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Bad Teacher

My first time writing. It’s a little long, but some fun stuff start about half way through.

Spying on Mom and Brother II

Spying on my Mom and Brother II
Tara and I quietly opened my closet door, then the panel door a crack and took a peek. Chuck had a thin camouflage curtain up and we could open up the panel door quietly all the way. He had also moved his night light so his bed was lit up dim. Tara put her finger in my pussy as I did hers.
We watched all excited.
Mom and Chuck were standing up and kissed first, and felt each other up. He turned her so we could see his hands feel her tits and pussy. We were getting wet as we watched him put on a show for us. He would wink at us at times. Mom didn’t know anything as she was breathing so hard and feeling his dick. He slowly peeled off her robe and went down and licked her pussy.
Mom looked so hot naked. She had big tits and a full bush, hot legs and such a good figure. Mom held his head and panted as she rubbed her pussy on his face. She whispered: (….”oh my god baby…oh baby….your tongue feels so good in mom. Keep that up baby….make mom feel good again“….)
She had this wonderful look on her face I’ll never forget…pure contentment. Tara got on her knees quietly and started to lick my pussy while putting two fingers in it. I couldn’t moan! I felt her tongue circle my clit, oh god, I had to stop her or get us caught by making moaning sounds.
My brother stood up and picked mom up and laid her on his bed. Tara and I started feeling us up and it got real hot in that closet. We joined them in the feel up part. We even kissed together to really get into it what they were feeling. We watched as Chuck kissed mom over and over as mom moaned and gasp for breath.
Her legs went wide waiting for him to put his dick in her. He teased her a little, just to make her hotter. She moaned and squirmed and whispered: (“..oh baby…put it in mom…go ahead…now!”)
He winked at us as mom’s head was blocked and couldn’t see us. We watched him put his dick in her waiting pussy…She went wild, pulling on him and putting her arms around his neck tightly. I’d never seen mom act this way, out of control acting like an animal and making sounds like desperate lust.
My pussy was dripping in Tara’s mouth as she licked me. The sounds alone made us so hot, I finally had to lick Tara’s pussy. I stood her up and I went down to lick her. We glanced sideways at mom and brother fucking like to caged animals, moaning and starting to make those getting ready to cum sounds. Mom was almost crying with pleasure, calling out: “Oh baby fuck mom!…argg…FUCK MOM!…,oh oh oh oh Oh Oh OH eeeeee YESSSS!”…..
They came together, banging the bed against the wall, thrashing themselves together in a glorious cuming climax. I squirted and so did Tara. She soaked my face in her hot juices, as my pussy dripped my juices on the floor, my pussy had soaked my hand as I shook and thrusted it in my pussy. I had an over the top climax. Tara’s legs went weak and sank to the floor as she kissed me over and over.
We shakily moved back into my room, legs so weak. Mom and brother were still both moaning and jumping in the aftermath. I quietly closed the panel door. Tara grabbed a towel and we slowly dried us off with shaking hands.
We crawled in my bed holding each other and fell asleep, locked together. Mom and brother laid holding each other all night.
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The next day, Tara and I acted like we just got back from sleeping at Tara’s house. Mom was still asleep. Chuck was in his room also. We took a shower together, (for the first time) and started washing each other….that was hot.
We messed around all day, but that night late….the panel opened and in walks Chuck. “How was that my little spies?” he said. We told him how hot it made us and thanked him for the thrill. He told us that mom just went to bed and in one hour to come to his room, and went back to his room. I got a hot shot in my stomach as to what he might have us do. Tara smiled and hoped to have sex with him. I had never had sex with my brother and it made me excited, but the risk was giving me the jitters. Chuck had other ideas….
In one hour, we opened the panel and stepped through. Chuck was sitting in his chair naked.
He told us to be quiet and lay on his bed, in a 69 position. Tara giggled and I was not sure about all this. He told us to start licking while he watched.
We closed our eyes and went at it. I was really exciting in two ways. Being watched by my brother and wondering if he wanted to have sex with me, or Tara or ….both? He got up from his chair, stroking his dick as we licked us and sucked our clits making us hot. He walked over and got close. We got more excited with the tension. Tara was making me want to cum bad and the same for her. Then Chuck whispered for us to sit up, side by side. Our hearts were beating fast, as we took a deep breath. He leaned over to us and said, “Start sucking this.”
OMG…..Tara and I had never sucked a dick before. We looked at each other and Tara started first. I joined in licking him. We played with his balls and now I was really getting turned on by this. We both got to going with it then he said to start fingering each other pussy’s. We gladly did and now we were really hot. He took Tara’s hand and mine and had us stroke his dick, while we sucked him.
We both started moaning as we fingered and sucked, I really was turned on by this and we both wanted him to cum. He started to moan, we both put our lips on his big head and waited for his cum. I moaned as I had a big climax as did Tara when he shot in both our open mouths and on our faces. Wow, he shot a lot as our faces were covered with his cum. It jolted us and him as we all moaned as quiet as we could.
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Tara and I went back to my room, Tara started licking Chuck’s cum off my face, I got major tingles and did the same to her. We had just had the most intense climaxes of our life, and our pussy’s were still tingling. The licking of our faces was making us so hot, we laid down and licked every drop we could find on us. We both wished we had Chuck’s dick in us to feel that mega cum he shot in our mouths and faces.
We couldn’t wait till he called us in his room again. I now had the hots for my brother bad. Tara started feeling my pussy as she told me how she wanted Chuck’s dick in her. This just made us hot all over again. We turned 69 and began to lick each others clits and pussy’s. We came fast and closed our eyes and pictured Chuck licking us.
———-
We planned another sleep over and I… just happened… to tell Chuck the day. He smiled at me and pulled me to him. Our hands were all over us quick. I gasp and was not expecting a major feel up from him or me. I couldn’t believe I was feel up my own brother. It was shaking me up as my heart raced and I gulped down more air. He felt my wet pussy and then turned me around and laughed and pushed me out of his room! That little tease! …grrrrr….time to tease back!
I started in on him. At dinner I would rub my ass against him, brush my hand against him close to his dick. I was having major fun copping feels behind my mom’s back. He was a little shocked, but was turned on by it, I could tell by the way he would take a deep breath afterwards. The funny part was him and my mom were doing it too! I watched their hands take little feels when they thought I wasn’t looking close. Poor Chuck was getting felt from two of us now, and it was my turn to just…smile at him. We both were now getting so hot for each other as it was growing.
I would picture in my mind him cuming on Tara and I while I masturbated to intense cums myself. I peeked at him one night when I heard some noises from his room. I watched him holding a pair of my panties he swiped!, then jacking off after smelling them. He shot about a foot in air as he gowned. I knew he was thinking about fucking me, and it made so hot, I orgasmed watching him.
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It was Friday night. Tara’s night to sleep over. Mom would be out late playing bingo.
We waited for Chuck to open the panel door. Finally it opened and he motioned for us come in his room. He smiled at me with a devils grin. He felt my tits and whispered: (“you can just watch.”)
Grrrrr…he was going to fuck Tara and make me just watch! I sat in his chair and gave him dirty looks. I finally started rubbing my pussy as he started slowly taking off Tara’s panties.
Chuck smiled at me watching and rubbing my pussy while he slowly undressed Tara. They kissed real hot and felt their body’s. He laid her on his bed, opened up her legs wide and began to lick her clit. Tara was in heaven and moaned and squirmed. Chuck kept looking over and grinning at me.”
The ultimate tease.
Then he stood up and came over and stood me up. He kissed me so passionately and I kissed him back in shock. For the first time our tongues met and we both gasp for air. He felt my tits and wet pussy and led me to his bed. He had me lay on top of Tara face to face with her. He had both our legs wide open as he started putting his dick in Tara and them me, back and forth. He was going to fuck both of us!
Tara and I got so hot we were kissing, moaning and feeling our tits. He kept it up until we all were panting and going to cum.
Tara and I both moaned and started cuming hard, feeling both of ourselves cuming was a very hot turn on. Her breathing and feeling me cum was making us cum even harder, along with my brothers dick going in and out of us. She squeezed my tits hard as I had reached down and fingered both our clits
. We kissed as we hit the peak and rubbed our pussy‘s together. I don’t know which of us Chuck came in first, but we got a big load of his cum in both our pussy’s. We were a warm pile of shaking people, all kinds of moaning came out of all of us. Chuck was not expecting this, and held us both tight, as his cum dripped out of my pussy and onto Tara‘s. I couldn’t help but shake…pause…and shake some more. My pussy was squeezing his dick each time he stuck it in me, and Tara’s pussy squeezed him too. We laid there letting the spasms continue, which seemed like forever.
My head was spinning, and my heart couldn’t get enough air. Feeling Tara climax as I held her, and her holding me as I climaxed, was over the top when he dual fucked us. Chuck’s weight and heat was a hot turn on for us. It drove Tara’s and my body together and mashed our nipples tightly together…no wonder I kept spasming. We all just lay there, Chuck still switching his dick from my pussy, to Tara‘s and then back.
He finally rolled off of us…but Tara and I continued to hold each other till the last spasm left us.
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Chuck completely changed. He couldn’t have been nicer to us. Mom played bingo 2 nights a week, we planned another 3 some for one of those nights, but there was something I wanted.
I now wanted to fuck my brother privately one on one bad and I told him so. He held me tight and kissed me so hot and said he to wanted to also, real bad, so we planned a night to do it. Mom kept him busy fucking her every chance she got. All I could do was watch and masturbate hearing them fuck and moan from the panel door. I did a lot of sleepovers at Tara’s house to get away from it. Chuck and our special night wasn’t happening.
Tara and I had great cums together, but I wanted Chuck bad. Mom stopped going to bingo and there went our 3 somes also. Chuck whispered to me in the hall and told me how bad he wanted me. We snuck a hot kiss, and felt us up right there, while mom was downstairs. Finally we decided to sneak a night and do it quietly with mom home.
Her bedroom was right across from ours and she was a light sleeper. That night Chuck came into my room thru the panel door. Our hearts were beating so fast as we immediately went into a kissing frenzy from having to wait so long. He whispered: (“..Jan…I have to have you or go crazy….I can’t stand it anymore.”) Still standing he dropped to his knees and ran his hands up my night gown and pulled down my panties and started licking my pussy. I ran my fingers thru his hair and my pussy jumped each time he licked my clit.
We quietly laid down on my bed in a 69 position and I wanted his dick all to myself. His dick was so warm in my mouth, It made my pussy shiver with delight. I took my time feeling and licking his balls and suppressing my little moans. He lifted my one leg and pushed his tongue in deep and licked me so good, I orgasmed and a little squirt of my pussy juice squirted on his tongue. He and I both moaned
(…‘oh my god… that was so hot!’) I put his dick in my mouth as far as I could get it.
That’s when my bedroom light came on.
There stood mom in shock. Chuck quick jumped up and started talk fast to her. She just glared at me. Chuck tried to take all the blame as mom wasn’t listening at all. Chuck pulled her out of my bedroom and closed my door. I wet my self some, it scared me that bad. I heard mom yelling something. Time stopped while I waited for mom to come in my room and lecture me. After a long time, my door opened and Chuck came in.
Chuck had told her that I knew that they were having sex together. He said later mom settled down and that she didn’t want to stop having sex with Chuck. Chuck told her they would keep on if she ignored him and I. They agreed and acted like normal and the usual.
I gulped….. with that news my heart finally stopped pounding. Chuck smiled and he kissed me, starting all over with our date to finally have private sex.
Mom went back to her room and shut the door. Now Chuck and I looked in each other eyes and we melted together in our arms. His warm hands felt my body as I felt is growing dick. He felt my tits so firm my pussy spasmed. Chuck turned the lights down low as his hands felt so warm sliding up my legs underneath my nightgown.
I shivered as I felt the juice in my pussy start to gather. We just knew mom was listening, but our moaning was now released and I was the loudest as I felt Chuck’s finger slipped inside my wet pussy. At his being 16, and me at 14 we were going to have one on one sex with each other for the first time. The taboo thing of not having sex with your brother, just made it all the more exciting.
He slowly lifted my nightgown off, savoring this moment. I felt his lips touch mine and our tongues slipped in out of our mouths dancing with each other. We could feel our hearts pounding as we gasp for breath. The feel of his warm full boner in my hand was awesome. I could feel his warm pulse in it as the tip was oozing with his pre cum. His slight moan let me know I was pleasing him like I wanted to. Our kisses increased with passion as our hands continued to feel our warm body’s Our fingers trembled with excitement. We savored this moment of sexual ecstasy.
I dropped to my knees and let my tongue feel all it wanted to around the head of his dick. He moaned again, as my pussy began to drip it’s juice down my leg.
Knowing mom was intently listening to our every moan was sadistic pleasure. Knowing her son was having hot sex with her daughter must have been hard to take. She couldn’t have him all to herself now. Little Jan had drawn him away and she was forced to share.
Chuck played with my hair and felt my lips and tongue getting his dick all wet. He jumped some each time I took the tip of my tongue as just touched it to the tip of his dick. I sucked down all of his pre cum.
I took all of his dick in my mouth I could. I could hear his breathing increase. Once I got his dick completely all wet, I pulled him down on top of me. Our arms were jittery as he lowered himself down on top of me. I opened my legs wide as I felt his wet dick slide in my wet pussy without us even touching it.
I just knew that mom was listening hard as she had probably opened her door a crack to listen better. She wanted to be me so bad. I just knew what she must be thinking….
(“…I can’t stand this! Hearing them having hot sex, and me nothing! Well, I have three fingers in me and I’ll just cum with them. I know what Chuck feels like in me and that little Jan is cutting into my good sex. I’ll keep Chuck so fucked out, he won‘t have any cum left for her!…”)
I felt Chuck’s dick slide in and out of me slow at first, but then we both started fucking faster as we felt so good to each other. We felt our warm skin together on us and I ran my fingers through his hair.
I let my legs come up and wrap around his warm body, feeling his hips pumping me so good. Our hot tongues went deeper between gasps for air. I moaned loud at it built up in me with all the good feelings my body was feeling. The feeling of his dick in me was building a climax just waiting to be released. I heard his little moans telling me he was cuming soon. I began to squeeze his dick slightly with my wet pussy, as we increased our speed.
The slight slapping noise of our body’s coming together began to increase. We began to moan together. I began to tremble inside my body as Chuck’s moaning in my ear was awesome. My arms around his back pulled tighter and tighter as the rush of our passion began to peak. I moaned a crying sound and yelled ..”OH Chuck…., yes,…Yes,….Ohhhhh God YES!!
I lost it and fucked him as fast as I could as I felt his hot cum fill my pussy and overflow. He moaned a strained moan and his cum kept coming and coming as I shook and squirmed out of control. I felt like I was losing my mind in pleasure. We held each other tight as his dick kept pumping his cum in me. I squeezed his dick with my pussy as hard as I could. It quivered as it did so. My pussy let go with the biggest squirt I had ever had, and kept squirting two more times. My body went crazy shaking over and over violently. I don’t know what I moaned but It know it was loud. Chuck held me so tight as his dick pumped in me until we both started to collapse, spent beyond anything we had ever experienced. We lay trembling in our wet juices.
( Chuck and I now leave the panel door always open, so at any time……we might hear ‘our’… footsteps cuming for us……..)

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The Sisterhood Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed (aka Payback as a Bitch Chapter Two)

A Note From The Author
This story is the long awaited squeal to the hit “Payback as a Bitch” that was first published two years ago. Since then the plot of the series had somewhat mutated and I felt it needed a new title, however if you have not read the original then you might want to check it out first or not a lot of this will make sense. For all those of you who have read that original I thank you for the resounding success, I apologise for the bad spelling and grammar in the previous the last edition but English is not my first language. If you come across similar mistakes in this instalment please feel free to copy it to a word document and fix them before reading. As most authors I feel obligated to inform you that this story contains themes such as incest and anal sex, if these are not for you and you do read on then do not complain at the end. Constructive criticism and suggestions are always welcome to help me improve both this series and the others I am currently working on.
I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it.
The Sisterhood Chapter Two: Secrets Revealed (aka Pay Back as a Bitch Chapter Two)
Have you ever had one of those moments, where despite all the weird shit that’s happened in the last few days you still find yourself thinking ‘what the fuck’? I was kind of in the middle of one of those moments. My sister, Clare, was sitting on her bed with her tongue massaging our mother’s tonsils; even though this was pushing the boundaries of weird to a whole new level it was still incredibly hot. My sister as you know is a total knock out: long legs, tight ass, big tits (all of which I had had fun with) red hair and green eyes. My mum looks like a copy of Clare slightly gone to seed, she had a little more junk in her trunk, her boobs were even bigger the Clare’s though they had a bit more sag, but for a 39 year old she was in great shape given her habit of always dieting and exercising so she ‘didn’t end up like some of women she worked with.’
After about a minute the broke apart and mum reached over and brushed the hair out of Clare’s face in a very loving way, as in more then a parental loving way.
“I’ve got to go back to the office for a bit,” whispered mum, “but I’ll see what I can do about it when I get home. Just don’t tell anyone else, okay?” Clare looked with those big green eyes and slowly nodded. With that our mother got, kissed her one last time on the top of the head and turned to leave. I had just enough time to leap backwards, turn around and take a few steps when the door opened and she strode out. She look shocked to fine me there, obviously worried about what I might have overheard, but I just kept on walking and she must have just dismissed my appearance as coincidence because she didn’t pursue the matter.
I went back to my room and started fiddling around for a while, did a bit of writing on a report that wasn’t due till school was back. But seeing as how the report was about the history of slavery it only served to get me thinking about my own personal slaves and what I could do to them. Barely half an hour later and I was in need of a bit of relief, in the old days I would have just stayed in my chair and jerked off to some porn, but things were a lot better now. I pulled out my phone and sent a quick text to Steph, just a basic ‘get your arse over here now, sort of thing, then I stood up, stretched out some cramps and went down the hall to pay a conjugal visit to my dear big sister.
As I walked in I saw her sitting at her computer with her back to me, but the weird thing is that she was watching the video of me a Stephanie from earlier that day. I crept up behind her and slid my hands over her shoulders and down the front of her blouse. She jumped a little in surprise as I did so and quickly reached up and closed the video and I began fondling her ample tits.
“You know,” I said, leaning down to whisper in her ear “if you started getting into this you might find that I can make it a lot more enjoyable for you.”
“Like how?” she huffed in disbelief, but I did sense a little hit of anticipation in her voice.
I swung the chair around to face me; she was wearing one of those little sundresses that barely made it halfway down her thigh. I reached down and slowly slid the fabric up past where her panties should have been, I say should have been because she wasn’t wearing any. I breathed in the musky scent of her womanhood before gently kissing my way up her thigh towards her pussy, I felt her shudder as I did so, squirming a little trying to get my mouth to her as fast as she could. But I was in no rush; I kept on teasing her, lightly flicking her outer lips and running the very tips of my fingers over the entrance to her love cannel. It wasn’t long before she was dripping juice onto the chair and her little clit started to poke it head out. I gave it just the tiniest of flicks with the tip of my tongue and Clare jumped about two inches back off the chair. I started running my tongue along the full length of her slit, still just barely touching her clit, making her shudder every time. As I did this slit two fingers into her pussy and slowly began working them back and forward until I was knuckle deep in my big sister, I hooked my fingers so that the knuckle of one was massaging her g-spot while the other was hooking over the edge of what I am told is the cervix. Clare was really starting to enjoy this, and by that I mean she had her legs up over my shoulders and had grabbed me by the back of the head and was trying to force my whole face into the pussy. I sucked her clit into my mouth and curled my tongue around it into a sort of cradle and began sucking, hard. Most guy seme to think that the clit is like a joy buzzer, but to quote one of the great Nina Hartley’s instructional videos ‘licking sucks and sucking rocks.’
“HOLY FUCK YES!” shouted Clare as her hips started bucking into my face and I began fingering her faster and faster. “I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA OH-OH-OH-OOHHHHHH-GOOOOODDDDDDD!”
And with that she seemed to go in to some sort of seizure, her whole body shook violently and screamed incoherent babble until her hands let go of my head, he legs went limp and her breathing slowed so that she just seemed out of breath.
I heard a small noise behind us and turned around to see Steph leaning up against the closet, her jeans were down to her knees and hand shirt was literally ripped open, she’d obviously been playing with her self while watching the two of us.
I got us and walked over to her, pushing her hand out of the way and slid my own into her panties. At the same time I started kissing her, she must have tasted Clare’s juices, and liked it, because her tongue was exploring every crevice it could find. After a moment or two I pulled away and looked at her, I saw that she was glancing over my shoulder at Clare and her pussy was becoming wetter in my hand.
“You wanna, have some fun with her?” I asked. Steph bit her lower lip slightly then nodded, not taking her eyes off Clare for a moment. “Fourth draw, under the towel, pick something fun.”
I gave her one last kiss before walking back to Clare, she was sitting right where I left her, her legs spread open and one had up rubbing her tit. I unzipped my trousers and turned to stand next to her, even though my dick was only half hard Clare needed no encouragement and quickly jerked me to full attention before taking me into her mouth and demonstrating her porn star level of cock sucking skill. Ever put you dick in a vacuum? I haven’t, mostly because I couldn’t find one that could handle me, but I imagine that that is the force with which Clare can suck.
She reached up and started stroking my balls with one hand while the other started playing with her tit, squeezing and pinching her nipple, making herself groan around my cock. I tore my eyes away from this in an attempt to stop myself from cumming to soon; I looked over at where Steph stood in front of the draws, totally naked, holding an L-shaped dildo. As I watched she inserted the smaller end into her pussy then pulled up what looked like a bikini bottom and sliding the long part of the dildo into place with a small click. The toy itself was about the same size as an aerosol can and the effect was that it looked as if Steph had sprouted a massive dick through the front of her panties.
Steph started stroking her temporary attachment, looking for all the world like a hermaphrodite jerking off, I guess the bit up inside her meant that the more it was stimulated the more she felt it. Now normally I’m not into that kinda stuff, but this and Clare sucking my already enraged dick had me about ready to explode. However I didn’t want to waste such an opportunity. I pulled Clare’s mouth away from my cock and in true porn star fashion she started gasping after it like a fish outta water. I turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed.
“Clare, I think our dear cousin in feeling a little left out,” I said, gesturing towards Steph, who was still stroking her plastic pal. “Why don’t you go show her just how much we want her to join in?” Clare need no further persuading, she got up and strode over to where Steph was and began kissing her full on French style. They were holding the backs of each other’s heads and seemed to be competing to see who could reach whose tonsils first. I decided that watching this was not going to help me stop from shooting my load so I striped off the rest of my cloths, swung my legs up on the bed and closed my eyes for a moment, trying not to hear the sound of them kissing.
After a few minutes, during which I was thinking about my pick for the NRL the season, the sound of kissing stoped and was quickly replaced by another familiar noise. I opened my eyes and looked around, Steph was standing right where I had left her, however Clare was kneeling in front of her and looked as if she was trying to suck her strap on right out of its holster. She was bobbing her head back and forward at an alarming rate, her red hair was waving behind her and I could see that both her hands were around Steph’s backside. Steph was holding Clare’s head and was effectively face fucking her, ramming the dildo down her throat and letting out a little grunt every time.
“That’s it you fucking bitch!” screamed Steph “Suck my fucking cock! OH FUCKS YES! THAT’S IT! FINGER MY ARSEHOLE YOU FUCKING LITTLE CUNT!”
If my erection had been receding it was now back in full force; Steph, when she wasn’t around Clare, had always struck me as being kind of a sweet girl. To hear such obscenities pouring out of her mouth, and at such a volume, had me seriously aroused.
“THAT’S IT I’M GONNA CUM!” cried Steph, literally beating her pelvis into Clare’s face. “HERE IT CUMS! OH CRAP OH CRAP OH CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP CRAP AHHHH-AHHHH-AHHHH!”
And with that Steph froze like a statue, her eyes wide and her luscious lips drawn out in one long low moan. Her hands had stoped abusing Clare’s face and were now instead holding her throat deep on the toy. I could see Clare was starting to have trouble breathing, if was a better man then I may have gone and helped her, but like I said, this was all payback.
After about thirty seconds or so I decided that it might not be so good for Clare to die of asphyxiation so I rolled off the bed and gently pulled her back from Steph’s hips. She came away coughing and spluttering, as she was wiping her own spit from around her mouth I led her over to the bed and lay back down. She sat down on the edge next to me but I didn’t give her much time to recover, instead I pulled her on top of me and dragged one leg over my side so that she was properly positioned. Clare got the idea pretty quickly and god bless her she reached down and started to guide my cock into her waiting pussy. I wondered whether it was just the threat of blackmail that had her working along so well, or if she was starting to really enjoy the situation, but all these thoughts were pushed out of my head as my dick was pushed into her. The feeling of her cunt was amazing, it was warm and we and so tight it felt like I was forcing my todger through a fleshy garden hose. She placed both her hands on my chest and started lowering her self down onto me, it took a moment for me to get my full length in, but once I was balls deep she started rocking back and forward so I was only slipping out and inch or so each time. The sensation was exquisite, both on my cock and the soft feeling of her bare skin on mine; I leaned forward and took one of her nipples in my mouth, rubbing the edges of her areola with my teeth and flicking the tip with my tongue. With my hands I reached around and grabbed her arse, spreading her checks apart as she growled deeply and began to pick up speed. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Steph in the corner, her hands back down the front of the strap on, I assume, fingering her clit.
I took Clare’s nipple out of my mouth and looked straight at Steph, when I had her eye contact I nodded towards Clare’s rising and falling arse. When Steph raised her eyebrows and just started I took one hand off Clare’s arse, pointed at her then slapped Clare’s arse with my hand making her moan even louder then she was already. Steph go the idea and crawled up on to the bed behind Clare, who completely oblivious and kept on fucking me. I could feel Steph’s soft tanned legs brushing against mind as she positioned herself, I helped her aim as well as I could but pulling Clare’s butt cheeks as far apart as they would go.
Clare suddenly stopped humping me and shot forward, almost dislodging me, her eyes were wide open and nothing but a small choking noise was issuing from her. In guessed you haven’t guessed this was because Steph had shoved what appeared to be the first half of the aerosol can sized strap on up her arse.
“AHHHHHHHH!” screamed Clare, trying to pull away, I put my hands on her shoulders as best I could to stop her moving. “You bitch! Take it out IT FUCKING HURTS!”
“No she’s not going to take it out,” I said with a stern look around at Steph, who had looked ready to obey “your just gonna have to relax and take it like a good little slut.”
Steph reached forward and grabbed Clare’s hips, slowly sliding her toy into her cousin’s arsehole. To my somewhat surprise Steph was smiling as she did so, as if this was something she had wanted to do for along time. The further she pushed in the further Clare slid back towards her, hence the further she slide onto my cock until finally she was fully impaled on both out tools.
Steph started to stroke her toy in and out of Clare’s arsehole, no more then about an inch or so; I could feel the dildo sliding up and down the base of my cock through membrane between her arse and pussy. I started pushing up into her as far as I was able and was delighted to hear she groaning with the effort of taking so much at once. Steph reached around with one hand and started massaging her left boob with one hand while the other crept between the two of us and started rubbing her clit. I brought my hand up and began rubbing her other tit and reached my face up to start licking her neck. As most know, or should know by now, there is a certain spot on a woman’s neck, right on to of one of the tendons usually, and if you lick it just right it can be better for her then licking her clit.
The effect of all this on Clare was unbelievable, she had always been a bit of a screamer, but this was setting the bar to a whole new level for sheer volume. She had her hands on my shoulders now and was sawing herself back and forward as if trying to get the two implements to shoot out the top of her head.
“HOLY SHIT! AHHHH! THAT’S IT! OH FUCK! OH OH FUCK! HARDER!”
“YOU LIKE THAT DON’T YOU!” I shouted, taking my mouth away from her neck and looking her in those big green eyes “YOU STUPID FUCKING WHORE!”
“YES, YES, YES” she howled back to me.
“SAY IT!” I had to yell to make my self heard over her and Steph’s combined cried of ecstasy “TELL US WHAT YOU ARE!”
“I’M A WHORE!” she screamed, throwing her head back and crying to the ceiling. As she did so Steph too her hands away from her clit and breast and grabbed two handfuls of her flowing red hair, pulling her head back till I was sure her neck would snap. “I’M A STUPID FUCKING FUCKING WHORE! OH GOD I’M GONNA CUM. OHHHH SWEET JESUS AHHHH I’M GONNA CUM!”
“AND ME!” screamed Steph, now violently jerking Clare’s head back with every thrust. “AHHHH, I’M GONNA AHHHH AHHHHHHHHHH!”
It was all too much for me to bear; I thrust my dick one last time and shot my load deep into Clare’s womb. At the same instance Steph froze with her toy as deep into Clare’s arse as it would go, almost as if she was shooting her own load there too. And as for Clare, well from the way that her pussy was convulsing around my cock I guessed that her orgasm lasted nearly a minute. Her scream of pleasure and pain was at a volume beyond my ability to measure and I was sure that the cops were on their way.
When I had finally come down from my cumming I realised that both the girls were lying with their full weight on top of me. As gently as I could I rolled to the side and they both fell on to the bed. Clare was unconscious, but her breathing suggested that she was just asleep. Steph still had the giant strap on implanted in Clare’s arse but was blacked out herself and sleeping soundly. They were lying in the spoons position and I considered that I should probably do something to remove the toy so that Clare could walk when she woke up, but decided instead to just let them sleep it off. I slowly pulled my deflating cock out of Clare’s pussy then dragged the sheet from the end of the bed over the two of them. I don’t know why I did it but I was in a good mood and I think my feeling of hate towards Clare was beginning to fade. Then, with my lust temporarily slaked I wandered back down the hall to my own room, hoping I would be lucky enough to get some sleep myself.
Later that afternoon I was in the kitchen having a snack, or to be more precise I was eating my way through my third straight helping of leftovers (this much action really took it out of a guy and I needed to refuel). I was halfway through a bowl of what I think was pasta bake when my mother walked in, I assumed she was there to talk to me about the situation with Clare (and probably Steph for all I knew) but I had already resolved to stand my ground on the subject. She was wearing business suit with a short cut dress that showed off her slightly tanned legs, but other then that she was dressed pretty conservatively as usual.
She sat down across from me and waited patiently for me to finish my meal, this was a bit strange because usually she just expected me drop what I was doing and pay attention, however given the events of the past few day I was kind of at the point of not thinking of to many things as weird. When I had pushed the empty bowl away from me she quietly brought her hands up and looked across, almost seeming to be studying me for a moment before trying to speak.
“Son, there’s something we need to talk about,” she said, not taking her eyes off me.
“Like what?” I asked, thinking that playing dumb was as good a defence and any, or at least more entertaining.
“I know all about you and Clare, what you’ve been doing to her,” ‘here it comes’ I thought ‘the blatant stop it and leave her alone speech’ “and I wondering if we could make a deal on the subject,” she finished.
This was not what I had expected and it took a minute for me to compose myself before I could say, “You have my attention, what kind of a deal?”
“There are thing about this family you don’t know,” she began “thing that very few men really know. Your sister, myself, in fact nearly all the women in this family are members of and ancient society called The Sisterhood. It is sort of a group for women to help support each other, look after each other and love each other.”
“Okay,” I said slowly “not quite seeing what this has to do with anything.”
“It is forbidden for a women to ‘be with’ a man out side of The Sisterhood, we rely on each other for those needs.” It took me moment to get what it was that this meant, but only a moment.
“And what happens if they are ‘with’ another man?”
“They would be exercised from The Sisterhood and never allowed to return. I am the current High Priestess for this territory; Clare is supposed to take my place in a few years. You have to understand that The Sisterhood means everything to her, its what gives her the confidence to be her, she’d just always been a little, how would you say, free spirited.”
“So what’s this got to do with our deal?” I asked, now starting to think that she was just bullshitting me about everything.
“You see there are a few men in The Sisterhood, we call them our Champions. If you agree to keep silent about Clare’s actions, then I will make you one of them.”
“I don’t get it,” I said, not playing dumb anymore just genuinely confused.
“My dear boy,” my mother said, smiling slightly and reaching over to place the hand on my forearm. “There are not many Campions among The Sisterhood and while they have a few duties there main purpose it to do things for The Sisters that women simply can’t.”
“So you’re saying…” I started.
“There are over three thousand Sisters in this district and only twenty five Champions. You do this and, in exchange for your loyalty and service, no Sister will ever be able to refuse you, ever.”
“What kind of duties?” I asked.
“I’m afraid I can’t tell you yet, not until I know you’re with us.”
I was kind of struck dumb for a moment there, was she for real? Was there really a secret society of lesbians and bi-sexual women that I could have my way with if I agreed to this? There was only one way to find out.
“Okay then, Hight Priestess,’ I said with a smile “I’m in.”
“Come with me,” she said, smiling back at me, something she hadn’t done in years.
I was half expecting to be taken to some hidden chamber or secret passageway but instead we walked up stairs to my parent’s old room. Our parents split up when I was about ten and I think I’ve only seen my old man twice since then, I was beginning to think that maybe this had something to do with it.
My mother sat down on her bed, reached into her bedside drawer and fished out a small carved wooden box, inside she plucked out and small pendant on and length of silver chain. The medallion was made up of three coils or swirls I guess you could call them. They were arranged vertically, a large one in middle and two smaller ones on the top and bottom; thought the talisman was obviously made out of mental it was jet black and had distinct shine to it. What’s more it was insanely familiar.
“This,” my mum said, looping the chain around my neck and fastening it “is the symbol of The Sisterhood. Typically the Champions wear red ones, but the black signifies that you are my personal Champion, you my boy, are now The Champion of the High Priestess.”
“And this is it, all I have to do is wear this and I’m in?”
“There will offcourse be and official ceremony, but for now this will do.”
“Champion of the High Priestess,” I said, trying out my new title “I like it. So how do I tell who else is in the sister hood?” I asked, thinking of the opportunities before me.
“Any one who is wearing on of these,” she said, reaching in to her cleavage and pulling out and identical medallion, only this one was made of gold “no matter the colour, is a member of The Sisterhood.”
“And I can have sex with any of them?” I asked slowly.
“Well there is a lot more to being a Champion the just having sex with the sisters, certain duties you will have to preform and ceremonies to attend, some of it will be quite taxing on you. But yes, none of them will never refuse you,” she replied.
“Dose that include you?”
She leaned in and whispered in a husky voice, “Only of you want it to.”
I felt her silky soft hand slide up the inside of my thigh and stop just an inch or so from my cock, which was beginning to stir. I mimicked the movement on her, stopping so close from her pussy that I could feel the heat coming from between her legs. She leaned forward, trying to force my hand into her crotch but I pulled it back, enjoying the power I was having over the woman who had ruled so much of my life. She pulled back from my shoulder and gave me a very cheeky smile that I suppose most mothers aren’t really capable of.
She then leaned in and kissed me; it was not like Clare’s, or even Steph’s, style of kissing, it was way more gentle: passionate, but not lustful. I enjoyed feeling her tongue play around my teeth as she slowly unbuttoned her blouse and let it slide to the floor. She reached down and undid my jeans and slide the down to my knees, her kissing was far more powerful then I had thought because without even noticing I had become fully hard. I felt my mother’s hand slowly caressing my manhood and she seamed to pause her kissing while figuring out just how large I was.
As we continued to kiss she began pulling me froward until she was lying flat on her back with me on top of her. I reached up her thigh and unbuttoned her skirt, as I pulled it out from underneath her I realised that she wasn’t wearing any panties. I kicked my jeans off he rest of the way and began rubbing my cock up and down her slit, feeling her juices flowing onto my shaft and hearing her moan in my mouth.
“Mmmmm,” she sighed, breaking the kiss and tilting her head back “don’t tease me, it’s been so long.”
“So long?” I asked, still refusing to penetrate her, “but I thought the Sister…”
“So long since I’ve been with a man,” she groaned.
I decided that if she really needed it that bad I’d give it to her. I slid a little lower and thrust my cock into her waiting pussy. You’d think that a woman who had had two kids would not be a tight as one who hadn’t, but my mother’s cunt wrapped around me and started milking my dick for all it was worth. I guess not having a real dick in her for so long had somehow made her tight again.
Unlike her daughter or niece she didn’t bellow or scream out profanities as I slowly fucked her. Instead her breathing came and deep rattling moans and let out a soft gasp every time I pushed in to her. I bent forward and began licking her breasts, just brushing her nipples with he tip of my tongue at first before taking them into my mouth and sucking them till they diamond hard. We kept going like this for quite sometime, all sense of reality was lost as we rock back and forward. The fact that she was so beautiful and the fact that she was my mother was quickly bringing me to the edge.
“Oh yes,” she began whispering, seemingly to herself. “Oh yes, that’s it, oh yes, oh, oh, oh.” When reached up and pulled my to her, our lips meeting passionately and waves of pleasure crashed through her body.
“I’m almost there,” I said, leaning back and looking her in the eyes.
“Oh let me taste it,” she moaned, her own orgasm diminishing. “I need to taste it.”
I pulled out of her and rolled to the side, eagerly she reached for my manhood began to stroke me, but before she could get her moth around it my body tensed and I came. The first few streams flew onto her chest before she engulfed me and drained every last drop from my body. I looked down and saw her licking what she could from herself, her eyes closed as she relished the taste. She crawled up and lay down next to me, letting out a deep sigh of satisfaction. I put my arm around her and gave her a hug, she wrapped her arms around me and we lay there for some time, just relaxing and enjoying the feeling of being so close to each other. It was a while before I got up and headed for the door.
“I have things to,” I said to her as I opened the bedroom door.
“Remember what I said” whispered my mother, seeming to be on the edge of sleep “you have to let Clare go now, she’s yours anytime now, but you can tell anyone about her and Mr Derren.”
“I remember,” I said, closing the door behind me as I left her to get some much-needed rest.
It was getting on to midnight by the time I finally got around to seeing Clare. I walked across the landing, laden down with a number of disks and pushed her door open. She was sitting propped up in bed with a book open in front of her and her reading glasses on. She hardly ever wore them, preferring contact lenses, but to perfectly honest I though that they made her look sexy in a totally different way. Like a cute girl from the library, who is hot as hell but seriously inexperienced, a lot of guys don’t like glasses but I kind of do.
“Hey I got something for you,” I said and placed the pile of data storage devices on her desk where she could see them. “This is all the stuff I had on you, I’ve already gotten ride of Steph’s but wanted you to have these.”
She looked at me over the top of her glasses of a moment, as if warring with her self, then she swung around and pulled back the covers on her bed revealing a pink, almost see through nightie and crossed the room towards me.
“So mum’s made you a Champion then has she?” she asked warily.
“Actually,” I replied, fishing the black pendant out of my shirt “I am now The Champion of the High Priestess. But don’t worry, I’ve got plenty more girls to keep me occupied now, so your secrets safe with me.”
Clare stood there for a bit as if trying to come up with the right words, then she reached over picked up the disks and handed them back to me.
“Why don’t you hang on to these for a while,” she said with the slights hint of a smile.
For the umpteenth time that day I found myself struck dumb, standing there looking at my sister the words took a while to form in my brain then seemed to have to fight their way to my mouth.
“But wasn’t this what you wanted? For me to not have any control over you like this?”
“I though it was,” she sighed, then sank down on the bed and stared at the floor for a minute before speaking again. “Look there’s something you don’t know about me.”
“Yeah, I’ve been getting that a lot today.” I said, sitting down next to her.
“Since I was thirteen I’ve really cared about you, as in, more then I should have, as in more then a sister should.”
“You mean as in…?”
“I wanted you, for so long, but I couldn’t do it because I’m your sister and I’m a Sister.”
“They why were you such a bitch to me for so many years?”
“I guess I though that if you hated me then these feelings would stop,” she said, still looking down at the floor.
“But I’m a Champion now,” I said, sitting down next to her “I don’t need leverage over you for us to have sex.”
“Its just, look, I’ve always been in charge,”
“Yeah tell me about it,” I muttered.
“But the last few days, being your slave, the way you dominated me, it was just, I don’t know, unbelievable. I just don’t want it to stop.”
“You mean,” I though for a moment “you want to keep being my slave?”
“Yes,” she turned around and looked at me with a million dollar smile I hadn’t seen in years “Master.”
I leaned in and kissed her, is funny, after everything I had already done to her I had never really kissed her. As we frenched I stretched around behind her and started groping her arse. She leaned forward to grant me more access and her kissing became all the more passionate.
“You like my arse don’t you?” she smirked.
“Is that a trick question?” I chuckled and gave her a slap on the butt, causing her to jump a little.
“Back of the closet,” she whispered. “I think you’ll find something you’ll like.
Not having any idea what else Clare could possibly have hidden in her room I opened the closet and reached back to grasp a long thin pole in the corner. I pulled it out and turned around to see Clare bent over the bed, with her legs planted on the floor and her arse high in the air. It was then that I noticed what it was that I was holding in my hand: it was a riding crop.
“Why do you have a riding crop in your closet?” I asked as I walked over to her.
“Duh” she said, craning her neck around to look at me “to use on people.”
“Like who?” I asked, testing the weight of the implement in my hand.
“Steph, mostly,” she responded, looking at the growing bulge in my pants. “We get together a lot, she’s actually very submissive.”
“So you’re the one in charge?”
“Usually, yeah,”
Before the words were even out of her mouth I let loose and swatted her with all my strength across the left arse cheek. She squeaked and dug her fingers into the bedspread.
“Not any more your not,” I growled.
I continued to smack her across the arse, even though I now knew the reason for it all that still didn’t change the fact that she had made my life a bit of a misery for many years, and by god she was going to pay for it. I lifted up her nightie exposing her bare backside and started taking out all my frustrations on that gorgeous piece of flesh. Her butt was soon red raw but still I didn’t stop, I don’t know if she want me to.
“Stop! Please!” she shouted each time I struck her “Please! Stop! Don’t! Stop! Please! Don’t! Stop! Please don’t! Stop! Please, don’t, stop! Don’t STOP! PLEASE DON”T STOP!” the more she screamed the more I liked it, I slid out of my pants and took my cock in hand, jerking it and I slapped her arse. I saw her hand snake its way between her legs and start fingering her now dripping pussy. I kept up my assault with the riding crop, watching her play with herself. At the final moment, right before she was about to hit her peak I stopped spanking her and pulled her hand away from her clit. She fought me at first but I’m much bigger and stronger then she is and I soon wrestled her to the bed.
“Please,’ she begged, “Please I need to come!”
“So com already,” I replied lying back down on the bed. Without needing to be told she quickly straddled my waist and assumed the reverse-cowgirl position.
“OH-YESSSSSS!” she growled as her pussy sank to envelope my cock. She must have still been on the verge of orgasm as it only took only a few stroked before she was thrashing around screaming, “YES! YES! YES!”
She then began riding me in earnest, bouncing her hip up and down and leaning back a little further each time until she her hands were either side of my head and her knees had lifted her into a crab walk. I reached up and grabbed both her gorgeous and began massaging them with the palm of my hands, causing her to start bouncing even faster. Considering how I hadn’t cum in nearly ten hours it wasn’t long before I felt that familiar sensation bubbling in my loins. I slid my hands down to her hips and at the last second pulled her down onto me, holding her in place while I shot my load deep into her. It must have been just enough to send her over the edge as she let out a particularly violent “AHHHHHHHH!” then the arms and legs gave way and she collapsed onto me.
We lay like that for a few minutes, while my cock deflated inside her and our breathing began to normalise. She rolled over, staying on top of me, my now limp dick slipping out of her love tunnel.
“I love you,” she said looking in my eyes, and in that moment all the feeling of resentment, anger and hate that I had felt up until then simply slipped away.
“I love you, too,” I whispered, and it was true. Not like I wanted to move to Alabama, marry her and have kids or anything, but not like she was just my big sister anymore. It was something more, something deeper then that.
We kissed one last time, then rolled over, pulled up the covers and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I woke up the next day around noon, still in Clare’s bed with her snuggled up beside me and for the first time in years I had no morning wood. My muscles were stiff and felt like I could do with a shower and a hot meal before getting on with the remainder of the day. As I walked out on to the landing I looked down into the living room and saw Steph and my mum on the couch kissing passionately with their hands down the front of each others pants. I guess that now I was in on the whole deal they had a bit more freedom to do that sort of thing in the house, I guess that it was kind of the reason that I had been so much of an outsider, everyone else had been in on some big secret and I had been completely left out, until now that is.
For a moment I thought about going down to join them but considering that I could get in on this any time I instead opted for a shower, promising my genitals I would make it up to them later.
Despite the actions of yesterday I found myself getting hard in the shower, guess my morning wood was just a little late to arrive. By the time I hopped out I was sporting a full eight-inch hard on that refused to go away. I was about to get dressed but decided what the hell, the house was nice and warn and besides it would probably make a lot of thing easier.
I headed down stairs and into the kitchen, after empting the contents of a bottle of milk I headed into the living room to watch a bit of telly. I had completely forgotten about mum and Steph, that is until I walked in and saw them in a full on sixty-niner right in the same spot where I had fucked Clare a few days before. Steph was on the bottom with her legs spread wide and my mum going to town on her exposed pussy, I could see my mum going nuts fingering Steph like she was trying to push the stop button on a nuke launcher. As I watched the tow of them began to climax; Steph sitting back on mums face while still fingering her clit and mum bucking her hips, letting loose muffled screams into her niece’s pussy.
As the two of them came down they finally noticed me sitting on the lounge with a massive erection in my lap. Neither of them seemed surprised by my appearance as they disentangled themselves from each other and lay back on the carpet in the perfect display of seductiveness.
“About time you got up,” said my mum from the floor “Steph and I were getting bored waiting.”
“I’m glad to see you found a way to pass the time,” I said, beginning to rub my ragging hard-on.
“You might not want to do that just yet,” she said, standing up and sitting on the lounge next to me. “You’ve got a big day ahead and you may want to save your self.”
“Big day?” I asked, letting go of my dick and looking around at her, “Doing what?”
“Today,” she said reaching out and giving my cock a gentle squeeze, “we start making you into a Champion.”
To Be Continued…
In the next instalment of The Sisterhood: our hero begins to delve into the world of the Sisters, discovering just how deep their society runs. He starts to learn their way and finds out his mom was right: ‘there’s a lot more to being a Champion the just having sex.

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My Best Friend’s Mother

MY BEST FRIEND’S MOTHER
By rutger5 (An original story 2011)
I had been friends with Peter Verhooven since grade school. We had played little league as well as getting in a lot of trouble together but of a more innocent variety, unlike many of the kids of today. As we had gotten older and reached our teens we stayed friends even though we now had as many differences as we did similarities. In spite of that we were as close as ever with the fact that we lived within a ten minute walk of each other certainly being a contributing factor.
Our friendship in fact directly led to me losing my virginity during the summer when I was sixteen years old, not that I could ever have told him that or shared the story. Peter was the baby of his family with a sister who was three years older than he was and a brother even older than that who had moved out on his own. His father was of German/Dutch ancestry and his mother’s side was Italian. His sister Linda was a good looking girl with dirty blond hair and buttery skin who had inspired many fantasies in my short life.
On more than one occasion she had given me fodder for my masturbatory activity. Like this one time she had been wearing a hoodie with the zipper down and no shirt or bra underneath it and depending on the angle I was looking at her from I caught many glimpses of her soft breast and pink nipple. Once I even made out with her after she had recently broken up with a boyfriend. Both Linda, my friend Peter and I had smoked some hash and afterwards she had met me in the driveway and beckoned me to join her in her garage. She asked if I wanted to kiss her and I eagerly assented. Linda told me to keep my hands to myself and just follow her lead. I’ll never forget how soft her lips were or how she smelled great.
We only kissed for a couple of minutes when she was spooked by the next door neighbor coming home. I never got another chance to repeat this and I was so hard the whole time we kissed but the worst part was I never could say anything as it would have gotten back to Peter. When we were fifteen his parents had divorced but I think they had been having problems for a while before that because I remembered times where I was over their house and you could cut the tension with a knife.
So Peter’s father had moved out of the house and his mother had resumed working due to the situation but otherwise things seemed to remain the same. They were hardly the only family to go through divorce at that time as the sixties had let the genie out of the bottle in regards to the stability of family life in America and as the seventies passed and the eighties approached I doubt there was a corner of America that escaped the upheaval.
Be that as it may it wasn’t like I sat around worried about the disintegration of the American family. I was a teenager having fun as I listened to music, hung out with my friends, worked out, got drunk or high, worked part time jobs and ineptly chased girls. Part of my difficulty with girls was that I was somewhat shy by nature and I had the tendency of being tongue tied around members of the fairer sex. Being drunk or high somewhat mitigated that but it had the negative effect of scaring away girls who weren’t partiers or didn’t wish to go out with guys who were.
Plus when under the influence I might well have the gift of gab but often what I said was nonsense or certainly nothing that would endear me to a young lady. The only girl I actually cared about as a person had broken my heart when I caught her drunkenly making out with a bitter rival of mine which definitely didn’t help my troubles. So there I was, sixteen with no girlfriend while guys not as good looking as me managed to score with girls due to a glib tongue.
This particular summer afternoon I had worked my part time job a few hours and after getting off I was looking for something to do. On my way home I had smoked some primo Thai weed as I cut through the park and feeling mellow I decided to stop by my friend Peter’s house to see if he wanted to hang. It was one of those sweltering summer days that in retrospect seem more enjoyable but at the moment when the sweat is dripping down your body you long for the cooler temperatures to come.
His house was green and believe it or not there was a white picket fence in the front. I headed up the driveway and went to the back door that led to the kitchen as that was the entrance I always used. After climbing the steps I rapped lightly on the glass section of the door. If no one answered I would usually throw pebbles at his bedroom window which was by the back of the house. The sound of a radio playing was clearly coming from the nearby open kitchen window so I knocked louder this time.
Following that I heard the sound of a chair scraping along the floor followed by footsteps after which the back door opened. Surprisingly it wasn’t Peter or his sister who answered the door but his mother. She seemed a little unsteady on her feet as she stood in the doorway and her eyes were red as if she’d been crying.
“Oh hello Thomas” she said as she always referred to me by my full Christian name instead of Tom or Tommy like most people called me.
“Hi Mrs. Verhooven, is Peter here?” I asked but before she had a chance to answer there was the sound of glass breaking from inside the kitchen.
“What’s that?” she said turning toward the sound of the noise. “Buttercup no, get away from there” she said as she moved away from me.
Buttercup was their family cat and as I stepped inside pulling the door behind me I saw the feline leap from the kitchen table and scurry off in the opposite direction. An open bottle of red wine sat alone on the table and there was a broken wine glass as well as the wine that had been in it in a pool on the kitchen floor.
“Stupid cat” she said to no one in particular as she grabbed a towel from by the sink and bent over to wipe up the mess.
To be honest maybe I should have been polite and asked her if she wanted any help but I was entranced as I watched her. Mrs. Verhooven had always been an attractive woman but there was something about the way she looked that day that had me mesmerized. She was wearing a gauzy floral print dress which seemed to shimmer as she moved and usually her black hair was up in some kind of bun-like hairstyle but that afternoon it was hanging free with long strands of it sticking to her neck due to the humidity.
As she wiped up the dark red fluid I couldn’t help but notice her big round ass and ample hips sway back and forth as she moved. Maybe it was due to the sweltering heat or the fact that I was high or just that I was a horny teenager but without realizing it my hand crept to my crotch and fondled my growing erection. Suddenly my brain came to life but before I could move my hand Mrs. Verhooven turned my way. I’m not sure which of us was more surprised – me for being caught playing with myself as I ogled her or Mrs. Verhooven at discovering her son’s best friend was rubbing himself while he stared at her big Italian ass.
Her mouth opened wide from the shock and the next thing I knew she cried out in pain and dropped the towel before lifting her hand. There was now blood seeping from a cut in her hand as she winced from the wound. That cleared my head somewhat and I sprang into action, first helping her to her feet and guiding her to the sink. My eyes examined her cut and it didn’t look too bad, certainly not deep but there appeared to be a sliver of glass imbedded in her flesh. Turning on the cold water I held her hand under the flow and with some satisfaction I watched the glass pushed from the cut and into the sink.
“Keep it under the water until the bleeding stops” I told her before asking “Where do you keep the first aid supplies Mrs. Verhooven?”
It took her a moment to answer as she appeared somewhat confused by the turn of events but she then told me upstairs in the bathroom medicine cabinet. Before heading up there I took a wad of paper towel and covered the mess on the floor with the hope if the cat reappeared it would keep it away from the shattered glass. I bounded up the stairs two at a time and removed peroxide and band aids from the cabinet before returning to the kitchen.
Mrs. Verhooven still had her hand under the stream of water but the blood had slowed to less than a trickle. Quickly I wiped her hand dry then I poured some peroxide over the cut. She made a face but didn’t say anything. Next I applied a band aid tightly and inspected my handiwork.
“Well Thomas, will I live do you think?” she asked with a smile.
“I believe the prognosis is excellent that you will Mrs. Verhooven but I’m not a doctor. Now sit down and I’ll clean this mess” I told her.
Putting my words to action I proceeded to blot up the sticky liquid along with the shards of glass. Knowing from past visits where the broom was kept I retrieved it and made sure I hadn’t missed any fragments before finally wiping down the floor one more time with a wet towel. Finally finished I discarded the towel and turned to Mrs. Verhooven who was watching me with a bemused smile on her pretty face. I noticed there now were two wine glasses on the table filled with wine.
“Very impressive job Thomas, there is no way Peter would be so efficient. Now come sit here so I can thank you for your gallant service” she said patting the chair next to her.
Somewhat apprehensively I approached her and sat down, remembering what at the least was one of the reasons she had cut her hand. The fact that she was startled at seeing me touching myself probably caused her injury and I was fearful of what she now was going to say. She looked into my eyes and I found myself out of my league and felt like I could drown in their brown depths.
“Thomas first let me thank you for your timely first aid, you didn’t panic and you did a wonderful job” she began to which I mumbled a thank you.
“Now have a sip of wine” she said pushing a glass towards me.
“Umm I don’t know Mrs. Verhooven if I should drink wine” I answered her to which she laughed in reply.
“Oh please Thomas, I know for a fact that both you and my son drink whenever you can get away with it and by the way I never had answered your original question due to circumstances but Peter is spending this afternoon and night with his father. Also unless my nose isn’t working right you’ve been smoking one of those funny little cigarettes so some nice vino from Italia shouldn’t be a problem. Besides with what I’m about to say I think you may need it.”
On hearing that I felt my mouth dry up and my stomach got a sinking feeling so I picked up the glass and swallowed it down in one gulp before placing it back on the table. What kind of trouble would I be in now I wondered to myself as I felt the wine slide down my throat. If she told my family, or even worse Peter, that I was touching myself while I watched her I didn’t know what would happen when her voice brought me back to reality.
“The wine is good, right?” she said but she didn’t seem to really want an answer.
“Thomas do you think I’m attractive, is that why you were playing with your cock?” she suddenly asked, shocking me as much by using the word cock as with the question in general. I hemmed and hawed not knowing what to say to her.
“It is a simple question Thomas and I think I deserve an answer when a young man who has been welcome in my house for ten years suddenly starts rubbing his private parts as he watches me. So am I attractive?”
At this point with what had happened I decided that I should tell her the truth before throwing myself on her mercy. That was the only chance I had to make things right.
“Mrs. Verhooven” I began “first let me apologize for what I did especially as it led to you being hurt. As far as your question the answer is yes, you are attractive, in fact I think that you’re beautiful. That in no way is an excuse for my behavior and I don’t know how I can make up for it.”
Mrs. Verhooven now stood and she seemed to tower over me as she drained the last bit of wine from her glass before refilling them both.
“Not only am I attractive but beautiful as well. I like that. Well tell me this Thomas, do you also think I’m sexy and have you ever fantasized about me, in a sexual way?”
Part of me wanted to get up and flee as it seemed I was in an alternate universe suddenly but most of me wanted to stay where I was. Even so I was unable to meet her gaze as I answered.
“I think Mrs. Verhooven that you want me to be honest with you so the answer is yes to all questions. You are definitely sexy and I have to admit that I have thought of doing things, sexual thing with you.”
After saying that I glanced up at her and she had a pleased expression on her face like the cat that ate the canary. What she did next shocked me as she leaned down and kissed me. When our lips met it was like the greatest feeling I had felt in my short life. They were warm and full and they tasted like wine and the next thing I knew she had straddled me and sat on my lap. My cock sprang to life as it seemed like half my blood supply flowed rapidly to my member.
My hand went around her waist as I pulled her closer while her tongue worked between my lips and began to explore my eager mouth. Her large, soft breasts pushed against my chest as we kissed and I felt her fingers running through my hair. The longer we kissed the more frenzied she became and when she felt my hard on pressing into her she began to grind her pelvis into it.
A moan escaped my mouth as she stimulated me like that and for a moment I was afraid I would cum in my jeans. Here I was a sixteen year old virgin and my friend’s mother, a beautiful, voluptuous woman was kissing me as she sat on my lap and rubbed her body against my cock. When she broke the kiss to catch her breath my mouth found the olive skin of her neck and began to kiss and suck it. Without conscious thought my hand traced its way up her body until it reached the side of her breast.
Now it was Mrs. Verhooven who squirmed and moaned as I returned the favor by driving her crazy with desire. Suddenly her hand pulled my head back by my hair and she stared intently into my eyes.
“Thomas I know it isn’t the right thing to do but right now I don’t care about that. Today I need to be desired and treated like a woman, a sexual woman. I want you and I can feel that you want me too.”
When she said the word feel she really rubbed against my erection driving me close to the brink of orgasm.
“Do you want to come upstairs with me now?” she asked simply.
“Yes Mrs. Verhooven more than anything in the world” I told her.
Smiling she stood and took me by the hand at which point I stood and let her lead me toward the staircase.
“And by the way Thomas at least for today maybe you should call me Maria.”
“A beautiful name for a beautiful woman, Maria” I said with a smile directed to her.
“You are quite the charmer young man and with your looks I don’t understand why you’re not having to fight the girls off but that leaves you for me.”
Of course it was the weed and wine that allowed me to speak so with her as if I’d been sober I probably would be tongue tied or stuttering by now. We climbed the stairs, with her before me which allowed me to watch her ass sway as she preceded me. Once we reached the second floor she turned and embraced me. Again we kissed but this time it was my tongue that worked into her mouth where she eagerly sucked on it.
When we broke the kiss she again led me forward where we passed the doors to both Peter’s and Linda’s rooms and into her own bedroom. In all the years I’d visited the house I had never seen into this room before. It was painted blue with thick, white drapes covering the windows and beige carpeting on the floor. There was a solid four post bed as well as a dresser, night table and vanity all appearing to be made of walnut plus a heavy mahogany chest which rested at the foot of the bed.
I observed all this while she pulled me into the room and brought me to the side of the bed. She pulled the bedspread off and dropped it onto the chest before sitting on the edge of the mattress and looking up at me with a lustful expression on her attractive face.
“Why don’t you undress for me Thomas” she said while licking her full red lips.
I yanked my shirt over my head revealing my hairless chest and six pack abs. My hands fumbled as I undid my pants and then pushed them and my underwear down past my knees freeing my stiff cock. It swayed slightly as I moved, bobbing about in anticipation of what was to come. Kicking off my sneakers I then stepped out of my pants leaving them pooled on the floor.
Her hand reached out and she grasped me, her long fingers wrapped around my thickness. Slowly she ran her hand up and down the length of my erection. She tightened her grip right below my swollen head making me moan with pleasure. She leaned forward and bestowed a kiss on my head then released me and stood up and faced away from me.
“Would you mind unzipping me?”
She didn’t have to ask me twice I can tell you that. My thumb and finger seized the tiny zipper and pulled it down exposing the smooth skin of her back as well as the back of her brassiere. She slipped the dress off her shoulders and let it cascade down to the floor.
“Perhaps you could unhook me as well?” Maria said.
Eagerly I complied with her request freeing her large magnificent bosom though at first I only caught a side glimpse of them. But when she turned back to me I was breathless at the sight of them. They hung low from their weight and were full with large nipples and areolas. To say they were more than a handful was an understatement. Maria was a voluptuous woman with ample curves and that was very evident on beholding her chest.
Again she sat in front of me and took my erection in her hand. Up and down her hand slid across my flesh sending my senses reeling from her attention. Suddenly Maria leaned forward and took me into her willing mouth, her wet lips closing on my shaft right below my sensitive head. I thought I would faint from the feeling it gave me and then she started bobbing her head up and down while at the same time her tongue ran along the underside of my head.
Maria didn’t do it long and if she had I would have exploded in her mouth in less than a minute I believe. Instead she pulled her mouth from me and after a final flick of her tongue on my head she resumed stroking me. Her saliva made my skin slick making it easier as she rapidly pumped my shaft when her other hand gently cradled my full balls. That was too much to bear for my sensitive equipment and with a loud groan I felt my cum speeding its way up the shaft.
There was no chance to warn Maria but since she had me by the balls she should have felt them convulsing as they emptied. The first shot flew out and hit her neck with a soft splat before she aimed my cock lower as her hand continued to stroke me. Shot after shot of my thick, white cum landed on her full breasts as I grabbed her by the shoulders to help me remain standing as I felt weak in the knees. When I looked down I saw Maria staring intently at my cock as it fired my seed with a look of wonder on her face. Maria realized I was watching her and smiled at me.
“Sorry but I never saw one cumming from so close before” she said apologetically.
“That’s okay, are you enjoying the view?” I answered.
“Very much” she told me as her hand squeezed one last drop from my now extra sensitive cock which hung for an instant before landing on her full breast. She leaned in and kissed the tip before laughing musically. Maria reached to her night table and pulled some tissues from a box and daubed at her sperm coated bosom.
“You made a big mess on me Thomas.”
“I’m sorry about that Mrs., uh I mean Maria.”
“That’s okay as I know a way you can make it up to me Thomas.”
After saying that Maria stood and rearranged some of the pillows on the bed and then directed me to lie on my back diagonally on the mattress. As soon as I was comfortable she climbed on the bed next to me and had me put my hands under my head. Once they were there she straddled my face with a gorgeous leg on each side of my face and her panty covered mound above me.
She lowered herself onto my face and reached out and placed her hands on my forearms before starting to undulate her hips in a circular motion. There was already a wet spot in the gusset that no doubt grew as her gyrations increased. One of her hands now grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head up as hard as she could pressing me even more against her. For the first time in my life I experienced the delightful aroma of an aroused female and I loved it. My lips started making kissing movements against her when Maria’s thighs began trembling. She emitted a series of gasps and cries at the same time as she came.
While this happened my cock had grown even harder then before it came and I could feel pre-cum seeping from it. However as horny as I was what I wanted was to actually see and taste Maria’s pussy. When she recovered sufficiently to where her hand let go of my hair I decided to broach the subject.
“Maria I hoped you liked that but I was wondering if I could kiss you there without your panties between us?”
“Thomas you silly boy of course you can” she said as she rolled off me.
Her hands slipped under the waistband and in seconds her panties were removed leaving her gloriously nude. Maria had a thick nest of curly, black pubic hair surrounding her wet pussy. This was the first time I’d been so close to a woman’s pussy and I was enchanted by it.
Maria’s lips were wet and swollen and protruded defiantly from the surrounding hair growth and had a reddish hue. Perched on top of them was a round, hard nub that I knew to be her clitoris. I received a much closer look when Maria moved forward and literally sat her big round ass on my chest and spread her legs to either side of my head.
My arms wrapped her around her meaty thighs as I placed my hands on her hips. She reached down and guided be by my hair to her sticky, dripping honey pot while her other hand rested on the bed to stabilize and support her.
“Thomas you wanted to kiss me down there, well now it’s your opportunity so get started.”
She didn’t need to ask me twice as I eagerly pushed my tongue out and tasted pussy for the first time. It worked from the bottom up until the tip brushed her clit lightly. Maria tasted so sweet to me that I started lapping away like a cat with a bowl of milk. My tongue ran between her lips to her juicy insides and back out to catch her clit. Maria pushed into me so that my tongue could reach deeper inside her, massaging the inner walls of her pinkness.
Her juices were freely flowing and my cheeks and chin were soon bathed in them as I continued to move my tongue rapidly up and down making sure to not neglect any part of her most intimate area. Maria was starting to moan as my mouth brought her pleasure and was now rocking her pelvis slightly with each stroke of my tongue.
“Oh Thomas I want you to stick your tongue all the way up my wet pussy” she told me breathing hard now.
Her wish was my command and I burrowed as deep as I could until my lips collided with the skin of her pelvis and my nose rubbed up against her erect little nub. By now my jaw ached some but I swirled my tongue in a circular motion as it was buried inside her wet hole. Her walls surrounded it as I probed and wiggled it to the best of my ability.
Her breathing was becoming ragged as she approached orgasm and with one last mini push of her hips Maria let out a wail as her legs clamped on my head trapping me in paradise with her. Maria’s whole body shook from the intensity of her climax as my tongue felt a release of a good amount of her womanly nectar. I sucked it to my mouth before swallowing it down and it tasted better to me than the wine I’d drunk earlier.
Once she recovered Maria crawled down my body until she was in position over my straining erection. Her hand grasped my hardness and guided it to her entrance. I could feel her hairs tickling my head as she worked it back and forth coating me with her juices while also stimulating herself. She looked me deep in my eyes before speaking.
“Thomas have you ever been with a woman before?”
“No Maria I haven’t, I’m hoping you’ll be my first” I sheepishly admitted.
“You can count on that and that you’ll never forget me” she said right before she impaled herself on my raging hard on.
My swollen head already lubricated with her juices parted her lips and sank deep into her pussy canal. We moaned simultaneously from the feeling as I became a man. It was the greatest feeling I’d ever felt as her pussy clenched my thick shaft as she slid down my length. Maria placed her hands against my chest muscles and almost pushed herself down further as I split her wide.
My hands grabbed her pillow like ass and at the same time I thrust upwards burying my cock to the base inside her. When I did she let out a grunt from the force of my thrust. We began to build a rhythm similar to the ocean crashing into the shore as her ass slammed into me as I met her with each movement. Once she leaned in a little I managed to affix my hungry mouth to her breast and suck hard on her pebble like nipple which drove her crazy. I released her nipple and moaned as she bounced like a rubber ball on me.
My moans were getting louder and increasing as she continued riding me hard and without warning I felt myself cumming. With one final thrust my cock swelled and exploded deep inside her paradise, filling her with my liquid love. Maria kept going with no slowing down but she managed to kiss me briefly before her movement forced her to end our kiss.
“How do you like it Thomas? Does it feel good being in me, in fucking me?”
“Great Maria, it feels so awesome” I managed to gasp out in reply.
She took my hand and guided it to where I could play with her clit while she rode me. My thumb rubbed it back and forth as Maria closed her eyes and enjoyed the stimulation. Her pace increased as the combination of my cock and thumb brought her near the edge once again. Her big ass slammed into me with each downward movement as her velvety muscles caressed my hardness.
“Oh yes Thomas don’t stop, it feels so good. Yes, yes oh my God!” she practically screamed out and with a final bounce her sweaty body collapsed on mine.
Maria’s muscles were clenching and unclenching on my shaft as she trembled like a leaf. Taking the lead I started driving my cock in and out of her climaxing pussy as fast as I could. The combination of this sexy, mature woman sprawled on me with her wetness gripping me added to the fact that today was the first time I’d been with a woman proved a bit too much even though I’d already cum twice.
My balls were drawn up into me again as I shot inside Maria. My whole body shuddered from the feeling as Maria recovered enough to resume kissing me. We stopped moving except for our lips which still were hungry for one another’s. I feasted on her red, full lips and when she fed me her tongue I welcomed it with delight. Slowly I shrank inside her until eventually I slipped out. She made a disappointed sigh as I did and rolled off me while keeping her body next to mine. When I rested my head against her large bosom she smiled and cradled it with an arm.
It was probably the fact that I’d cum three times although the wine and weed must have helped some but sometime while in that position I drifted off to sleep. The sun was casting early evening shadows across the bed when I awakened by myself but as I stretched languidly I heard a sigh. Turning I saw Maria sitting on her vanity bench with a hairbrush in her hand. She was now wearing a pale blue robe that certainly showed her ample cleavage to best effect.
“Hey sleepyhead, how are you feeling?” she inquired.
“I’m good but you didn’t have to let me sleep” I told her.
“You looked so adorable that I didn’t have the heart to wake you. Besides you earned that rest with your efforts. Let me ask you if you’re hungry Thomas?”
When Maria asked that I realized that I was famished.
“Yes but…” I began before she interrupted me.
“There are no buts, get up young man and come with me. I’ll feed you good to recharge your batteries. Now let’s go” Maria said in a tone that brooked no dissent.
“Yes ma’am” I answered her as I sat up. No sooner did I reach for my pants when she spoke again.
“There’s no need for you to get dressed Thomas just to eat. I think you look nice the way you are.”
The way she said that and with the look she had in her eyes made me feel like a million dollars I can tell you. So staying naked as the day I was born I headed downstairs and followed Maria to the kitchen. She busied herself putting some pasta on to boil after which she put a pot of sauce on the stove to heat. Watching her bend to remove the pot from the fridge started my cock getting hard again and as she flitted about the kitchen doing things my erection grew until it was at full staff.
She noticed this and smiled at me lasciviously and once as she passed Maria reached down and squeezed it gently making me groan. That was enough for me to forget about eating but Maria wouldn’t hear of it and rebuffed me.
“I’m flattered that you want me again but eat first because I’ll still be here when you’re done.”
Once the pasta was ready she drained it before spooning some sauce with a couple of meatballs over it and placing it before me followed by a piece of bread and another glass of wine. Maria had a small portion of pasta as well as some wine.
“Is that all you’re having?” I asked seeing her plate.
She laughed before speaking “Pasta will go straight to my hips Thomas.”
“Well who can blame it, it’s a great place to be it seems to me.”
She blushed from my response and added a little more to her plate. She finished eating before I did and before long I felt her hand creep up my leg and start to fondle my now half hard cock which quickly assumed its full size. The rest of the food I gobbled down in my zeal to finish and as soon as I cleaned my plate Maria brought the dishes to the sink. When she started to wash then I sidled up besides her and slipped my hands inside her robe. One hand cupped as much breast flesh as it could hold while the other started to stroke her hair and swollen lips.
“Stop you’re distracting me” she said trying to wriggle free but I was having none of that.
“The dishes can wait” I told her before seizing and lifting her in the fireman’s carry. Maria squealed and protested but I ignored her and instead brought her back to and placed her on the table. I pulled the robe open and began to feast on my dessert, in this case her large nipple but I really wanted the bearded clam. Once she was moaning and playing with my hair my mouth started moving in a southerly direction until her womanhood was before me.
My tongue moved out and started flicking back and forth against her erect little nub and after a couple of minutes of that I slipped one of my fingers inside her. She liked that and pushed her hips down toward me allowing it to slide deeper. She was wet as a rainforest as I drove it in and out of her while continuing to lick her clit. I figured she was getting close as her hand pulled my hair hard so I increased the tempo and was rewarded by her moaning and her vaginal walls convulsing on my finger.
After the spasms in her pussy stopped she yanked me up by the hair as her free hand grasped my erection and pulled it to her furnace.
“Put it in me now Thomas” she demanded in a commanding tone.
My hands latched onto the smooth skin of her hips as once again I slid balls deep into paradise. Maria was sitting up with her legs off the table and once I was inside she wrapped her fingers around my neck and held on as I fucked her hard. Each thrust my balls slapped against her ass as I drove it deep repeatedly. Since I’d cum so many times I just went all out as fast and hard as I could with her spurring me on with moans of encouragement.
There must have been something about the angle of this position as Maria was going crazy from this. Once I slipped out when I pulled back too far and when I did a gush of clear fluid shot out of her surprising us both but I immediately sank back inside her and resumed pounding her willing flesh. In the position we were in we were able to easily kiss so our mouths met as our other parts did what they do. It was a while that I lasted this time but eventually I knew my orgasm was coming so I buried myself to the hilt and called out her name as I fired into her.
I’d like to say that the afternoon led to more but for the most part it didn’t. We were both embarrassed to a point due to her being Peter’s mother especially as back then such things weren’t done. For some time after I rarely went to his house because I didn’t wish to see her and want her. One other time we got together when we ran into each other in the supermarket I was working at. My shift was ending and I helped her load the groceries into her car. Our hands touched and that was that. Since her kids were home she drove us to a secluded spot where for one more time we were transported back to that magical afternoon where I lost my virginity and she felt like a woman again after her divorce.
After high school Peter and I went our separate ways though to this day I sometimes see him. I did find out that his mother did remarry and I can only hope and pray that she is happy. She will always have a place in my heart and I’ll never forget that enchanted time.
THE END By rutger5 (2011)
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” When a Hardon Meets a Wet Pussy “

“When a Hardon Meets a Wet Pussy”
This story is based on ’very’ true events.
* Author: I wrote at the start of another story:
‘Based on a true story,’ later I received a message from a couple. They called themselves ’Mary’ and ’John’. They said they just had to tell me this…. *
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Mary….
__“We were in bed and had our lap top on. We were looking for a good hot porn story to read.
We liked to read them out loud to each other. It gave them a ’real’ feeling when we read it out loud to each other. We found this story of yours and started reading it. He read the guy parts, and I read the girl parts.
It was like we were the guy and girl in the story. You said the story was based on a ’true’ story. We felt all the feelings they were having in the story too. This story was about a mom, her son and his best friend.
I started reading the girls part. I read for a while and got a chill…. I said to my self….this story seems so real.”
John……
Damn this story is strangely familiar, but I didn’t recall reading it before. It was making us both very aroused, way beyond any other story.
We were only 1/3 of the way into it when Mary finally closed the lid on the lap top and put it aside. She got on top of me and rested her head on my neck. “I want to save this for later. Right now I want you, my John.” she said.
This was our 1st attempt at reading and making it through this story without…. having to stop and have really hot sex.
In case you don’t remember the story, here it is…….
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“Mom was bound to get Caught”
* Mom had a very private talk with her son about a rumor she heard from his school. *
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Mom….
__I had the jitters. I had to find out about this rumor I heard. The rumor was that a kid at my son’s school was having sex with his buddies mom. Sonny, my son, was my source to find out.
I went in his room late one night and sat on his bed. I ask him about this rumor I heard. He said that he heard it too, but he hears lot’s of crap like that. Girl talk, he called it. “They start crap like that stuff to get attention.” he said.
That was good news that no one paid much attention to all the talk at school. I was still nervous about it though, of course I knew why because of what had happened a while back…
Sonny’s best friend was a kid named Trav. He was a good looking kid with a great build and a sweet personality. He was over here all the time and one day he stopped me in the hallway. He said: “Mrs. Miller, you are the prettiest mom in the world. Then….he kissed me ..right on the lips and walked away. I stood there in shock smiling…wow…that was so hot.
A young good looking kid who thinks I’m pretty and kisses me. It took me by surprise. I hadn’t had a rush like that in a long time. I still stood there fantasizing about him and the feel of that kiss…then he came walking back.
Sonny was down stairs doing something. Trav came to a ‘smiling’ me, and he smiled. He whispered real sexy in my ear: (“…could I have another one of those kisses Mrs. Miller? “) I froze at first but then said to myself….’why not?’.
That’s when our passion was released….or I should say exploded……
He laid a kiss on me that took away my breath and my mind. We held that kiss and I found my arms going around him. I pushed my pussy into his erection and it rubbed right on my clit….. I felt a wonderful wet spasm in my pussy and had a orgasm that shook my whole body. Nothing like that… had ever happened in my life before….
We just kept it going. It was crazy. I was kissing a kid and I was taking all of this I could get. My mind raced with thoughts I had about him. My passion for him just….burst wide open when he kissed me. I think it was the age factor, the taboo factor all the social ’no no’s that contributed to it. The risk alone of someone finding out just made me want him even more.
I had always like and admired Trav…..and….to be honest, I had thought…. what would it like to have an affair with a handsome kid like that. It was just a quick passing thought…but those thoughts did start increasing. I had seen him with no shirt and just boxer shorts on before and he was a sexy kid to me. No one knew my thoughts but me, so what did it hurt….ok…I admit it, I started having a secret crush on Trav. Those smiling looks between us when we were alone, were I guess my tell-tale signs I liked him. Day after day, week after week it built up in me and I didn’t really realize it.
Trav….
I had the hots for Sonny’s mom. She had a killer body and face, big tits and beautiful long hair. I had seen her walk around his house in her skimpy night gowns and night clothes. It was getting to me. It built up to where I wanted to take a chance and doing a quick kiss on her. I wanted to see what she would do. When I saw her beautiful sexy smile…I thought…. I may…have a chance to kiss her, or…. she would put the brakes on and stop it. I was ready for a stern warning and to not do that again. I was all ready to play innocent of any lusty thoughts.
Well…..that didn’t happen.
She reacted big time and kissed me like a boyfriend in high school. I got an instant boner. I eased it between her legs as she pushed her pussy forward. She jumped as I pushed my boner on her pussy firm as she gasp for a load of air…
God…I wanted to fuck her so bad. I had to have her. I whispered to her: (“…oh god Mrs. Miller…I love you so much and have for so long. I can’t stop kissing and feeling you. I have to have you. When can we be alone together.?”)
Mrs. Miller,…(Lynn)…
All hell was breaking loose in me. I wanted Trav to keep kissing me forever….and a lot more. I felt hot animal lust for him. Something in me was on fire with passion and I just let it go.
We leaned against the wall and he drove his erection in tight against my pussy more. I liked the savage lusty feeling I was having and squeezed his young butt cheeks. I whispered in his ear out of breath: (“…I want you too Trav,…. we’ll plan a time and place for sure.”)
I grabbed the back of his head, took a handful of his sexy hair and let my tongue go wild in his mouth. He gasp …and pushed his erection back and forth against my pussy and right on my clit.
Within minutes we had become two wild people releasing our stored up feelings for each other. He then felt my tits so firm and I reached down inside his shorts and felt his stiff erection. It was so hot and erect as I felt it and his warm balls. I wanted to kiss them right now…but we couldn’t take that chance. His hand felt my bare nipples and he leaned down and kissed them inside my night gown.
I ‘was‘…going to have him…we would find a time and place to keep this going.
It all happened that fast. We heard noises down stairs and had to quickly stop. He ran to the bathroom and me to my bedroom. My panties were wonderfully wet as I lay back on my bed to let it all sink in to what had just happened. I felt so good and alive, and like a woman should feel with a new hot lover now.
Trav……
I locked the bathroom door as I had to wait for get my big boner to go down. I looked at it, so ready to fuck her.
Lynn…..
I was racking my brain to find a place and time to get with Trav. I formed a plan and time.
Sonny and Trav were close and I sure didn’t want my own son finding out what was going on. I searched for a window of time and a place for us to let our love happen as it will naturally.
We waited, but it was hard.
If Sonny went out to the garage for a few minutes, Trav and I were in each others arms kissing and I was grabbing his crouch and him my tits and pussy. He would instantly get me so hot, I would feel like I would faint. He was all I thought about and I couldn’t wait to get us naked in bed and fucking like animals. His young body drove me crazy.
I would flash him when Sonny wasn’t looking. Showing a nice big tit or my pussy with no panties on. He would smile so sexy at me and quick grab his crouch. All this just drove the sexual tension up and up. I just wanted to drag him by the hair into my bed and smother his face with my pussy while I sucked him until he would cum deep in my mouth.
Sonny thought…..
Mom and Trav must think I’m stupid. Something is going on between them. She jittery around him and he’s always trying to hide his boner around her. I see the lusty looks they give each other. They have the hots for each other so let them have at it if it makes them happy. I’ll just observe and enjoy this.
She’s messing with a young teen and he’s into a grown woman. That gossip at school seem to make her nervous about that mom who ’supposedly’ was fucking her son’s buddy….or….are her and Trav getting it on? If they get caught, they’ll make school for me a living hell.
Lynn……
There was something about the ’risk’ of messing with Trav that really excited me. My heart would speed up just thinking about a close call of getting caught. I was never like this before about any guy, but he did something to bring the savage lust out in me. My past boyfriends were lacking in that certain passion that lit the fire in me. The weekend couldn’t get here fast enough…but I had a plan now.
Sonny spent weekends at the auto races with a bunch of guys. Trav didn’t always go with him. I picked this as our time to be together. This Saturday Sonny would ride with the race team to another town close by, and be back late. I told Trav to tell him something to not go this time.
Saturday evening came and here came Trav. He was doing a ’fake’ sleepover here with Sonny. He just entered the door and closed it when we attacked each other. In went his hand to my robe and on my pussy as we kissed and dropped to the living room rug. He was mine now and we jerked at our clothes getting us naked. I saw what I wanted…his nice big erection. I turned as I moaned my tension to now have him. My pussy went on top of his face and his tongue. His hot erection went in my mouth as I jacked it fast. The passion between us was at it’s peak. His fingers were in my pussy fast and his tongue sucking on my clit. This kid knew just what to do and he had me humping his face fast and hard. I wanted to taste his cum hot filling my mouth.
He didn’t disappoint me. He groaned and lifted his hips up and I felt it. Hot cum at the back of my mouth, blasting away, filling my mouth to overflow. I climaxed instantly as I dug my pussy tight to his face.
Oh yes!…that’s what I wanted, the raw passion of having a young guy. The forbidden act. The pure taboo of fucking a young teen guy. I must have had it stored up in me for a long time as I just kept fucking his face and swallowing all his cum down.
I was blacking out with the pleasure I was feeling. Him rubbing my body kept me from passing out….
What a lover I had under me, and the night was early. We held and felt each other as it got dark. We were our sex toys as we played with our bodies.
He got me in my bed somehow.
Trav…
I got me a real woman. She is way hotter than the young girls I had fucked before. I love her and she love’s me. I’ve been dreaming about having sex with her for a long time now, and now it’s going to happen. I got her in her bed and we saw the wildness in our eyes. She pulled at me to get me on top of her, her legs were twitching and wide open. She held me tight to her tits and squirmed as she felt my butt cheeks. We gasp for air as I stuck my boner in her wet fuzzy pussy. We kissed as we let our tongues go wild. She had a warm beautiful pussy, just waiting for me. She had a hot pulsing moan as I fucked her deep with each stroke. She was my woman candy and It was all here to take us to heaven.
“….oh yes…..oh my…Trav….I’m gonna cum hard baby….real hard.” She said.
Lynn……
Finally he was in me and we were going crazy with wild lust. Nothing else mattered to us now. My pussy was being satisfied beyond my dreams. I felt his smooth young back and body…I was almost there…higher and higher. He pushed his erection deep in me and groaned.
An explosion of his hot cum shot in me like a rocket. I raised my hips to meet it and climaxed beyond words…“Oh my God Yesssss! …there!” I yelled as the room began to spin with his pumping his cum in me. Oh…. my lover was so good to me, making me so happy. I held him tight and squirmed every last drop of euphoric pleasure out of us….. we just couldn’t stop fucking us…….
—————
Today, my son Sonny has moved away, Trav pretends to rent a room here…so far…no one knows anything about Trav and I as wild lovers…. we’ve even had sex in the back yard at night, in the back seat of my car, back alleys, the mall parking lot and many more great places. The ‘risk’ is exciting and makes us so hot. To have your pussy licked in the school parking lot is a real turn on to us. Giving him a blow job in the school elevator was awesome!…(we almost got caught!)
—–
* John and Mary asked…..
“We feel this ‘based on a true story’ is about us.
Can you tell us the ‘real’ names of these people?, you seem to have written so many details that fit us perfectly.… “
* Now I had to tell them the truth…..I wrote back to ‘Mary‘ and ‘John‘:
“Hi Mom, Hi Trav, how did you like my story?….(signed)
“Sonny.”

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RIDE ALONG

Successful business woman is attracted to the young salesman who works for her. She decides to take a risk and one thing leads to another…

Seduced By My Mother’s Boss

Seduced By My Mother’s Boss
By rutger5 (Copyright 2012)
I had just climbed out of the shower when the sound of the phone ringing came to my ear. Quickly toweling off my hair I then wrapped the towel around my waist and padded out to the hall. Since I had just gotten home from my summer landscaping job I hoped the call might be from a friend with something to do that evening which was why I decided to answer the phone.
“Hello” I said after hitting the talk button.
“Jake, you’re home. Thank God” came the voice of my Mom over the line.
“It’s not for all that Mom, I sometimes do come home you know.”
“Yes I know Jake but I need a favor so no time for smart ass comments, okay?”
“Sure what’s up Mom” I told her as I checked out my reflection in the hall mirror. Had to be honest that I looked good. Since I’d started working out last year I had developed some decent size to go along with the definition I always had from being naturally slim and working hard all day in the sun had only tanned and hardened me further.
“Jake, your Father and I are out to dinner when you know who called me about some work.”
“Angie?” I asked her.
“That’s right and I need a big favor from you. It seems she lost the file she needs to complete a project of hers that’s due tomorrow.”
“Well what do you want from me Mom, I don’t know anything about the project. Besides I’m not really the type for office work” I told her teasingly.
“Ha ha. No fooling, what I need is for you to go into my bag, the one I bring to work. I should have a disk in there with a copy of the file on it. Otherwise I’m going to have to come home and get it myself. And if I do your Father is not going to be happy with you. It’s not easy to get a reservation at Le Snobisme you know.”
“No problem, I’ll do it. Where’s your bag?”
“It should be in the front hall Jake. Usually I just put it down when I get home unless I have work to do that night.”
“Okay Mom I’m heading downstairs so hold on a minute.”
Dripping water as I went I reached the front hall shortly after. Right there on the floor was my Mom’s work bag like she said. Once I opened it I saw that there might be a problem. There were three disks sitting in there and none of them had any markings on them.
“Well your bag is there Mom but there are three disks in it and none of them says what they are.”
There was nothing but silence on the other end of the line.
“Mom?” I asked.
“Hold on Jake, I’m thinking. I’m not sure so I’ll tell you what. When Angie gets there just explain the situation and give her all three disks and let her figure it out.”
“What! She’s coming here. I was planning on going out tonight Mom. When will she be here?”
“I don’t know Jake. Just wait there until she comes. To be honest I’m surprised that she isn’t there yet. She really wants to finish that project and she normally drives like a maniac and now with a reason I can only imagine how fast she’ll be driving.”
“No problem. I’ll wait no matter how long it takes even if it costs me my social life.”
“Oh how noble of you. Thanks and don’t stay out too late and stay out of trouble. Love you Jake.”
“Don’t worry Mother, I’ll be good” I sarcastically replied.
I turned and left the hall carrying the three jewel boxes and put them on the table just past the door. Before I could reach the stairs the doorbell rang. Since I was only in a towel I was undecided on whether to hurry and put something on or get the door when two more rings came in rapid succession. Angie was living up to her reputation for impatience, that much was for sure.
Immediately I headed to the front door and opened it a crack before peering out. Standing there with an annoyed expression was my Mom’s boss Angie. She was a short, thick woman who had big, black hair, fake nails and a permanent tan with her most prominent feature being her very large chest. She looked at me with her brown eyes which were surrounded with so much mascara she almost had the look of a raccoon.
“About time Jake, have you spoken with your Mother?”
“Good evening to you as well. Umm yes Ms. Bertolli, but there is a small problem.”
“Why of course there is, why would today be any different. Well are you going to let me in while we discuss this or do I have to stand here on the doorstep sweating in this damn heat.”
“Sure Ms. Bertolli I guess you can come in…” I started to say but she simply pushed the door open wide enough for her to rush right past me. All I could do was close the door behind her and follow after. She stood in the living room, impatiently tapping her foot, and once she saw all I was wearing was a towel for a moment she was speechless but that didn’t last long.
“Nice outfit Jake, now what’s the problem?”
While she said this I noticed her eyes were feasting on me like I was a ham sandwich. When her gaze wandered over my abs and even lower she actually licked her full, red lips.
“Ms. Bertolli I have the disk but there are three of them and I’m not sure which is the one you’re looking for honestly.”
“First Jake you should call me Angie as I’m sure you wouldn’t be calling me Ms. Bertolli if I wasn’t here, right? And you’ve been to more than one of the company parties so you’re almost family. Secondly do you have a computer that I can use and I’ll figure out which disk is the one I need. Thirdly do you think you could get me a drink? I hate to be a bother but it’s so hot and humid tonight.”
“Sure uh Angie. Is iced tea all right?”
“That’s a Long Island iced tea right?” she said smiling broadly at me.
“I’m not sure how to make one of those Angie, I’m only sixteen so I can’t drink. If you tell me what’s in it I can figure it out I suppose.”
“Plain iced tea is fine Jake, I was only kidding.”
I went to get her drink but from what I’d heard from my Mom I wasn’t so sure about her kidding. She said Angie worked hard but she also liked to drink hard. In fact she’d once been arrested for driving while impaired. Figuring it couldn’t hurt I poured some vodka into the glass before adding the iced tea.
She was standing there with the disks in her hand when I returned and she took the glass from me and as she did our hands touched sending a jolt through my hormonally charged teen body.
“My laptop is in my room Angie” I told her as I turned to go and retrieve it.
“Lead on Jake” she answered and without another word she followed right behind me.
I had expected her to wait in the living room while I got the computer which would also give me a chance to put something more on than the towel. However I already knew from my Mom that Angie was impatient and bossy and didn’t take no for an answer so I just went along with it without protesting. The sooner Angie got what she wanted the sooner I’d be able to go out.
She followed close behind me as we climbed the stairs and walked down the hall to my room. Considering how things had been, with me very busy lately, my room wasn’t in terrible shape. There was a little disorder but I wasn’t embarrassed with having someone see it. My laptop sat open on my desk though it was turned off. Hitting the on button I waited for it to resume. Without asking Angie commandeered the only chair in the room and sat down and as she did she pulled down her tight navy skirt that barely reached her mid-thigh. She placed the jewel cases next to the computer as well as the untouched drink and waited and in a minute the screen was up.
“Jake you need to put in your password so I can use this thing” she informed me as if I was clueless.
“Hold on” I told her at which time I leaned down and typed the required keys and pulled up the screen.
Unfortunately I’d forgotten the last site I’d been to was xnxx.com and the screen showed a page of porn video thumbnails. Quickly I killed that but it was obvious that she’d seen it. She turned and smiled knowingly at me as I felt myself blush. Even worse was that with me being so close to her I could smell her perfume and it was intoxicating, that and with her sitting as she was I could see right down her cleavage with the top three buttons on her white blouse unbuttoned.
“Why Jake I can’t believe you were on a porn site” Angie said “as I know that you’re not eighteen yet. I believe you said you’re sixteen, right? But don’t worry I won’t tell your mother about it, or the fact that you’re staring at my breasts.”
“Sorry” I mumbled as I straightened up.
“Don’t worry about it Jake, at your age it’s natural to be curious and interested in the opposite sex. In fact if you hadn’t taken a peek then I’d have been disappointed. I know I don’t have the looks I used to have but hopefully they’re not all gone yet.”
While Angie said this she ran her fingers through her raven locks and actually stuck her chest out as far as she could. I swallowed hard which made her laugh but much worse I felt a twitch between my legs. Honestly with me just in a towel and an attractive woman in my room I was surprised it took so long for me to start getting aroused.
“What do you think Jake, am I still attractive if even just a little?” Angie asked teasingly.
“I don’t know if I should answer you Angie as maybe I’ll only get myself in more trouble.”
After saying this I turned as my towel was starting to rise up and I hoped to prevent her from seeing that. Quickly I grabbed my robe from the hook on my door and slipped it on covering myself. I heard Angie laugh when I did this. When I turned her way I saw she’d slipped a disk in the drive and in a moment it popped up on the screen. It must have been the right one as her fingers flew over the keyboard opening up the files and arranging them. In spite of being in my robe my erection didn’t go down but it grew to full size instead. Reaching inside the robe I adjusted myself so it would be less noticeable while also removing the towel. I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard Angie’s voice speaking to me.
“Jake I know I’m being a pain in your ass but can I ask you for one more favor?”
“Sure Angie what is it you want?”
“Hmmm that is a loaded question because right now I can definitely think of something that I want. But as far as the favor, I just need to e-mail these files back to the office. Can you help me with that?”
“Sure Angie, no problem” I told her.
“Here sit down Jake” she said as she got up from the chair.
As I squeezed past her to sit her body shifted slightly which brought my robe covered hard-on into contact with her big ass. It brushed against her before I sat but thankfully Angie said nothing. I pulled up my e-mail account and turned to her for more guidance. She peered in at the screen and as she did Angie rested one of her well manicured hands on my shoulder.
Her other hand typed in the address she wanted after which she attached the files. Next Angie fished her cell out of her purse and punched in some numbers then waited until she heard a response on the other end before speaking.
“Annette this is Angie. I’m about to send you the file by e-mail and you know what to do once you receive it. Let me know as soon as you get it. I’ll hold and thanks for staying, I appreciate it.”
Once she said this Angie hit send on the e-mail at which point she placed her free hand on my shoulder again. Without thinking I turned and looked up into her big, brown eyes. She smiled at me and then took a big gulp of her drink. Her eyes widened in surprise as she tasted the liquor but she quickly drank the rest down before speaking.
“That goes for you too Jake, I’m really grateful to you. I know you were trying to help your mother but you went above and beyond and there’s one thing I’m known for and that’s rewarding those who do the right thing by me. Especially when they are good looking boys who do what I ask.”
Right after she said that Angie seemed to be listening to the phone and I watched her nodding her head silently a few times before she spoke.
“You have it Annette and you’re handling it. Thanks again and you know how to get me if necessary and problems come up. I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.”
She put the cell on my desk and without pausing Angie reached over and placed her hand right on top of my hard bulge and gave it a squeeze which elicited a groan from me.
“You know Jake I think I have a way to reward you that we can both enjoy.”
Before I could answer her mouth found mine and she kissed me. Her lips were soft and full and without thinking I returned her kiss. While one hand continued to fondle me the other pulled my robe open wide and now she was able to grab my cock in the flesh.
Her hand circled my shaft and Angie slowly worked up and down my turgid flesh. By now her agile tongue had slipped into my mouth where it explored my teeth and tongue. My hands roamed her body like a gypsy. As she stroked my cock my hands felt the back of her legs and her big round ass. I kneaded the flesh between my fingers until she stood up, all the while she kept a firm grip on me, then Angie pulled on me until I stood. Angie slid the robe from my shoulders leaving me totally naked and in her clutches.
“Get down on the bed Jake” she ordered me in a voice that left no doubt of who was in charge.
I hurried toward the bed and as I did Angie smacked my ass in passing. I positioned my body on the edge of the bed with my feet resting on the floor and once I did Angie knelt between my legs and ran her hands along my thighs. Her nails scraped my flesh as they ran from my knee up to my groin. Looking me dead in the eye Angie took my erection in hand and angled it just so. First she opened her mouth wide and put her tongue right past her lip before moving forward and engulfing my head in her wet paradise.
The feeling I got when her tongue caressed the sensitive underside right below my head was indescribable. All I could do was let out a groan of pleasure to show how good it felt. Slowly Angie swallowed me inch by inch, her warm mouth sliding along the hot flesh as she took more of me inside. Her hand found my balls and fondled them forcing another moan from me.
I was already well on my way to cumming now from what she was doing to me. I’d had a few blowjobs before this in my life and each time previously I’d cum very fast. Angie was much better at this then the girls who had blown me and as my head slipped into her throat it proved too much for my overtaxed senses.
My balls tightened in her hand as I felt the cum rush forward so I did my best to warn her.
“Angie I’m cumming…” I managed to get out as I started to explode.
She made no attempt to pull away, in fact what she did blew my mind. As I was buried in her mouth with her tongue lashing my shuddering cock she actually sucked on me at the same time as if she was trying to inhale me into her lungs. My cum shot out in spurts and Angie eagerly swallowed them down until no more came. Only then did she pull her mouth off me and as our eyes met she kissed me all over, from my head down my shaft until she reached the base.
“Hmmm, you taste good Jake. Did you enjoy that?” she asked with an eyebrow raised.
“That was so awesome Angie” I answered all excited before a thought came to me. “I’m sorry I came so fast, kind of embarrassing I guess.”
She just laughed and kissed the top of my prick again.
“Its what I’d expect from a young guy like you, not that I’m usually doing this with guys your age or anything. But I remember from back when I was younger” she said, though not altogether convincingly. “And I bet you’re ready for round two Jake, am I right?”
After she asked she stood and started unbuttoning her blouse. When it opened it revealed her large, full breasts spilling out the top of her black push-up bra and with the size of her breasts she didn’t need the help, not that I was complaining any. Angie removed her blouse, then reached back and unhooked her brassiere and tossed it aside. She showed no tan lines, just an even golden complexion on her breasts with her dark reddish-brown nipples and areolas.
When I attempted to rise up so that I could at least get a closer look she just pushed me back hard so that I wound up flat on my back. Her hand was now tugging at her skirt zipper and before I knew it her skirt was also on the floor. Angie was wearing a pair of leopard pattern bikini panties and she looked as wild as a jungle cat to me. Her manicured finger slipped under the waistband and yanked them down until she was able to wriggle her hips so they slid the rest of the way down her tanned legs.
Angie was well groomed down there, leaving just a tiny black landing strip above her swollen lips with all else bare. With a quick movement she climbed onto the bed and straddled me and I could feel her body heat against me. Her lips found mine as her body sprawled across mine. Her large soft breasts pushed against my chest and my hard cock collided with her leg. Her tongue slipped inside my mouth and explored every inch it could reach. The scent of flowers from her perfume mingled with Angie’s own musk and sweat and it was a powerful aphrodisiac.
I was trying to work my body into position where I could angle my cock to her entrance but between my inexperience and her aggression that was not going to happen like I planned. Suddenly she broke the kiss and sat up while straddling me still. I could feel her wet pussy rubbing against the skin of my lower abdomen.
“So Jakey, do you think you can handle me? Are you man enough to please me, hmm? Been with a lot of girls?”
“Well I don’t mean to brag…”
“Don’t bullshit a bullshitter Jake. I deal with liars all the time with my company and you are not that convincing. Besides your mother told me you’ve never even had a girlfriend.”
“I’ll kill her” I replied before I realized by the look on Angie’s face that she had played me so I did my best to cover myself. “Besides we just hook up these days, no need to tie myself down to only one girl.”
“I’m sure Jake, that must be the reason.” Her eyes twinkled when she said this as if she was laughing at me.
“To help you out I have just the thing in my bag.”
Angie rolled off both me and the bed and headed to where her bag sat on the floor next to my desk. She rummaged around in there for a moment before making a triumphant cry as she found what she’d been seeking. With a smug expression she sauntered back to the bed clutching a small velvet bag from which she produced a strange looking item. All I could tell for sure was that it looked to be made of black leather and stainless steel.
“Are you surprised that I always carry this with me, just in case?”
“What is it?” I asked as I craned my neck to see better.
“It is something that enhances any man, but in the case of an overeager virgin I feel it is a must. Now lie back and I’ll put it on for you, that is if you want me to put out.”
Just the hint that Angie might not was enough for me to accede to her demand and I stretched out immediately to my full length. Immediately she proceeded to slip both my cock and balls into the contraption. Separately my balls slid through a steel ring that was connected to a number of leather straps that enclosed my family jewels like a cage. It fit snugly and with a sneer she tightened them until it was almost painful.
“Angie that hurts a little…” I started to say when she shushed me with a finger to her full lips.
Next she wrapped a long narrow strap around both the base of my cock and my balls and drew it tight like a belt where she then fastened it to a tiny D-ring at the bottom of the leather cage. With a smile she held up a tiny padlock which she attached and clicked to the D-ring and now my balls were actually imprisoned.
“Now here’s the deal Jake” she began and as she did so Angie removed a tiny leather strap from the bag with a little leather loop on one end and a metal clip on the other. She clipped it to the padlock and slipped two fingers into the loop. “Before you cum again Jake I expect to cum myself. If by some strange chance it works the other way then I’ll give a little tug, like so.”
After Angie said that she gave a quick yank on the loop and let me tell you it didn’t feel pleasant. I winced and let out a little yelp of pain as my balls weren’t used to such rough treatment.
“Only it won’t be so pleasant the next time. Get the message Jake?”
“Are you crazy Angie?” I blustered impotently.
“It’s up to you Jake. I can take my little toy and leave or”, saying that Angie leaned down and took my cock in her mouth and sucked on it for a few seconds before releasing it from her mouth, a stray string of saliva clinging from it “you can be a good, obedient boy and do as I say. Which will it be as if I don’t know the answer.”
Angie was looking into my eyes the whole time and she already knew she had won. I’d have gladly wriggled over sharp stones naked for a chance to have sex with her.
“You tell me what to do Angie and I will.”
“You don’t know how much that turns me on hearing that Jake” she replied then she kissed me hard. As she did her fingers found my nipple and squeezed it for good measure. After she broke the kiss she spoke again.
“It’s up to you whether you want to eat my pussy or fuck me first. Just remember to make me cum first or you know what.”
Not wanting my balls yanked painfully again I decided that the wiser course was to eat Angie’s pussy first and then when she was happy to fuck her.
“Though I really want to fuck you I feel I should eat you first to return the favor, plus I’m sure you taste delicious so that’s my choice.”
“Oh a charmer, and a clever one too. I like that.”
No sooner had she said that then she climbed on the bed and within seconds for the first time in my life I had a woman’s pussy inches away and almost touching me. Of course what I hadn’t counted on was Angie getting us into a sixty-nine position and she had already taken my hard cock in her mouth before I had a chance to as much as lick her aroused slit.
I was moaning right away as she swallowed half my erection when I realized I better get busy. Maybe I was a virgin but I’d watched enough porn to have an idea of what to do so I immediately started to lash her swollen lips with my tongue. Since Angie was already wet I got a taste immediately and if I wasn’t sure before I certainly was now that I’d do whatever it took for me to be in this position again.
My nose pressed against her hard little clit as my fingers opened her inner lips like a flower. My tongue worked its way into her channel and I wriggled it as best as I could. She stopped what she was doing for a minute and pulled her mouth off me.
“Good boy Jake and to be fair I’ll stop for a little while and give you a chance. I’d hate to have to hurt the boys” she said and she gently pushed them for emphasis.
It wasn’t like I needed the added motivation as just the pleasure of tasting her was reward enough for me. My tongue was buried as deeply as it could get, with my lips and face pressing against her as I burrowed deep. Every now and then Angie would stroke my shaft in an absent minded way but not enough to distract me from the task at hand. My thumb now found her clit and I rubbed it in a circular motion as I increased the speed of my tongue’s movements.
It was getting a little tired from this unfamiliar exercise but I must have been doing something right as Angie’s juices were really flowing now and little moans were escaping her lips. Without warning she ground her pelvis into me and I actually felt her internal muscles tighten on my tongue and I was bathed in a goodly amount of her nectar. I swallowed what I was able to but some evaded my tongue to wind up on my cheeks and chin.
With my tongue being squeezed I wasn’t able to move it much but I compensated by rocking my head side to side to further enhance her pleasure. Finally Angie’s body stopped its trembling and with a small amount of difficulty she moved off me. My tongue ached from its efforts but I already missed not being buried in her. However I had no time to think about it because already Angie was positioning herself on her back next to where I lay.
“Very good Jake! You are a natural at eating pussy I’m happy to say. Now let’s see how you are at fucking one. But since you raised the bar I’ve decided that you shouldn’t cum until I give you permission to. Just remember what happens if you screw up.”
I swallowed hard at the thought of what she could do but I also was eager to finally shed the shameful label of virgin. Angie pulled ever so gently on the leash that connected to my caged balls to get me moving and in seconds I was kneeling between her spread thighs. She licked her red lips as I put my head right to her entrance and with her fingers acting as guides I sank right into her.
Her feet hooked the back of my legs and her hands wrapped around my back, her nails digging into my flesh but I barely even noticed. All I felt was the incredible sensation as I slid into her velvety soft pussy. It caressed and stimulated every inch, no every fraction of an inch, of my hardness now and I reveled in it. At that moment my whole universe was centered on my hard cock and the wonderful sheath it was buried in. Angie allowed me a minute to just experience the wonder before she decided to spur me on.
“Oh Jake you feel so good in me, that nice hard cock filling me. Now I want you to fuck me hard, no playing around but remember not to cum unless I say so.”
That seemed an impossible task, but one way or another I would do my best. Pulling my hips back so that I was almost out of her I reversed course and drove my full length inside Angie. Supporting myself on my hands and knees I worked in and out, all the while trying to distract myself from the awesome feeling I was receiving as I pumped her.
“Yes, Jake, yes” she gasped in my ear as I slid in her deeply with each thrust, her nails digging into me and leaving marks no doubt. But that only caused me to try that much harder as she clung to me tenaciously. Her legs were wrapped so tightly about me now that I could only move a tiny bit so I made sure our bodies rubbed as I did. Her voice was in my ear urging me on the whole time.
“Yes Jake, faster! Oh don’t stop baby! That’s it, nice and hard, yes!”
It was obvious to me at least that I was losing the battle. I tried to think other thoughts that could somehow distract me from what was happening with my body but while one is literally on top of an attractive woman and sliding in her wonderful pussy it isn’t going to happen. Thoughts of unattractive women had no effect while Angie was clinging to me and moaning in my ear.
My rhythm sped up even more as I did my best to please her before I lost it totally. My balls slapped her with each thrust and our pelvises connected as well in this position sending our senses reeling. Somehow I moved my neck just enough where my mouth could find a red nipple and suck on it hard. Angie cried out when I did and I felt her body stiffen. She had me in a death grip now and her internal muscles clamped on me as well. I gave up my losing fight and just went with it. My cock swelled in her, then it started to shoot. Powerful jets of cum shot from me as my body went limp on top of her.
“Sorry Angie, I’m cumming” I gasped after moving my mouth from her nipple. After saying this my face sank into her pillow-y soft bosom.
I’m not sure how many times in my life I’d cum previously but they were all a pale imitation of what I experienced at that moment. Not only was my cock where it should be, deep inside a woman’s soft yielding channel while I came, but her scent was in my nostrils and her taste was in my mouth and even better our hot skin touched each others the length of our satiated bodies. Angie’s hand pressed my head to her bosom as her legs slipped from behind me and sank onto the mattress. She kissed the top of my head softly.
“You know Jake, I really should punish you. I said you needed to ask me for permission to cum and you didn’t. But I understand it was your first time and you did make me cum so I forgive you, though the next time I tell you something you better obey me.”
With a groan I pushed my body up so I could look in Angie’s big brown eyes. They were twinkling with suppressed merriment so I smiled at her in return.
“I beg your forgiveness Angie, I tried very hard not to cum. You are just so sexy and your pussy is so nice I couldn’t help it. If you give me another chance I’ll do better, I promise” I murmured before leaning in and kissing her bee-stung lips.
“Well I gotta love your style Jake. When you fuck up you admit it in such a sweet way that not only do I forgive you but I’m graciously willing to give you another chance. Right now in fact.”
That brought a smile to me and since I’d not spent much time on her breasts my mouth found one as my hand squeezed the other. Angie gasped from delight at the attention I delivered to them and thrust her chest up. I’d never gone soft so I slowly began to rotate my hips in a circular motion which soon had her going crazy. She pulled me by my hair from her breast first then pushed against my chest firmly.
“Hmm Jake, I want you to stop what you’re doing and stand up for a minute.”
Reluctantly I did as Angie asked though it brought a sigh of disappointment to us both when I slid from her juicy depths. Looking down at my erection I saw it was coated with our mingled fluids. Angie scooted her body so that she was by the edge of the bed, in fact her legs and ass were actually off the bed but she had her legs suspended in the air. I stood with my body between her tanned thighs and no sooner had I done so then Angie grasped me and pulled my cock to her hungry hole once again.
“Hook your hands under my back Jake and support me” she instructed me.
Sinking deep in her tight pussy I laced my fingers together and held her just above her big butt. She now rested her legs against my chest and her hands grabbed my legs before she winked at me.
“Give it to me hard Jake and try to thrust upwards” were her final words before I started to move.
My knees were bent slightly and my body was also hunched over some and that left me in the perfect position for what was happening. Like a machine I started to move now, driving my full length into her with each thrust. I could feel her nails dig into me as I continued but I ignored all but the feeling of our coupling and how my senses were silently screaming with joy.
This position obviously gave Angie a lot of pleasure as from once I started she was moaning and crying out like crazy. Instead of worrying about not cumming this time I just let go. The fact that I’d already cum twice no doubt helped my stamina but truthfully I didn’t care. I was just reveling in the fact that I was bringing us both pleasure and that a hot woman was taking me balls deep with each thrust.
Angie was like a fountain or something now and with each thrust more of her juice ended up on me and I could actually hear the squishing sounds as I moved in her sopping pussy. My body kept going even when I felt a twinge in my lower back. I’d worked a full, hard day earlier but no amount of pain could stop me at that moment. I believe if Angie had yanked on my imprisoned balls it would’ve barely slowed me down then.
Our bodies were literally dripping with sweat which made it harder to hold onto her but I persevered as slowly I approached another orgasm. If I kept going I couldn’t last much longer now.
“Angie, I’m getting close” I gasped “please give me permission.”
“Oh yes Jake, cum in me. I want to feel it.”
That was enough. No sooner had she uttered the word yes then I buried my cock all the way and let loose in Angie. The cage on my balls certainly accentuated my orgasm and I felt each pulse as I discharged my white cum one more time in her welcoming pussy. As soon as no more spewed from me I carefully moved her body so that it rested on the bed. Unfortunately that necessitated pulling from her paradise but I was afraid under the conditions I might let her fall due to our slippery bodies.
Angie moved over enough on the bed so there was room for me and patted the mattress next to her. Finally feeling the effects of all the day’s exertions I eagerly lay next to her. She propped herself up long enough to where we could again kiss before stretching her body next to mine. Angie placed her head on my chest as her soft hair cascaded about me. Her hand circled and held my shrinking cock like a child would clutch a favorite stuffed animal. My arm in return wrapped around her shoulder and my other hand rested on her forearm.
“Wow Angie, I’m speechless. That was so incredible, I didn’t think anything could feel that good.”
“Well let that be a lesson to you Jake, but I can tell you that if you were with some other woman I doubt it would’ve been half as good. You just lucked out with me as your teacher is all.”
“Oh, I can believe it Angie. Thank you for making it so special for me” I sincerely told her.
“Stop being silly, I was just kidding” she replied and she actually sounded uncertain. “It was great but I’m nothing special, just a woman on the wrong side of forty taking advantage of a naive young guy.”
“Don’t say that” I answered seriously “you’re certainly special in my eyes Angie. As well as beautiful and sexy.”
“You say that now but it’s just the afterglow talking. Tomorrow you’ll be laughing about it with your friends on how you bagged some horny, desperate cougar. But that’s okay. I just need to rest a minute before I move and it is so nice in your arms.”
It took some effort to move I was so beat but I kissed her jet black hair and stroked her arm softly. Sleep was luring my exhausted body but I managed to murmur to her first.
“No Angie, you are special, believe me. First I just need a little break and then I’ll show you how special in a little while.”
Her only answer was to sigh softly and move her head a little more against my chest. Then sleep took me on its gossamer wings. I wasn’t sure how long I slept or what caused me to awaken but suddenly my eyes were open and I seemed to be listening for something, though what I had no idea. My body felt refreshed by my nap and I was fully awake now. Turning I saw Angie lying next to me, still asleep and breathing softly. My fingers brushed the hair from her face and I leaned in with the intention of kissing her when I heard the door open and suddenly the room was bathed in light.
“Jake are you here honey? Oh my God, what the hell is going on? Jake? Angie?!! What the fuck!”
I turned and saw my Mom standing in the open doorway, her mouth open, shock clearly written on her face. Next to me I felt Angie stirring when I realized we were both lying there naked with my Mom right there.
“Mom! Get out!” I yelled as I scrambled to pull the sheet over us and at least prevent her from seeing us like that especially as my balls were still encased in leather and steel.
“Get dressed and then we have to talk” Mom said before closing the door hard behind her as she left the room.
We looked at each other sheepishly for a second and then Angie got a mortified expression as she climbed out of bed. She refused to look at me but kept her eyes down as she hurriedly put on her clothes. I just watched, disappointed by her reaction to the unexpected situation. She appeared as if she was going to leave the room without looking or speaking to me when I stopped her.
“Angie I need the key for the padlock” I whispered.
Still not meeting my eyes she located it and placed it on the bed before grabbing her bag and slipping out the door and closing it behind her. My fingers fumbled to unlock it as I heard voices in the hall, my Mom’s loud and Angie’s for once quiet and apologetic. It took some time to extract myself from my prison as I didn’t want to hurt my already sensitive balls but once I did I pulled on a pair of lounge pants and hurried out of the room.
The hall was empty so I headed downstairs where I found them by the front door. They were talking in low tones and both looked up at me as I hurried down the stairs.
“Go back upstairs young man and I’ll deal with you when I’m done here” Mom said loudly but I was having none of that.
“No I won’t and I don’t mean to be disrespectful Mom. This concerns us all, or at least me and Angie. The only reason it concerns you is this is your house, so for that I apologize.”
“What are you talking about Jake? You’re my son, my minor son and she’s my boss so how do you think..”
“Mom I’m sorry about what happened in your house, or should I say I’m sorry it happened in your house but in no way am I sorry it happened. Yes I’m a minor, but I’m old enough to consent. If we did this somewhere else you couldn’t say anything about it. You don’t have to like it but that’s the truth. I don’t pretend to know what’s going to happen from here on in, especially as you and Angie work together. But please give me five minutes with her Mom and then you can say whatever you wish to say to me or her.”
While I said this I was kind of just staring at my feet but when I looked up they both were standing there with their mouths agape. My Mom shook her head back and forth but without saying a word she turned and walked from the room. I moved next to Angie and tilted my head down to hers.
“Angie I have no idea what’s going through your mind now. Maybe no matter what happened this was a one time thing for you, me being a naïve guy and all like you said. I’m not pretending to know anything but I know that I find you attractive and pretty and great in bed” I said whispering the last part just in case my Mom was listening.
“I’d love to spend more time with you if you’re interested, doing whatever, but that is up to you. I realize there are complications and all but I’m just saying. Sorry about how it ended up tonight. You don’t have to say anything now, just think about what I said.”
Before she had time to react my hand tilted her chin and for the final time that night I kissed Angie. It was a quick one and without another word I turned and walked away and toward the kitchen. After I passed I heard my Mother heading back from the dining room where she’d been waiting. A little while later she came into the kitchen.
“Where’s Dad?” I asked, as it was strange all this had happened and he was nowhere to be found.
She laughed at my question and shook her head before replying.
“And here we were worried my job was going to interrupt our plans tonight. Right after dessert he received a call about an emergency, a transformer exploded and he was called in.”
My Dad is a supervisor for the electric company and on occasion such things happen to him and what a night for it to happen. No telling how things would have gone if he’d been here but I guess we’ll never know now.
“Now Jake I know legally you are old enough to do what you did and I probably would have reacted differently if it was some little teenager like yourself, but Angie? Well no matter, the genie’s out of the bottle I guess and nothing will put it back. I can tell you this: I received that raise and promotion I’ve been angling for.”
On hearing that it was my turn for my jaw to drop and what my Mom said next kept it on the floor.
“By the way Jake, Angie wanted me to ask you something. This year she instituted a program for summer interns at the company and some of them are for paid internships. One of the positions was never filled and she was wondering.. Well if you want to take it? I know you have a job and you don’t have to but the offer is there. No rush, think about it though, okay?”
“Okay I’ll think about it and I’m really sorry Mom, making you go through this tonight.”
I kissed her cheek and started to leave the kitchen, my mind awhirl with all that had happened when her voice stopped me.
“Its all right Jake, all is forgiven. But if you don’t mind I have to ask a question.”
I turned so she could ask and it took her a moment as she seemed to be carefully deciding how to phrase it.
“When I opened your bedroom door and saw you, I couldn’t help but notice that your balls were in some kind of, I don’t know what to call it. But they were confined in something… right below your big, young cock” she said with a gleam in her eye I’d never seen before in my life.
The End
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Connecting with Mother Ch 1

Connecting with Mother
Chapter 1
My work took me back to my childhood home in London that I had left years ago when going to college. Dad had died, prematurely, six months prior to my returning to the old place. My family had been up for the funeral and mum had borne her loss well after a period of natural grief. He had been a good husband and father to me as a single child. I had to leave my family home for a year because of work, going home most but not all weekends.
The return to the old flat (apartment) was loaded with memories of my teen years. I sensed a kind of reconnection with those years as soon as I walked in and particularly when I opened my old bedroom which was located on one side of the bathroom with my parent’s bedroom on the other side. Part of me welcomed the notion of spending time away from home. Though I really missed my two boys, I did not mind being separate from my wife Gillian of 10 years. We were fine as a family but my head was elsewhere sexually. I already roamed in my family town, unbeknown to Gillian. I wasn’t sure what she got up to.
Mum still worked in retail and I think she was glad she had kept up her work over the years. In her mid 50’s I often wondered whether she would connect up with another man. None appeared to be around though she still had a small circle of friends mostly from when Dad had been around. She was still very presentable having kept fairly trim and still looked good and men, often younger, gave her the time of day when she went to the pub on her own. She looked after herself, usually wearing suits for work that emphasised her shape. Her breasts weren’t large but that was probably in her favour, wearing a bra to give her a lift which men at the pub or in her work would privately admire. Her waist had the effect of highlighting her breasts and her hips. From the rear she displayed a full but well shaped arse.
She rarely wore trouser suits preferring skirts, stockings and shoes with a reasonable heel that made her legs still look good. Mum completely rejected tights, preferring suspenders that gave her ‘room to breathe’, her words.
The first time I went to the local pub with her, I noticed how she was acknowledged by the bar staff and the pub users, all respectful yet very warm towards her. I thought she is doing alright.
We sat on a sofa facing each other. I noticed how her skirt rose slightly when she crossed her legs. I felt I slight murmur down below. Just like old times in my teens when I would try to place myself opposite her at home to get a good view up her thighs. We chewed over recent events about our work, the family, holidays. She visibly relaxed, I think partly because she was accompanied by me and it was not obvious who I was. I said nothing to regulars and Mum offered nothing either. Glancing around I noted that one or two men were taking in the view on offer (I had a more limited view). I could only surmise that they had a sight of her pale thigh above her stocking line. I suggested some drinks to which she readily agreed.
Returning I asked Mum if there were any men in her life.
“If only Ian,”
“What does that mean?”
“I’ve not really got the opportunity”
“Here for example?”
“I wouldn’t dream of it here – it would get too complicated if it didn’t work out and anyway I like the pub too much!”
“Sounds like you’re not that bothered Mum”
“No not really, not yet anyway – it’s too close to your Father.”
“What about just fun Mum?”
“You cheeky bugger. Not sure I should even reply to that.” But she did.
“I certainly wouldn’t even think about that here with anyone I vaguely knew.”
“Well some of them are keen by what I can see.” I thought I’d push the boat a bit.
“What the hell do you mean?” at the same time blushing ever so slightly and taking another gulp of wine.
“They like looking at your,” hesitating and changing what I would say, I added, “up your skirt.”
“You are a beasty Ian (reflecting her Glasgow background with a typical phrase not common in London). But it’s good to know there’s still a spark.”
“In them or in you?”
“Both.” Avoiding the specific.
“I’m glad to hear it because it’s certainly apparent to me that you haven’t lost your spark”
“I should really be flattered by that I suppose?”
Mum had finished her glass and said she wanted to get the next round. I had had two pints, yet the beer was great (much better than the piss from where I lived). So we both set ourselves up for another.
She went to the bar to order. I watched her warmth to the barman and a regular, chatting easily. Once they looked over at me. I avoided eye contact without appearing rude. Mum returned placed the drinks down and said she needed to pee. I wondered what she told them about me, a son, a friend, a boy friend (she did not look her age). On her return, she regaled me with their inquisitiveness about me.
“What did you tell them then”?
“I just said you were a friend.” Blushing again just a little.
“Why?”
“You haven’t changed have you Ian – still straight to the jugular.”
“Don’t get me wrong Mum, I don’t mind at all – perhaps I should be flattered this time. Actually, I rather like the idea. It gives us more freedom here and it is your local, though they may get the wrong impression if they see me going into your home.”
“Ian, they don’t know where I live, it’s not that near and we didn’t come here when you lived here.”
“Here’s to our friendship.” Mum just smiled. I respected her right to determine her life at the same time wondering what it might mean.
At home we watched TV for awhile and I got the benefit of thigh exposed. I didn’t know if it was intentional. I decided to go to bed before exposing a growing hardon. After going to the bathroom for a welcome pee, I went into my bedroom. I recalled how we had all left our doors ajar in the past, so I adhered to that practice at least when I was going to sleep. So when working on my laptop I usually closed the door having brought all my necessary gear with me for seamless work and pleasure particularly early on when I was getting used again to being there.
If I left the door open, the screen was not visible from the door and so Mum could not view accidentally what I may have on the screen. I tended to use earphones when I might want to view something erotic with sound. The laptop was on a desk that could also not be viewed from the door.
Tonight I shut the door. I went to one of my favourite sites of mature women masturbating on their own. It usually had the effect of my reaching for my lubricant which made wanking so easy, smooth and quiet. I went to one of my video sites to watch the latest. I was not disappointed. A plump woman in her fifties in a black corset and stockings with heels is masturbating to camera.
A few nights later I had decided to run off some incest stories that really got me going and kept me horny for ages. I stapled each story, some with a profusion of chapters, went to the bathroom and then back to bed. I usually had a read after two to three hours sleep. On waking I put on the small light by my bed enabling me to read and wank at the same time. After about half and hour I heard a movement outside my bedroom, but did not say anything. I think Mum had intended going to the bathroom but my light had distracted her. She was very quiet and it could have been that I had not heard her in the deeply carpeted hallway.
I carried on reading and playing with myself. The bed sheet was just below my erection and my headboard was adjacent to the door. So I could be viewed from the crack between the door and its frame. I was sure she was just standing there totally silent. I carried on reading and wanking getting very excited knowing she was just outside. I decided to maintain the fiction that I was unaware of her presence. I put more lubricant on my cock and continued feeling extremely tense with the tension and my sheer excitement at the thought she was watching me.
I decided to let go and just come for her and myself. I let out a quiet groan of pleasure and release as I came over my stomach and chest and just wilted back into the pillows, but very conscious of Mum outside. I heard her deftly move back to her room.
Putting my light out I was aware that she had moved about in the dark of her room. The benefits of doors ajar were becoming deliciously apparent. I lay still listening intently. After about ten minutes I heard small moans emanating from her bedroom, as she began to play with herself. No I would not do as she did and try get up to peak. Listening from my own bed was very adequate and helped maintain the fiction. Soon a small heave in her voice, I realised she was really getting in to it and I imagined her wanking over what she had just seen. My cock began to stir again. Deep and heavy breathing and sudden ohs and ahs and I knew she had come too. Being in the old family home was having its distinct benefits. I was looking forward to how my renewed acquaintance would unfold.
Next morning I was up and away before Mum needed to rise. Probably a good thing as I was not sure how we would have handled it.
Mum arrived home before me in the evening and we fell into a routine that was cosy and comfortable. She had got dinner ready, but before we ate we usually chewed over our days with a bottle of red wine. Part of the routine was her being comfortable on the settee with her shoes off but raised legs at the knees giving me a sight of her flesh just above her stockings. I could not work out whether it was intentional or not, but it certainly got my cock stirring sufficient for me to cross my legs to disguise my emerging hardon. Sometimes her face was hidden by a newspaper giving me easy viewing. On such occasions she had more thigh exposed. I was beginning to realise it was intended for my benefit. She was feeling better in herself I was sure.
After supper I decided to get out on my own for awhile and went to one of my old haunts, a private porn cinema club. It had a large screen in two rooms with about 30 sets in five rows rising from the front to the back with aisles down both sides. Whilst the films were all het, there was a lively gay scene that tended to congregate at the back of each room. One of the rooms had a wide aisle at the back where it was possible to enjoy the gay scene standing up.
I recalled the old days when a woman would come in with a man, taking seats near the front. Usually the couple came for some fun either with each other whilst getting off on the films or letting guys play with the woman. The golden rule was that the couple would determine what happened. Any man who pushed it or overstepped the mark would be quietly told to back off –the concern being that it could ruin possibilities for all.
No women appeared that evening and I just got more and more randy watching the films wandering from one screen to the other in hope.
When I got home it was quiet and Mum had gone to bed already. I did too and fell into a deep sleep slightly tipsy as well. As usual I woke after about three hours feeling very horny from the evening’s events and decided to read and wank. Sure enough after about twenty minutes I heard a silent shuffle as Mum took up her position in the hall outside my room. My cock was above the sheet, well lubricated and stroked by me. I decided to prolong the stroking before coming. After awhile I heard the softest sound from Mum as she seemed to be looking after herself. I was dying to take a look but bided my time. Suddenly I heard the merest whimper and breathing as I heard Mum coming. How she managed to control her come and breathing I could not imagine, but she went back to her bedroom immediately after.
I put out my light soon after and lay back luxuriating in the shared sex we had experienced without overt knowledge on either’s part. When I let go and came I did not remain very silent and let the spunk spurt over my stomach and chest with a whoosh in my voice conveying to Mum that I was not unaware of what was going on. Something had to happen soon.
Shortly afterwards I had an afternoon free and decided to go back home to play online with Mum at work. On my way in to the flat I noticed that the curtains in Mum’s bedroom were closed. That’s odd she usually is meticulous about opening curtains before going to work. I let myself in very quietly and noticed that her coat was hanging up and her bedroom door was ajar with a bedside light on. I kept very quiet making no noise and went first to my bedroom. I noticed that my top draw was slightly open and went to look. I quickly realised that some of my stories were missing and the ones missing were the incest stories. Well, well well. Should I creep out of the flat or what?
I decided that I would try to look through the crack in the door. I could feel an erection coming on in anticipation.
Going silently to her bedroom door, I saw Mum lying in bed with a negligee lifted above her chest with one hand holding the story whilst her other hand was busily occupied in her cunt masturbating to my stories. She was totally preoccupied wanking to the stories unaware of my presence, moving her free hand deftly between her nipples and her clit. I had not seen her nipples ever before or indeed her breasts which had the effect of 50 plus years on her and were droopy but still full and made me harder just viewing them. Her nipples were surrounded by large areolas, but the startling thing were her nipples themselves stuck out about ž of an inch in sheer stiffness. They were obviously very sensitive as she was spending as much time on them as on her clit. Her nipples were shiny too from her wet cunt.
Pushing the sheet down more I felt my cock really harden as she revealed wearing her suspender belt and stockings showing off the delicious white of her upper thighs near her fast moving hand.
Getting out my cock I started to wank wishing I had my lubricant (I tended not to get much precum ever). Soon I was close. Suddenly Mum plunged her hand in her cunt deep to wet herself more and I could hear her murmuring.
“Yes, fuck its gorgeous, yes fuck him, oh god I wish I was fucking doing it. Yes, yes oh god I’m coming yes oh yes oh fuck yesssss.”
Just as she came I shot my load down her bedroom door and on the hall carpet without making a noise. Zipping up I left the flat as quietly as I had arrived even though I wanted at that moment to confront her and fuck her. I decided not to wait to see what she might do after her lovely cum. I needed a drink to take in what had just happened retiring to the pub, recognising some of the regulars who would have no doubt been delighted to have been in my place to have watched her.
Will she have seen the evidence on the door of my presence? I did wonder but hell I would just play it by ear when I went home. I also knew that she had chosen the incest, mum/son stories, the only ones I had printed off recently. No doubt about it. Yes she was getting off on my favourite stories as I often thought of her when reading them myself. The dirty fucker, she’s just like me and then I recalled her cum comment about wishing it was her. Then I knew it – she must be fantasying about me. I just wanted to believe it.
On my return home, I found her in the kitchen humming away happily with a glass of wine getting the supper ready. She cheerfully greeted me giving me a peck on the cheek. She was wearing a yellow blouse but I didn’t see the pronounced effect of a bra. Her tits did droop somewhat, but it didn’t prevent her nipples pressing against the blouse, though appearing not as stiff as this afternoon. Her skirt to just above her knees and stockings and low heels completed the picture.
“Good day son?”
“Yeh Mum, you too?”
“Fine thanks.”
After supper I changed into some loose elasticated trousers with no fly, a tea shirt and we carried on drinking, watching TV on the settee near each other and in good moods no doubt from the day!
“Can I put my feet up Ian?”
Not quite sure how she meant to do it, I replied, “Sure Mum, go ahead.”
To my surprise she kicked off her shoes and rested her stockinged feet on my lap.
“That’s better, thanks – hope you don’t mind.”
“Not at all Mum.” We both continued to consume the wine and it felt very relaxed together.
“Do us a favour Ian, my feet are really tired from standing all day. Would you like to rub them a little for me?”
I had done this many years before with Dad around when I was about ten.
As I began on her small toes, stroking softly between them Mum recalled:
“Do you remember the last time you did this for me Ian with Dad and you both got a bit carried away? You saw a small hole and ladder in the ankle of my stocking and you stuck your finger in it and made it worse. I was slightly irritated but Dad just laughed, so you carried on pulling on the ladder. Dad joined in and began to pull the stockings to pieces. I think Dad and I had been drinking and I lost my irritation and smiled too as you both went to work ripping them apart.”
I did remember very clearly. I think it was one of those early experiences when I realised something was happening that was not just the surface but happily played along. I noticed mum giving Dad a look in the eye, which he picked up on.
“I remember well Mum, but also Dad saying, “its time for bed son” and you Mum agreeing whilst still laughing at the disarray of your stockings in pieces around your ankles.”
“Well it was getting a bit naughty Ian and you were a bit young then. Did you realise what was happening Ian?”
“Not then Mum but later I did.”
She smiled and then said, “I do like what you’re doing now though.” I had just almost completed stroking her other foot.
“Would you like to do my legs too Ian”
“My pleasure Mum.” I continued stroking her toes and right ankle as she took another sip of wine. With my other hand I began to move up her right calf, getting off just having the feel of the dark brown nylon sliding under my hand. I sensed my cock hardening against my loose pants that I had changed into on returning from the pub. I had no underpants so there was little restraint on my slow erection. It was however, not yet noticeable.
Reaching her right knee I started on her other leg working up from the ankle. I now used both hands to surround her calf being very firm against her flesh covered in the delectable nylon. She had just closed her eyes whilst taking the remaining swig of the wine, placing the empty glass on the shelf nearby. Lifting her knee very slightly, I could see a glimpse of her thigh above the stocking line.
What should I do? I continued to stroke her just above her knee but below the stocking line adjoining her thigh without actually seeing what I was doing but knew I was risking rebuff. So I continued stroking with both hands now above her knee and on the edge of her stockings. It was electric.
With her eyes still closed she suddenly announced.
“I got my foot wet this afternoon in the hallway.”
“Oh did you?” as I paused on her thighs.
“On my door too.”
“What was it then?”
“Your sperm.”
So this is how it was to go was it.
“That’s right it was.”
“Was what?”
“My sperm Mum.” She opened her eyes. I was silent for a moment. That must be the all clear. I moved my hands onto clear luscious flesh up her legs toward her panties. Shock and delight as I detected no panties. Continuing to explore I found the edge of her cunt totally wet and slipped my finger in and explored.
“Yes that’s what I want you you bastard teasing me all this time with your dirty nighttime wanking making me ache for your cock ever since you came back here. You bastard I am so angry with your teasing me these last three weeks. Now at last I’ve got you nearly where I want you. Oh good get your fingers up my cunt and onto my clit just like that, just like that, right there oh good, yes, don’t stop you bastard, don’t oh god yes that’s it I’m coming yes harder, harder. Fuck you Ian that’s right oh oh oh yes so good so good.
Her screams were from the pit of her stomach. She really let go. I pressed her feet against my cock to let her know where I was as she calmed down.
“Did you like it this afternoon Ian?”
“Wonderful, I couldn’t help myself when I shot my load. I nearly came in but was not sure of your reaction.”
“I’m not sure how I would have been, but I just heard the door shut. I wasn’t sure whether you were coming in or going out. So I looked out the window and saw you had gone. I tell you I was shocked to have been caught like that. I took a deep breath and went to the bathroom. That’s when I trod the wet carpet. I looked down and saw the liquid on the carpet, not sure what it was. Using my finger I scraped the carpet and then saw the door also spattered. Then I knew it would be alright.”
“What did you do with your finger?” I cheekily asked.
“What do you think?” blushing slightly at my remark. It did not need an answer. I just took my fingers from her cunt and stroked them over her lips. I put my fingers back in her cunt for another sticky load and put them in my mouth to taste and smell her cunt juices. She just glowed at the sight of me doing it.
“Oh Ian you’ve such a filthy mind haven’t you.”
“I need a drink Mum.”
“Me to Ian, but what about you?”
“No hurry eh”
“No Ian, no hurry at all. We can just enjoy getting to know each other.”
I refilled our glasses and sat back nurturing my cock slowly outside the trousers.
“Let me do that Ian” Mum put her legs up on my lap and started to rub her foot alongside my cock, returning my erection to its full length.
“Ian I want to watch you wanking. I’ve had enough doing it secretly”
“Why don’t we both wank Mum and talk about watching each other doing it in the night while we do it”
Mum lifted up her skirt, opened her thighs and let me see her lovely cunt openly for the first time. She opened her cunt lips for me to get a deep purple view at the same time stroking her juices round her folds enjoying getting me fully roused again.
“I’m going to want you in here Ian, your tongue and that lovely cock youre stroking. Your very close aren’t you. Will you have another load this evening? I hope so. Yes you will I can see your not like your Dad latterly. When he came that was it for the night. So I would wank myself to sleep after his fucking me.
“Mum you were sure this would happen tonight weren’t you?”
“Why”
“Cos you left your panties off and your bra.” She nodded.
“I loved seeing your tits this afternoon too. Get them out for me now.”
“Ian, I’m not very proud of them, there all floppy now.”
“I love them and those gorgeous long nipples.” Slowly she undid the blouse and displayed them to me rather embarrassed. “Dont be ashamed Mum, youre not 20 any more and its natural. And from what I saw this afternoon they still work and get you very excited. God Mum I don’t think I can hold back any more, your tits are so inviting.”
Mum responded by teasing her nipples very hard so they were at their fullest length exciting herself further, and rousing me to a pitch.
With that I got up from the settee and stood over her and shot my load on to her tits and her face. Mum rubbed her clit very fast and came at the same time. I fell onto her and we kissed for the first time as mutual sexual beings. Falling back on to the settee, I watched as she took her fingers to my spent sperm and slipped them into her mouth to swallow me.

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So after my first story which was a relative success I dicided to write another one, this time fiction. It’s got the same kind of story-telling style. I wrote it kind of quickly, I think realism might be taking a bit of a hit here, but that’s not really what you guys come here for, is it haha. Enjoy!