Practically Invisible
I wrote this because I wanted lots of anal. If you don’t like the amount of anal, oh well.
I wrote this because I wanted lots of anal. If you don’t like the amount of anal, oh well.
This is a sex story, if you are under 18 leave now!
AJ’s new love have a very vengeful Husband
Hi this is Stacy and I want to tell you a story. My life was pretty boring for the most part until I turned 17. That’s when I discovered that my brother had been spying on me. You see the way our house was made my brother’s closet shared one wall with mine. We lived upstairs in a nice big house, and both my brother and I had walk-in closets and our own bathrooms.
One day I was searching for something to wear when I noticed a tiny hole in the back wall. I got down and looked through the hole and got a perfect picture of my older brother’s bed. Corey was two years older than me so he was nineteen, and I figured out pretty quickly that he had been spying on me. Mom should have made him stay in the dorms at city college!
We had just moved in to a brand new house, and the only thing that hadn’t been done was our shared wall in our closets. Corey’s side didn’t have sheet rock on it and that’s why he could see in. The hole was right in between the boards of his wall.
I was pretty embarrassed because he had a perfect view of my bed, and I knew that he had probably seen me masturbating if my closet door was open. You see once I discovered how good it felt to rub my pussy…..I did it almost every night back then. And I’d have bet money that Corey had seen me doing it for I don’t know how long.
At first I was pissed off, but then later when I thought about him watching me, it kind of turned me on teasing him, so I made a big production of letting him see me with my legs spread wide as I masturbated at night. I didn’t know if he was watching, but it turned me on to think he was watching as I rubbed my pussy until I’d cum.
After that I made it a habit to run around my room naked, hoping that it was driving him crazy. One night I thought I’d heard moaning as I fingered myself to another great orgasm. I kind of liked the new found power I had, and well the wall in the closet let me dictate what I wanted to share with my brother.
The very next day when I looked in the closet the tiny hole wasn’t there anymore. It had been cut out and was now a circle about 4 inches in diameter. The plug of sheetrock was in the hole, but had a screw through the middle of it. I grabbed the screw and pulled the plug out. I could see his room and bed plain as day. I put the plug back in and did my business getting ready for bed.
I made a fuss over my hair that night. I combed my long blonde locks, and admired my 96 pound body in the mirror before I turned out all the lights and got on my bed. I planned on giving my brother a good show and tease him because I was feeling pretty ornery. I masturbated like usual, and made a lot of noise and when I was done I was soaked.
When I went into my open closet and crawled in on my hands under the clothes, the big hole was open.
“Hey Corey,” I said, “Did you enjoy the show?” I asked him smirking to myself, “I know you’ve been spying on me.”
“Fuck Sis,” He replied, “You’re so fucking hot I can’t help it. You make my dick hurt from just looking at you naked!”
I got turned on by his comment and told him, “From now on this hole is a secret between just you and me. Don’t ever tell anyone or mention it to me…..about what happens when we meet up like this….okay?”
I could see his face through the big hole and he said, “Okay sis…and thanks!”
“You want to suck on my nipples?”
“Oh God yes! Would you let me……for REAL!”
I put my boob up to the hole and stuck it the tip through, I felt him playing with my nipple and then his warm mouth on it. I had to rub my pussy while he sucked on it. I pulled it back and his hand and arm came through the hole trying to touch me.
I let him feel my nipples and then stood up and pushed the hanging clothing away, and let his fingers explore my pussy. It felt really good when his fingers started rubbing up in my crack and I was so wet and getting so horn at how wrong the whole thing was that I went even further.
When I stopped I could hear him panting hard, “God I’m so hard I can’t stand it!” He whispered through the hole.
“Let me see” I asked.
All of a sudden his cock came through the hole, big and hard and even his balls were inside my closet hanging down over the edge. I’d never seen my brother’s penis before in real life and there it was….big and hard sticking up almost in my face.
I touched it and heard my brother moan from his room. I grabbed it…. and it was thick and warm in my hand. I’d sucked off a couple of my boyfriends at different times before but never my brother! It didn’t seem so wrong since I couldn’t see him and it was just me and of course his dick sticking in through the hole in my closet.
After licking it for a bit, I went further and took it into my mouth. The knob was slippery and warm and didn’t feel much different than any other I’d tasted. I started sucking on it, and could hear my brother groaning as I gave him a blow job.
In just a couple of minutes I got a big surprise as his cock began to spurt hot semen down my throat! He must have been really turned on, because it wasn’t just a big flow like I was used to.
I never realized that it could be so powerful, as blast after blast spurted out from the end of his cock. I just kept sucking and swallowing his cum and to tell you the truth…..I liked it….I liked it a lot!
“God sis!” Corey said, after he pulled his cock back out of the hole, “You blew my fucking mind!”
“Don’t say a word, or I’ll never do that again!”
“I won’t……I promise!” Corey said.
The hole got plugged and I went to bed with the taste of his semen in my mouth, even after brushing my teeth several times.
From then on every night at 10:30 he would put his cock through the hole and I would suck him off while playing with my twat. I was getting to the point of wanting to see what it would feel like in my pussy……so one night I decided to find out.
That night he put his hard cock through the hole and I started sucking it for him like usual. My pussy was so wet thinking about it inside of me, that I came from just sucking him and fingering my twat. I pushed his cock back out into his room.
“What the fuck?” I heard my brother say from his room.
“Shut up and wait a second!” I told him.
I turned around and put my pussy even with the hole with my butt flat against the wall. It only took a couple of seconds before I felt his fingers in me……exploring my wet vagina and then his knob at my opening, as I was bent over with my hands on the floor.
I could look up under me and see his cock under my pussy rubbing my wet slit as he tried to figure out how to put it in me through the hole.
He figured it out at last and pushed.
His knob slid inside of me and then I screamed when he drove it all the way up in me. It felt a lot bigger than what I’d had before and took me by surprise.
“Oh My GOD!” I was thinking, “My brother is fucking me!”
His cock felt so good as it slid in and out of my pussy. He kept fucking me and his thrust got harder and faster, and in just a short time I heard him groan and felt him cumming in my pussy.
I could feel his dick jerking as it spurt his cum all the way up in me. It felt warm and tingled and well it made me cum again it felt so good. When I felt it start to shrink I pulled off and grabbed it and sucked the fluids from the dripping end as he yelled and jerked around.
I put the plug back in the wall and went to bed with his cum still leaking out of me. I just laid there and rubbed his warm cum up and down on my hot clit until I came again. Thankful that mom had put me on birth control several years earlier. I thought about how that was the first time I was worried it wouldn’t work because it was my brother….but I also knew it wasn’t going to be the last if I could help it.
For the next year we kept the secret to ourselves.
Once or twice a week when we went to bed I looked forward to pulling the plug of sheetrock from my closet and either sucking my brother’s cock or letting him fuck me. Sometimes I’d do both if he was still hard. I moved my heavy dressing chair into the closet so I could lean over it when I had my butt against the wall and that was what gave it away.
It all ended one night when my mom came into my room late. It was 10:20 and my pussy was already wet thinking about my brother’s cock. Dad was out of town on a business trip and I guess my mom was horny.
I had on my robe and nothing else when she knocked softly and came in wearing her own robe.
“Hey mom,” I said, “What’s up?”
“I just wanted to tell you good night baby,” She said, and I could tell she had been drinking.
Mom gave me a more than natural long hug, “You’re such a beautiful girl.”
Mom looked just like me, blonde and thin. She had bigger boobs than I did but she was pretty hot for her age. She had me when she was 17 and lots of times people thought we were sisters.
“I know about your secret little gloryhole,” She told me.
I froze not knowing what she meant exactly…..what the fuck was a gloryhole? I wondered.
“Gloryhole?” I asked.
“You know that little hole in your closet, you keep covered up with that long dress of yours.”
I turned red and stuttered, “What hole?”
“Oh come on,” Mom said, and drug me to my closet after flipping off all my lights.
She slid my clothes out of the way and pointed to the screw in the plug.
Mom put her finger to her lips like I should shush up and pulled the plug out. In just a few seconds my brother stuck his hard cock through and it stood there with his balls hanging down my sheetrock.
I freaked out when she took a hold of it and then kissed the end of my brother’s cock!
She started sucking his dick and obviously enjoying it. After a while she stopped and pointed at me and mouthed the words, “Your Turn.”
I didn’t know what to think, but I obeyed her, and got down on my knees and took over sucking my brother’s dick like I had a million times before.
The crazy thing was the look in my mom’s eyes as she watched. She untied my belt of my robe, and suddenly her warm fingers were rubbing my pussy as I sucked Corey’s hard cock!
I was so freaked out, especially when her fingers slid up in my pussy. I just kept sucking Corey’s dick as mom rubbed my pussy for me! God she was finger fucking me, that made me suck Corey’s cock even harder.
Mom pushed me aside and took over again. She started sucking Corey’s dick like she loved it. Her head bobbed up and down as she held his balls. She untied her robe and got naked in front of me as she gave my unknowing brother more head.
Mom grabbed my hand and put it on her pussy and started rubbing herself with it. I got the message and rubbed her pussy as she sucked off my brother. She grabbed his shaft and jacked it up and down fast and hard.
I could tell she was getting his load as he slammed his body against the wall. She sucked him dry and then pulled off, and kissed me. I was freaked out especially when her tongue and all of my brother’s hot cum poured into my mouth.
I was on my knees with my legs apart and my mom’s hand was rubbing my pussy as we kissed and shared my brother’s load. Then she tweaked my nipples hard, bending down and sucking them so hard I thought I’d have hickeys on each nipple.
“Get him hard again,” Mom whispered in my ear when she stopped kissing me, “I want to fuck him.”
I felt like I was in some kind of crazy dream but I did what she wanted, and grabbed my brother’s cock that was semi-hard and started sucking it as mom started rubbing my pussy and sucking on one of my nipples again.
It didn’t take long for my brother’s dick to get big and hard again. When it was full size mom got up and put her rear towards it. She reached down and guided it into her, and then groaned as she pushed all the way down until her butt was on the wall.
“Come kiss me baby,” She whispered to me, as the wall began to make thumping sounds as my brother started fucking her pussy without knowing it was mom.
I kissed her as she was bent over and taking cock from the back. I grabbed her tits and held them as she tongued my mouth. I could hear her pussy making wet slurping noises as my brother slammed his cock in and out of her.
“Oh God,” She moaned, “You’re brother has a nice cock!” She whispered.
“I know.”
“Fuck…yessssss!,” Mom said, and then sucked my tongue into her mouth and started bucking her hips and pussy back on Corey’s cock.
Mom started humming into my mouth and I could tell she was Cumming…. as I rubbed her big boobs and heard my brother groaning as he shot his load into her.
Mom pulled off his dick and sat back down with her back to the wall with the hole in it. My brother’s cock was all creamy and wet with cum as it pulled back and disappeared.
“Oh My God Sis!” Corey whispered through the hole, “Your pussy was so hot and wet tonight….Thanks!”
“You’re welcome,” I told him and put the plug back before he looked in and saw mom.
Mom was still breathing hard and her nipples were big hard points as she grinned at me, “Don’t tell anyone not even Corey.”
“I won’t,” I told her as we got up and went back into my room.
Mom went into my bathroom and I followed her still in shock. She flushed the toilet and then got a washcloth and started washing her pussy at my sink while I used the stool.
“Wow you’re brother really can fill a girl up!” Mom said, as she wiped her blonde pubes clean.
I got up and flushed giving her the “Look!”
Mom saw it and said, “Oh don’t give me that look, you’ve been doing the same thing.”
She had me there, and I softened up and washed my hands. Looking in the mirror at mom naked was almost looking at my own body, except she had bigger boobs. Mom was an inch taller than me and probably weighed 10-15 pounds more.
Mom rinsed out the washcloth and sat it on the edge of the sink, “There all nice and fresh again!” She said, “You didn’t know your old mom was such a slut did you?”
I spit out my toothpaste and started laughing, “You sure surprised me!” I told her.
“Hey I might be old but I still get really, really horny,” Mom told me admiring her looks in the mirror, “I bet you will too if you’re like me at your age.”
I wiped my face, “Yeah…..I can’t deny it mom.”
“Sorry I took all the fun away,” She said and came over with her robe still open and put her hands inside of my open robe and on my hips.
“You’re such a beautiful girl……growing up so sexy and hot looking!”
Mom pulled me to her and that was the first time I’d ever hugged a naked woman before. She pressed her warm flat tummy to mine and our boobs got mashed together. Her nipples were still hard and I could feel them pressing into me. Her body was so warm and smooth and it felt really nice.
“Since I stole all the fun I’ll make it up to you.” Mom said and kissed me on the mouth as her hands sunk down behind me and squeezed my ass cheeks hard.
I just couldn’t believe mom was kissing me and pulling my crotch to hers! I could feel her pubes and I let her stick her tongue in my mouth. I just closed my eyes and in a few seconds I started to enjoy it and kissed her back.
Mom broke the kiss, “You’re getting me turned on baby,” She whispered, “Have you ever had your pussy eaten by a woman before?”
“No,” I told her and the idea of it made me start getting wet again.
“Come on,” Mom said and took me by the hand to my bed.
She put a pillow under my ass and told me to spread my legs apart, “You just lay back and enjoy this.”
I jumped when her mouth kissed my pussy and then I felt her tongue starting to scoop slowly up my slit and then back down again. Slowly up and then she’d suck the whole flap over my clit into her mouth and fuck it with her lips tightly around it.
“Mmmm you taste so good!” Mom whispered and then started licking and sucking me again….nice and slow, “It’s so creamy and wet.”
I looked down between my legs as mom’s tongue scooped up my slit. It was covered in milky white cream from my pussy.
I felt the slow burn of an orgasm approaching as she ate me. Mom was sucking my pussy and I was really enjoying it! She put two fingers up inside my vagina and started finger fucking me as her tongue flicked rapidly on my clit.
Oh God!…… I came so hard…. but she just sucked my clit harder as my hips started bucking up and down. Then suddenly she was on top of me and putting her pussy on my lips. I licked it and even though it sort of tasted like my brother’s cum. I found that it was fun to make her squirm like she kept making me do.
We made each other cum several times before we stopped with our faces and pussies soaking wet.
Mom thanked me for everything and left for her own room. I washed up again and collapsed in bed thinking about how I had fucked both my mom and brother in the same night.
We never talked about it that next week, and mom acted like nothing had happened and so did I. I wasn’t going to let out our little secret and I hoped she wouldn’t either.
A few weeks later mom found me alone and wanted to talk about something.
“Hey your brother is staying over at a friend’s house Friday,” She said, “Do you think you could stay at a friend’s house too?”
“Why?” I asked.
“Your dad’s having some friends over and I said I’d provide the entertainment.”
“I can stay in my room,” I told her, “I won’t bother them.”
“Well…..mmmmmm, I was kind of hoping to borrow your room.”
Then it hit me that my mom was going to suck off my dad’s friends!
“I want to help!” I told her, “No one can tell us apart……please!”
Mom looked thoughtful for a minute, “You sure about that?”
I was tired of sucking and fucking my brother all the time, and wanted to try something new.
“Yeah…mom……I really want to.”
Mom got a devilish grin, “Okay it might be fun….you and me together doing something like that.”
“Did I ever tell you that I made a couple of porn movies,” She asked.
“God no!” I told her, “Really?”
“Yeah, when your dad got me pregnant we needed the money so we both did.”
“Wow, you mean I’m the daughter of a couple of porn stars?”
“I wouldn’t say we were stars, the movies fizzled out pretty fast and I doubt any of them are still out there after all these years.”
That freaked me out but I didn’t have time to think about it cause Mom wanted to make plans.
We made plans where I would drive my car a block away and walk back. Mom would sneak me in while the guys were downstairs. It was so wild it made me horny all the rest of that week waiting for Friday to show up.
The plan worked like a charm, and when I got to my room mom had left a small cooler full of beer for me!
I started drinking and getting hornier by the minute wondering what my dad’s friend’s cocks would be like. At midnight mom came in and locked my door behind her. She was pretty drunk and so was I as we turned off all the lights and got naked. We got in the closet and waited by the hole in the wall.
Pretty soon I heard a bunch of noisy men tromping up the stairs whooping and hollering about something. They went into my brother’s room and in a few more minutes a big cock and balls were pushed through the hole and mom went to work on it.
We had a little night light partially blocked so they would have a hard time seeing us if they looked through the hole. It was enough for me to see my first uncut cock. It looked as big as Corey’s and when mom stroked it the big knob was revealed. It was a bit bigger and fatter than my brothers and looked….well older.
Mom started sucking on it and looked like she was really enjoying it. It got bigger and harder as she did. Mom would stop once in a while and tease the big pair of balls with her tongue or rub the knob on her nipple…..and then go back to sucking and stroking it hard.
I heard a muffled moan, and watched mom’s throat moving up and down as she swallowed the load she was getting. She sucked and milked it until it was dry and then sat back against the wall wiping the cum from her chin up into her mouth with a finger.
Just then another cock pushed through the hole and it was already hard and ready. Mom pointed to me and then the big dick. I got the idea that it was my turn…. so I grabbed it and tried to do like I had seen my mom doing.
It tasted different than Corey’s and felt a little thicker and longer in my mouth. I tried to see how far down my throat I could take it and got almost all of it. I felt good when I heard a voice yelling, “OH FUCK!” from the next room.
It was starting to throb and the man who was driving it began to pump it as I sucked his knob hard. This time I could tell he was about to blow, but I wasn’t prepared at how much cum he gave me. It seemed like it would never stop! I locked my lips behind the rim of his knob and sucked it just as hard as I could.
“UNH UNHOOOOOHHH FUCK!” came from the next room.
It was twice the load my brother ever gave me but I swallowed almost every drop. Some dribbled out of my mouth and onto my boobs but I guess whoever it was loved it because I kept hearing him yelling as he shot his load down my throat.
Mom was waiting for the next cock when it came into our private little closet. I tried to learn from her by watching as this time she ran her tongue up and down the long shaft. Then she actually sucked the man’s balls into her mouth and I heard him groan. She rubbed her thumb back and forth on the opening in his penis and sucked on his shaft from the side.
I drank half a beer to get the big lump of cum washed down that seemed stuck in my throat. It went down and I felt better as mom started humming loudly on the strange knob, massaging the big balls and then taking the load easily as more groaning came through the wall.
I was thinking the whole time this must be what it’s like to make a porn movie, but it turned out it wasn’t anything like this. But that’s later in the story so hold on.
Mom leaned over and we kissed as she rubbed my boob and I rubbed her pussy that was very wet.
Another cock appeared and I knew it was my turn again. I sucked my first pair of balls into my mouth one at a time like mom had shown me. It felt weird but the owner tapped on the wall and yelled, “FUCK YEAH! Suck my fucking nuts!”
I massaged his bag that was now a hard ball in my hand, and bobbed my head back and forth on his knob fast. I was sucking it as hard as I could when I heard him yell and his dick started shooting big long spurts of cum into the back of my throat.
I swallowed the warm thick gravy and kept sucking him until it stopped. Then I milked his shrinking shaft until a big drop of cum appeared at the tip. And then sucked it off and then wiped my chin like mom had.
She gave me a look, and it was one of like how proud she was that I was learning how to suck dicks like she could…. without even breaking a sweat.
This time mom got up and put her butt against the wall, her pussy right in the middle of the hole and leaned down over the bench. I got up and gave her a kiss as she took the next cock up her twat.
“Oh FUCK that’s a hot little pussy!” I heard someone yell, as he began to fuck my mom through the hole in the wall.
Mom winked at me and started to pump her body back on it in short little pumps. Her eyes closed and I could tell she loved the strange cock in her pussy. I played with her nipples as she began to moan with her mouth closed.
It wasn’t long before I heard loud groans, and Mom’s eyes snapped open as she took the stranger’s load up her cunt.
“Oh God……I love it when they cum in me!” She grunted, and pumped her pussy against the wall getting every last drop of the strangers cum.
She got down on the floor again as the creamy cock disappeared from view. She had her legs apart sitting on her heals and knees, rubbing her crack and coming up with cum and licking it off her fingers. She offered me some and I sucked it off her fingers while waiting for another cock.
I was having the time of my life! Mom was so nasty and I wanted to be just like her.
The next cock to show up was fucking huge! It wasn’t hard, and hung down way past the big set of balls. Mom whispered that it was for me.
I wasn’t sure what to do with it because it was so fat and long. I just picked it up and put the knob in my mouth and felt it starting to grow. I sucked it and stroked it until it was almost hard and then decided to see what it would feel like in my pussy.
I turned around and guided it to my opening and pushed….the big knob popped inside of me and I kept moving back slowly taking more of it, until my butt was against the wall.
Mom was in front of me, like a cheer leader whispering.
“How’s that nice big cock feel?”
“Oh Fuck!” Was all I could say as it started to slowly fuck me, causing some pain as it stretched me wide and deep.
I could feel it getting longer and harder as it began to slowly fuck me. I had to bite my lip as mom pushed my shoulders backwards keeping my ass flat against the wall. It kept growing longer and I could feel the huge knob deep in my pussy…further than anything I’d ever felt before.
It was sliding back all the way until I felt like the big knob would pop out of my pussy, and then slowly drive back in. It was stretching me wider and deeper than anything I’d ever felt before. Mom was pinching my nipples and kissing me hotly as I took it.
“That’s your daddy’s cock,” She whispered in my ear.
I tried to bolt…. but she kept me pushed back by the shoulders, “Don’t worry, he doesn’t know who you are. Just enjoy it baby girl…..like I have for years.”
I couldn’t believe it! My dad was fucking me through a hole in the wall! It was so wrong and such a turn on that I came twice before he did.
After I came the second time, my pussy just went nuts and started contracting on his huge fucking cock buried deep in me. I think it would have hit the end if it wasn’t for the wall between us. It was pulling back slow and then driving hard and deep back in, getting faster and faster.
All of a sudden I heard a loud grunt that sounded like my dad’s voice and I felt his huge knob go all the way up in me as it started to squirt in quick blast. I felt his semen splashing against my cervix and it made me cum one last time. It finally stopped and I moved forward letting it pop out of my dripping pussy.
The big cock was hanging there all cummy and dripping from the end. I grabbed it and started sucking it as mom got on her back under me with her head on the floor between my legs and started sucking on my dripping pussy. I could feel her drawing out the cum in me and it was making me crazy!
She sucked dads cum right out of my twat!
Another dick replaced my dad’s and I sucked the hell out of it until I made him cum. I came again, but mom just kept sucking on my twat.
Finally I sat down on the carpet as mom got up and put her pussy up to the hole again.
She was panting hard and whispering, “Cum baby…..cum in my fucking cunt!” As a cock slid up in her from the hole in the wall.
I reached under her and rubbed her clit hard, and she let out a stifled moan, and started Cumming. When she was done her pussy dripped cum as we closed the plug and headed for the bathroom.
It was the craziest and most fun I’d ever had! I’ll never forget that night as long as I live. Just writing about it has me wet and I need to masturbate before I finish this story.
Okay I’m back with the rest of the story. I’m sitting here in my room naked and my pussy is still tingling and its wet again, as I think about what happened a couple of weeks later.
It was a Monday morning and I was running late for school. Mom had kissed me goodbye, and I’d heard my brother’s car start up and drive away. Daddy was still home because he was leaving on another business trip in a few hours.
When I finished my shower I went in my closet to pick out what I was going to wear. I didn’t have anything at all on yet, and it took a while before I figured out what to wear to school. I was about to take my clothes and leave the closet when I noticed the plug from my little gloryhole lying on the floor.
At first I was startled and stood there looking down wondering why it had fallen out. I got down on my knees and was about to put it back in place, when a huge hard cock poked through the hole. I recognized it immediately from that night mom and I had some fun with dad’s friends. It had to be my daddy’s dick. He was the only one home, and he must have been spying on me as I ran around the closet naked.
At first I just sat there staring at it.
It waved back and forth, swollen, fat, and long! The motion snapped me out of it, so I reached for it and felt how hard and thick the shaft was. I stroked it a couple of times and then……..like I was on auto-pilot kissed the warm knob. It was warm and soft and looked bigger than the last time I’d seen it. I guess all the beer I drank that one night sort of fogged my brain but God it was huge!
Have you ever peeled a hard-boiled egg and stuffed it all the way into your mouth at once? That’s what dad’s knob felt like in my mouth, except it was warm and seeping his juice when I took him in my mouth. No wonder he did some more movies I was thinking as I tried to take more of it.
I liked the taste of his cock it felt so good in my mouth! I took my time and enjoyed it, running my tongue all over his big shaft and balls. I held my left boob and rubbed my nipple on the opening of his penis. I heard him groan from that, and it turned me on that I was making him groan.
My pussy felt like it was on fire as I put both hands on his big shaft and pumped it up and down with his huge knob almost gagging me.
I could hear him moaning and groaning so I went even faster, sucking his big knob with all I had. All of a sudden a huge blast of cum started shooting from his egg shaped knob and I had to swallow as fast as I could while he yelled out loud in the next room and pounded on the wall.
Have I mentioned how much I like the taste of cum? Well I do…. and there is nothing better than having a cock squirting in your mouth. I love it!
My pussy is so wet right now writing about what happened, I might have to finish this later.
I sucked his cock as it began to shrink and I was so horny that I didn’t stop. I wanted to make it hard again and put it in my pussy. I wasn’t having much luck, it kept getting softer until I stood up and rubbed the big knob up and down my wet slit.
That did the trick, and I felt the shaft start getting stiff again. I kept rubbing the knob in between my pussy lips until the shaft was too big and hard to bend it down that far. I turned around and guided the end to my pussy and started backing up on it.
I pushed against the big knob really hard and then it just popped in me all at once. The penetration made me cum and I let out a huge yell and pushed back more and more until my butt touched the wall.
Leaning down over my dressing bench on my forearms I just kept my rear tight against the wall. My legs were shaking from my orgasm and I felt so stuffed that I was afraid to move. I didn’t have to because the big cock began to slide in and out of me.
My pussy was full of Daddy’s big old cock, and juice was dripping down the inside of my thighs as he fucked me. I was yelling out loud because I was so turned on, and I came at least three times before I felt his cock spurting deep inside of me.
As much as I love to swallow cum, it doesn’t compare to how good getting cummed in feels!
It actually feels warm and I love the feeling of each burst when it squirts in me. After he pulled out of me I had to run for the bathroom because I was dripping all over the floor.
I ended up taking another shower and then ran down stairs because I was going to be late for school. I was surprised to see dad sitting at the table drinking coffee and reading the paper like nothing had happened!
I saw his suitcase sitting by the front door and said, “You leaving soon?”
“Yeah, in an hour,” He smiled, “You better give me a kiss goodbye, and get to school before you’re late.”
I was feeling confused and started wondering if it had really been his dick sticking through the hole in my closet?
Dad stood up and opened his arms, “Give me hug baby.”
I went over to him and he gave me a huge hard hug and I could feel the bulge in his pants. It was soft but it wasn’t small and I knew it had been him. I guessed that the rules of not talking about anything were being kept by him, my brother, and my mom.
He kissed me, a disappointing peck on the lips after what we had just done.
“I’m going to think about you every day,” He told me, “I’m looking forward to seeing you when I get back.”
“Love you!” I told him, and left him standing there smiling and waving goodbye.
On the way to school I kept thinking about how to break the stupid rules that I’d made up. I wanted more than just a hole in the wall…..I wanted a lot more!
It turned out that Mom actually broke the rules first, but that’s another story.
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i wrote this on a more light hearted note but still good sex also while writing this i was listening to feel so close to you by calvin harris
Dad catches son crossdressing and uses him for his pleasure
This story is fictional!
For some reason, I can’t stop fantasising about fucking my mother-in-law’s brains out lately. Here is one of my fantasies involving her. I hope you enjoy. Feedback welcome as always.
“What are you doin here?” I looked at my mother incredulously as though I had never seen her before. I hadn’t really seen her in almost a week or more. She was sitting on the couch with a very stern expression on her face. I just stood there unable to really believe that she was sitting there. I hadn’t seen her car in the driveway or anywhere along the street – but at the same time, I really hadn’t been looking.
“This is my house, Brandon. I live here.” My mother said angrily. She looked over at Chris, the bitter look on her face only worsened. “And who are you?”
“Chris. ” For a moment, my mother didn’t say anything. And then she finally said very delicately while trying to keep a calm expression: “It’s nice to meet you Chris.. but now is not the best time for you to be here. I need to talk to Brandon alone.” My stomach was twisting in all kinds of knots and I could feel myself slowly becoming numb all over. Chris took a step backward, away from me, in the direction of the door.
“Alright,” he said politely. To me Chris said, “I’ll see you tomorrow, B.”
I didn’t answer, I just watched, angry and disappointed as Chris walked out of the door. A few minutes later, I heard the sound of his engine starting and I heard him drive away down the street. At that moment, I felt really alone.
“Sit.” my mother said, her voice sounding very cold.
Reluctantly, I sauntered over to the chair across from the couch where my mother sat. Her eyes were still had that ferocity in them that made me nervous. After about a two minute lapse of silence, my mother said, “I got a call from your Spanish teacher, Ms. Navarro just a few minutes before you came home. She told me that you were caught copying off someone else’s exam.”
It felt like my chest was caving in and I couldn’t breathe. I hadn’t expected Ms. Navarro to call my home that soon, and I sure as hell didn’t expect my mother to be here to answer the phone. “She told me you were cheating off a boy named Christopher Green,” my mother continued. “That wouldn’t happen to be the name of the boy who just left here would it?”
Looking down at my shoes I replied, “Yes.”
“Since when do you cheat on tests, Brandon?”
“I…” I didn’t know what to say at all.
“This woman told me some other things involving you and this boy that really has me concerned,” my mother said. “You never told me that you’ve been having detention for practically the last three weeks. Your teacher told me you were suspended for three days for having sex in the classroom with this boy. What’s that about Brandon? Tell me, because I’m not really understanding why you’re having sex at school with a boy I didn’t even know existed until ten seconds ago.”
I still didn’t know what to say. “I don’t know.”
“Well you need to know quick, Brandon Newman. I’m very upset with you. Your teacher told me that both you and this boy should’ve been expelled by now. The only reason why you haven’t been is because you’re a good student. Brandon, send you to school so that you can get detention and get expelled. The only two things I’ve ever asked you to do, is be a good student and take care of the house when I’m not here. I trusted you to be responsible, to make good decisions and you’re not doing any of those things. How many times has that boy been over here?”
“I don’t know…a lot.”
My mother sighed deeply. “Your teacher says you have a week of detention starting tomorrow. If I were you, I would do whatever is that I needed to do so that you don’t have to do that detention. I don’t care whose ass you have to kiss to get out of it, but I want you to be here tomorrow afternoon before six o clock. Hopefully I’m making myself clear.”
“Sure,” I answered bored. I got up and started to go to my room.
“And I don’t want you being around that boy anymore.” It was just like she had just stabbed me in the stomach with a rusty knife or something.
“What?” I asked, obviously shocked.
“You heard what I said. That boy is causing you a lot of harm, and I don’t want him getting you into anymore trouble. Stay away from him, Brandon.”
“He’s my boyfriend.” I said defiantly. “I’ll see him whenever I want.” Before my mother could respond, I rushed into my bedroom and slammed the door shut. I landed heavily on my bed and peered out my bedroom window. Tears were trying to force themselves to fall from my eyes, but I didn’t allow them to. I had learned how not to cry long time ago and I wasn’t going to cry now, especially not over this. I wasn’t going to cry ever.
Chris came to mind, and I recalled how that past Saturday, we had spent most of the time in my bed, talking, thinking, fucking…I wanted him with me at that moment, and I was mad as hell with my mother for making Chris leave. She was wrong, Chris wasn’t causing me any harm. He used to, long time ago, but not anymore. And who gives a fuck about what Ms. Navarro has to say anyway? She doesn’t know me and she doesn’t know Chris. I wasn’t going to allow her, my mother, or anyone else to fuck up what I had with Chris.
Around ten o clock, I decided to call Chris to see what he was doing. It took seven rings for him to answer.“Hello?” Chris said.
“Chris, it’s me, Brandon.”
There was a brief second when Chris was completely silent, and then he said, “Oh. Hey.” His voice kinda sounded robotic, and I was getting the idea that he really didn’t want to talk to me.
“What are you doin?” I asked.
“Nothin,” Chris answered. He sounded very uninterested.
“Sorry bout what happened with my mother.”
“It’s cool,” Chris said. There was an awkward silence that lasted about half a minute and then Chris told me, “Listen B, I’m bout to get off the phone right now. I’ll see you tomorrow.” There was something strange in the way he said ‘tomorrow’ as though he were not telling me the truth.
“Why do you sound like that?” I questioned.
“Sound like what?”
“Like you don’t wanna talk to me,” I said. “Is there somethin wrong with you?”
“I rather not talk about this shit right now, B. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“You keep sayin that. There is somethin wrong with you. Just tell me what it is.”
“Look,” Chris said, “I really gotta go now.” I was about to say something else but Chris clicked off before I could say anything. At first I really hadn’t believed that he hanged up on me like that. But then I heard the dial tone, and then later the mechanical voice of the telephone operator telling me to hang up the phone. My first thought was to call Chris right back and ask him what the fuck was wrong with him and why he was talking to me like I was really annoying him or something. But then I decided against it. If he was bothered, I didn’t want to bother him any more. So I just laid there in my bed, bored and alone.
Chris didn’t come to school the next day. I really hadn’t expected him to, especially from our phone conversation the previous night. When he didn’t show up to first period, I was hoping that he was just a little late and would be there in like fifteen minutes or somethin. But then the whole period went by and he didn’t show up. The same thing happened in second period. There was just a empty desk right across from me where Chris usually sat.
During the fifteen minute break, I went into the large, dim-lit, empty gym that smelled like boys’ gym socks and old basketballs, and I called Chris on my cell phone. His phone rang many times, but he never answered the phone. Finally his voice mail picked up and I left a message. “Hey, Chris, this is Brandon. I was just wonderin why you didn’t come to school today. But um…call me back or whatever… if you want to.” I hung up the phone. I turned around and gasped to see Mr. Wilson standing behind me, arms crossed over his chest, a very grim expression on his hard, attractive face.
“What are you doin in here, Newman?” Wilson asked. “You’re not supposed to be in the gym unsupervised.”
“…I was calling my mother…” I said nervously. ‘It’s the only place I could get good reception…” Mr. Wilson was aware that I was a bit intimidated by him and that made him smile.
“You’re not supposed to be in here, and you’re not supposed to be using cell phones on campus.,” he told me. “Hand it over to me.”
I didn’t make any effort to give anything to him. I had to show him that I wasn’t just some damn scared pushover that he could just punk around. Instead of giving my phone over to him I said, “I won’t use it on campus anymore. I’ll go outside the gates.” I started to walk past him, but Mr. Wilson shot out a hand and grabbed me by the waistband of my jeans and jerked me back over to him. He stared at me very coldly with his arctic-blue eyes.
“You think you’re so fuckin smart,” he whispered, his warm breath brushing up against my face. His hand never let go of my waistband. In fact his grip on me had tightened even more. He stepped a bit closer to me, almost close enough for me to hear his pulse. Wilson let go of my waistband, but he wasn’t finished touching me yet. His hand slid over the curve of my ass. I felt a tingle spread over the place where he touched me. I wanted to move, but it was like I couldn’t, it was like Wilson had me under some kind of spell and I was forced to just stand there, looking into his cold, alluring eyes, basically helpless to my actions. My dick got a hard a little, hard enough to make the front of my jeans poke out a little.
Wilson continued to rub my ass gently while still staring deeply into my eyes, never blinking. There wasn’t any sign of real emotion on his face, just that blank stare. But I knew what he was feeling: that he had control over me, that there was nothing I could do to stop him. He also knew that there was a part of me that didn’t want him to stop touching me, even though we both knew it was inappropriate. Mr. Wilson brought his hand around to my front and squeezed my dick through my jeans. This was all I needed to get fully hard. I looked around the empty gym, hoping that nobody would come in and see us. I looked down and saw the imprint of Wilson’s ten-inch cock hardening in his charcoal-colored slacks. I wanted to reach out and touch his dick to, but I didn’t allow myself.
Finally, the school bell rang, and I felt like the trance I was under broke. I pulled Mr. Wilson’s hand away from my dick. He gave me a taunting smirk and as he walked away, he said, “I’ll be seein you in detention.”
“I can’t come to detention today,” I said, finally getting some of my courage back. “there’s something important I got to do. I have to be home early…”
Without turning around, Wilson said, “That’s just more private time you have to make up with me.” And he walked briskly out of the gym.
* * *
I got home at a quarter past four in the afternoon. My mother was in the living room when watching Oprah when I returned. “Did you get everything straightened out with your teacher?” she asked, her eyes still on the screen.
“Yeah.” I lied.
“So that means no more detention, right?” my mother questioned.
Again, I said “Yeah.”
“Good,” she said.
My mother asked me no more questions so I went right to my room. I thought about calling Chris again, but I figured if he really wanted to talk to me, then he would call me. I stretched across my bed and went to sleep for a little whole. About a three hour and a half later, my cell phone rang. I jumped up, anticipating that it was Chris and I answered it on the second rang. “Hello?” I asked.
“It’s me,” Chris said. He sounded so glum.
“Hey. You wasn’t in school today. I missed you.” I probably shouldn’t have said that last part, but it was true.
“Yeah. Shit came up. Couldn’t go. Got your message. Are you doin somethin important right now?”
“Just sittin here lookin like an idiot,” I told him.
“Will your mom let you come out of the house on a school night?” Chris joked.
“I’m not twelve, Chris. I can go out anytime I want to.”
“Good,” Chris said. “Be outside in twenty minutes.” He hung up the phone. I got really excited, jumping out of my bed, putting on my shoes. I didn’t know what I was gonna say to my mother when she asked me where I was going. But all I knew was that I wasn’t going to stay in that house all night doing nothing. The living room was clear twenty minutes later, as I made my way to the front door. However, just as I was about to open the door, I heard my mother’s voice coming from the kitchen asking, “Where are you going, Brandon?”
“Just around,” I called back.
My mother emerged from the kitchen, drying her hands off with a cloth towel. “Around where?” she asked.
“The block,” I said, growing panicked.
“It’s almost eight o’ clock at night, what do you need to go walking around for? I hope you don’t plan on going to see that boy when I told you not to. I already told you how I felt about him.”
“And I already told you how I felt about him. He’s not a bad person.”
“Well how am I supposed to know that? You haven’t told me anything about this boy -”
“Stop calling him ‘boy’, his name is Chris. And how could I tell you about him? You’re never here. I’m old enough to know what I’m doing and the type of people I wanna be around. I don’t need you tellin me who I should and shouldn’t be with.”
“Brandon, I’m trying to watch out for you. This boy…Chris – whatever his name is, do you ‘really’ think that’s somebody you should be with?”
I opened the front door. “If you knew him the way I do, then you wouldn’t ask me that question.” As I was about to walk out, I said, “I’ll be back before eleven.” Just as I went outside, I saw Chris’ truck approaching. He stopped right in the middle of the street, in front of my house. I jogged around the truck and got inside on the passenger side. Chris pulled off, drove down the road a little bit until we were past my house, and parked along the curbside.
“Was your mom trippin?” Chris asked.
“Pretty much. But I’m not worried about her right now.” I looked over at Chris. He looked as beautiful as always, but there was something slightly different about him; he didn’t seem like his usual self. “Chris, is there somethin wrong with you?” I asked. If there was, I figured he wouldn’t tell me, but I wanted to at least try.
Chris didn’t say anything. He just shook his head.
It was getting dark really quickly. I looked on the clock on Chris’ dashboard and saw that it was past eight thirty. Chris saw me looking at the time and he asked, “You gotta be home by a certain time or somethin?”
“Told my mother I would be back before eleven.”
“Doesn’t give us much time,” Chris said softly. Looking at his face, I could tell there was definitely something wrong with him. I wish he would just tell me what it was, but I didn’t want to pressure him about it. To cover up the silence between us, Chris turned on the radio. “Where are we going?” I questioned.
“Where do you wanna go?” Chris asked back.
“Doesn’t really matter to me.” I leaned forward and kissed Chris gently on the lips. He didn’t seem too receptive to me. Usually he kissed me with such passion, but I felt like he wasn’t kissing me at all. I pulled away from Chris slowly, feeling a bit embarrassed and awkward. Chris just sat at the wheel for a while like he was thinking about something really important, and then he finally started to drive.
We ended up driving about ten blocks away. Chris took us to this playground that was next to my old elementary school. The playground was dark mostly, except for a few streetlights, and it was very isolated. “C’mon,” he said, opening his car door. I got of the truck too. We walked silently across a wide field of damp grass, then over some sand before coming to an empty swing set. Two swings sway back and forth gently, pushed by the wind, waiting for us to sit on them. Chris got on one of them, I got on the other. “I haven’t been on one of these things since I was like nine,” I told Chris.
Chris said, “Yeah…me either.” he sounded so melancholy.
“Tell me what’s wrong with you, Chris. You’re actin like somebody just died or somethin.”
“Just pissed,” he said.
“About what?”
“All the shit that’s been goin on lately.”
“Like what? What happened at school yesterday?”
“That and other shit,” Chris said. “. Can’t fuckin wait to move out of my house. My fuckin dad is always fucked up all the fuckin time. We got in a fight last night -”
“Like a fist fight?” I asked.
Chris only nodded.
“Are you okay? What happened? Did you get hurt?”
“I’m cool, B. It’s just a lotta bullshit that I don’t wanna talk about right now. All I know is, the next fuckin time he puts his hands on me, I’m gonna kill him.” What was scary was how serious he sounded. I really wanted to know what was going on, but I knew that whatever it was, Chris wasn’t going to tell me. He didn’t trust me enough to tell me, which really hurt me, probably as much as he was hurting now. “I’m just fuckin tired of everything and everybody right now.” I wanted to ask if everybody meant me but I didn’t. I reached over and touched his hand. It felt kinda cold. I didn’t want to same some lame shit like ‘That’s okay, it’ll be alright’ or ‘everything is going to be alright’ or some stupid shit like that.
Chris squeezed my hand tight and he started to warm up a little. “Sometimes I wish I could just go some where and never fuckin come back,” Chris said. “Everything in my life is so fuckin bullshit.” I wondered if he always felt this way or if it was just mainly tonight.
I finally got enough courage to say, “What about me? Are you tired of me, too?”
Chris looked over at me. Even though it was dark I could still see his face very clearly. “You’re just about the only thing in my fucked up life that I don’t hate. But…” Chris grip on my hand loosened a little. I was really starting to get concerned.
“But what?” I asked.
“Nothin,” Chris whispered.
“You’re not fucked up, Chris. No more than anybody else in this world is.”
Chris chuckled. “Then what the fuck am I?”
“Complicated, annoying, mean…and then you’re sensitive, deep, sexy as hell… and you’re really smart. I don’t think people really give you credit for the great person you are. I don’t think you give yourself credit for the great person you are. I think you put up this image of yourself, of how you want people to see you, but it’s not real. I do the exact same thing. It’s how we keep ourselves protected against a world that really doesn’t like us. But then it crushes you emotionally.”
“…I guess,” Chris said. “You didn’t have to get all Dr. Freud and shit.” Chris got up from the swing and stretched his arms above his head. He turned back to me and beckoned with his hand. “C’mon,” he said.
Slowly I got off the swing. My feet sank into the soft sand. “Where are we goin now?”
Chris took me by the hand and started to drag me along. I gave up any efforts to resist him. “Just come with me.” We walked across the field and stopped under a large tree, whose many branches bent down toward us, their leaves making little whispering sounds as the wind rushed past them. Chris sat down, his back against the trunk of the tree, I sat in front of him, my back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around me. I felt warm and protected. Chris kissed my ear, making my body squirm in his hold. I looked up at the sky and was surprised to see that there were many stars in the sky, at least over three dozen, which from my experience is a rare thing. The night was quiet and peaceful. I rested my head on Chris’ shoulder; he held me tighter. “Sometimes I wish it was just stay like this forever,” I said.
“No such thing as forever,” Chris whispered.
I thought about what Scott Howard had said earlier that day on the bus, about how he thought that loving someone was supposed to last forever. But then he realized that it didn’t. Scott was only fifteen and he didn’t believe in love. I was seventeen and I believed in love–or at least I wanted to – I just didn’t know if it believed in me.
“Why do you say that?” I asked.
“`Cause it’s true,” was Chris’ simple answer. “And if you’re talkin bout relationships, then that shit definitely doesn’t last forever.” Chris sounded very sad when he said that.
“Well, my grandparents have been married for over thirty years and they still seem happy,” I said.
“That’s not everyone’s story, Brandon,” Chris responded.
“It could be ‘our’ story.” I knew I shouldn’t have said that. But I really wanted to say it, regardless of the consequences. I thought Chris was going to get defensive or tease me, but he didn’t say anything at all. I didn’t know if that was a good thing or not.
“B, I don’t want you gettin too excited about…” I waited for Chris to go on, but he didn’t.
“You don’t want me gettin too excited about what?”
“Us,” Chris said flatly. “You know what I’m talkin about.”
“Chris, you’re just about the only thing I do excited about. It might make me sound kinda desperate, but nothin and nobody else makes me happy the way you do.”
“I just don’t want you to get all invested in all this shit…” Chris said. “I don’t want you to take it so seriously.”
I pulled away from Chris and turned around so that I could see his face. “What do you mean I shouldn’t take it seriously?”
“You keep talkin about ‘forever’ and shit like that. We’ve only been together for a couple of weeks. Don’t make it more than it really is.”
I couldn’t believe I was actually hearing this. Slowly I stood up. The air around me started to get really cold. I should’ve brought a jacket or somethin. “Why are you sayin all this to me? Why do you always go outta your fuckin way to hurt my feelings all the fuckin time?”
Chris just looked up at me nonchalantly as though he really didn’t care at all. “I’m just tellin you how I feel. You keep wantin me to be your boyfriend and that’s not what I want right now, B. I told you before, I just wanna chill and have fun without havin to worry about stupid stuff. I don’t want that kinda relationship right now.”
“What about all the things you said Saturday? You said you loved -”
“I never said a loved you,” Chris interrupted loudly. For some reason he looked around to see if someone had heard him. Of course they hadn’t because we were the only two people in the park. After Chris said that, I felt like my whole body had just went numb. “You’re the one that said you loved me,” Chris said.
“You said that you could love me one day,” I told him.
“Well, sorry, B. But that day isn’t today.” Chris said it so effortlessly as though there was no emotion coming from inside of him. “Do you know how fuckin hard it would be for me to love someone, Brandon? I’ve been fucked over by everyone I’ve ever known, mostly from my own fuckin family, so I’m really not all that anxious to get fucked over by you. I like you, I think you’re a cool dude, but you want me to give you somethin that I can’t give right now. I wouldn’t know how to give it to you, I wouldn’t know ‘what’ to give to you.”
“I’m just askin for you. I’m not askin for nothin else.”
Chris stood up. He leaned against the tree. “You say you love me, B. But I think you only see the parts of me that you wanna see. If you know what kinda person I really am, how fucked up things I’ve done -”
“I know what kinda fucked up things you’ve done, Chris. You’ve done them to me for four years. And yeah, I do love you, the good parts and the bad parts. There’s a lot of times I wish I didn’t like you at all. But I don’t wish that now. I can’t wish it.”
“But I just can’t do it, B. I’m sorry, I just can’t.” Shadows covered Chris’ face, and I couldn’t see him as clear as I could before. “I just…” he stopped for a few moments. “I think we should just cool off for a while.” Those words were sharp enough to kill me. I didn’t understand how we had gotten to this conversation. Everything seemed to be moving so fast and nothing was making sense to me at all.
“Are you serious?” I asked.
“Yeah,” Chris said.
I could feel those tears coming back again. But once again I refused to let them fall. I was glad it was dark enough so that Chris couldn’t see the expression on my face. “Why did you let me think that you liked me? Just five minutes ago you said I was the only person you don’t hate. And now you’re sayin you don’t wanna be with me at all.”
“I did….I do like you, B.”
“No you don’t Chris, not really. I was just a convience for you. You never really cared.”
“Brandon, I do fuckin care about you!”
“So why are we havin this fuckin conversation then? You made me promise not to mess around with anybody else, and I haven’t because you didn’t want me to. I don’t believe in promises but I made one for you. I could’ve maybe started somethin with Jason Coleman, but I didn’t, because I wanted you, because I thought that you wanted me. But you didn’t want me to be with you only because you liked me so much, you just wanted to keep me to yourself because you a fuckin greedy ass, selfish bastard. You said that you don’t wanna love someone because you don’t wanna get fucked over. Well, goddammit, you’ve done nothin but fuck me over and I still love you anyway. But that’s not enough for you.”
Chris didn’t say anything.
“I thought you brought me here `cause you wanted to spend time with me, but you brought me here to tell me that you wanted to break up with me.”
“I didn’t want to tell you over the phone,” Chris said.
“Oh, because then you wouldn’t be able to see the expression on my face when you told me to fuck off.”
“It’s not like that, B.”
“I’m tired of liking people who don’t like me,” I said to Chris. “I’m tired of puttin effort into people just to get disappointed. It’s people like that make me hate every fuckin body. If you don’t wanna be with me…”
“Brandon, I didn’t say I didn’t want to be with you -” Chris said.
“Then what the fuck are you sayin Chris? Tell me, so I can know.”
“I think we should just let things settle for a while. We’ve been goin non-stop, spendin all this time together. I just think we need to be apart for a while,” Chris said. “Not forever, just for a little while. Just give me a little time.”
It sounded weird for Chris to say forever, especially since he said he didn’t believe in the idea of the word ‘forever’. “I don’t wanna wait around for you forever, Chris. I don’t wanna waste time waitin for you to realize that you want me. If you want me, you should want me now, not later. If not, then just forget the whole thing.”
“If that’s how you feel about it,” Chris said casually. “Fine with me.”
I felt my heart go cold. I turned in the direction of Chris’ truck. “I’m ready to go home now.”
We walked in thick silence to his truck. The ride home was even more torturous. We didn’t say one thing to each other. There was nothing I needed to say to Chris. And there was nothing I really wanted to hear from him. Five minutes later, Chris pulled up into my driveway. I opened the car door, and Chris said, “Brandon…” but he didn’t say anything else.
“What is it?” I asked.
Chris’ eyes looked really sad. “Nothin,” he said.
“No. Tell me what you were about to say.”
“…I can’t…” Chris said. It sounded like he was forcing himself not to cry.
“You’re such a fuckin coward.” Annoyed I climbed out of the truck, slammed the door shut, and went inside of my house. I didn’t hear Chris’ truck pull off down the street until a good five minutes later. My mother was sitting on the couch again, watching TV. When she saw me, she said, “I’ve been waiting for you to come home.”
I walked over to the couch slowly and sat next to her. I felt like crying and my body felt weak, as though I didn’t have control over it. “What happened?” my mother asked. She actually sounded like a concerned mother and not a dictator for once. I gazed at the TV screen and rested my head on her shoulder. I couldn’t say anything. I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
“You were right,” I said a few minutes later. I hated to admit that. I didn’t want it to be true.
My mother didn’t ask me what I meant by that because she already knew. She didn’t say anything and I appreciated her silence. I just stared at the television screen, looking at the images but not really looking at them. Finally the tears came, and I thought they would never stop.
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Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.
Just so you know I use microsoft word to write my stories and I check them before i submit them.
I am Kevin Brown and I have been teaching for nearly 12 years. It has mostly been a positive experience. The parents of my students, however, present another challenge.
Lori and her sister join my wife and I in an evening of sex.
If sauce for the gander is sauce for the goose, what does a good gosling get?
Phil brings a friend into the mix COMMENTS AND SUGGESTIONS GREATLY APPRECIATED
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!
A girl, her mother and her girlfriend share a conversation
An investigative reporter elicits even more intimate details from a teen girl having sex with her dad.
Comments are enabled for this one so I can see what ppl think. Please don’t spam it with BS requests for slaves.
My sister gave a boy a blowjob and wasn’t treated very nicely afterwards.