the story and will continue to share as long as people are enjoying it.
His birthday isn’t half over and things begin to get interesting
This the 3rd chapter, I recommend to read part 1 and 2 first. All described persons are of legal age. This is my first story and I’m not a native speaker but I’m happy for your criticism – good or bad. Please comment if you want the story to continue.
The end of Pt. 2, After Morgan, found out her and her father lust after each other, she came home from college and has just stumbled onto his playroom.
In the 1970s the Uk was subject to wave upon wave of industrial action brought about because of the OPEC oil embargo.
INTRO: Since this my first ever story I broke it up into chapters if you like the first chapter I will post the second and so on. If you guys hate this story I will stop….. I really do not care just rate what you think. This first chapter is quite short… I know no need to tell me if you like what you read than rate it for the next part. Thank You.
I am 14 years old; I’m tall for my age standing at 6’3”. I have blue eyes and brownish hair. My penis size is 5 and half inches. I haven’t really been embarrassed by the size of my penis because from what I’ve seen it looks pretty normal, I mean it looks like it has all the same parts, the fire helmet shaped knob at the top, the shaft covered in bulging veins, and the two balls.
Anyway, I live in a higher middle class neighborhood. My neighbors are all pilots, lawyers, or doctors. The two neighbors I am closest to are the polnars, and the molcelles. Mrs. Polnar is in her mid forties and she is from Irish descent. She has light orange/brown hair and her face is lightly covered in freckles. She is still in the prime of her beauty and when I am able to get glances at her tits they are beauties. There 32c and are also covered in freckles, ohhhh man they are unbelievable, not perky but not to saggy just perfect. Mrs. Polnar is not a total heath freak but she does have these exercise videos that she exercise to once in a while. When she does exercise she wears these tight black leggings, wow, her ass is this huge heart shaped thing you wouldn’t believe could be on someone without plastic surgery. I grew up from the age of eight watching her bounce that ass up and down to those videos, it was the reason I began to jackoff (actually my first time jacking off was in their downstairs bathroom, which has a great view of her exercise area!). Anyway Mrs. Polnar has two boys who are 13 and 11, and she has a husband in his mid-fifties who is a pilot.
Mrs. Molcelle is the same age as Mrs. Polnar (in fact they went to high school and college together). She is extremely nice and funny and is pretty much a second mom to me. She shows more signs of ageing than Mrs. Polnar but she still has a fairly good pair of 32b knockers, even though they are a bit saggy, and her ass is nothing to complain about. She has a nice thick and curvy figure, but in no means is she fat. Her face is tad wrinkly but she has beautiful eyes and a wonderful smile. Her husband sells something I really don’t know, all I know is that he is always gone somewhere, same with Mr. Polnar who flies internationally.
Now I know you probably want me to start the story but before I can I have to tell you about Mrs. Polnars two boys and Mrs. Molcelles one boy. Mrs. Polnar has two boys one is 13 and one is 11. The 13 year olds name is matt, matt is funny kid but he is sort’ve a pussy skinny white kid, not to be mean, but he is a very little white kid. The 11 year olds name is Andrew, he is the athletic one and he is always playing a sport. He is pretty strong for his age and always tries to talk about sex (he didn’t know what a pussy was I had to tell him). Mrs. Molcelles boy is 16 and his name is Corey, I personally think he is a scumbag/douche bag but he does get girls even though I doubt he has ever had sex. Corey has long blonde hair comparable to Justin Bieber (Fag) and he is also athletic like Andrew.
Now to start the story.
It was early fall my first year in high school just started. I didn’t like my new school because it was a all boy private school. The one thing I really miss was the slutty girls that used to were the short shorts that would expose their butt cracks. So I was getting used to my new environment of all boys no girls, except for my math teacher Mrs. Farrell who no joke weighed at least 400 oh and also had a beard, and to keep my mental health I would go home and watch a good full hour of porn, usually milf porn or cfnm, I would probably also wack it a few times to. This helped me get through the first few weeks but soon I started to get these strong and desperate urges for a good fucking, even though I was a virgin, I was so desperate I started fanaticizing about fucking Mrs. Farrell, yeah I was desperate. So I was stuck in this deep dark alley in which I had few to no contact with any somewhat decent girls. I was just a empty body walking around with this urge to stick my dick in something with a vagina.
One Saturday I was playing wiffle ball with Andrew and Matt in their yard I was still desperate for sex or just contact with a hot piece of ass or tits, when matt started to complain how tired he was. So we decided to take a snack break inside their house. We walked in and I walked over to the freezer and took out three freeze pops (for me) and stood at the counter. I didn’t pay attention to their living when I walked in but when I was standing there I immediately took notice to that familiar heart shape ass bouncing side to side, up and down, in those ohhhh so tight leggings. Andrew called out “Hey mom” Mrs. Polnar replied “Hey guys, there’s freeze pops in the freezer”. “Hey Mrs. Polnar, how you doing?” I asked. “Good, thanks for asking Chris”. The whole time we were talking my eyes were glued on that ass like I was hypnotized, my dick was growing reaching its peak hardness and you could see a bulge in my shorts. I decided I needed a reason to leave fast, because I knew someone would notice the bulge in my pants if I stayed, so I lied about having a dentist’s appointment and got out of there.
On the walk home I was beating the shit out of myself for leaving, I mean why the hell did I do that I have been craving something like Mrs. Polnars ass for the past month and the moment I get a front row seat to the ass show I make up some dumbass excuse to leave. I just couldn’t believe what I did, when I stepped onto my driveway an idea came to me, what if I went back into their backyard and spied on Mrs. Polnar from outside. Their backyard had a perfect view of the living room and if I was caught I would just say I was going to get my bat or glove. At first I was just thinking but then I noticed my feet started to move in the direction of their backyard, I think it was my desperation for sex that caused me to do this in my right mind I would never have done anything like this. When I got to the backyard I ran quickly into a group of bushes that were planted near the living room window. At first I was scared to lift my head so I hide in the bush crushed up like a little baby. I sat there thinking of that nice big squishy, soft ass of Mrs. Polnar, when I heard a noise that sounded like skin hitting against skin slap slap slap slap slap slap slap. My first thought was “Goddamn matt stop jacking off I’m trying to spy on your mom’s great ass” but then I heard what sounded like Mrs. Polnar panting and groaning, that’s when I decided that something was going on in there. I told myself to man the fuck up and look in, I half jumped and have tripped up to the top of the bush and looked in.
What I saw in their living room changed my life, it ended that desperate search I had for sex. Matt and his little skinny pale white body was sitting on the couch, his hairless 4 inch dick was mounted by his mothers huge smothering ass which was bouncing rapidly up and down on his manhood. His face was being pushed into her tits by her hands, now I could hear her talking to him she was saying things like “Uhhhhhhh mattttt do you like mommy’s big ass?” or “MatttTtTt cum deep in my big ass” or “That’s right suck on mommy’s titties”. Her voice was shaking because of all the bouncing she was doing, the couch looked like it was close to breaking. Matt then withdrew his dick from mommy’s lovely ass and she got on her knees he shoved his dick in her mouth and just exploded his manly juices into her mouth. Let me tell I didn’t think someone with such a high pitched voice and unmanly body like Matts could even create that much cum, but it just seemed to never stop Mrs. Polnar swallowed as much as she could fit down her throat but it started to spill out her mouth and ran down the sides of her mouth ending up on her freckled tits. After matt finished exploding in and on his mom he pulled his dick out, I was shocked to see it wasn’t even semi soft it was still as hard as rock. He bent her over onto the couch placed one knee on the couch and kept one leg on the ground and then shoved his tiny yet rock hard dick right into his mom’s ass hole!!! Absolutely no lube! He pounded her butthole for about 8 minutes nonstop than pulled out and exploded all over her big large squishy ass. This time his dick started to get soft. I looked down at Mrs. Polnar and her entire ass was covered in her son’s white and warm juices. She had this large grin of satisfaction on face and looked over at matt and smacked his skinny white butt. He looked over and smiled at her. Matt put on his clothes and walked down stairs to the basement (to play xbox) and Mrs. Polnar got up and continued with her exercise video butt naked, and covered and cum.
I cannot even explain the surprise I was feeling after seeing my little weak, skinny, nerdy, panzi, neighbor bum fuck his mom not once but twice in less than 30 minutes. Thoughts were racing through my head has Andrew fucked her? Has Corey fucked? Does Mr. Polnar know? I decided to jack off to the sight of Mrs. Polnars jizz covered ass bouncing all around, and then I left. I was so horny and amazed at my new found dirty secret.
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How my wife turned into my Hooker
HE DIDN’T REACH WHO HE WAS TRYING TO CALL, BUT HE MET ROXY, WHICH WAS EVEN BETTER!
His name was Xavier, We got acquainted on a chat line and we talked like that for a while.
A man goes to Maryland for pleasure and business
This is the last chapter of the second series I wrote. I hope you guys enjoy it
It was a hot summer, a warm afternoon in August.
As I came home from the school, I shouted “ Mommy! I’m home….”
I glanced at the kitchen. But she was not there. So I walked towards garden. And I saw her there. She was in our new pool, swimming.
– “Hi mom!” I said
Mom looked at me and said “ Hi honey! How are you?”
– “What a hot day, isn’t it?” I asked.
– “Yes hon. But the pool is cool. Why don’t you join me?” She said.
I looked at my mom and laughed. “Mommy, I don’t have any bathing suit. I can’t swim now.
I think I must buy one tomorrow.”
At that moment mom did something so erotic that made my cock excited. She suddenly jumped and about 2 seconds her top was above the water level. She said “look at me I don’t have any bathing suit either. Why don’t you join me? Come on..”
At that moment I saw her jiggling 42 DD tits. They were incredible. Those tremendous breasts. What a sight it was! I felt that my cock was getting bigger and bigger. But one thing I was sure of was that mom didn’t mean to seduce me. She wanted to show that she did not have any bathing suit.
– “Come on son. Just take your short off. And jump into the water.”
– “But mom…. “
– “Come on honey….I have seen you naked a thousand times. Why are you so shy now? I will turn my face for you. Come on, jump now!”
Then she turned her face. I slowly took off my T-shirt then shorts. I was totally naked now. Watching mom’s beautiful back seemed enough to make my cock semi-erect, although only her back could be seen. I ogled her back. She was playing with her soaked hair. It was a very erotic scene the way my mom was touching her hair with her long red finger-nailed hands . I began to play with my cock as I watch her beautiful back. Then I jumped into the pool. After turning her body towards me, she said “at last!”.
The situation was really so erotic. Me and mom both were in the same pool and totally naked!. It must have been my lucky day. Then I began to swim towards her.
When she saw my approach she shouted. “Don’t come near mister.” She was covering her big tits with her hands.
– “You know how big these are and I don’t want you to see my breasts.”
My eyes was glued at those huge tits that mommy was trying to cover. The sides of her breasts could be seen. That scene made me hard instantly.
She caught my eyes looking at them and She laughed . “You love big breasts. Don’t you?” she said.
When I heard these words from her I was shocked with excitement.
“Yes mom…” I stammered. My face was all red.
“How do you know it mom?” I said.
– “The boys at your age really loves tits. I know you like them too because I found some tits-magazines under your bed. You naughty boy! All those magazines were about tits and busty girls.”
– “Mommy!!!” I shouted. I was so ashamed.
– “Don’t be ashamed darling. Its quite normal for your age.”
– “When did you find those mags ?” I said.
– “About a week ago. Hon they were really high-quality magazines. The girls were gorgeous. And I must admit I, myself looked at those magnificent breasts. They were really nice. Although these are bigger than those tits on the mag.” She said as she slowly pointed out her tits with her eyes.
I had an instant hard-on when I heard mom saying those words.
After that mom turned back and swam to the end of pool. Oh no… she must have decided to get out of from the pool .
Then she shouted “Hey I want to get out honey…the pool is cooler now. But first I want you to close your eyes because you know… I’m totally naked”. She was laughing erotically.
– “ok mom. I will close my eyes.” I said. Of course I did not wanna miss the view of her ass and pussy from behind when she climbs the pool ladder.
Mom looked at me suspiciously. “Hey mister, don’t open your eyes. OK?”
– “Trust me mom.” I said.
Then mom started to climb the pool ladder. Of course I opened my eyes and watched the show. Oh what a view it was! I was watching her sexy ass swaying. Ohh my god I saw her pussy from behind. Ohhh the view of her pussy was so beautiful. And her back….. Her naked back seemed so smooth, so feminine. What I want was to spray my cum on her lovely back and watch them ooze down.
After getting out of the pool I could see through my squinted eyes that she was looking at me. She must have understood from the view of my face that I was excited, because she laughed loudly. But she said nothing. She started to walk near the poolside. I opened my eyes. She was walking slowly as she was watching the pool, but she was not looking at me that time. She suddenly stopped. She looked inside the pool and then she dipped her lovely feet inside the pool. Her movements were very erotic. She was touching the water as if she was touching the tip of my cock.
Then….she turned and began to walk towards to home. Oh nooo!!!.. I have swum with my naked mom in the pool but I could not managed touch her breasts. No, I must do something. Then in seconds I made my plan. I quickly got out of the pool. That time I saw that my mom was just trying to wear a towel on her back. She was about to enter our house. I suddenly began to shout “Auggghhh mom help me pleeeease!!”.
This was my plan. I was pretending that I hit my groin. I was covering my groin with both hands and shouting as if I was in great pain. “Mom help me please…!.” As my mom heard me she suddenly ran towards me after threwing her towel aside. Although it was hard for me, I managed not to look at her as she was running towards me naked.
Mom was very anxious. “Oh son are you all right? What happened honey?” Her voice was worried.
I was still looking at the floor. I felt very excited because both of us were wearing nothing!
“Oh mom I hit my groin to the top of the pool ladder. It really hurts me !” I said
In the mean time mom brought a chair for me to sit down.
“Does it hurt honey ?” Mom asked anxiously. “Darling let me see your groin.”
She slowly took my hands aside which were covering my cock and balls. That time she must have noticed my semi-erect cock. Then with one hand she pulled my cock up and and with the other she touched my balls. She was touching gently with the tip of her fingers. Then She cupped my balls and she began massaging slowly. Ohhh She was massaging my balls! I could not believe it!
“My poor little son, I hope this massage will help to ease your pain honey” She said. She continued massaging. Sometimes she was scratching my balls with red long fingernails”.
Then with courage I looked at mom. Ohhhh it was the most erotic sight I have ever seen in my life. Her lovely 42 DD breasts. Ohh those tits were jiggling sexily from side to side as she was massaging my balls. Her big nipples seemed they were begging to be sucked. Ohhh those breasts were so lovely. What I wanted that time was to play with them for hours and give them a nice tit-fuck.
In the meantime mom noticed that my cock was getting bigger and bigger! She looked at my eyes. She saw I was looking at her breasts. She laughed loudly. “What do we have here?” she said As she saw my rock-hard cock. Then she touched the top of my cock with her index finger and pulled it down and then let it free. My cock began to sway. Up and down, up and down.
She was watching my swaying cock. She gave my balls as soft squeeze again with her fingers as she jiggled her sexy breasts in front of my eyes.
“It seems that my little son is enjoying the breast show.” She said. She was laughing loudly.
Oh it was too much. My mom was totally naked, her tremendous tits were jiggling sexily, and besides she was touching my balls.
Ohh I was so excited by the view of my mom’s lovely breasts that I began to cum.. Oh yesss I cum… My cum landed on her breasts …some landed on her nipples.. … My mother was laughing softly…. I can’t find words to describe how erotic her smile was.
It seemed that my cumming was never gonna end. I cum cum and cum on her breasts…and the last drops of my cum landed near her lips.
She watched them all. She licked the cum on her lips with her tongue. Then she touched her tits which were shiny with my hot cum. She said.. “Hmm it seems that my little son has got really excited about the view of his mom’s breasts… right honey?”
I could not say anything. I was still ogling my mother’s enormous knockers. I was mesmerized by the view. Suddenly I took out my hand and dared to hold those lovely huge breasts with both hands. Then I began playing. Ohhh they were so soft and lovely. It was a very erotic situation.
Mom stopped me and said “All right mister, the breast show is over now. I know that you really enjoyed the show very much… I can see it by looking at your hard cock, and cum. Oh honey so much cum! I did not know that you like my breasts so much. But…it must be over. I can’t let you play with my breasts…. After all you are my little son.
“But mom….” I said. “Mom I’m in love with your breasts. They are so big and soft.”
She smiled but said nothing. She hold my cock once more then she cleaned the cum left on the tip of my cock with her fingers. Then With her hand she cupped my balls and squeezed them gently again. Then She stood up and turned her back and walked towards to our home door. I began to jack my hard cock again as I ogled her naked swaying ass..
Before reaching our house door she turned her face to me and looked for the last time.. She saw I was jerking off wildly. She laughed again. She bent over a little and jiggled them once more. “You naughty boy” said mommy again, before disappearing in front of our door
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Jenny’s pregnant, bred by her big brotehr, and he’s never been hornier, taking risks to enjoy fuck her at school. Meanwhile, their mother’s desire to seduce James burns in her, weakening her resolve every day.
A dream turning into relaity
A few final surprises await Walter and Holly at Pond Cove.
Jim awoke to the feeling of Tom’s chest pressed to his back and one of Tom’s muscular arms draped over Jim’s chest pulling Jim in close. Seconds later Jim registered another feeling, Tom’s pulsating erection was pressed between Jim’s thighs; the two of them had slept naked in this position since their midnight encounter the previous night.
The feeling of his older brothers meat firmly secured between his thighs was enough to bring Jim to full mast; Jim slowly stared to grind his thighs together sandwiching his brother’s pulsating member.
Tom was sound asleep when he was overcome with a pleasurable sensation, like someone kneading his groin, as the sensations continue to wash over him Tom’s eyes fluttered open to see the back of his brother’s head. In a flash all of last night’s events rushed back to him. Overcome with love for his little brother Tom leaned forward and gently brushed his lips to the back of Jim’s neck.
Jim jumped 6 inches with the unexpected feeling of his brother’s lips on his neck. “Jesus! You scared the hell out of me!” Jim exclaimed as he turned to face his brother. Tom smiled slyly at Jim and then threw back the covers and hopped out of bed, Tom’s proud 7.5 inches stood tall for the whole world to see.
Without bothering to look at the lustful look in his brother’s eye Tom turned and headed for the door, flexing his tight ass as he walked, giving his brother a view at the rest of him. Throwing caution to the wind because of their parents absence, Tom walked stark naked through the house to the kitchen, following his brothers lead Jim went into the kitchen and set out to make his cereal.
All through breakfast the two were unusually quiet, without any advances from either brother, breakfast passed quickly and it wasn’t long before Jim got up to wash his bowl. Jim stood at the sink with his feet slightly parted giving Tom a perfect view; Tom sat admiring his brothers athletic physique, Tom slowly rose from the table and walked behind his brother and pressed their bodies together and rested his chin on Jim’s right shoulder.
For the second time that morning Jim was spooked at his brother’s sudden presence and nearly jumped out of his skin as he felt his brother’s firm pecks pressing into his back and Tom’s chiseled chin on his shoulder. “For cripes sake, would you stop doing that?!” shouted a startled Jim.
Tom laughed and gently smacked his brother’s ass, “Why don’t you make me big boy.” With the irrevocable challenge and the raging testosterone the two engaged in a battle for domination. Eventually Tom was declared winner as he pinned Jim face down on the carpet, from his vantage point Tom had the perfect sight of his brother’s firm ass slightly sticking up from the floor.
As a result of their roughhousing Jim and Tom were coated with a fine layer of sweat, the sight of his brother’s glistening ass drove Tom crazy. With a light thrust Tom’s member slid in-between Jim’s thighs resuming its earlier position, this time however Tom held the high ground, using his leverage to keep his brother down Tom began to slide in and out of his brother’s thighs gently rubbing his brother’s hefty balls with his shaft.
The two seemed to be made for each other as they picked up the tempo they reached a near boiling point and suddenly Tom stopped and jumped up, Jim rolled over to look up at his brother in time to see Tom jerking his meat feverishly while looking down at Jim. Mirroring his brother Jim wrapped his hand around his cock and started pumping too, in mere seconds Jim exploded shooting rope after rope of his thick seed all over his chest and stomach. “OHHHH OH MY GOD AHHH AH AHHHH!”
As Tom watched his brother pound his flesh Tom picked up his tempo even more, as he watched his brother unleash and heard his brother’s moans, it was enough to push Tom over the edge and he started spurting his steamy goo down onto his brother with shots landing on his brother’s face, pecks, abs, and groin.
Looking down at his winded brother Tom stretched out a hand to pull Jim to his feet. “Let’s go shower, Mom and Dad’s shower is big enough for both of us.” Jim didn’t need to be told twice, he started down the hall towards his parent’s room. Tom walked up behind Jim and roughly grabbed his brother’s ass squeezing it tight, “This is mine now!” Tom said with a smile.
The two made it into their parent’s walk-in shower with no further incidents and began heating the water. Moments after the water heated both brothers piled into the shower and began to soap up, with the water pouring down from both showerheads the two stood inches apart. It was Tom who broke the silence, “Jim, could you do my back?”
With a nod from Jim, Tom turned around presenting his backside to Jim. Jim grabbed the bottle of moisturizing body wash and started to dig deep into Tom’s shoulders. Tom’s knees almost buckled when his brother started giving him a deep tissue massage, the pleasure was immense.
Jim slowly worked his way down Tom’s muscular back exerting great care to thoroughly massage his brother’s entire back, it wasn’t long until Jim reached Tom’s lower back, Jim proceeded lower and began massaging in earnest. Tom was on cloud nine as Jim kneaded his ass cheeks together and spread them apart and ran his thumbs down Tom’s crack gently poking in as they got to Tom’s puckered hole before they moved on down and slipped between his legs and began massaging Tom’s balls.
Just as Tom was about to explode for the second time this morning Jim spun him around and engulfed Tom’s pulsating cock in one fell swoop. The combination of his massage and the sudden warmth encasing his cock and the contracting feeling of his brother’s throat pushed Tom over the edge and sent shots of his hot seed into his brother’s stomach. Toms slid down the side of the shower as his knees buckled; he was caught by the shower bench and sat in the throes of his shattering orgasm.
Jim watched his dazed brother with satisfaction, knowing he had brought tom great pleasure. Jim gazed at his naked and glistening brother for a few moments more and then started to take his own cock in hand to give himself some relief.
Tom noticed his brother’s movements and thought it was a poor way to repay his brother by making him satisfy himself, Tom stopped his brother and stood up, “I have something much better in mind.” Tom said as he turned and braced himself on the shower bench.
Jim looked on slightly confused until he realized what his brother had in mind. “Are you sure?” asked Jim. “Yes, I have wanted it all week!” Tom replied somewhat forcefully. Jim nodded and grabbed the lotion bottle off the shower rack, after applying a generous amount of lotion to his aching 7.2 inches; Jim took another handful and began to rub it into his brother’s crack, eliciting several moans from Tom.
After applying all the lubrication Jim took hold of his rod and began running it up and down his brother’s tight crack, gently pushing harder as he passed Tom’s hole each time. After a few passes of this teasing Jim found Tom’s hole and lined up to penetrate, with slight pressure Jim’s cockhead penetrated Tom’s anal ring. “AHH OHHHHHH MY GODDDDD! HOLY SHIT!”
The pain quickly subsided and Tom’s virgin hole became receptive to Jims throbbing prick, Jim applied more pressure shoving his well lubricated member balls deep into his brother. A wave of euphoria unlike anything Jim had ever experienced washed over him combined with the steamy water pounding down on his shoulders Jim had to fight to prolong this experience.
As Tom’s hole contracted around Jim’s tick shaft Jim held still for almost a full 30 seconds, once Jim regained control he began to slowly withdraw from his brothers ass until only Jim’s cockhead remained buried in Tom’s ass. Jim looked down at the sight of his dick in his brother’s ass and the sight was so hot that it galvanized Jim into the hottest fuck session he had ever had.
Jim grabbed Tom’s hips and with a mighty thrust Jim pushed all the way back into his brother driving balls deep, after hearing the meaty smack of his groin on Tom’s cheeks Jim quickly withdrew and slammed in again and again! Quickly picking up tempo Jim trust over and over again. Jim withdrew all the way and looked down at his brother’s gaping hole and in one strong push Jim penetrated and started fucking his brother with renewed gusto! With each slam of groin to ass Tom’s moans got louder and louder “OH.. MY.. FUCKING.. GOD…. FUCK!!!!”
Jim slammed over and over into Tom’s tight hole Jim could feel his orgasm coming and knew there would be no stopping it. With two final thrusts Jim went as deep into his brother’s bowls at he could slamming as hard as he could, on his last thrust in Jim pressed his chest to his brothers back and wrapped his arms around Tom’s chest holding him tight as Jim spurted rope after rope of his steamy goo into Tom’s bowls, it seemed as if Jim came forever and the cum seemed to be in an unlimited supply.
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An unrequited mother-son love story with a happy end
