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Son win’s Prize but He really wants his Mom

My name is Luke and I’m your typical 21 year old guy living in the UK. I live with my girlfriend Becky who is the same age and we have been together for 3 years.
The story starts just after I won a university award in my field of maths (sounds boring I know!). Anyway, as the university advised me of my winning presentation they told me the prize I had won. A long weekend at a luxury hotel in Paris. They advised me that the trip was for 2 people as I would not know anyone there as it was for the other winners around Europe and other universities. I was ecstatic and accepted the trip there and then and gave my girlfriends name as the other guest.
It was only when the trip agenda arrived through the post I realised the problem. It was for a time when Becky was already away with her family on holiday. She was going on a sightseeing trip that was being paid for by her parents so I had not been invited – a good job now! However, I started to think about who could come with me to enjoy the free trip as the agenda looked pretty good. It was a posh hotel, a nice dinner and presentation ceremony on the Friday night and then you got the rest of the weekend to enjoy the hotel facilities and Paris which seemed pretty cool.
The next evening I was talking it through with my best mate but he said he was already booked up that week with his girlfriend that he couldn’t get out of. I was running out of options. Then Becky and I were invited round to my parents for dinner the following day as obviously my parents were very proud of my achievement and were celebrating with a decent meal and plenty of wine. That’s when dad mentioned that mum had always wanted to go to Paris but they had never been able to go. The conversation carried on for a while about how I thought it might be better for mum to experience Paris with him and that this wasn’t probably the right occasion for Mum to join me.
“aww, Luke, I’d love to go to Paris, plus I’d love to be there to see you collect your award, you know we’re both very proud” Mum challenged
“Plus, I’m not really that bothered about going to Paris son so you would be doing me a great favour if you help your mum see the sights” Dad continued
“But this will be the first time I’m meeting lots of new people in the field I want to work in, it won’t look very professional or grown up if I am there with my mum!” I complained “I would love to go with you mum but I would feel really embarrassed and awkward if they all knew you were my mum”.
“She doesn’t have to be your mum son, she could be a colleague or a friend, she’s not that old!” my dad joked
“Oi!,” mum said “what do you mean I’m not THAT old”
“Mike does have a point Luke” Becky butted in “your mum does look a lot younger than she is, they won’t think she is your mum at all” she said trying to get into my parents good books.
“But your name is down on the guest list Becky” I proclaimed, full well knowing it was in vain.
Anyway after a further few minutes I caved in and accepted the fact mum was joining me in Paris. But only the agreement the words Son and Mum were never used and she would pretend to be Becky when in public. Becky was also very pleased as felt it was safer than me going to Paris with a mate on the drink for a long weekend. So effectively that was that and we had set the plans in place for the trip in a few weeks time.
I had never really thought of my mum in any other way than ‘my mum’ up until that point but as I thought more and more about the trip my mind started to take a turn to the dark side. The thought of being in Paris for a few days with another woman other than my girlfriend was really getting me horny. The fact was I was spending 3 nights in a hotel with an attractive 45 year old who would have been drinking, the fact it was my mum was irrelevant, well to be honest that started to make it more of a turn on. However, the extra horniness was also the major problem. I’m sure my mum would not have been that forward about any advances or in fact very receptive, I’m sure she would think it was wrong and disgusting. So I had a few weeks to devise a fool proof plan to make this work, to make my long weekend into a dirty weekend and hopefully experience all the things Becky is either too young or too shy to try. The days counted down and the plot became clearer and more devious the closer the trip came. I was getting so horny the more I thought about it and so by now I was quite regularly sorting myself out numerous times a day.
The time arrived, I sent Becky off with her parents and told them all to have a good time, I packed my stuff and went to collect my target (I mean mum). She got into the car, ever before had I noticed every curve of her figure in her jeans and top as she got into the car.
“Hi mum, you all set” I asked
“It’s Becky to you young man this week remember” she replied “But, yes I’m doing great thanks, really looking forward to it”
“You look after her son! “ Dad said forcefully “She’s bought a new dress for the posh event this evening and she looks hot, you’ll have to guard her for me!” he said while winking at my mum.
“No problem dad, I’ll do my best, they’ll probably mostly be maths geeks anyway so don’t think you have too much to worry about” I reassured him. And with that we set off for the airport for the short flight to Paris.
The conversation on the trip was not too flowing to be honest, mainly as I was nervous about my plan and mum noticed.
“You ok Luke?” she asked “You’re really quiet”
“I’m ok mum just really nervous about tonight, I’ve never received an award before”
“it’s ok hon, you’ll be great, I’ll be there” as she put a reassuring hand on my leg “and you better keep calling me Becky from now on in case anyone else we meet is going to the event” she whispered.
We had a glass of wine on the plane that seemed to relax us both a little and following a short taxi ride we arrived at the hotel. It looked really impressive from the outside and when we walked in the door it got better, really palatial with a grand stair case and huge chandeliers.
“I could get use to this” mum exclaimed as we wandered over to check in.
“Welcome sir” started the receptionist “and congratulations on your award” she added “here is your room key and we will see you at the champagne reception at 7pm”
I said thanks, took the key and we walked up to the room.
“That was really good of them to know who you were and have everything ready” mum said surprised “it’s like being a celebrity, I could get used to this young man”
We walked into the room and it was almost like a suite, very well decorated, a huge bathroom, 4 poster bed and to top it all a bottle of champagne in the room on arrival.
“This keeps getting better” I added “although I was hoping for a sofa so I could kip on that” I said, lying as that certainly wasn’t part of the plan!
“It’s ok hon” mum said “it’ll be fine in there together and by the time we’ve finished the champagne I think we’ll both be ready for sleep anyway!” she added. “Would you like a glass?”
“It’s ok, you get unpacked and I’ll get the bottle open” I said. This will help my plan even more I thought cunningly.
“Here you are Becky” I said with a grin as I handed mum a glass of champagne. “So we have a couple of hours before we have to be downstairs, do you want a relaxing bath?” I asked “if you’re anything like Becky you will need almost the 2 hours to get ready if you’re washing your hair”
“That would be great, looks a really nice big bath and with a glass of champagne it will be even better”
So I popped into run the bath and put plenty of bath foam in to hide our dignity (for now!).
“I’m just going to lie on the bed and watch some TV while you’re in the bath then, but leave the water in and I’ll jump in quickly once you’ve finished.”
As I crashed out on the bed. Mum unfortunately shut the door to get undressed and have her bath. I lay there and went through my cunning plan again, I started to get hard almost straight away and had to turn my focus to the TV to avoid suspicion. I took my champagne sipped half of it and poured the rest into the plant pot in the corner. This was all part of the plan, to pretend to drink so much and pretend to be very drunk later on.
I waited about 20 minutes and then called to see if Mum wanted any more champagne. Surprisingly I got a yes. I grabbed the bottle and waited at the door “are you decent, can I come in?”
“Yes hon, come on in” she replied
I entered the bathroom and she had used the foam very tactfully to cover up and just raised her glass for a refill. It wasn’t quite empty.
“You slacking Becky?, I finished mine a while ago” I commented
“Ok you” she replied “we can’t all drink as much as you, but just you be careful as you have got to receive an award later on”
I smiled and made my way out of the bathroom. Pouring a bit more champagne into my glass and pretending I had drunk it all. Mum got out of the bath, dried herself off and wrapped up in a towel and came out into the room.
“Now that’s what I call a bath” she said “and great champagne, this is a great prize you got here young man”
“It is indeed” I replied and headed for the bathroom. I stripped off and looked in the mirror, I wasn’t a ‘muscle man’ by any stretch of the imagination but I was pretty toned and had broad shoulders so was looking in good shape. Not bad, I thought as I looked in the mirror. The other point to mention was that I was about 6’3 in height and was well in proportion if you know what I mean. I wasn’t a monster but certainly bigger than anything else I had seen in any of the changing rooms. My girlfriends had previously called me donkey boy which I guess is an indication. In truth I was about 9” long and very thick, about the size of a red bull can. It also hung pretty well went soft, about 6” in length and nice and fat. My girlfriends used to joke that I was bigger soft than most of their previous guys. Anyway, I admired my physique and swinging appendage in the mirror one last time and then stepped into the bath. I poured my remaining champagne into the bath, covered myself with bath foam and called out for some more.
Mum wandered in with the bottle “here you go Luke but please be careful, you’re drinking this very quickly” she added. But she topped up her glass and went back into the room as I heard the hair drier be used for 10 minutes or so. While this was happening I inspected my crown jewels and took the razor to make sure I was completely shaved down there. I loved it when I was shaved, everything felt so smooth and made me look even bigger, my girlfriends also preferred it so I was hoping mum would too. I finished up, got out of the bath and wrapped a towel round the waist, deliberately picking a smaller towel that only just fitted round me. I wandered out of the bathroom..
“Looks like you took the only big towel” I said cheekily as I stood there with my rippled torso and broad shoulders on view with just a towel covering my hips to my knees.
Mum looked round “oh yes, so I see, that only just makes it round you” she smiled “someone’s looking buff aren’t they, Becky is a lucky girl, shame the towel is that big” she laughed, by now obviously the champagne was taking effect and she was flirting in that way that older women tend to do to younger guys.
I laughed and then deliberately stretched to reach my glass as I knew the effect it would have. In full view of my mum’s eyes my towel slowly became untied and slipped to the floor. There I stood, completely naked with my cock looking even bigger after soaking in the hot water for a while. My mum’s eyes widened immediately.
“Oh my goodness” she gasped “I wasn’t wrong when I said Becky is a lucky girl, look at the size of that thing!”
I acted all embarrassed and quickly grabbed the towel and covered myself up “sorry mum, that wasn’t meant to happen” and took my trousers into the bathroom to put on. I smiled to myself in the bathroom as the plan was working perfectly so far. I slipped my trousers on deliberately with no boxers as that was part of my later plan. Luckily my tuxedo trousers were pretty thick and so my member swinging free was not visible I just had to avoid getting hard!
I came out of the bathroom with my trousers on and apologised again.”Sorry about that mum, I feel a bit embarrassed now” I said shyly,
“Don’t worry about it Luke, it’s not a problem, plus not a lot to be embarrassed about is there!” she laughed “let’s say no more about it” she added as she topped up our glasses with the last of the bubbly.
It seemed as though the drink had loosened mum up a little as this time when she went into the bathroom she did not shut the door completely so I got a bit of a view as she was getting dressed. First she removed the towel while facing away from me so I could almost see of her from behind. I have to say for a 45 YO she had a pretty nice ass. It was big, yes, but nice and pert and round with just a bit of a wobble that was asking to be spanked. She bent over to slide on her knickers. The shiny satin thing slipped up over her peachy as like a stripper on rewind. This was some show I was getting. I was starting to get hard and so had to lean on my front on the bed so missed the rest of the show unfortunately, although this was probably wise otherwise I would have been difficult to get soft again. Mum emerged a few minutes later dressed in a tight navy dress that hugged her more than ample breasts and her ass so tight you could just make out the panty line. This was even better than I had hoped, she looked really hot!
“Wow mum, I mean Becky, you’re looking great, Dad wasn’t wrong, you’ll be fighting them off tonight, I’m in for a tough job” I joked
“Aww, thanks honey, but you are looking dashing too so I think they’ll keep their distance but you may have more than a few admiring glances from the ladies, I better help Becky out tonight!”
With that note we grabbed our stuff and headed down for the reception. Everything started well and another glass of champagne later we made our way to the table. We were sat a table of 8 people, another couple (a geeky bloke and rather ordinary girlfriend, a relatively attractive lady and her friend and a rather chunky girl and her friend. So it was a table of 6 women and 2 blokes. It was overall a small gathering with only a handful of tables but that made even more intimate and everyone seemed to having a great time.
The meal progressed with plenty of wine and lots of good chat and I collected my award successfully. Following the meal mum and I made our way to the bar for the band and dance. Mum asked me to look after her bag as she went to the bathroom. I ordered us both a drink, I ordered a coke for me and more wine for her. I then got intrigued, I knew mum talked to her best friend about everything and I saw her phone in her bag. I opened the text messages. I saw one to Di (her closest friend that has been a family friend all my life). I knew I shouldn’t but I had to read the text. I opened it up.
“Di, you will never believe this” Started the text from mum “you know Luke and I are away in Paris on this trip, well Luke just came out the bathroom and his towel came off accidently! Wow, oh my god – it is huge! I know he’s my son but Jesus – it was much bigger than his dad’s and he was still soft! It was also completely shaved, it looked awesome. Can’t get it out of my head”
I smiled to myself, the plan was coming together perfectly, I had implanted the thought of my big cock into my mum’s mind to make her want to see more. I then saw a reply from Di.
“Oh my god Julia, I can’t believe it, you lucky bitch! I want to see it, I don’t care if he’s your son, you got to send me a picture as I’ve never seen a huge or shaved one before. I knew there was something special about that boy”
Perfect, I thought. I needed to carry on with the plan and quickly put the phone back in her bag as she arrives back at the bar.
“What are you drinking honey?” mum asked
“Vodka and coke, need a break from the wine” I added with a smirk.
Mum was starting to get quite drunk now and was becoming more and more flirty, there was a lot more touching between us. I was acting quite drunk too even though I had not drank too much, I couldn’t believe it was working so well. I asked mum to dance as I knew that would let her know I was really drunk as I never usually danced. She was surprised but couldn’t wait as Dad was the same so she never usually got to dance. It was a fairly slow band so the dancing was fairly basic but we were very close. Our arms wrapped around each other as swayed across the dance floor.
“You are quite the centre of attention tonight Becky” I whispered in her ear “have you noticed all the guys ogling you all night. Good job I am here to look after you as otherwise you would have had to fight them off” I winked
Mum smiled and was starting to look slightly glazed with her eyes “Well thank you young man for protecting me” she laughed “but I think it’s the other way round, these girls obviously don’t see a hunk of a guy at these events very often as they are all drooling, it’s a good job I’m here to fight them off” she squeezed me slightly as she said it “and they don’t even know what’s in those trousers” she laughed.
By this point I could tell she was now very drunk and obviously her inhibitions and limits were reducing I waited until we swayed so my back was facing the crowd, I couldn’t resist it I gave her ass a little spank and added “Becky, you naughty girl” and winked. She looked a little shocked by the spank but then smiled and held me a little closer. My hands were on her lower back but as she pulled me closer they naturally slid down over her round ass. It felt so good through her sheer tight dress. She started to sway more provocatively, I then panicked, I could feel a stirring down below, the slow gyration of our groins and the feeling of her bum really started to take its toll. Within seconds my now rigid cock was starting to turn my trousers into a tent and started to press against mum’s thigh.
“I’ve had enough dancing now” mum said “shall we go for a sit down or take a drink back to the room?” she whispered in my ear.
“Errm, I’m not sure we can, I think we have a problem” as my eyes looked down.
“Oh yes, so I see” mum winked “Don’t worry, we’ll stay here til it dies down young man” with that she held me a little closer and my fully extended dick pressed between her thighs, I think she was enjoying this as much as me as I started to feel a warmth against my groin as she held me tighter. We danced for another 10 minutes but it still was not subsiding.
“oh my word young man” she whispered “I forgot what young men are like, that thing is not dying down in a hurry, especially after so much drink”
“I’m sorry mum…. I mean Becky, I wish it would just die down so we could get out of here” I apologised
“don’t worry hon, I used to have a trick” she winked “though I haven’t used it for some time as it’s been a long time since I had a problem with it being up for too long” she laughed. And with that the reached in between her thighs briefly and gave my cock a solid flick of her fingers, just under the head on the underside. I wasn’t too sure what this would do but within minutes it had subsided.
“You never lose it” she smiled “are you ready to go now?” she asked
“Sure am, I hadn’t realised how much I had drank, I may need your help up the stairs” I commented and pretended to walk very drunkenly and slurred my speech a little.
“Ok young man let’s get you to bed to sleep this off” she said kindly and we got the lift to the room.
We entered the room, I took off my jacket and I flopped onto the bed, lying on my back.
“Do you need the bathroom?” mum asked
“It’s ok” I slurred “you use it first
“Thanks dear” she replied and made her way into the bathroom. By now she was really drunk too and so did not shut the door. She quickly cleaned her teeth and then starts to peel off her dress. Her arms lifted up and slowly the dress came up over that sexy round ass, revealing the sexy knickers she had so sexily slipped on earlier. She bent over to pick something from the floor, I was in heaven I just wanted to go in there and bury myself into her from behind. But I had to stick to my plan otherwise it could come unstuck. She removed her bra and 2 mounds of flesh dropped into view. She was not huge up top but certainly looked like a D or DD cup and were surprisingly pert for her age. She looked at herself in the mirror and then quickly put on a small t-shirt that I have often seen her around the house in at home, it must be her night shirt I thought.
By now the image of her changing had got me hard once again. It was not too visible as it was pointing straight down into the crotch of my trousers. Now the next part of the plan. As mum started to walk out of the bathroom I closed my eyes and slowed my breathing pretending to be asleep.
“You’re turn Luke” she commented but there was no reply “bathrooms free” she added. Still nothing came back from me.
“Shit” mum said “he’s fallen asleep and taking up most of the bed, what do I do”.
I then heard her take her phone from her bag.
“Hi Di, sorry it’s so late, but I thought I better call you” she started “Luke has crashed out on the bed and I’m not sure what to do”
The room was so quiet and like all of the older generation all sound settings are set to maximum and so I could clearly hear Di’s response.
“Julia, its midnight, you’re lucky bob’s not around otherwise I would have been in trouble” she replied. “So tell me about it what was it like? I can’t believe you you lucky cow”
“I can’t go into it now, what if he hears” mum said cautiously
“If he has passed out after drinking a lot Jules then he’s not waking up for a while, trust me. Plus you haven’t sent me a picture! you keeping it all to yourself?” she asked greedily
“Di, he’s my son and I haven’t had an opportunity as I only saw it briefly” she said in repost
“Well you can’t let him sleep in his suit can you? He’ll ruin it. You need to get him undressed” Di said with a great deal of self interest. The fact they were talking about me like this continued to make my cock rock hard, it was throbbing in my trousers needing to get let out.
“Ok, you’re right” said mum “hold on”. She put the phone down on her side of the bed and walked over to my side. She started to undo my tie and slowly slipped that off and then one by one she undid my shirt buttons until she pulled the last bit of shirt from my trousers.
“I have unbuttoned the shirt but not sure I can get it off as I’m sure I’ll wake him” she said to Di
“It’s ok. If he wakes now there’s no issue as you are only taking his shirt off aren’t you? He can then get the rest off himself. And if he doesn’t wake then you know you can take the rest off without fear of him waking up” she laughed “Now do it!”.
Mum came round to the side of the bed again, and slowly lifted one shoulder and peeled off one arm of the shirt. She then became a bit more forceful rolling me onto my other side to remove the other arm. This was done without me even flinching which assured her I was fast asleep. She then removed my socks,
“Done” she said confidently “he’s definitely a goner, he always has been a heavy sleeper bless him”
“Sod bless him Jules, get those trousers off, I want my pic! Ever since you sent that text I’ve been dying to see it, I’ve been horny all night because of you getting to spend it with a hung young man” she added
Mum did not need too much encouragement, she put the phone down once more and walked to the bottom of the bed. I felt the bed sink either side of me as she must have straddled me with her kneeling on the bed to start with the belt, it came off in seconds. She then undid my top button and slowly undid my fly. She grabbed a hold of the waistband on either side and started to pull my trousers down, they struggled initially as they started over my ass, my cock straining, pushing upwards still on the crotch dying to be freed from the constraints. Then all of a sudden they became free as she tugged on them and they shot down to my knees. My now big, thick, solid cock sprang from the prison of the trousers and slapped me in the stomach.
“Holy shit!” mom exclaimed “wow!” I was trying not to smirk as my plan was working better than I could even have imagined. I then heard a voice from the phone
“What? Tell me, tell me!!” Di ordered
“He’s fucking hard” mum said “ I took the trousers off and it sprang at me like a snake” she laughed “you have never seen anything like it, so big, thick and so shaven and clean it’s like something out of a porn movie” she gushed “where has he been hiding this all these years”
“Enough of the description, send me a photo” Di ordered once more. I felt mum sit back on her haunches a little and heard the snap of the camera on her phone. Then again and again. A few seconds of silence passed as she obviously sent them over to Di.
“Daaammmnnn!” came the response “that is one fucking cock. I have never seen anything like that, you lucky mare, if I was there I’d be riding that already” she said.
“Di, he’s still my son…even if it is the best cock I’ve ever seen” she laughed
“Well go on, touch it!”Di said “You know you want to feel it and I want you to too as I want to know what it feels like”
Mum waited a few minutes to almost think it over and then reached out her hand I felt the flesh on flesh contact as her hand made its way around the base of my shaft. She closed her grip almost to see how hard it was.
“Oh my god” she whispered “it is soo hard, it’s like a granite pole, but the skin is so smooth without the hair, I really want to touch his balls they look so big, soft and inviting”
“Well what’s stopping you, you know he’s dead to the world so you can have a bit of a play before going to sleep can’t you? A quick feel of them, then a quick stroke of his length and that should be enough for you to frig yourself off all night while he sleeps. He’ll never know” Di tried to explain
“Ok” mum said “but this is the last thing, he may wake up and I’ll never forgive myself” she added and with that comment I knew I needed to enact the next stage of my plan.
She started to run my balls though her hands, cupping them in each hand, she was telling Di how good they felt and then started to move one hand up to my shaft and slowly stroked the full length of my cock.
“Jesus” mum said “I’m not sure how Becky manages all this, it’s so long and thick but god does it feel good” she added. But just as she was taking her hand from my cock I started the next phase of the plan, I stirred slightly, pretending to be in a drunken stupor but never opening my eyes.
“MMM, Becky that feels so good, you always know how to treat me” I slurred almost in a trance
Mum froze not sure what to do
“Shit Di, now what do I do?” She whispered “He’s stirring” she said with a bit of a panic
“I know I heard” replied Di “I’m thinking”
“MMM, don’t stop Becky, it felt so good” I uttered to speed up their decision making
“you’re going to have to do it Jules” Di ushered quickly “if he wakes now you’re in trouble and so you can only hope that if he thinks its Becky he will drop off back to sleep soon and then you will be fine” she justified
Mum thought for a few seconds and then conceded “You’re right Di, if he wakes up now if he thinks something is odd then I will be in big trouble. Thanks for your help” she whispered and was about to put the phone down.
“what do you think you’re doing Jules, you’re not hanging up!” she ordered “I’ve helped you out so far, I want my reward, I want to listen to this” Di ordered “I’m home alone with images of that cock and I want to hear what’s going on”
“Ok Di, you did help, just stay quiet, this is dodgy enough as it is!” mum whispered back and with that she reached out her hand to place it once again on my still rock hard cock. She started to slowly move it up and down my full length.
“That’s it Becky, keep going” I slurred
Mum had gone very quiet, she was concentrating on keeping me happy and trying not to wake me from my stupor it could not be going more to plan. I then started to test the boundaries a little.
“Mmm suck me Becky, you know you love it, I love the way you suck me” I ordered not quite sure what would happen next. There was a hush around the room even from the phone for the first time as I’m not sure Di knew what mum was going to do. Then I felt a soft warmth surround the tip of my eager cock.
“Mmm, that’s it babe, just like that” my comments alerted Di to know what was going on
“you go girl!! Suck that monster! I would if I was there” as a slow humming started to come down the phone.
“Shhhh! Di” mum ordered briefly removing her lips from my cock for 2 seconds. “And I can hear your vibrator on the phone”
“You’re not the only one getting some fun out of this”.
Mum continued to suck my cock for another few minutes but I really wanted my balls sucking so that was the next test. “MMM Becs, you suck me so well, now you can do your favourite and suck my big balls, mmm”
By now mum was following every order she dropped down the bed slightly and started to lick my balls, her tongue swirling around each one before putting each one in her mouth while still gently wanking my cock.
“That’s it baby, god you’re soo good” I muttered
“God they feel so good Di. I’ve never had shaved balls before but they are so soft and big I can’t stop sucking them. I wish his dad’s were like this”
The whole scenario of tonight had kept me horny all night and the wanking, sucking and ball licking was starting to take its toll. I was about to cum but I didn’t want to end it here, I was debating coming all over her face while she sucked my balls but I wanted more than that and this may be my only chance. I almost wanted to slide down the bed and pound her from beneath but I needed to cool off and get a second wind. I started to make some incomprehensible murmurings and then turned onto my side and went quiet as if I had gone back to sleep. Mum waited a minute or so to check I was still not moving and slowly removed herself from above me and made her way round to her side of the bed. She squeezed into the side of the bed and due to my position in the bed almost had to adopt the spoon position although still a small distance from me.
After a few minutes a voice broke the buzzing from the other end of the phone”what’s happening Jules?” Di asked as if disappointed if her voyeurism had been cut short.
“I think he’s gone back to sleep Di” she commented “god, that was good, I’ve never played with anything like that before”
“I bet it felt so good Jules” Di answered back, still blatantly using her toy on the other end of the phone “Do you wish it had gone further hon?” she asked
“well I’m kind of glad it didn’t due to the complications but I have never felt so horny, I’m virtually dripping over here and there’s not a lot I can do about it now” she added a little frustrated.
“Well get to the bathroom and get yourself off love, you must be used to doing that after years of marriage” she laughed. “And I will look at those pics and finish myself off this end”
I started to panic, I wasn’t expecting this, if mum got to the bathroom her horniness would go and I would be without a finish tonight. I had to think quickly, my cock was still almost hard but the urge to come had subsided significantly. I started stirring again. “Is that you Becky? Is that you?” I asked
There was a long silence until Di told mum to say yes in a very unclear voice.
“Uh-huh” mum mumbled.
I reached out my arm and felt her hip and her ass, “mmm, there’s my baby, come here” I pulled her slightly towards me as I inched towards her. Just as we started to get closer my now hardening cock reached her thighs. Her thighs were together and I wasn’t sure what to do. But by now my cock was still covered in mum’s saliva and my precum and was quite lubricated. So with one push I forced my thick cock through her thighs and let out a nice groan.
“mm, that feels good baby” my cock brushed against the soft smooth fabric of her knickers and I felt the warmth from her now hot pussy, I started to slowly slide back and forth as the friction built up between my cock and her pussy the heat increasing.
“Oh you feel so hot Becs, it feels like you’re ready for me” and with that I tried to push the head of my cock deep into her, I could feel my wide tip start to part her lips and almost enter her warm wet hole. She let out a small whimper as she tried to keep quiet. The thong was stopping me going any deeper and needed to be removed.
“Oh baby, you need to lose those knickers if you want it” I said sleepily although by now I had my eyes open so I could see my mum from behind. She had her face away from me so she could not detect this. A voice came from the phone “get em off quickly!!” Di ordered “You lucky bitch!”
Mum’s hands went quickly to her thong and slip over her ass and down over her knees. Just as she was still leaning forward to get them over her feet she was in a perfect position so I grabbed her hips and forced my cock deep inside her.
“Oooh holy mother of god” came a muffled response “that is fucking huge” mum’s voice was low but clearly audible to both me and Di.
I was surprised how easily I slid deep into her with how big she thought I was but she was so lubed up and warm it felt so good.
“Mmm, oh yes baby, you feel soo good, so warm and tight” I added “you like that baby?”
“”Uh-huh” came the low response again “love it baby” trying not to say too much to cause me to wake up. I could not believe my plan had worked, I was now balls deep inside my mum’s juicy pussy and she was loving it. To top it off we had an audience.
I continued to slide in and out pulling her hips towards me as I wanted to try to get deeper and deeper, I could feel her pussy contracting around my cock and stretching as my balls reached her ass.
“Oh my god Di, it is so deep, it’s stretching me, I’ve never felt anything like it, I’m about to come” she whispered into the phone
“You go girl, get it inside you, you may never get another chance, I’m nearly there too just by listening to you”
“You like it harder baby?” I asked but knowing she really didn’t have a choice.
Her hand reached out behind her to ease me in gently but it wasn’t working I was now pumping into her hard and deep. “Oh that’s it you like it like that don’t you babe, like it hard and deep” I groaned
“Oh god, oh god, yes, please don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop” came my mum’s cries as I could feel her pussy tightening around my cock. “Oh shit, oh shit oooooohhhhh shhiittt”” she grabbed my ass and held me deep inside her as her body pulsated all over my cock.
“I think it’s safe to say you came then” Di said “sounds like you’re a convert to a big cock now honey”.
“oh my god Di, I have never felt anything like that before I came in waves, my body is still shaking, the problem is he hasn’t shot his load yet so I don’t know what to do” mum sounded worried. I took that as my hint and started to gently ease out of her now sodden pussy.
“I hope you’ve saved some energy for your favourite baby” I said being very vague
“Uh-huh” came the standard reply.
“Oh good honey as I can’t wait to bury myself in your ass” I said confidently.
“Holy shit” mum said out loud “Di, what do I do, I can’t take that thing in my ass, I have only let that happen once and that hurt” she sounded really worried. This didn’t stop me as I slid my huge throbbing dick to rest against her now twitching entrance to her ass.
“Jules, I’m not sure there is anything you can do, you’ve come this far and saying no will wake him up. I’m spry hone but you may just have to suffer for a couple of minutes. “
With this I started to ease my head into her ass. With the amount of precum and her juices on my cock it started in quite well. I could tell she was tense and trying to fight it a little,
“Just relax Jules, it’s the only way” came Di’s voice again. Mum tried and this eased me in some more. I was now over half way in and could feel her whole body stretching around me. I was enjoying this so much and was not causing mum as much pain as I had thought, she must have been so horny and wet that her ass relaxed completely.
“Oh you feel good honey, you know I love your ass” as I entered further and deeper into her.
“Ooh god. I feel like I’m being split in 2 Di. But it’s not as bad as I remember,”.
“You must be soo fucking horny you dirty cow, god I’d love that thing up me” came Di’s response.
I reached all the way in and left my cock impaled in her ass for a few moments to allow her to accommodate my size before gently easing back out and then in again once more. I was so close to coming, being buried in her ass was proving too much I just started to quicken the pace once more and began to slowly fuck my mum’s ass.
“Oh yes baby, it feels so tight in your ass. I am so close to coming” I added
“Oh that’s it baby, it feels good too, don’t stop, please don’t stop” mum replied. I couldn’t believe it after her initial protestations I could feel her body starting to quiver with excitement again, she was going to come through me banging her ass. This got me so horny and I quickened the pace thrusting deep into her. I gave one final thrust as I left my cock deep as it could go into her and my huge load started to spurt from my cock, filling her ass with my cum.
“ooohh god baby, there it goes, that feels so good” I uttered still somehow pretending to be in a semi conscious state, once more her hand reached round and held me deep inside her as she squirmed on my cock.
“Oh god you cumming in my ass feels soo good, ooohh yeessss” she yelped as she once again shook with pleasure.
She removed her hand from my ass and I rolled back onto my back as if pretending to be back out of my trance and fast asleep again.
“Di, I think he’s gone back to sleep” mum picked up the phone “I can’t believe just what happened. “It feels so wrong what just happened” she started to regret her actions
“Look honey, I would have done exactly the same thing but you have to tell me how that felt. Please!” she begged.
“Like nothing I have felt before babe, I was stretched so far in both my pussy and ass I came almost immediately, it was so pleasurable and a lot less painful than I had expected. I’ve never come that hard before, I didn’t know where I was”
“oh dear hon, how are you going to manage with a normal size one now” she laughed “plus you need to get me a go on that thing as it’s not fair just seeing and hearing it I want some!” she went on. “But remember you better clean him up otherwise he’ll know that something happened” she said wisely.
At this point my mum went into the bathroom to let the cum ooze from her ass and clean herself up she then came into the bedroom to wash my cock clean with a flannel. I drifted off to sleep with a huge grin on my face as my weeks of planning had really worked and I was one happy guy.
The next morning came round pretty quick and I awoke with morning glory as I normally do, I opened my eyes and my mum was nowhere to be seen, I got out of bed and wandered, hard on bouncing in front of me into the bathroom. Mum was lying in the bath.
“Oh shit. Sorry mum. I didn’t mean to walk in on you” as I tried to cover up my cock with a towel
“that’s quite the impressive bit of kit you have there young man but I wouldn’t worry about hiding it” she laughed “you were sleeping out of the sheets a lot last night in a pretty similar state, I guess the problems of being young and virile” she smiled.
“Shit, sorry mum” I said again “didn’t mean you to see me like that. I think I was having a really good dream last night though. I just hope I didn’t talk aloud like Becky says I do sometimes” I added.
“And why’s that young man?” she probed
“Its private mum, it was about me and Becky” I said shyly.
“Well, sorry to say honey, but you uttered quite a lot of your dream, she sounds quite the naughty girlfriend” mum joked.
“What do you mean mum?” I said pretending to be embarrassed
“Well it sounded like her favourite things were a little naughty” mum replied “you honestly don’t know what you were talking about?”
“I can’t remember all of it, please tell me” I said trying to get my mum to talk dirty to me while we were both sober.
“well, ok, but don’t judge as I didn’t really have a choice but to listen… you said she loved sucking your testicles and also liked anal sex” mum said very diplomatically
“Yeah, I guess so” I replied “but that’s why I can always tell it’s a dream.”
“Why’s that?” mum asked looking a little worried
“Because she never sucks my cock or balls mum, says it’s too big for mouth and hurts it. And as for anal, she won’t let me anywhere near her”. I said rather bluntly. At this point my mum’s face looked a little shocked
“But… but.. You said…..” she was trying to think back to last night about what she had been forced to do. I let out a little smile and at that point she knew she had been played.
“You bastard, you little shit Luke!” mum yelled “How could you do such a thing, and to your own mother?” she argued
“Look mum, you were the one who started playing with me, you couldn’t keep your hands off it, and tell me you didn’t enjoy it, tell me you wouldn’t want to do it again”
“Luke” stop this, I’m your mother it shouldn’t have happened, I was just curious, I couldn’t help it” she tried to act innocent.
“Look mum, we both wanted it, it happened get over it, the problem now is you know how good it is and you won’t be able to say no given another chance”” I said cockily
“Look son, yes it was a very pleasurable experience but it can’t happen again, it won’t happen again”” she insisted.
At which point I walked over closer to the bath, my still rock hard swaying in front of me. I reached into the bath, grabbed one of her hands and placed it on my cock.
“Remember how good it feels?” I said looking at her in the eyes. “Now suck my cock”
Mum looked appalled at what I had said, as if a son could never talk to his mother that way, she lay there for a few seconds as if to try and fight the longing she had. Then with one smooth motion she climbed out of the bath got on her kneed, dripping wet and started to suck my cock like she hadn’t eaten in weeks. She devoured it trying to fit as much in as possible while playing with my balls and wanking my cock. I leant over and gave her ass a good spank and said “you like that cock don’t you, you want that cock” I said shoving it down her throat
She removed her lips from my cock to nod and say “I’ve never had anything like it before I fucking love it! It’s so huge and I can’t stop wanting it”
“Well. It’s all yours you dirty little slut. You can have it whenever you like as long as you do what I want when I want it” I said forcefully
“Yes darling, anything you want, just don’t make me go without this again”
“Right, well as you came twice last night, I think you owe me one, so suck me til I come in your mouth”
She quickened her pace and was almost like a porn star going to work. “cum for me baby, give mommy that huge load of yours in her mouth” she carried on.
It wasn’t long before I shot another huge load inside her. This time all down her throat with a little bit dribbling down her chin. She looked up into my eyes as she swallowed every last drop as if to say ‘I’m yours now’.

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Teaching Her Girls How To Fuck(Part 4 The Holidays)

I left Peg and the girls and headed back to Fort Bragg, as my leave was up. It was back to work, getting ready for possible redeployed in the next few months. I kept in touch with Peg and the girls through various forms of communications(cell phone, emails, texts, and sometimes just a regular letter). She informed me that the girls would be with their dad over Thanksgiving weekend, and would it be ok if she came and visited me.
I told her I would be delighted to have her here with me. I have a small house on base, with two bedrooms. I told her that my CO is holding a party on Saturday night, for those who are still on the base. Which usually means that if you left the base for Thanksgiving, you made sure you were back on Saturday. Just before my last leave, I had received my promotion to Staff Sergeant (E-6), and would be one of the honored guests at the party.
Peg took the kids to their dad’s Tuesday night, and she took Wednesday off from work, and left at 6 am, and figured to be at the base sometime mid afternoon. She called at 2 pm saying that she was at the base. I was there in 5 minutes to meet and greet her.
We got back to the house, and I helped her get her bags into the bedroom. She put her things in the dresser drawers that I had emptied for her and hung up her good clothes in the closet. She then turn and looked at me.
“You know it has been a long couple of months, and I have thought about you constantly ,” she said to me, as she wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss.
We stripped our clothes off, and made our way over to the bed, kissing passionately, and grouping each other, both of us full of sexual lust. She started to work her way down on me, kissing and sucking my nipples, as she stroked my cock. She then moved on down to my rock hard cock, and plant kiss all over it and my balls. The effect was sending electrical jolts through my body.
She looked at me and said, “I just can’t wait anymore I am so wet, that I need you in me right now.”
She moved up and straddled me, guiding my cock right into her steaming wet hole. It felt like I just entered a furnace, she was so hot. She rode me like there was no tomorrow, just pounded on top of me as fast as she could. I thought for a minute we would were shaking the whole base.
She threw her head back and cried, “I am going to cum,” and she had a very intense orgasm, bathing my cock, balls, and thighs with her cream.
For some reason she did not crash into my arms or stop fucking me, she kept right on going. She had this wild crazy look on her face and in her eyes.
She yelled, “I am coming again,” as she let loose with another wet orgasm, soaking me again, and then she collapsed on my chest.
I let her calm down for a few minutes and then rolled her over, never letting my cock out of her pussy. I started to fuck her nice and slow, with deep strokes, hoping that I could last for a while. She started to wiggle and squirm, as I picked up the pace. Soon I could feel that tell tale sign of my nuts tightening up and my cum start to race up my shaft, and I shot a load that lifted her hips right off the bed.
We both laid there exhausted, our hearts were just pounding from all that sexual excitement. Finally with her in my arms we fell asleep. When we woke up, it was dark outside. We took a shower together, which lead to another session of fucking, till the water started to get cold.
We were both hungry and together we made dinner of fried pork chops, vegetable, and a salad. After we cleaned up and did the dishes, we went into the livingroom and watched some TV. It was not long and we were making out like a couple of teenage kids, with out tongues buried in each others mouth, as she started to lightly stroke my cock.
She said, “I am soooo horny, and want you to make love to me.”
“Oh as if I could not figure that one out.” I whispered back into her ear.
I picked her up and carried her to my bed. We stripped our clothes off, and jumped into bed. I gave her a very passionate kiss, with our tongues lightly flicking over each other. She starts to stroke my cock again.
As we broke the kiss, she says, “Oh it feels so good to be here with you.”
I responded by kissing her lightly and softly on the lips, and then on her ears, and down her neck. I continued down to her breast, softly kiss and sucking her nipples. They were rock hard, like two missiles waiting to be fired. My hand got busy stroking her slit, and she spread her legs to give me better access. I inserted a finger into pussy, and it was sopping wet. I pushed in as deep as I could inside of her, and started to rub the roof of her vagina hitting her g-spot, then moved back and rubbed her clit, I kept switch between the two sending her into orbit.
“O MY GODDDDDD I am going to cum.” She cries out in delight.
Her secretion starts to thicken on my finger and hand. She throws her arms around me and locks her legs on my hand, as her body begins to shake from a massive orgasm. She flops over and lays there for a minute or two, I look over at her and could see the sweat lightly glistening off her body.
She smiles weakly at me and said, “dam that was good, you really got me off.”
She moved down on me and started to suck my cock, and play with my sack. Three times she brought me up for an eruption, only to let me calm down. Man was she a good cock sucker.
She moved up on top of me, and guided my shaft into her sheathe, and started to work on my firing controls. She fucks me hard till I started to feel my sack tighten up and my cum shaft expand. Soon my balls let loose a flow of my white lava, and I flooded her pussy with my hot cream.. She collapsed down on top of me, still shaking from her orgasm.
“Was that good for you baby.” She purred into my ear.
I was still out of breath and just hugged her, and nodded my head yes.
Thursday she raped me in the morning. We went to a nice restaurant for Thanksgiving dinner. The rest of the day was spent in bed, seem she could not get enough of me. Friday I showed her around the base. For dinner we got dressed up and went to a fancy restaurant. She fucked me most of the night Friday. I told her Saturday that I needed some rest so I would look good at the party.
The party was nice, and well attended by our guys and their spouse’s or dates. Peg looked outstanding in her low cut silver dress that was full length with a slit running up one side to mid thigh. The dress was form fitting, and showed off all of her curves. It was very sexy.
A lot of the guys were asking about her, wanting all the details of how we met and where was this heading.
The CO called me up front to congratulate me on achieving the rank of Staff Sergeant.
The party wound down around mid night, and we headed back home.
As we laid in the bed naked in each others arms, and our kisses became more passionate, soon our tongues began to caress the others lovingly. My hand was on her breast rubbing and tweaking her nipples. Then I slowly worked my way down to her breast and started to gently nibble on her nipples. This was giving her a great deal of satisfaction, as she began to moaning and groaning, when I started to suck and bite them harder.
My hand was now softly stroking her thighs, and rubbing her bare pussy lips. I spread her lips and inserted my finger and was she ready, her pussy was wet. I went to work on her pussy, getting it good and wet, and then moved up to her clit. I got that little jewel to shine like a beacon. Her breathing was getting heavier and faster, till finally she gave a groan and a gasp, and locked her legs together, as her orgasm washed over her.
I started to kiss my way down from her breast to her pussy, kissing her stomach and belly button, till I got to her swollen pussy lips. She spread her legs wide to give me full access to her love hole. I gently started to probe her pussy with my tongue, getting my tongue inside as far as I could, and then out and up to her clit, to lick her jewel. She was squirming and moving in harmony with me eating her out.
“OOOO my goddddd,” she suddenly shout, and has a very intense orgasm, locking her legs around my head.
She covering my whole face with her love juices. When I got free I looked up at her, with her cum dripping off my face.
“Opps sorry, come here and let me wipe your face clean.” She said rather embarrassly.
She cleaned my face off and then went down and started to suck my cock.
“I am not going to last very long under your talented tongue.”I said to her.
She stops and smiles at me and moves up and impales herself on my cock. Driving it deep into her pussy. She rocks away, and I can feel her pussy walls gripping my cock. It was not long and I gave a groan. I held her hips tight to my cock, as it is buried deep in her pussy, spewing out my seed. She collapses back in my arms smothering my face with kisses. We laid together in each others arms till sleep over took us.
Sunday morning we had an early breakfast, and I load the bags into her car.
“I have from Dec. 23 to Jan 2 off for the holidays.” I told her. “Do you think that I could come and spend it with you and the girls?”” I asked her with a smile on my face.
She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a kiss, “you know that you can,” she replied with shining eyes.
“Well that is settled, I will see you in a month,” I said as I kissed her back.
She departed shortly after that, and I knew the next month will take forever to get here.
“O my god he is here,” screamed Wanda, as I pulled into their driveway in the late afternoon on December 23.
I got my bags out of the car, as the girls charged out to give me hugs and kisses. They each took a duffel bag, and I took in the presents. Peg was at the door to greet me with a passionate kiss. She had a nice dinner ready for us when I got settled in. When we finished the meal, and cleaned up the mess and did the dishes, both girls were arguing who was going to get me first.
Peg settled the argument by telling them that it was a long drive, and I was probably tired. I agreed with her statement. We all watched TV for a while, and then the yawns got me and it was bed time.
We both stripped naked and laid down in bed.
“Just lay back and enjoy this,” She told me, as she inhaled my cock into her mouth.
She proceed to make love to my cock, using those succulent lips, and her warm mouth. She took my whole cock deep into her throat, using the milking motions of her throat muscle, and the gentle massage of my sack with her hands, my cock did not stand a chance.
“O God honey,” I exclaimed as I gushed forth a fountain of cum into her throat. She sucked me dry of all my cum, never spilling a drop.
From the long drive to that great blow job, I slept just like a baby, never waking once in the night.
The next morning I woke up with Peg in my arms still asleep, and two young girls at the end of the bed sucking on my stiff cock. Pretty quick Wendy spit my cock out and mounts me, inserting my pecker into her young pussy. She was riding my cock, while Wanda was licking my balls.
Peg woke and saw the action going on and decide to join by positioning her pussy over my face. She spread her shaved pussy lips, so I could eat her out. My tongue quickly found her hidden clitoris, and licked it into an aroused enlarged state. I could feel her liquids start to flow over my face as she started to cum.
Wendy was moaning and groaning as she had her own orgasm, coating my cock with her cream. She dismounted and let Wanda fuck herself on my cock till I filled her young snatch with my cum.
We all collapsed together on Peg’s bed to recover from our sexual endeavor. It was our first of many foursomes to come in the next ten days. Each day I would fuck one of the three girls and fill their pussy full of my cum. Sometime one or both of the other two, would join us in the sexual festivities.
On Christmas day we gather around the Christmas tree to pass out present. For the two girls, I gave them camouflage tee shirt, and hat to wear, and copies of my dog tags to wear as a neckless. I also got them bracelet’s with their birth stones in it for them to wear.
I got Peg a diamond ear rings, pendant, and bracelet matching set. Some perfume that I had bought in Paris, and army issued camouflage tee shirt and boxers that she always wanted.
They got me the usual junk that a guy does not need. With the exception of a real nice 8×10 portrait of the three of them for me to put in my house.
New Year’s Eve we all dressed up and went to a nice restaurant and then to a movie. We got home around 11 or so.
I told the girls,” that tonight was for Peg and me, and tomorrow for all of us.” As Peg headed back to her bedroom, while I talked with the girls for a few minutes.
When I got back to her bedroom, she had a half a dozen candles lite. She was sitting on her bed naked, with a seductive smile on her face, and her fingers were stroking her pussy lips. I have never seen her play with herself before, it had me really turned on.
“Stroke that pussy baby, I want to see you cum,”” I softly cooed, as I stripped my clothes off, and climbed into bed with her.
Slowly she started to play with her pussy, and with her clit, I could see the moisture collect on her fingers and pussy lips. Her other hand was tweaking her nipples. She picked up the speed with her fingers, and I could her a slurping sound coming from her cunt.
Her green eyes were staring right at me, her mouth was opened, and she was starting to gasp for air. I could tell by the look on her face she was getting close to an orgasm. I thought I would help her out by starting to stroke my hard cock.
Her eyes flicked back and forth, to watching me, to watching my cock, and she worked her fingers even fast and deeper into her pussy.
“OOO my god honey I am going to cum soon,” she cried.
“Hold on baby, I am almost there.” I replied, as I stroked my cock faster
“Hurry so am I .” she panted.
I gave a groan and shot my load all over my stomach, just as she gave a sharp cry, and creamed her hand with her orgasm. We sat there panting for a while, till we calmed down. Then she leaned forward and started to lick my cock, cleaning it up, and then licking my stomach, getting all my liquid white gold off it.
I pushed her back on her bed and kneeled down and started to lick her soaked pussy. Her lips were puffy and swollen with lust, and her clit stood out begging to be sucked. I worked her clit over, till I heard her start to moan, and her body started to squirm and twist. She grabbed my head and push it hard into her pussy, and blew her orgasm all over my face.
By that time my cock was super hard again, and I moved up and planted it deep into her pussy. We got into a rhythm, and had the bed just a rocking. I keep up a good pounding pace, and it was not long and she wrapped her legs around me and squeezed me tight as another orgasm racked her body.
I finally felt my cock start to throb, and I fired off my second load of the night, filling her pussy up with my precious seed. The last explosion tired me out and I sort of collapsed on top of her, and laid there for a few moments, till she pushed me off.
I looked up and the two girls were there watching the show that we just put on with their mouths wide open in surprise. I just pulled the sheet up over us and we fell asleep in the spoon position.
The next day I spent the whole day servicing the two girls and Peg. I put a load of cum in each one of them. By dinner time I was spent, I cried uncle, no mas. I need to get back to the base just to rest and relax. January 2 I head back to the base, after I said goodbye to Peg and the girls.

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A Family Man: Part 5 Home Cumming

Sorry this took so long to get out. Life got in the way and this chapter required a ton of re-writes for continuity’s sake. I hope you enjoy. Leave a like and comment, please.

Sydney

Although it seems far into the story, this is part one. If anyone is interested in how the story began/prequels i would be happy to oblige

First Time with Dad

My parents keep themselves in pretty good shape and my mom still looks fantastic in her bikini while my dad still wears the same pant size from when he graduated from college. Indeed, my Mom loves it when people mistake her for my older sister! No doubt it helps that she only had to give birth to one child. I was a rough delivery and so based on her doctor’s recommendation, my mom didn’t have any more children. As her only child, she and I have always very close and I share everything I do with her.

Mum finds out I’m a Nudist … bit of a BIG surprise

My name is David and I’m 26 years old and lived in 1 bedroom flat in a small town in the UK. I had recently separated from my long-term girlfriend and so was now living alone. When I was younger, I remember my parents taking me to many nudists’ beaches on holiday in warmer countries. I was a bit too young to realise then or even care but obviously something was born into me then that never left.

Ride or Die pt 1.

Hi everyone! It’s Phoenix Cinders. I’ve got another story for you to fap too. This story does contain anal sex, sex with a transgender woman, lots of anal sex, transgender woman topping a male college student. Consensual sex. And a little bit of romance. All people participating in sex or anything lewd is of the legal age of 18 or older. If none of that appeals to you, please move on. If it does, fap away.

The Mom Incident

The Mom Incident
It started as a normal day for Ginger, her husband went to work and her son was off to school. The house work was always there and she wasn’t in the mood to clean today. Perhaps a visit to the new lingerie boutique at the mall was what she needed.
Upon arrival at the store she was amazed at the cost of there merchandise, my god she thought $95 for one outfit. It might be worth it as Russell her husband was more interested in golf these days then her.
Ginger was short five foot tall, around 145 lbs which had settled in her tits which were 36D’s and her ass. She had red hair, a great smile and as she had heard Russell’s friends say breeder hips. She enjoyed sex and not having any in six months was getting frustrating. Perhaps this outfit would spice her life up. After her purchase she stopped for a cup of coffee where the server tried to hit on her. Although she felt flattered he couldn’t have been more then 17 or 18, slightly older then her son.
He continued to make conversation and she noticed a slight bulge in his pants. Well at least he enjoys looking at me was her first thought. As she got up to leave he handed her a note which read, my name is Albert and a phone number. Smiling coyly at him she tucked the not in her bag, gave him a generous tip and headed for her car.
Once in the car she looked at the note. I should call him what harm can it do she thought, besides he liked looking at my tits. Dialing the number it rang three times before he answered with “Al here who is this”? Taking a deep breath she replied, “Hi I’m Ginger you gave me your number remember”? Al was shocked this was great, “Hi Ginger how are you”? “I’m fine, why did give me your name and number”? Al took a few seconds before answering. “How else can we go out if we don’t have each others phone numbers and names”? Go out with a 18 year old, Ginger what the hell are you thinking girl. “Well before we get ahead of our selves perhaps you can tell me a little about yourself”.
For the entire drive home he told her about how he had just quit school and wanted to become a musician. He took any job he could find where he worked during the day so he could work on his music at night. He explained he played best when he smoked pot, but only did it on an occasional base. He hadn’t had a girl friend in about a year and was looking for a date.
Ginger asked “Don’t you think I’m a little old for you”? Al laughed, “No way what are you thirty two or three”? This was a great compliment as she was going to be forty four on her birthday. She decided to lie and responded with “You guessed it thirty two”. She told him she was married but things weren’t going great and she needed outside interests. Al asked her what outfit she had bought at the boutique. Without any hesitation she replies, “Yellow bra and panties with black garter belt and stockings, and six inch heels”. “Wow I would sure like to see them on you”. She was giggling and coyly “Whispered perhaps someday.
They chatted for another few minutes, at that point Al asked her to come over to his place Friday night. “I’ll have to get back to you on that”. They both said good by and hung up.
It would be nice to go out on a date with a young guy she thought they have unbelievable stamina. How would I pull it off? From that point forward they talked at least twice a day. They became comfortable with each other and discussed getting together often. If only she could? The next two weeks went by with no opportunity for her to get away. Wednesday afternoon fate stepped in. She was cleaning when the phone rang it was Russell. “Hi honey, what’s up”? “Ginger they just asked me to go to our London office”. “Oh really, when”? “They want me to leave Friday, for the rest of the month to work on the Galaxo merger”. “Well we’ll talk about it tonight”. They hung up and she thought well now Al and I may be able to get together.
Thursday evening Russell packed for the long flight Friday and left at his usual time Friday morning. Her son Terry and her sat at the kitchen table discussing the trip and perhaps they would go over for a long weekend in a few weeks. Terry seemed up for the trip. Once he was gone she called Al. She explained they might be able to get together if wanted to. His delight was overwhelming he was so excited he could hardly contain himself. When, what time, what day, finally she cut him off and explained she would call later with the details. Before they hung up he asked “Any chance you can wear the outfit you bought at the boutique for me”? Her reply was “We’ll see”.
Terry got home from school at around two and was on the phone in his room for about twenty minutes before he came down stairs. “Mom, can I go with Stan’s family to there cabin tonight”? Well this was perfect both of them would be out for the weekend. “Sure honey, are they going to pick you up or do I have to drive you over”? “No they’ll be picking me up, his dad wants to get an early start to beat the weekend traffic”. “They’ll be here in about an hour”. “Ok go pack your stuff”.
No sooner had Terry left the house then she called Al. “Hi Al, I was wondering about getting together tonight, does that work for you”? “Sure does except my guitar player and I are putting the final touches on a new number we’ve been working on”. “Why not come over and listen to us”? “Afterwards we can get pizza”.
“Ok give me your address”. The next several hours she fixed herself and kept looking at the outfit. Oh hell put it on it makes you feel sexy so why not. Besides it’s not like your going to fuck him. Taking great pain to look her best she was ready to leave by 6:30.
Once in the car she called him and they chatted until she pulled up at his apartment. Parking the car she entered the building. She started looking for unit number 330. The unit was on the third floor at the end of the hall. Taking a deep breath she knocked and the door opened. Al stood there in boxer shorts and nothing else. “Hi Ginger”. He bent over and kissed her. “Come in, this is Frank”. The two exchanged hellos, “Ginger please sit down”. “You really look great”. “Thank you”. They were working on this particular part of a song and just weren’t getting it right.
Al went to the kitchen and brought back three large joints and beers, “We need to chill out for a while before we can get back to the piece”. Before she realized it they lit up. All three were smoking and talking about the music. Soon the pot was taking an effect as she was feeling very mellow and very horny.
Al told Frank about Gingers visit to the boutique, “Have you seen the outfit she bought”? “No” replied Al. “I sure would like to”. Ginger giggled the guys got up and came over and sat next to her on the sofa. Al leaned into her and kissed her full on the mouth, there tongues inter locked. Frank was messaging her left breast and her nipples were rock hard. Al removed his tongue and Frank put his tongue down her throat while Al messaged her right breast. She felt a warm wetness between her legs, this feels wonderful was her thought. This continued for at least ten minutes she was wet, hot and horny. Finally they all came up for air, Ginger was breathing very heavily as Al spoke. “Ginger did you bring the outfit”? Smiling coyly she stood up and asked, “Bathroom please”. As she headed for the bathroom she realized both guys had huge hard ons.
She entered the bathroom and looked in the mirror, girl these guys are as horny as you are. They seem to have good size cocks and you did wear the outfit. She kept asking herself if I go out there in this outfit they will realize I’m in the mood. What should I do? I hope they have rubbers. Finally she made a decision five minutes later she emerged from the bathroom. Both guys gave her a big smile. Frank spoke first,” Ginger come sit here between us”. “Ok but do you like my look”? From the looks of the bulges she didn’t need an answer. She sat between them.
Frank kissed her breast and immediately starting rubbing her clit through her panties. She spread her legs so he could get easy access. Al unhook her bra and it fell to the floor, her nipples were rock hard and her breathing had quicken as she felt a wave starting to sweep over her. She moaned, grabbed Franks hand as she started to spasm with delight. Frank looked into her eyes, “Let’s go to the bedroom”. The three of them got up and went in the room. Frank kissed her passionately on the mouth “Ginger please take off your panties”? Hooking the waistband of the flimsy material she wiggled her hips and down they came. Before leaving the house she had trimmed her bush so it was nicely cropped. “You are beautiful”, said Frank. Ginger looked into his eyes, “Honey fuck me”. Frank laid her on the bed and she spread wide as he got between her legs. He rubbed his cock head up and down her wet pussy several time and then gently slipped the head in. She felt a slight pressure then he was in. He had a large cock, bigger then her husband. “Go slow baby, I need to get use to that big cock of yours”. He worked up and down slowly but continued to push deeper and deeper until he felt the bottom of her pussy. “Ugh oh” was all they heard from her as he was now balls deep and his pumping had quicken. Grabbing his shoulder and pulling him close she whispered, ”Baby shoot a big load deep in me please”. She just kept moaning until the wave of passion overtook her and she climaxed violently screaming with pleasure.
Frank exploded deep in her and it felt wonderful, hot cum was being pumped deep into her womb. They both lay there waiting for there breath to slow down.
Frank moved off and Al got between her legs, her pussy was leaking cum so his cock slipped right in with no trouble he went balls deep. “Honey you feel great pump slowly so we can enjoy it”. Al rhythm was slow at first the started to quicken. Her pussy was milking his cock, he pushed deeper, and she felt him stiffen and cum exploded out of his cock, hot cum once again flooding her womb. This caused another orgasm for her and she screamed and moaned with pleasure.
Al rolled off, she was really leaking cum. “Honey give me my panties so I don’t dribble all over the bed” Frank handed them to her and she pulled them on. “At least the cum will stay where you guys put it she said with a laugh”.
“Ginger you have one tight pussy it was great”. “Thank you Frank, your cock is really great”. “Both your cocks are really great”. “Right now my pussy isn’t as tight as it was as its very wet”. They all just sat there with big smiles. Ginger knew she needed that. “Ginger”? “Yes Frank” “How about a blow job”? “Well I suppose so on one condition”. “Which is” “You both fuck me again”.
“You’ve got a deal”.
Ginger got on her knees, she took Franks cock and kissed the head, swirled her tongue around it and took it deep in her mouth. It had been a long time since anyone had asked her for a blow job and she was going to do her best. She sucked it deeply while messaging his nut sack. She kept up a slow motion of in and out while her tongue swirled around the head. She felt a warm feeling between her legs, another orgasm was coming. He pace quicken, she sucked the cock as deep as she could, he grabbed her head and held it in place as he shot spurt after spurt in her mouth. She swallowed once and pulled her head back so the remaining cum filled her mouth. His dick went lips, looking up in his eyes she opened her mouth to show him the load, closed her lips and swallowed.
Al and Frank both smiled you like cum don’t you“? Her response was “I sure do, Al baby would you like a blow job”? Al was on his feet with his cock in her mouth instantly.
She sucked Al’s cock just as she had Franks and as his cum filled her mouth she had yet another orgasm. She thought she saw stars.
They sat on the bed looking at each other; all Ginger could think about was I hope they can fuck me again. After about two hours of talking, Frank looked at her rolled on his back and said “Baby get on my dick”. “I thought you’d never ask, she said with a laugh”. She pulled her panties down and impaled herself on the rock hard cock. She was working it in and out, it felt wonderful as cum was still leaking out of her. Feeling pressure on her rectum she realized Al was going to butt fuck her. His cock was lubed up really well and it slipped in quite easily. She started crying as his cock went balls deep into her ass. Now she realized the cock heads were touching each other only being separated by a sheer membrane. It hurt but felt great at the same time. They work up a rhythm she started moaning and crying at the same time. Al came first and she felt her ass being flooded with hot cum, the feeling caused Frank to cum and her pussy was rewarded with another sperm bath. Which cause her to orgasm yet again really hard?
As there cocks plopped out she looked like a well fucked women and they all laughed at the comment. She told them “I’ve never been double fucked in my life much less had my ass fucked”. Al smiled at her “So what do you think” “Well I might be walking a little funny but I could get use to it if I practice a lot”.
They all lay there together and dozed off. When she woke up it had to be six thirty in the morning. Opening her eyes she realized the time. “Oh shit I’m screwed”, she sprang out of bed grabbed her clothes and was almost dressed before either guy was wide awake.
“Guys I’ve got to go, I’ll call you later” she was out the door and in her car in two minutes. The entire drive home she kept reviewing the events of the previous evening. My butt is sore as hell and my pussy feels almost the same but I feel great, at least well fucked she thought. I didn’t brush my teeth I can still taste there cum, in my mouth I’m such a whore, and she laughed. Once home she checked the answering machine, well no messages. Then a shower clean clothes and coffee.
She called Al and thanked him for a wonderful time. They joked about her walking and she told him yes in fact she was walking funny but could get very use to the feeling if he and Frank wouldn’t mind practicing with her. Al told her both guys were very willing to practice all she wanted. “I’ll call you Sunday sweetie and she hung up.
Sunday Terry came home and after a snack went to his room. She heard him on the phone but couldn’t hear who he was talking to. Since she needed a few things she called to Terry she was going out did he need anything and since he yelled back no she went out.
It took longer then she expected and didn’t get home for almost two hours. After putting the groceries away she headed up stairs, Terry’s door was closed but she heard voices. Knocking she opening the door her mouth fell open. Terry was on his bed watching his computer screen naked with his cock rock hard in hand. Sitting in the chairs were Al and Frank. They had rock hard cocks in hand too.
Terry smiles, “Mom you’re a porn queen”. “I am”? “Sure are we’ve watched the video twice already”. “They were videoing me”? Al and Frank stood up walked over to her and started taking her clothes off. Frank smiled, “Were going to do some practicing”. Hesitating she said ”My sons in the room”. Frank spoke “He wants that pussy and ass too”. “Really you do Terry”? As her bra feel to the floor she looked at her son, then her panties were slide down. They moved her to the bed where Al laid down cock straight up. Coyly she asked “For me”? “Sure is Ginger”. As she lowered herself onto the stiff cock Terry said “Mom I want a blow job like you gave the guys Friday, ok”? Since Terry’s cock was already in her mouth all she could do was grunt yes.
The three cocks worked slowly at first then gradually started to quicken the pace. Her sons cock twitched, he grabbed her by the head pushed his cock deep down her throat and blew a large spurt of cum down her throat. Pushing him back so the head was still in her mouth she continued to suck as spurt after spurt filled her mouth. He spurted six times before it stopped. His dick plopped out and she showed him the generous load of cum in her mouth then closed her lips and swallowed. The other two cocks were working her to a feverous pace and the fire between her legs burst like a dam. The orgasm was wondrous and a moment later her bowels were rewarded with a generous load of hot sticky cum. Thirty seconds later her hips were pulled deep on the cock and her pussy received a deep sperm shower.
The three lay there letting there breathing return to normal. Terry looks at her “Mom, the guys will be staying with us until dad gets home”. “In the next few weeks you will be practiced with every day at least twice”. “Unless you have to go out all you need to wear are panties in the house”. “Oh”? “We really like your tits bouncing around” Al chimed up with “The big wet stains in the front and back of your panties look really sexy too”. She smiled “I could not do it without you guys, but this must be our secret, right”? “Ginger got up and headed for the shower, how do I get myself into these things? Later we must discuss condoms. All they want me in is panties, guess I have to go shopping soon.

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I wanted to be raped…

I wanted to be raped. Not really raped. Just pretend, fun raped. So like everything you want these days, I looked online. Nothing. I placed an ad asking for what I wanted. Just like that. I can’t remember what I wrote now, but I imagine it was some approximation of my fantasy. Or…not really my fantasy because only someone special could have made that happen. To pretend to rape me and make it seem real and then cuddle and laugh with me later? That person does not exist, I am pretty sure. Or if they do I won’t be into that person otherwise than sexually, and that gets boring. Anyway…
So I got a response. Maybe several responses but I only followed up on one. He was married, so he probably would not be able to get too attached after the fact. He was older, which is better for this scenario. Because rape is all about power, after all. And who wants to lose power to a peer? It’s demoralizing and that’s not sexy. Also he was semi-attractive. Or attractive enough to do what I wanted him to do, anyway.
We e-mailed back and forth a few times. I never spoke to him on the phone. I didn’t want to become too friendly. I planned it out and he agreed to follow the rules. He told me I was hot and seemed pathetically grateful that I was willing to let him touch me under any circumstances. I began to doubt he was into rape fantasy so much as he was into touching female flesh which did not belong to his wife. I shrugged it off because I didn’t have the courage to start again. I wanted this to happen and he was already in. So we set the date and the time it was to happen.
I was so keyed up the night before I couldn’t sleep. I tossed all night until about two hours before. I got up and showered and did my hair and makeup. I unlocked the front door and put on some panties and arranged myself under the covers so that my bare breasts showed. I pretended to sleep.
The front door opened. My heart was audibly pounding against my sternum, but my face didn’t give me away. My eyes remained closed and I controlled my breathing. I looked serene, unworried that a complete stranger was in my apartment, in my bedroom ogling my naked breasts. I felt his hands on them, grunting appreciatively under his breath as he fondled me. I felt him pull back the covers and heard him take a sharp breath in. His hands wandered all over my body, groping from my thighs to my breasts and back again. His hands left me and I waited a beat before I peeked through slitted lids. He was undressing. I took in his suburban dad windbreaker and his New Balance sneakers and smirked before I forced myself back into my peaceful pretend sleep. I felt his bare skin rub along mine as he climbed into my bed. I felt his legs on either side of me. I thought maybe he would just start fucking me while I pretended to sleep, but he moved up along my body until his thighs squeezed my ribcage and I felt his head poke my chin. I chose to pretend to wake up then. I stretched and opened my eyes, and seeing this man, gasped and tried to struggle. He grabbed my wrists and held them over my head. He took advantage of my gasp to shove his dick into my mouth.
“Shhh,” he said. “You’re all right, just be a good girl and this will all be over soon.”
I have to admit I was incredibly turned on. Of course I was, I was having my fantasy come true. He held me down and gagged me on his dick for a few more thrusts before I started raising my head to suck it more.
“Oh my god you want to suck it, you’re so fucking hot you little whore. Keep sucking my big dick, slut.” He grunted the words through gritted teeth.
He fucked my mouth with such enthusiasm that it popped out and I gasped the only word that came to mind…
“Please.”
“Please more or please stop?” He moved so that he was stretched out on top of me, his cock pushed into my belly.
“Don’t rape me. Please.” I tried to make my eyes looks wide and innocent and pleading.
He kissed me hard, sucking my tongue into his mouth and stabbing my mouth with his. He tasted of toothpaste and coffee. Maybe I was the only woman he’d ever kissed besides his wife. Maybe his wife wouldn’t blow him or even have boring vanilla sex with him…I brought my mind abruptly back to the present…
“You wanted this, whore; you leave your door unlocked and sleep in only panties? You’re begging to be raped.” He reached between us and pulled my panties down enough for him to rub his cock between my labia, which were quite slick already from my arousal.
He groaned and closed his eyes “So fucking wet already, you’re a bad girl who likes being raped by strangers, aren’t you?” I shook my head. “Aren’t you, whore?” I shook my head again. He reached behind my head and grabbed a handful of hair, pulling my head back. He bit along my throat and kept asking me if I was a bad girl who liked being raped by strangers. I said nothing, I couldn’t move my head because of his grip on my hair.
“Admit it, whore.”
I said nothing. Until he got to my breasts. He sucked my nipple into his mouth and bit it hard, rolling his tongue over the sensitive tip. I moaned with pleasure, wanting him to spend hours, days just torturing my nipples like that. He did the same to my other nipple and then stopped and looked at me.
“Say it. Say it or I’ll stop.”
“I’m a bad girl who likes being raped by strangers.” I finally said, in a small, little girl voice. That must have really turned him on because he went back to licking sucking and biting my nipples and thrust his hard, bare member deep into me. Wait a second, this guy agreed he’d wear a condom! Maybe he put it on when my eyes were still shut.
“Are you wearing a condom?” I asked in my normal voice.
He tightened his grip on my wrists, remaining all the way inside me and looked up from hi assault on my breasts long enough squint his eyes at me and say “Nope. I’m going to shoot my cum deep in you, whore.” I have to admit part of me really wanted it, but the bigger, more practical side said no.
“Whoa whoa whoa, wait right there buddy, that wasn’t the deal, you agreed…” He moved up to look me in the eye, his face hovering centimeters above mine and clamped his hand on my mouth.
“Look bitch, you wanted to get raped, and it’s not rape if you’re calling all the shots. Now shut the fuck up.” And with that he took a scarf I had laid on my bedside table so that he could tie me up if he wished and used it. He tied my wrists together tightly and then tied them over my head to my headboard. I didn’t know if I was more scared or more aroused, but I think the fear fed the arousal. I didn’t fight him off at all. I let him tie me up. He moved off me and I feebly kicked at him but missed. I didn’t really want to hurt him and make him angry. He took my panties the rest of the way off and shoved them in my mouth. I didn’t open my mouth for him but when he pinched my nose shut, I opened my mouth right away. I didn’t even try to hold my breath. He opened my drawers and found a couple of pairs of tights he used to tie my ankles to opposite posts at the foot of my bed. Now I was lying face up, completely naked and spread eagle on my bed with a stranger who was going to really rape me. He knew I had no plans until later that day, because I had told him after he asked how long we had.
“You really are a sexy whore, I’m really glad you put that ad up. I can’t believe I’m going to get to fuck a hot piece like you, baby.” He ran his hands over my stomach and up to my breasts, cupping them, pushing them together letting them go, bouncing them up and down. I was powerless to stop him, and even if I hadn’t been tied up and gagged, I don’t think I would have stopped him anyway.
He got back into bed next to me and sucked my nipples some more, sucking harder and harder, until I thought he might actually suck them off. The pain was intense but also unbelievably arousing. I became wetter than I can ever remember being before. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation. Before too long I felt him on top of me, felt his cock pushing inside my pussy again.
“You’re so fucking wet baby. After I rape you and shoot a few loads up in your wonderful pussy, I wanna make love to you. Would you like that baby?”
I had to be honest, so I nodded. He pulled my panties out of my mouth and kissed me. This time he wasn’t so sloppy or eager, he took his time and took control of my mouth, while his cock took control of my pussy. I was more turned on than I had ever been. I felt his cock jerking as it pumped semen into my womb. I hadn’t cum yet, but I didn’t care.
“Oh my god, you’re a good whore baby. You wanna be daddy’s little whore, don’t you baby?”
I moaned as I felt his cock get hard inside of me again and nodded. I looked up at him with big innocent eyes and moved my hips up, trying to make him go deeper inside me.
“Is daddy’s whore on birth control?”
I shook my head no, and he grinned.
“Good. I want to make my whore fat with a baby so these will get bigger and start giving milk,” he said as he started pulling on my nipples with my teeth.
I moaned again and threw my head back, but he pulled me back with his sharp, commanding voice.
“You are to keep your eyes open and keep watching what I do to you until I say otherwise, understood?”
I nodded.
He pulled his cock out of me and I gave a small sigh of disappointment. He moved so that he straddles my chest and put his cock between my breasts. Using my nipples, he pulled my breasts together so they created a nice little valley for his cock to push through. I had never had someone use me for a titty wank before, and I quite liked it. Not that I got off on it, but I liked being used as an object of pleasure. He pushed my breasts together harder and harder as his hips picked up their pace and soon he was shooting more spunk all over my face. I had to close my eyes momentarily while he wipe it out of that area, but I opened them again and looked up at him, my face dripping with his cum. He held the fingers he used to get it out of my eyes to my mouth and I opened up, licking his fingers clean. He left the rest of his cum where it landed and rolled off me. He spent maybe a half hour suckling at my nipples, alternating back and forth. I still hadn’t spoken. Eventually he raised himself up on one elbow and looked me in the face.
“Are you all right with what we did?”
I nodded.
“I really do want to keep this up with you on a regular basis. I think we want the same things sexually. Do you want that? Do you want me to be your daddy and you can be my slutty baby girl? You can talk again.”
“Yes, I want to be your slutty baby girl, daddy.” I couldn’t even believe I was saying those words and meaning them, but I did. The way he went off script and really did make the rape a little more real just made me really crazy about him.
“I think my little whore deserves an orgasm.” He got up and untied me, allowing the blood to flow back into my limbs. He lay on his back and ordered me to get on top of him. I don’t know when it happened, but his cock was hard again and ready to go. I straddled his hips and let his cock slide into my pussy.
“Ok, baby, you go to town on daddy’s hard cock; make yourself cum as much as you want. You deserve it, baby.” He reached up and fondled my breasts while I began to ride my new daddy. Pretty soon he moved his hands to support his head and just watched me as I rode him.
“Look at my baby’s tits, the way they bounce. So sexy. How big are my baby’s titties?”
“40DD, daddy.” I answered.
“And my baby is sure she’s not on any kind of birth control?”
“None, daddy, I swear.”
“Oh baby, daddy is going to take such good care of you. You’re going to make daddy rich, baby, but we’ll talk about that later. You keep riding daddy.” His hands wandered back to my breasts and he kept tugging on the nipples harder and harder, making me gasp every time.
I had been riding him the whole time he was talking to me and was close to an orgasm.
“Oh god, oh god daddy I’m gonna come”
“Me too baby, come on daddy’s cock baby girl. Oh fuck!”
I came just as I felt him shooting another load into my womb. I milked every drop of semen from him before I collapsed on top of him. He rolled me to the side and put his arms around me. He kissed my forehead and smoothed my hair back. We lay a long while in the afterglow, while he absentmindedly plucked at my nipples. At some point we fell asleep and when I woke up, he was gone.
I looked around and saw all his clothes were gone too. I got up and walked naked into the livingroom, where I saw a note on the coffee table.
“My slutty little girl—
Had to get back to the wife for a little bit, but I took your number from your phone and put mine in under Daddy. When I call, you should be just as I found you today within the hour.
Love,
Daddy”
I felt his semen leaking on my upper thighs and felt the soreness of my nipples when I touched them. I padded back to bed and put a pillow under my hips so as not to lose more of his semen. Somehow I knew he would want me to do that. I rubbed my clit and twisted my nipples until I came again and fell asleep wondering when he would call again and to a lesser extent wondering what he meant about my making us rich.
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I thought I was chatting with an online friend and found out it was her daughter. She liked the pictures I had shared of me cumming on Mum.
She then sent a very naked picture of her for me to cum on.
Mum found it. She was very turned on by the thought and told me that they masturbated together.
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voyeuristic sister

She knew for certain there would be a surprised reaction from her little brother, as she gained the courage to push open his bedroom door and reveal her voyeuristic self; but nothing prepared her for the startling yelp that leapt forth from the very core of his being when she did just that. Nor was she even remotely prepared her for the sight that followed. It was as if he had tried to jump up, but became immediately paralyzed by the moment of his orgasm: his young body all-at-once tensing and jerking up to a position of mid-crunch— eyes wide— shocked and in utter panic to be so suddenly and helplessly exposed by his sister. Instinctively, he tried to clamp down on his little dick as hard as he could, but it proved to be too late; and the timing of being caught at that precise moment was simply too much. His howl, or bark, or yell (or whatever it was) startled both of them. And no sooner had the sound erupted from his lungs than he became frozen and muted in that position as well— bug-eyed and mouth open, agog in disbelief of her throwing open the door— and then he came. All over his sheets. His cum, profoundly and soundly hitting the pillow beside his head. She had no idea! It was a tremendous sight: the cum that shot out of his jerked-to-pink penis, arcing in a series of long roping ribbons that shot over and past his young torso, over and past his shoulder, to splatter audibly on his pillow— *splat, splat, splatter, splatter*— for a moment (both of them) frozen in time, with his cum-spewing little cock uncontrollably shooting its white stuff five or six times, and then it was over.
Well, almost over, of course. Unclenched from his orgasm nearly as quickly as it had seized him, next came the mad scramble for him to cover his blatantly exposed, cum-drooling little penis with something. The closest thing he had at hand was his underwear— a pair of boys’ white briefs discarded casually on the bed beside him— and his sister couldn’t help but (unsuccessfully) suppress a little giggle as she witnessed the comical action of him snatching for such a pathetic piece of cover up. He did, however, next manage to grab the tangle of covers at the foot of his bed and was able to at least get them above his hips. And this time there was no mistaking what he uttered:
“What the HELL are you doing?!!!” he screamed at her. “Get the fuck outta’ HERE!!!” he screeched.
And his shouting was indeed enough to make her tuck tail and run. Bounding down the hallway, before she even made it to her room, she heard his door slam behind her.
It hadn’t gone at all like she had imagined. She had suspected that he would be shocked and probably shout at her; but she had no idea he would immediately start spurting cum from his penis through the air like that! … She had rehearsed in her mind that she would say something like, “don’t stop on my account”— as minutes before she had been spying on him through a door only slightly ajar, gripping her own heated crotch through the tightness of her jeans and basically feeling herself up; her other hand up her baby t-shirt, groping and moving alternately from one small tit to the other, as she stood outside his door and rocked her little body against her hands. She had expected a confrontation, but somehow thought she would persuade him to keep going so she could get an up-close and personal look at his private little jerk off session.
Whether she truly knew it for herself or not at that moment, she would have been fully prepared and ready to drop her jeans and panties and show her little brother the shape of her own virginal sex— such was the nature of her intense curiosity as she continued to explore and discover her developing sexuality. She was kind of amazed by the fact that her little brother, two years her junior, would already have such a member between his legs (as it wasn’t exactly “little”) and that he would no less be stroking it to such a full-on cum, and— oh my god, the sudden replay of him tensing-up and cumming like that!
In a way, it felt more like she had just been busted. And in a way it was true. How long had she been standing at his door? Her heart was beating a million miles an hour. Behind her own door now, she could hear it throbbing in her ears, and she could see her chest pounding through her thin t-shirt. She listened intensely to hear him make some noise, any noise, from the other end of the hallway— but nothing. She stole a glance at herself in her dresser mirror. It almost embarrassed her. She was glossy with sweat. Her mousey brown hair was a bit of a mess, and her mouth was still hanging open from the stupefying moment of having just witnessed her naked little brother spewing such a remarkable fountain of cum. She had made him cum. A loop tape was playing in her mind, and it just kept playing the scene of her young brother, cinching-up, and shooting those five incredible blasts of jetting cum from his penis over and over again. She looked at her mouth. It was wet and pouty-looking. She shuddered. *Splat, splat, splat, splat, splat*— she could still hear his load hitting the pillow, as if in rhythm with her pounding heart.
Her legs were weak, and her mind was racing beyond any coherent tangible thought. Standing in front of her mirror, she noticed how distinctly her erect little nipples were poking through her t-shirt, and she felt the urge to strip her shirt off for a better look. Did she hear him coming down the hallway?— no. Taking her shirt off over her head, her tiny A-cup titties pointed back at her proudly from the mirror. She immediately cupped them with her hands. They had no bounce to them, but she could certainly make them jiggle a little if she shook her shoulders back and forth, or otherwise spanked at them with the flat of her fingers. At this stage of her development, her small tits were dominated more by nipple and areola than any mound of breast, and when excited, they protruded from her chest like little cones— her young puffy nipples an almost imperceptible shade of pink against the virginal whiteness of her burgeoning breasts.
With her shirt off, she ran her hands down over her smooth belly and proceeded to unbutton her jeans. One button at a time, until her jeans were flaring suggestively open, exposing her pink cotton panties. Pink panties were her favorite. She loved pink. A chill rushed over her body. She could feel her pointy nipples standing fully erect and only wished that her tongue could reach them. (God knows, she had tried). Was he coming?? … still, no. Oh man, but had he ever cum!!! … The loop tape still played in her mind. Venturing a hand into her unbuttoned pants, she discovered just how hot and wet her virginal pussy truly was. Her little panties were absolutely plastered to her little twat, and she could feel the wetness seeping through them.
In this whirlwind moment, she replayed how she had first heard the *fap, fap, fapping* sounds coming from her little brother’s room and the soft moans he was undoubtedly trying to suppress. She had deduced immediately what was going on, but for some reason she just had to see it!— Turning the doorknob had been risky business, but she couldn’t help herself; and when she discovered that it turned easily, her heart had caught in her throat. She had almost backed out, right then and there, but her curiosity was simply too overwhelming. Slowly pushing his door open to an ample crack of four or five inches, she saw him. Her little brother— lying flat on his back, completely naked on top of his sheets, his feet pointed toward the door, and his legs spread just wide enough for her to get a good look at his young dick, as he pumped away on it. Up, down, up, down, up, down, at a feverish blur of a pace. Her heart raced like a drum roll on a snare drum; her eyes glued to the scene. Aside from the blonde hair on his head, he was bare everywhere else on his boyish body, except for the lightest patch of blonde where his pubes were beginning to grow. His balls were tight and round. And he was jerking his dick rapidly.
As she replayed all of this, standing in front of her mirror, she almost unwittingly started to wriggle out of her jeans. The house was deathly quiet, aside from the incessant throbbing in her ears. She was kind of frightened by the repercussions that might arise from her intrusion upon him, and she had fleeting fears of what he might be doing down the hallway at that moment— but mostly, she was still consumed by the freakin’ loop tape of having just seen him cum. Recalling his look of utter shock, she caught herself in the mirror with a wicked little grin flirting with the corners of her mouth. Was there a noise? … no. Hooking her thumbs into her jeans, she peeled them on down her legs and stepped out of them. Standing, she was astonished to see in the mirror that her pussy had in fact completely drenched her panties. Her slit— no, the entirety of her hot little teenage cunt— was defined (one might say crudely so) through the pink cotton fabric of her sopping wet panties. They were even glossy on the outside!
Dipping her middle finger to the wettest spot of her crotch, she found a slickness sliding around on her panties which she had never known; and touching her clit in the process sent such a surge throughout her young body that she thought she might just pee. She clutched her crotch, as her other hand sought support from the dresser. The feeling subsided. Though she could acutely feel the inner lips of her wet wet pussy desirous to suck at the length of her finger through her soaked panties. She brought her finger up to examine it. Slick with her juice, it was slippery, yet clear. Very slippery. It smelled really interesting(?) … good even— like a flower— so she tasted it. She looked at herself in the mirror. Topless, her pointy little tits jutting saucily out from her, sucking on her finger, her hair disheveled, with her sopping wet little cunt suspended in her pink wet panties.
“mmmmm …” she softly hummed on her finger.
She stood and reached with her other hand down toward her pussy— only this time, she slowly ventured her hand inside her panties. She was immediately greeted by her extraordinary wetness. Slippery-slidey. It even coated the backs of her knuckles. Her pussy felt like it was absolutely melting around her fingers as she slowly pushed three of them through the wet creases that defined her young labia. She had a tight little pussy, and firm, but with little effort she could pressure her middle finger to dip between her juicy lips and tap at her tight virgin hole. For the time being however, she was wrapped in the sensation of her steamy wet vagina, wetter than it had ever been, seemingly wanting to suck her finger in. She could feel it flaring open. Pulsing. Everything sliding around. The panties had to go.
She flashed to her little brother. [Silence]. He was surely freaked. He might be furious. He had yelled at her. And god!— why was that funny?!! … (She didn’t think for one minute that he might be embarrassed out of his skin). He hardly ever cursed. Maybe that was it. The way he screamed “get the fuck outta’ here” with his boyish voice cracking to a dog whistle pitch. The look of shock on his face was priceless. And that incredible cum!
Was there a noise?! … no. She was so nervous.
Unnerved was more like it. In reality, as with most sibling relationships, she had the upper hand as the older of the two. Forever two years older than he, having wielded her power of seniority over him since his birth. But this was simply the natural dynamic, and she never really consciously thought about it— much less in this situation, nor in this precise moment.
She retracted her hand and looked at it again. Her fingers were simply slimy. She pulled the waistband of her panties away to look down into them. The same glossy puddle that was streaking the outside of her panties was nothing short of a slick shiny pool in the crotch of them. And when she pulled them away, she saw a little spittle-strand of sticky juice roping away from the smacking wet lips of her cummy little pussy. It was as if she had had a wet dream in her panties; and yet she was fully conscious.
She thought maybe she better get a grip on herself. It was risky what she was doing right then. All hell could break loose from down the hallway. (But then too the danger somehow made it better). She was riding on a tremendous wave, a rollercoaster, peaking between nervousness from the heart-pounding incident just moments ago and the havoc the replay of it was wreaking upon her mind and between her legs. She just couldn’t shake the image of her naked little brother shooting his cum so uncontrollably.
She slowly peeled her panties down her thighs, looking at herself all the while in the mirror. Her green eyes. Her perky little tits. Her panties were so wet that they rolled into themselves as soon as she started pulling them down, and she felt their wetness sliding along her inner thighs. At a certain point she let them fall, and they fell with a plop around her ankles. She stepped one foot out of them and used the other to lift them to her hand. She took them up and smelled them. She had certainly made wet more than one pair of panties before, but never had she so unconsciously creamed them to this extent! She couldn’t help but lick them. Her girly cum had a slight tangy taste. She leaned in toward the mirror and watched herself as she licked out the crotch of her nasty little panties. Enough of her juice had collected in them that when she licked at the slippery mess, she brought a fair amount of her nectar onto her tongue and into her mouth to taste. Her tiny panties were noticeably heavy with their wetness in her hand— and still savoring the feel and taste of her own cum, she ground her face into them. The slick crotch coated her freckled nose, and she inhaled deeply as she smeared them around, practically making love to them. Her mind jumped to the image of her brother shooting that cum. She then wondered what he might taste like— what his cum would taste like! She felt her pussy clenching.
She could still see him jerking that pink little dick of his. His thin, naked blonde body stretched out before her. His hips bucking up occasionally in an alternate rhythm to his hand. The crack of his little butt peeping from between his legs. His soft moaning and grunting. His face cast toward the ceiling. His young bare chest and tiny pink nipples. She liked all of it. Maybe she should have left well enough alone. She had probably just blown any chance of ever spying on that again!
But, considering the situation, she had made him blow too. And the continual replay of it may very well have just made the whole experience worth it. She tossed her panties behind her on the bed. She leaned in toward her mirror, bracing her hands against the edge of the dresser. She gave herself a long hard look, looking directly into her own eyes. She felt the cool air of the room between her legs, and on the wetness of her pussy. She had truly never been so wet before. Her inner thighs were still wet from the trail her panties had left behind. She was still nervous, and her heart was still pounding; but moreover she was horny as hell. And standing naked before her mirror made her even hornier. Again, she reached with her right hand to grip and feel her dripping wet little cunt. Her middle finger slipped right into her juicy slit. She moaned with pleasure.
Was she too loud? The house was still so eerily silent. She certainly didn’t want to get caught! Or did she? — She didn’t know … (And she really wasn’t even thinking about it to that extent). All she knew was that she couldn’t get over the idea of her naughty little brother down the hallway jerking his cute little penis to make it cum like that.
She felt the tip of her finger at the opening of her pink virgin hole. Her tight little teen fuck hole— contracting, opening in a way, and sucking at her finger. She shuddered. She felt her sweet girly juice leaking out of her and coating the entirety of her pussy. Spreading her lips with her adjacent fingers, she sunk the tip of her middle finger into her hot little hole. Her knees buckled slightly. She caved to the feeling of it. Still bracing with her other hand, she bent her knees a little more and dropped her tight round ass down a bit to force her finger further up her horny pussy. Up to the second knuckle. Again, she felt the cool air rushing between her semi-squatting bum. And then she felt a trickle of her juice slowly making its way to her butthole. It made her quiver violently, and she almost lost her grip on the dresser. She had to stand up quickly before she fell on her ass.
Backing away from the mirror, she looked at herself full-length again. Her conical little titties were as hard and erect as ever, and her lithe young body looked glossy in the light. Her pubic hair had only just begun to grow in the past year or so, giving her fresh virginal pussy the appearance of a light bronze peach; and at that precise moment, her tasty little peach looked like it was sweating. Reaching down with both hands, she tilted her small hips forward and spread her lips as best as she could. Her young girlish vagina looked like a glistening red teardrop between her legs; and her tiny round pussy hole— glazed and bubbling with her fragrant juice— looked too small for even a pinky finger. Though she certainly knew better.
Spreading her wet slit open, she had the flashing thought of what it might feel like to have her little brother shoot his cum on it. At which instant she felt her pussy contract again— only this time her naughty little hole actually squirted from it a surprising spurt of her juice. It sprinkled her inner thighs, with a tiny splash reaching the floor. She clapped a hand over her pussy. She thought surely she was about to pee. But as her fingers made contact with her wet little mound, she realized that the dripping wetness between her legs was just more of the same. More of the slick slimy juice that had soaked her panties earlier, and which was now dripping down her legs. Nevertheless, it was a first for her. Her pussy had never been so wet; much less squirted and dripped like that!
She felt utterly naughty at that moment. Almost bad. She ran her fingers the length of her slippery little slot, and then brought them to her mouth to suck and lick them clean again. Opening her mouth, she put three fingers in all at once and looked at herself in the mirror, as she grabbed one of her protruding tits with her other hand. She realized then that she absolutely and unequivocally looked like a dirty little slut. (A “tramp,” her mother would say). And she liked it. Her shaggy short brown hair. Her thin pale body and erect pointy tits. The soft peachy fuzz growing on her light brown mound. It all foretold of her journey into womanhood. And yet there she was, still very much a girl, jaybird naked in front of her mirror, with her wet little pussy dripping between her legs, as she sucked her own juice from her fingers. It turned her on immensely. A bad girl she was. And a bad girl she had been— minutes ago, spying on her little brother through his door.
… *fap, fap, fap, fap* — *fap, fap, fap* …
Oh what a sight.
She had known since the age of 10 the reason and purpose for the difference between a boy’s and a girl’s genitalia. And, at the time of learning about the birds-and-the-bees, it had been kind of weird and embarrassing to think about. But now— (and especially after the sight she had just witnessed)— her curiosity was taking an upward turn. Wondering what it would actually feel like.
She reached for the hairbrush that she used to curl her hair under. Its black handle was nice and round and smooth. And narrow enough (she had found) to insert it in her tight young pussy. Taking it in hand, she crawled up onto the end of her bed. (This wasn’t the first time). She enjoyed the position of being on all-fours on the end of her bed, because it put her up just high enough that she could look over her shoulder and view what she was doing to herself in the dresser mirror. Otherwise, she would have to stand to see herself frontally. Which she did too. But there was just something about looking back at herself with her small ass and pussy pointed at the mirror. In this position, her little round ass would naturally spread, her peach of a pussy looking nice and fuckable; and seeing her pink little butthole just made her feel naughty and horny as hell.
On her bed with hairbrush in hand, she reached over her back to position its handle in the crack of her ass— her wet teen pussy hugging one side of the shiny black phallus. A quiver ran through her body. She wondered truly what it would be like if her improvised hairbrush were indeed a boy’s penis. A nice hard dick. Fleshy, and attached to horny young boy who was about to put it in her. The cool air of the room reminded her just how wet her pussy was; and seeing herself in the mirror, she couldn’t help but realize how nakedly exposed she was. Her lithe young body jacked up for the fuckin’. Her white ass spreading, with her pink little holes— just waiting!
Turning the handle of the brush to point its tip at her tight young cunt, she slowly eased it into her wet hole. She felt the slight bulge of it spreading her pussy open as she sunk it in deeper. She let out and open-mouthed moan. She caught herself drooling, and sucked her saliva quickly back into her mouth. Deeper. Slowly. Almost there. The handle almost completely in. She felt it stretching and filling her vagina up. Sliding in with little resistance, her tight little love tunnel was so slippery and wet. Another half-inch, and it was all the way in— the bristly end poking out and brushing roughly against her smooth pale butt. She took her hand away. The brush was stuck in her, and her tight pussy was holding it there. She wagged her small round butt at the mirror. She felt so utterly naughty.
Her wet pink panties lay in front of her on the bed. She could not resist the urge to pick them up and shove them in her face again. The saturating smell of her young pussy was amazing. She poked her panties into her mouth, cramming as much of them into her small mouth as she could fit. And then she sucked. She felt like such a raunchy little slut. The hairbrush filling her up, as she sucked the fragrant juices out of her panties. She turned her head to look at herself in the mirror again— her panties hanging from her mouth as if she were some little wild animal.
… And then she saw him!— in the reflection of her mirror!— peering through her cracked-open door! …
OH GOD!

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My erotic english teacher

this is gonna be an actual story with sex scenes in it. i know for some of you want the fucking to commence right away but hold on and enjoy the teasing 🙂 hope you enjoy. This is my first time so go easy people pleez 🙂