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My mums slutty mate

I was 15 when this happened, A mate of my mothers would be over every friday having a drink getting drunk, her name was dawn and i fancied her since i was 11, nearly every night i would masturbate while thinking of what i would like to do to her, and what she would do to me, made me come in minutes.
It was during the summer and dawn arrived with a bottle of whisky, her and my mum were chatting in the kitchen while i was on my computer when dawn went to the toilet, i didnt hear the door shut and i couldnt help but seeing if i could see anything good, unfortunately the door was almost shut so i went back to my room disapointed, about 30 minutes later she bought me a drink and said not to tell my mother, then winking at me and walking out, she was wearing hotpants and gave a boner so hard i wanted to have a wank but was too risky. i went through to the kitchen and was asked if i wanted to play cards, i said yes as by now i was bored. As we were playing i felt a foot moving up and down my leg, it was dawn smiling, then laughing, i now think she was trying to make it look innocent.
When my mother went to pick up my sister from school ( before anyone thinks about it i was off school for 2 weeks) dawn stayed as she had done before, this time she was talking to me more than usual. I said what was she doing rubbing her foot up my leg and she replied ‘well i wanted to cheer you up’
‘well i could do with a shag’ i replied as a joke, then automatically shutting my mouth saying sorry,
She laughed and said had i ever fingered a woman. I said i hadnt but had been told what it had felt like by some mates. Again she laughed, ( at the time i thought she was thinking i was a sad teenager, which i probably was) then she said she was off to the loo. I think it was the whisky i had earlier because i followed and waited until she had finished and was washing her hands that i went in and asked ‘ does a pussy feel warm inside?’
she just looked at me with a small smile, i felt bold enough and touched her arse, she didnt push me away so i moved around to her front.
This was when i probably had the massive erection i probably ever will have, i moved my hand upto her waist before going in her jeans then inside her thong, i didnt feel any hair and judging by my face she said she always shaved below. I moved further down then entered her, this only lasted for a few seconds before she pulled me out and said ‘let me get my drink first’
i didnt know what to say to that but she went into my room and i followed her, again i fingered her pussy while she was laying on my bed then she took a gulp of her drink before telling me to get my dick out.
I did as she said and my 6incher was throbbing, she wrapped her cool fingers around my dick and started to move up and down slowly. She could tell by my huge smile that i was enjoying it because she then moved her mouth over the tip and licked it with her tongue before going down to my base, she then started wanking me again. she carried on giving me oral and wanking inbetween when we heard my mothers footsteps coming up the drive. We quickly scurried through to the kitchen and carried on like nothing had happened.
During the following week i couldn’t get the dirty tart out of my mind, in a way i felt guilty because she also had a boyfriend and a kid, but just thinking about what happened would get me hard and i would spurt loads when i came. The next friday she came over with Vodka, i was doing my homework for most of the morning and didnt get to see her until the afternoon. She went outside for a cigarette and i followed and kissed her before she could say anything. The only thing she said to that was ‘Keep your tongue in, dont gag me!’ that really pissed me off and i went back inside and forgot about it.
A few hours later i heard the front door shut and saw my mother walking down the road, i went through to see dawn and asked if i did something wrong earlier, she chuckled and said ‘no just dont put your tongue in too far, you only do that when you give oral’
‘ah right’ i said, ‘can i try?’
she led me to my room then pulled my jeans down and started giving me a blowjob which was better than the first time. after a few minutes i started to feel the sensation and said i was about to come, she stopped and laid down, pulled her jeans and thong down and showed me her lovely shaven vagina, i inserted a finger, then two, then three, she told me to play with her clit and guided my other hand to it.
i did this for a few minutes before she gave a short cry and her whole body shook, she came.
‘put your dick inside me’ she told me. I got on top of her and entered,
‘Fuck, that feels great’ i said, and started a slow rhythm before speeding up. after a few minutes i could feel the sensation of getting close, i went faster and faster but she stopped me and said she wanted to go on top.
fuck, so close, i thought
when she was on top i held her arse cheeks and she lowered but gave another cry, this time she seemed in pain. I had entered her arsehole, i started to pull out but she said to carry on. I couldnt believe it, my dreams were coming true. We fucked like that for ten minutes, i was rubbing her tits, rubbing her clit, kissing. then again i felt the sensation of getting close, i wanted it so badly but i wanted to go off in her pussy so told her and she got up and got on all fours.
‘Fuck me hard,after you have come pull out and i’ll give you one last treat’ she said
i entered and could feel the lovely juices in her pussy, it felt fantastic. i started to fuck her hard, i was desperate to come, i could feel my balls tighten and then i shouted out and spurted what felt like gallons up her pussy, at the same time i kept fucking her, she was moaning loudly, telling me to fill her up.
I then pulled out and she turned around and put my dick in her mouth sucking me hard. I couldnt believe what a dirty slut she was, she kept on licking me until i came again for the last time that day.
She got up put her clothes back on and gave me a kiss before heading back to the kitched leaving me on my bed naked.

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Courting A Vampire 4

By: StormHerald
Chapter 4
The train ride to the country side was long, longer than I would have
expected, I ignored what country we were in and instead slept, being
told by my aunt that I would have little opportunity to do so once I had
arrived. Eventually, we did arrive and a long black limo waited for us at
the train station. My aunt had made sure I looked fresh and
appropriately vampire like, dressed in a very form fitting antique, black
lace dress. It covered every inch of skin from the tops of my hands to
the tops of my feet, and all the way to my jaw line.
I pulled at it for a moment before my aunt gave me a dark look and I
put my hands in my lap and waited nervously. She leaned to the side
and whispered in my ear, “We are the last to arrive, I wanted you to be
noticed, and you shall be. I want you walking in like you are a princess,
because you are, got it?”
I nodded nervous and my aunt nudged me again, “You can’t appear
weak, you will already be considered the weakest one just by being a
human Lilly. I want you to walk in there and act like there isn’t a damn
person there worth your time.”
I swallowed nervously and my aunt smiled, “You already had something
to eat before you arrived, and the courting ceremony commences at
sun set.”
“So how many hours exactly?”
“Oh enough time for you to greet who I introduce you to, and you are
to refuse to even look at anyone I do not introduce you too, especially
the three little vampy girls that will probably be more than excited to
get in an initial intimidation. Also, no eating or drinking anything I do
not give you myself, understand?”
I nodded, “I don’t imagine they are going to have anything Lilly friendly
there?”
My aunt nodded as the limo stopped. She pulled a few of my curls out
of the loose up do I had. She checked the diamond encrusted combs
and barrettes and then straightening me out, she stepped out flipping
open her umbrella and then reached down and held her hand out for
me. I grabbed it and got out of the car buttoning up the long jacket as
the cold wind hit. My aunt smiled and guided me to the castle.
We entered loudly announced and my aunt took her time closing her
umbrella and handing the umbrella and her very stylish hat to the
butler. I took my time unbuttoning my jacket and allowed him to help
me out of it, his obvious surprise at the jacket evident on his face. My
aunt laughed, “Not all of us are lucky enough to be able to sport such
accessories.”
I turned away from the man batting at a soft curl that kept tickling my
cheek and followed my Aunt into the ball room. The music and the
dancing and laughing all stopped as hundreds of vampire eyes turned
to stare at me. My Aunt straightened her back reminding me to do the
same and I looked straight ahead only looking at my aunt. The vampires
parted around us as my aunt walked straight to a familiar looking
group.
They smiled when they saw me and I was introduced to my mother’s
small group of relatives. I greeted the group of four seeing them
assessing everything about me and then looking behind my shoulder
with worry. My aunt started speaking heatedly to my cousin in what
sounded like French and I felt a tap on my shoulder.
I straightened and turned slightly to look into a pair of large black eyes,
sitting among a cloud of cold white hair, behind her stood the other
two betrothed. Desmond smirked cruelly at me, “So the little human
arrives.”
I felt everyone freeze that was within hearing distance and I looked at
the three before rolling my eyes and turning back around stepping to
my silently staring aunt and pretending to whisper into her hear. A
huge smile broke across her face and she stepped around me to handle
the three girls. I greeted the cousin she was speaking to, thanking her
for being there. The vampire seemed genuinely flabbergasted at my
thanks and said that she would never leave a member of the family to
fend for themselves, especially one as precious as me.
I felt my Aunt grab my hand and I dipped my head and thanked them
before turning away and looking straight ahead ignoring the glaring
vampire girls as my aunt slowly rotated me around the room.
Eventually we reached a very old vampire woman who spoke very
loudly to my aunt and then turned to me and gasped in shock.
“My dear whatever is happening on top of your head?”
My aunt began to explain who I was and that my hair was natural
causing the old vampire to lean forward and capture a loose curl, “How
odd, but rather lovely isn’t she Isadora?”
My aunt nodded and smiled, “She is rare.”
The old vampire laughed, “Oh Isadora, the game is afoot, is that the
angle you are going for? My little Desmond is still in the lead I think.”
My aunt laughed, “How in the lead Margarette?”
“She already has quite the relationship with the Prince, it almost seems
like this whole courting ceremony is nothing but a farce.”
My aunts eyes got sharp but her smile never wavered, “Oh well, we
shall see, I have faith in my little blue diamond.”
And with that my aunt turned and strode away, with me quickly on her
heels. She whispered to a butler and we were escorted through the
ballroom and out the doors. My aunt was walking quickly with sharp
steps and I was close behind her until I tripped and knocked over a
vase. I stopped and looked around for help and knelt down and picked
up the bigger pieces and put them back on the pedestal. When I
finished I looked around and realized my aunt was gone and I was
completely alone. It took a moment before I took off down the hall I
think my aunt went down and walked slowly and quietly, trying not to
attract any attention.
I felt the presence behind me before I heard it the velvet voice, “What
are you doing?”
I turned to look into an odd silver pair of eyes, “I am lost.”
He took a step towards me, he was tall a head taller than me, and he
was muscular, not the very lean body of most vampires, but instead his
body was powerful. My pulse quickened as his midnight black hair fell
straight into his eyes, the rest of his hair pulled back into a ponytail.
“Who are you?”
I straightened my spine and stared at him, “I could ask you that, but I’m
sure I wouldn’t get a proper answer. Vampires never give me an honest
answer.”
“You didn’t answer my question, instead you insulted me.” I saw the
silver in his eyes harden and I fought the urge to take a step back. My
father had always pounded into my head that vampires were predators
and reacted as predators would, they smelled fear, and if you showed
your weakness they would attack.
Instead I tried to stare at him with haughtiness, but instead I only
managed a weak annoyance and it didn’t even bother him. I took a
deep breath, “I am Lilith Vlaine, betrothed to Prince Damien Greyance.”
His eyebrows shot up in surprise, “So you are the little human
betrothed hmm?”
I finally slouched a bit in annoyance, “Cripes, would everyone quit
calling me the little human! Geese I look like big bertha against those
other three stick figure vampire girls.”
The vampire took a step forward and I stared into his eyes unflinching,
which seemed to make him curious and amused. As I studied him I
realized he couldn’t be much older than I was and he was
breathtakingly hansom. I felt my pulse quicken for a moment before I
took a deep breath to calm it. What the hell was I doing, I was
supposed to be getting married in a few months and here I was getting
twiterpaited by some random vamp.
“You aren’t nervous by my eyes?”
I returned my attention to his eyes and shook my head, “Why would I
be, it’s refreshing to not be the only person here without black eyes.”
“You are peculiar.”
I looked at him and scoffed, “Yes, I know. Thanks for being polite in
saying that the fully human offspring of a royal family is just peculiar, I
imagine I’m going to be hearing a lot worse before this is all over with.”
The vampire stepped towards me only centimeters from me, “That is
not what I meant.”
I finally stumbled back a step my heart pounding in my ears as I looked
at the young grey vampire, “W… What do you mean?”
He snickered and turned on his heel and walked away leaving me
grabbing the side of the hall and holding my chest, trying to calm my
rapid beating heart. My aunt found me moments later and the look of
absolute worry crossed her face as she took in my state, “Did
something happen.”
“A guy, he was so, abrupt…and unusual.”
“ohm, no, no, no, you are here for one vampire guy only miss Lilly, so
you straighten up, and fix that palpitating heart of yours and move
along, and do not ever lose me again.”
I nodded turning to follow her and took a few steps before I turned my
head and saw the sneer of pure hatred on the face of the beautiful
Desmond. I turned back around and worked on calming myself down,
focusing instead of the most interesting pair of gray eyes I had ever
seen.
When we reached the rooms my aunt threw herself across the bed with
her arm over her face in what looked to be a very dramatic posture,
“Lilly you will be the absolute destruction of me. I nearly fainted when I
saw you weren’t behind me.”
“I’m alright, just stumbled, you were moving too fast for me to keep up
in this ridiculous dress. Now explain to me why the other three get to
wear beautiful, breath taking, revealing, modern dresses, and I’m stuck
in a Victorian, full length, nightmare?”
“Well I am quite close friends with Margarette, whom you met. She’s
Desmond’s great aunt. It was her, that had informed me of how stiff
the competition with her niece was going to be, but I had no idea that
Desmond worked so fast. It seems that the little, blonde, nightmare has
already made it into the Princes bed, which puts the rest of the
betrothed, and ESPECIALLY you, at a great disadvantage. But having
anticipated something like this, was the reason why you are in that
dress.”
“Why again?”
“Well, darling, the Prince was moving about the ball watching all four of
you girls. Making a point not to be noticed, and all he saw of you was
an amazing set of curls, and a great figure covered in lace. At the
courting commencement ceremony you will be bearing your entire
body to be observed, he will be more interested in yours than the
others simply because he has seen far, far less of yours than the
others.”
I winced as she began to pull out the commencement ceremony outfit
that I was going to wear, “Alright Lilly we have one hour to make you
look like a princess.”
And with that she began to bath and demand I shave my legs, my
underarms and to my horror, my sex. When I had fully bathed and
shaved she began to help me get into my lingerie. It was a tight see
through corset of white lace that had no frills on it and laced up with a
sheer ribbon up the back. I straightened as my 34 DD breasts were
squeezed to their full glory, my smallish pink nipples hardening
underneath the constant rubbing of the material. Sheer white stockings
were snaked up my legs and the lacy tops rested on my thighs and were
attached to the garter ribbons hanging from the corset. I had already
put on the completely see through thong and watched as my aunt
undid my hair putting the combs carefully away before ruffling my curls
and then pinning them back up in a very messy, yet oddly sexy, up do.
She put a small bit of lip gloss on my lips to highlight their natural pink
shine then without much warning she slapped me on each cheek. I
stared at her stunned and she smiled, “I can’t put makeup on you, and
you needed a bit of blush. You’re not ivory; you’re tan so it takes a bit
more than a pinch to get your cheeks red.”
I wasn’t going to wear shoes, which would be the opposite of the other
three, who would be wearing tall, spiky, hooker heels. And the last
touch to it all was a black silk robe to wrap all of me in. My aunt was all
too aware of how human I was, and after asking around, found that the
council rooms would be cold, along with the entire castle, which meant
I could get sick being as naked as I was. So to compensate for the times
I would be forced to be naked my aunt had fashioned a silk robe for me
to wear to the council chambers. It was fur lined so I felt very warm and
safe in it.
We walked quickly to the chambers, my feet feeling the cold trek with
every step we took, “You know hooker heels sound kind of nice about
now.”
My aunt looked down at my feet, “Are they really cold?”
I shrugged, “It’s uncomfortable, but not unbearable yet.”
“Okay, chin up, in we go.”
We stepped into the council room, which looked more like a large
private office with a long desk sitting in front of me. The four council
members sat at the long desk and I was relieved to see that someone
had taken the time to put a very plush, rug down for all four of the
betrothed to stand on. I stood waiting, the first one to arrive, and
slowly the other three arrived wearing black see through lace, their
slender, angular frames on proud display underneath different styles of
lingerie. They looked at me startled by my robe but remained quiet as
we all waited. Finally the vampire I had met in the hall strode in, grey
eyes flashing as he looked at the four of us.
He bowed to the council members and stepped off to the side waiting
silently for the council members to begin the meeting. A very old
vampire stood up and stared past my shoulder to who I could only
assume was my aunt, “You were told she needed to wear something
that we can see her in? You were made aware of the laws?”
“Yes your grace, it is just that she is human, and therefore significantly
more susceptible to the temperature of the rooms, there for in order to
keep her out of harms way, she needed to wear something warm until
it was the appropriate time.”
“Aw, yes, I received your request. I can fully appreciate the situation,
now we have staff working on making the castle a bit more, friendly to
our little guest.”
I bit back and frown at his comment, and looked to the side of him
seeing grey eyes looking at my reaction with a glint of amusement,
“That being resolved, Isadora, she needs to present herself as the
others do.”
I nodded and untied the robe, letting my aunt slip it off of my frame. It
was obvious that no one expected white, because there was a mutual
intake of breath as the four old vampires stared at me stunned for a
moment before clearing their throats and turning to the grey eyed
vampire.
I started to feel a sense of dread as I began to realize who the vampire
was, and I kept replaying the meeting in the hall in my head, wondering
just how big of a fool I had seemed to be to him. The Prince nodded
and the oldest vampire pointed to Desmond and announced her name
telling her to come forward so the prince and council could inspect her
body.
She strode forward with confidence and didn’t flinch as the Prince put
his hands on her body, lifting her arms and hair and turning this way
and that. The scene repeated for the other two girls and finally it was
my turn. My heart began to thud violently against my chest as I stepped
forward and felt my body be devoured by the council as well as the
Prince. He gently touched me, lifting my arms and turning me this way
and that, and after being dismissed he kept staring at me.
I stopped listening to the council members as they grilled my
chaperone on my health and family, instead focused on the intense
silver stare I was receiving, feeling his gaze, like his cold hands, brushing
along my body. My breathing increased a bit as the cold feeling of his
eyes turned into a warm sensation in the pit of my stomach. I couldn’t
look away from his eyes, and he refused to stop his eyes from
wandering my body. My aunt’s touch snapped me out of the hypnosis
the prince was causing as the council members sat down and started
the conclusion of the meeting.
“Now Prince, as per tradition you take each girl with you to your
chambers one night for each girl, so that you can gain their scent,
should you need to track them. Which girl will it be tonight?”
I refused to look at him, sensing that Desmond had already assumed it
would be her. But as I heard her take a small step forward the velvet
voice said my name and both Desmond and I stared at him in shock.
The council chuckled, having not been as oblivious to the display
between Prince Damien and I, as I had thought they had been.
“Very well, then the lady Desmond shall be next, followed by lady Yuki,
and then lady Elizabeth. Thus concludes this ceremony, Isadora, I wish
to speak with you.”
My aunt nodded putting her hand on my elbow and propelling me into
the hands of the Prince, before turning and following the council out. I
ignored the very intense prickly feeling I got on my back at being glared
at by three sets of eyes and felt the Prince grab my wrist and pull me
out with him.
When we walked out a cheer and a groan welcomed me into the hall as
the whole vampire population seemed to be crammed into the hall.
When they saw me with the Prince money began to exchange hands as
a lot more groaning, than cheering happened. I was happy to see for a
brief moment that my four family members seemed to be receiving the
majority of the bet as well as congratulations and invitations to dinner. I
smiled at them and they waved mouthing a good luck before I was
yanked into another room.
The Prince let my wrist go and walked further into his room removing
his outer jacket and taking his boots off before collapsing onto the
couch. He looked irritated as he looked past me to the door, “Idiots.”
I moved forward and put my hands on the back of a chair, “Why do you
call them idiots?”
“Betting like that, they should be ashamed.”
I chewed on my lip pondering his words before shrugging, “I bet it was
boring waiting for the whole thing to be over with. I don’t begrudge
them a bit of entertainment and it seemed harmless enough.”
His eyebrows rose, “You realize they were betting against you being the
one I chose.”
I couldn’t help but smile, “They had a 75 percent chance I wouldn’t be
the one coming out. It was good odds. And what’s important is that
once again, I beat the numbers and my family bet on me, so they made
out pretty well too.”
The Prince looked at me quietly for a moment, just long enough for the
cold room to finally get to me and a shiver run down my body. His
eyebrows shot up again as he stood up and disappeared into the other
room, coming back with a blanket that he threw over my shoulders
immediately.
He sighed and I looked at him as he stood in front of me, “I’m sorry, I
know its annoying, trying to remember all the human stuff.”
“Yes, it is.” I nodded and looked around.
“I will be honest I don’t know what the council meant by you getting my
scent and what not, but I figured we get that out of the way and I can
go back to my rooms.”
The Prince looked at me then shook his head, “You have to stay the
night, the entire night, until noon tomorrow.”
I stared at him shocked, “Oh, okay.”

I shifted from foot to foot feeling awkward and finally the prince
grabbed me and pulled me to the couch to sit with him. He stared out
the window watching the birds fly out of sight and I pulled my legs up
and folded them to my chest wrapping them in the large blanket as well
setting my chin on my knees.
“You don’t remember me do you?”
I jumped a little at the Princes velvet voice then shook my head looking
at his profile, “No, should I?”
“We were play mates until you left, how could you not remember?”
I sighed, “The last time I was in the hospital was for head trauma, I
don’t remember much, if any part of my life before moving to Idaho.”
He turned to look at me, his eyes full of an emotion I couldn’t quite
place, “Honestly?”
I nodded, “Did we like each other, I mean were we friends?”
He turned away from me without saying anything and I felt a deep
sense of sadness roll off of him. I found it odd for a vampire to be so
open with their emotions, but after a while I began to realize he wasn’t
open, he just was really easy for me to read. I reached out and laid my
hand gently on his shoulder.
“You shouldn’t do that.”
“Do what?” He turned and looked at me his eyes growing darker, “Be so
comforting, so soft.”

I pulled my hand back and sighed resting my chin on my knees, “My dad
said that to me all the time. I don’t think he was ever more
disappointed with how absolutely human I am.”
I peeked from the side of my eye and saw that I had Damien’s attention
so I continued, “I can’t help but be comforting. It’s all I ever wanted
really, for someone to comfort me after being yelled at for the millionth
time about how human I was. Or seeing my parents disappointed faces
every single time I take a salad instead of a bloody steak.”
“Well it seems you will do nothing but disappoint them again while you
are here. Perhaps that is why your aunt is here and not your mother.”
I stared at him open mouthed shocked by how cruel he sounded.
Before I realized it I was out of the blanket and standing above him
delivering a resounding smack right to his cheeks. He was up in a flash
and grabbed both of my wrists and slamming me against the window,
“How dare…”
I felt the first of the tears roll down and I struggled against him iron
hold, “You jerk, you absolute ass hole.”
He shook me briefly yelling for me to stop it before I finally calmed
down and he glared down at me, his silver eyes now steal, “you think
just because of who your mother and father are that you can strike
me?”
“No, I don’t think my mother and father give me a reason to strike you.
I think you being an absolute prick gives’ me the right to strike you.”
I fought panting and felt his body pressed against mine as he pinned me
to the window. The cold of the glass and the cold of his body
overwhelmed me and I began to shake. Prince Damien groaned in
disgust and released me flinging me back to my blanket. I refused to
put it on, instead standing up and glaring at him.
Chocolate eyes glared down steel eyes as I worked on catching my
breath, my heart still beating from the sudden fight I was having with
the Prince. It was only as I started to calm down and my breathing
slowed that I realized the Prince had stopped looking at my face and
had started roaming my body again.
I took a step back and he took a step forward and I stepped back into
the chair falling into it. I was quickly up and out of it as he strode two
more steps towards me and I put it between us as I made a dash for the
door. I should have known it wouldn’t work, before my hands even
reached the door I felt myself lifted and thrown over Prince Damien’s
shoulder. I shouted and punched at his back, trying to get out of his
strong hold, only to be tossed onto a bed of dark, down bedding.
I sat up and stared at him frightened as he pulled his shirt off and sat on
the bed. I shivered now not from cold but from fear and watched him
take a deep breath.
“Why are you so afraid?”
“Why do you think, you attacked me.”
He chuckled, “I distinctly remember you striking me.”
“I.. I’m sorry.”
He became serious and shook his head, “Don’t be, I thought maybe
with a little finesse you would be able to handle this, but I don’t think
that will work in the amount of time I have.”
I looked at him my fear notching up a bit. He moved blindingly fast and
had me on my back my hands shackled above my head and my legs
shackled wide apart. I cried out in fear and struggled against the
restraints. His hand touched my stomach and he stared me in the eye.
“I will not hurt you, I swear it. But there are certain things we have to
do, in order for me to get your scent and taste. And it is something I’m
sure you were not told about, unlike your competition.”
“W.. What are you talking about.”
His lips pressed against mine and I turned my head trying to ignore the
sudden warmth that his kiss had created in my stomach. He turned my
head and kissed me again, this time keeping me from turning away with
strong fingers holding my chin. His tongue was warm and licked across
my lower lip before leaving my lips and kissing down my jaw and neck.
His fingers reached up and tweaked one of my small pink nipples with
his fingers, sending a charge of electricity and heat to my stomach and
down to the junction between my legs. I gasped and he locked his lips
back onto mine, his lips milking a response from mine until I couldn’t
remember why I didn’t want to kiss him.
The kiss deepened until we were both desperately locked in the kiss, his
tongue caressing mine as I sucked on it, his lips working at mine until I
was moaning soft moans into his mouth. He broke the kiss and sat up
looking at my now heaving chest. I watched as liquid, silver eyes looked
away from chest to my eyes before grabbing the top of the corset and
ripping it down the front, yanking it off and freeing my breast.
He grabbed the left orb, rubbing and kissing it, avoiding the nipples and
instead nipping close to them. He did this with both breasts until finally
his mouth locked onto one nipple and I gasped as his warm tongue
danced around the already tight bud, his fingers pinching and pulling on
the one until his mouth switched and he was licking and sucking on the
other one.
The junction between my thighs grew hotter and hotter as he fondled
my breast, and I moaned in pleasure. He began kissing down my
stomach, never stopping from twisting and tugging on my nipples until
he reached the hem of my sheer panties. With a flick of his wrist the
panties were ripped off and he smiled up at me.
“You smell divine.”
I gasped out a thank you as he began to nibble and kiss my inner thighs.
He looked at me once before lowering his face and taking a long lick up
my slit. I gasped in surprise and pleasure; I had never had anyone do
that to me before. I felt strong fingers pull my lips apart and another
warm, rough lick slid up my now dripping slit.
I gasped “Oh gods” and he chuckled before licking just outside of my
opening. I groaned trying to lift up but being unable to because I was
tied. I felt the shackles removed and then felt a two hands grab each leg
and rest them over his shoulders as he leaned down and began to lick
my slit up and down.
I moaned and writhed in pleasure, feeling a build of heat and electricity
inside me. He locked his lips onto my pussy and began to suck, nursing
the juices out of me, and delving his tongue as deep as he could into
me. I began rocking against him as his tongue darted in and out of me,
fucking me. I gasped and felt my body tense as a surge of heat flooded
me and electricity bounced through me. I arched my back and moaned
in pleasure.
As I came back down I realized that Damien hadn’t released my pussy
from his lock, and was instead sucking and drinking my juices, the look
on his face causing the heat to begin to build in me again. His tongue
delved in as deeply as he could until he met resistance. I almost cried
out when he broke his lock on me and looked at me.
“Lilly, are you a maid, a virgin?”
I nodded looking at him and wondering if something was wrong. He
groaned in what seemed like misery before kissing my body over and
over as I slowly calmed down from my first orgasm. He released my
arms and I sat up seeing him trying to hide a frustrated look.
“What is the matter?”
Prince Damien smiled at me, his eyes the color of silver, “You tasted
sweet, it was heady and addicting, and arousing, however, I didn’t
realize you were still a maid.”
He sighed and closed his eyes and covered his eyes with his arm. I
looked at his beautiful chest and then looked lower, not surprised to
see a very tight bulge straining against his pants. I leaned forward to
kiss him, realizing what he was not doing to me at that very moment.

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First Exam

Nicole was as nervous as a cat in a room full of rockers as she waited for her ten o’clock appointment with Dr. Corbin!!! She paged through three or four magazines without ever really reading any of the articles, and when the receptionist called out her name, she practically leaped out of her chair while following a nurse to the examination room!!! “How are you today,” the nurse asked while they made their way down a long hall, “you seem a little bit nervous!?!” “Does it show that much,” she replied with a forced laugh, “I’m just dying to find out the results of my test, has the doctor said anything to you about it!?!” The nurse chuckled gently and replied, “No, dear, he hasn’t, but you’ll find out everything you need to know in just a few minutes, so if you’ll just have a seat, Dr. Corbin will be in shortly!!!” The nurse pointed to a straight back chair in the corner of the examination room, and before Nicole could even respond, she turned heal and left her standing alone while waiting for the doctor to show up!!!
Unbelievably, Nicole actually fell asleep while waiting for the doctor, and when she heard his deep baritone voice, she jerked herself awake while asking, “Am I pregnant, tell me right away, don’t make me wait another minute!?!” “And I’m fine too,” Dr. Corbin replied with a smile!!! “I-I’m sorry, Doctor,” she replied sheepishly, “it’s just that I’m going crazy wondering if I am or not!!!” “Well,” he replied gently while sitting down next to her, “I have good news, you are definitely pregnant, and just to be on the safe side I want to give you a quick exam here to today!!!” Already a glow had come over Nicole as she thought how excited Josh would be when she told him the wonderful news, and she slipped onto automatic pilot as she went behind a screen to change into an examination gown!!! Dr. Corbin’s personal nurse had come into the room, and as soon as Nicole was ready, she had her hop up onto the examination table and place her ankles in the ice cold stirrups!!!
“So,” Nurse Watkins said while looking over Nicole’s chart, “we got some good news today, am I right!?!” “Oh yes,” Nicole gushed, “this will be our first and were so happy!!!” “Good,” the nurse replied gently, “now since this is your first pregnancy we want to go over a few things, okay!?!” “Sure,” Nicole replied, “go ahead!!! “First of all,” Nurse Watkins offered while pushing the paper gown up above Nicole’s waist, “you want to make sure that you massage your tummy every day with baby oil, it will prevent stretch marks and keep your skin nice a smooth, and just to make sure you know how it’s done I’ll demonstrate it for you!!!” Nicole lay there quietly while Nurse Watkins squirted a generous amount of oil into her belly button, and then with a gentle touch began rubbing it all over her slightly paunchy belly!!! “How’s that,” she asked softly, “I’m not hurting you am I!?!” “Oh no,” Nicole sighed, “it actually feels very nice, you have soft hands!!!” For the next five minutes or so the nurse ran her hands all over Nicole’s belly, and then without warning, she moved higher on her body and began massaging the oil into her large firm chest!!!
“W-what are you doing,” Nicole gasped!?! “I’m doing your breasts,” she replied evenly, “you don’t want stretch marks ruining the appearance of your lovely breasts do you, after all, you husband must like them just like they are, isn’t that true!?!” “Y-yesssss,” she hissed as the nurse gently pinched her nipples, “h-he loves them, he likes big boobs!!!” “Does he suck them for you,” she asked in barely a whisper, “they seem quite responsive to my touch!?!” “H-he sucks them every night,” she gasped, “I nurse him just like a baby!!!” “I’m sure that when you’re full of milk that he’ll want you to feed him just like your baby,” Nurse Watkins added a matter of factly!!! “D-do you think I’ll have enough mile for both of them,” she moaned, “I want to make sure that the baby has enough to drink!?!” “Oh, don’t worry about that,” the nurse replied quickly, “your chest is plenty large enough to feed both your hubby and baby with enough left over to feed three more!!!” The nurse continued pulling an tugging on Nicole’s nipples, until she asked gently, “Is your vagina damp, my dear, you seem to be very excited!?!” “God, I’m simply dripping,” she moaned, “my pussy is on fire!!!”
Nurse Watkins now directed her attention to Nicole’s wet vagina, and after a moments indecision offered, “You know of course that you will be given monthly exams by Dr. Corbin, and to make it easier for him, we recommend that our patients shave their vaginas!!!” “R-really,” Nicole replied unevenly, “I’ve never done that before!?!” “Well it has to be done, dear,” she replied while getting out the shaving equipment, “now be a good girl and just be still while I shave you baby smooth, okay!?!” Nicole gulped audibly while Nurse Watkins massaged warm shaving cream into her thick bush, and as her finger bumped into the excited woman’s very distended clit, she gasped and moaned, while practically cumming on several occasions!!! When she figured that her bush was soft enough, the nurse carefully used a double edge razor to remove every last bit of hair from the overly plump organ leaving it smooth as a baby’s bottom!!!
After dabbing the remaining suds away, Nurse Watkins again squirted some warn oil into her hand, and as her patient gripped the sides of the table, she massaged the just shaved pubis to prevent razor burn!!! With her fur completely gone, the cool air hitting her mons made her shiver slightly, but the nurse had taken special notice of her huge clit as it bulged obscenely out from the folds of her drooling slit!!! “Dear,” she asked sweetly, “I must say that your clitoris is extremely tumescent, does your husband orally satisfy your vagina as well as your nipples!?!” Buy now Nicole was going out of her mind with lust, and as she gritted her teeth to maintain her self control, she gasped, “Y-yes, he sucks my clitty every night, and makes me cum in buckets!!!” Now taking her finger and gently poking the erect little head, she asked softly, “Does that feel good, dear, it seems that when I touch it, your entire body jumps a little!?!” Sweat was now breaking out on her forehead, and in a voice that quaked with every word she managed to stammer, “I-I’m so close to cumming, if you could just rub it a little………….” “Rub it,” the nurse asked, “I was thinking more along the lines of doing this,” and then much to her stunned delight, the effusive care giver leaned over and sucked the little head into her mouth and sucked it for all it was worth!!!
Her pussy now glistening with oil, bulged wide open while Nurse Watkins sucked her to an earth shaking orgasm that left her gasping for breath and her heart pounding!!! “So,” the nurse asked with a cat that ate the canary look on her face, “do you think that you can keep your vagina prepared for future exams, and by that I mean shaved and oiled!?!” Nicole, now coming down from her high whispered back, “I have a better idea, why don’t I save it for you to shave, after all, you’re the expert!?!” Nurse Watkins leaned over and gave the fat pussy another long kiss and replied, “That, my dear, is the best idea I’ve heard yet!!!”
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Big Game

Derek Jenkins squinted his eyes trying to make out what the flashing white lights were he saw, he tried to remember what had happened before he woke. He blinked his eyes trying to focus a flash of light and he remembered being in the game he was running down field with the ball his memory faded. Another flash and he remembered one hit low from the right and another high from the left then the sudden blackness and the feel of cool grass on his helmetless head. There was a sudden realization of what had happened and where he was the white flashes were the fluorescent lights on the hall ceiling of the hospital. Then his mothers face came into view she had tears rolling down her cheeks and she was rattling on about how dangerous the sport was and she knew she shouldn’t have let him play then she was stopped by an orderly and he was wheeled into the emergency room on the gurney.
When he woke up again he was in a hospital room the light was bright and shining in his eyes he tried to turn over and realized he couldn’t move, in a panic he started to call out for his mother. The door made a sudden swoosh and she was by his side. He was frantic and whimpering, “Mom, Mom…I…I can’t move?” She shushed him and leaned in kissing his cheek and said, “Easy baby, take it easy the doctors want to keep you immobile, you hurt your neck in the game.” He started to whimper and mumble, “I’m…am I paralyzed?” Cheryl started to cry too and kiss him again as she smiled and said, “They think it isn’t permanent!” Derek breathed a deep sigh of relief and started to question what had happened and when he could go home. His Mother didn’t have an answer and he started to feel glum and whisper, “I just want to go home?”
Cheryl was trying to comfort her injured son when the Doctor came in to check on him, she quickly turned to the doctor and questioned how soon he could get out of the hospital. The doctor shook his head and said, “I don’t know, the damage is not permanent and the only way he could leave is if you could keep him immobile and take care of his needs?” She looked over her shoulder at her Son and his pleading eyes made her decision for her she nodded and went back to her Sons side. The Doctor arraigned for an ambulance to take him home and the relief in Derek’s eyes made the sacrifice she was going to have to make all worth it. At the house the ambulance attendants carried Derek up to his room and moved him from the gurney to his bed help set his legs in the traction and made sure his neck brace was set, gave her some final instructions and left her alone with him.
The next morning she brought him breakfast and fed it to him gently and wiping his chin between bites, when she was done she crinkled her nose and looked around the room then leaned close to her Son and inhaled. She recoiled and put a finger under her nose, Derek could see her reaction and questioned, “What, what is it?” Cheryl tried not to look disgusted as she whispered, “Honey you played hard in the game and well… you perspired quite a bit? Derek scrunched his brow and said, “What are you trying to say?” Cheryl shook her head and said, “Baby, you kind of smell?” saying with a shrug of her shoulder. Derek inhaled deeply and could smell his own body odor and closed his eyes and mocked, “Whew I need a shower!” Cheryl smiled shaking her head and said, “Baby you can’t get up yet?” Derek now couldn’t get the smell out of his mind and insisted, “Well then Mom, you got to help me out?” Cheryl leaned back a bit and then her eyes seemed to widen as she got the idea she whispered, “You want me to give you a sponge bath?” Derek looked distraught and pleaded with her, “You have to, I can’t lay here like this, what if one of my friends comes over and I smell me like this?”
She smiled and nodded at him then got up and went and got a wash basin and cloth, when she came back into the room she was walking slowly so as not to spill the soapy water, she set the basin on the night stand. She looked him up and down trying to figure out how to start, and then she leaned over him and pulled the hospital gown down off his shoulders to his waist. Derek smiled and looked up at her, as she leaned over him he took notice that her blouse was gaping and he could see down it and her swaying breast. He gulped as she took the cloth over his chest up and down his arms and under his armpits. He could feel the soft cloth and warm water over his ribs and belly he didn’t flinch he didn’t want to get his hopes up. He was surprised that he could feel her washing him, he thought since he had not had anyone touch below his face that he was without any feeling below the neck. He was feeling somewhat aroused and felt his penis unintentionally growing semi erect. Once she was done with his upper body she stood over him staring down at his legs she moved down and washed each leg up to his thighs. She took care to stay below the hem of the gown trying to figure out what to do about his crotch.
Derek smiled and said, “Mom its okay, I need washed down there too!” Cheryl recoiled slightly then realized that he was right and slipped the gown off his hips slowly. The soft material dragging across his penis built his already aroused state even higher, he concentrated trying to calm his ardor but before he knew it his semi hard cock was exposed to his mother. She gasped seeing how large he was down there then turned away then gaining strength she turned back and covered his penis with the wash cloth. Derek gasped as well feeling the warm terry cloth flopped over his slightly straining manhood, Derek apologized for the state he was in and Cheryl became ashamed of her reaction, she smiled and said, “It..It’s okay I’m sure that it was involuntary, now let’s get you cleaned up!” Derek sighed as she grasped the cloth and started to pull it off his stiffening member and started to gently scrub his hip and bum away from where his penis lay. She tried not to look at the ever growing manhood but the more she washed around it the stiffer and longer it grew, she was more and more glancing over at it. She felt like she needed to make light of the situation and whispered motherly, “Well at least we know that you’re not completely paralyzed, some things still work down there?” She laughed nervously until Derek joined in and they both had a giddy moment at the expense of his ever growing cock. It was at least seven inches long and still leaning to one side, so he was not fully erect, the head was bulbous and mushroom shaped darker than the shaft. The shaft was thick and adorned with a fine web of blue veins with two larger veins trailing up to the head, below his testicles were huge like two goose eggs in a hairy flesh sack.
Derek tried to concentrate on something besides the feeling of his Mother’s hands so close to his erecting penis, but every time he glanced down he could see the soft globes of her breast swaying inside her blouse. As she switched from one side to the other she washed his hip and as she rolled up she slid her hand under his growing cock. She tried not to think about it but she could feel the rigid flesh of his shaft on the back of her hand as she wash up and around his pubic hair. Derek could no longer keep himself calm and his cock grew and grew until it stood up off his belly at a full length of eight and a half inches. Cheryl noticed the increased growth and she could feel her heart beating faster and faster and her cheeks flush as well as her chest. She had worked around his manhood all that she could and knew that there was no way to avoid it any longer, she lifted the cloth and draped it over her cupped hand and turned her hand over onto his heavy balls. Derek gasped again and Cheryl tried to ignore it but she knew he was enjoying having her hand cupping his tender flesh; she worked her fingers around and beneath then took the cloth back to the basin to soak it again.
With the cloth draped over her palm fresh with warm soapy water she slowly with a shaking hand lowered it over his hard shaft, her breathing had gotten shallower and she licked her dry lips as she gently curled her fingers around him and slowly stroked upward. Derek felt the warm cloth and tender grip surround his engorged cock and he closed his eyes and bit his lip. She tried to hold a loose grip trying not to excite him any further but she could tell by his labored breathing he was unable to control himself she turned away and closed her eyes as she stroked back down. She had never washed a man’s penis before and wasn’t sure how hard or how much she should keep washing so she went up and back again, she could feel his body tense slightly. She hadn’t noticed that when he tensed up that the corner of the cloth had gotten caught between his legs and was trapped there. Suddenly the cloth stopped moving but her hand didn’t her soapy hand was suddenly filled with his bare flesh, Derek gasped again as her warm silky hand surrounded his cock and glided up over the head. Cheryl instantly felt the change and turned to see what had happened, she watched with her jaw dropping as her hand slid back down his turgid flesh, her eyes grew wide as she spotted the cloth still wrapped around his taught balls. Slowly trying not to bring attention to the fact she held him in her bare hand she continued to slide her hand down, she could feel his cock twitching in her grasp. She eased her grip from around his thick shaft and took hold of the cloth again and she tried again to wash his hard cock, but forgetting to dislodge the rag it just caught again. The cloth slipped from her hand again and her fingers wrapped around the muscle of manhood and gently slid upward again.
Derek couldn’t contain himself any longer feeling her soft, warm hands pumping up his aching cock and groaned, Cheryl glanced up at her Sons face it was contorted and he was gasping embarrassed at her mistake again she slowly eased her grasping hand toward the base. When she reached bottom she could feel his balls convulsing on the heel of her hand and suddenly his cock started to pulsate in her grip. She could feel his balls lift and roll as they built up steam and the thin canal on the underside of his cock bulged she could feel it inflate as the jism rush through his shaft in her grasp. Astonished she glanced back down wide eyed just in time to see her Sons milky white sperm jet out in spurt after spurt puddling on his rippled stomach muscles. He was grunting and groaning, gasping and wheezing. She watched as his cock spewed and dripped his cum in huge globes, she didn’t have the sense about her to release the ejaculating member, just stare in amazement.
Cheryl saw a look of excruciating pain or pleasure on Derek’s face and asked, “Are you hurt, did I hurt you?” He mumbled, “N-N-No!” Simultaneously they both started to apologize Cheryl with a stammering, “I-I’m…so…so… sorry, I didn’t mean to..” Derek with, “I-I…couldn’t help it, it just happened!” After several moments of back and forth pleads and regrets Cheryl finally blurted out, “Okay, okay, well now we have to clean you up some more just relax and let me get this….uh..stuff off of you!” Quickly she pulled the rag from between his legs and laid it flat on his belly and started to scoop up his cum, his cock head was dipped down in a large puddle of sperm and without thinking she tried to run her hand beneath it. The thick head rubbed across the back of her hand leaving a trail of cum along her fingers, she recoiled and took the rag and tried to wipe her Sons sperm from her hand, but it was already full of cum and it just smeared all over both her hands. She stared at her hands in shock then quickly dunked them and the rag in the basin to rinse it away pulling back out she wrung out the rag and went back toward his slowly dwindling penis. She stared at his still large cock and reached then recoiled then reached again, wrapping her fingers around and lifting the bowing shaft, she had to lift it higher and higher to get it out of the puddle of sperm. As the shaft slid through her fingers a bit she had to grip it tighter to hold on, she watched as another large drop of cum formed at the opening of the head being squeezed out by her grasp.
She shook her head in dismay, what had she done? She cupped the rag in her palm and wrapped it around the head swirling it to clean of the glob she had made, then had to hold his cock up as she cleaned underneath it. She had to dunk the rag several times to rinse away the sperm and had to hold onto his cock the whole time, feeling it grow limp in her hand, a sign it had been satisfied and she felt her breath quicken again. She was distraught thinking that she had accidently jacked off her Son to the point of orgasm, she thought to herself why didn’t she just leave it alone, she knew she couldn’t he would have chaffed. Acting as if nothing had happened she retrieved the gown and draped it back over her Sons naked body, slipping his arms back into the sleeves and adjusting it to be comfortable on him. They didn’t speak or look at each other as she finished and took the basin and spilled some of it as she tried to hasten an exit; she gasped and made a whining sound of disgust at her clumsiness then rushed from the room almost crying.
She knew she couldn’t avoid going back into his room so she reluctantly grabbed the mop and headed back her head hung low as she came in and started to swirl the mop around soaking up the soapy water. Derek couldn’t stand the silence and tried to joke, “Hey Mom you missed a spot!” she snapped her head in his direction glaring and quipped, “What did you say?” Derek sheepishly responded, “You, uh missed uh a spot?” She looked at him and he was trying to smile she relaxed and started to form a smile on her care worn face and reached over to poke him in the ribs playfully, he chuckled and she eased in sitting next to him. They laughed away a few tense moment then chatted about anything other than what had just happened, and before long time slipped away and she realized she needed to get him something to eat.
Time had passed without further incident he always seemed to get semi hard when she washed him but she made quick work of it, washing up and back quickly then letting go of his penis before he had a chance to get overly excited. They smiled at the awkwardness they shared then spoke as if nothing had changed between them. On certain days Cheryl just seemed to linger on the washing process, first it started out with spending extra time on his upper body then as time went on she found that she would glance down to see if his manhood was reacting to her gentle touch. When she finally worked her way to Derek’s crotch he was fully erect, she didn’t show an outward reaction but seemed to him that she was concentrating intently.
In truth Cheryl found that she was so enthralled that she stared glassy eyed at the long, thick hard shaft in her grasp and as she stroked up and back she waited holding her breath for a sign from her son. She would hear his breaths become raspy and quick and she thought “Involuntarily” she would pump a bit faster. She was trying to fool herself that she didn’t mean to give her son a hand job, but she couldn’t stop once he started to raise his hips and thrust his shaft in her grip. She would pull the flesh below the head taught and clutch the glands in soft pulsating clamps of her fingers. She would look up at his face, eyes clenched the grimace on his continence and as he would gasp deep and hard, she would divert her gaze to his twitching cock and watch as the plumes of hot silvery sperm would fling in the air and as her fist pumped his cock the cum would sling from the tip onto his belly and her hand. About twice a week she would work him to orgasm all the time apologizing to him afterwards for the supposed unintentional act but she would still be holding his jerking cock in her hand and sliding her fingers gently up and back urging the last drops out before she would clean him up.
Finally the big day arrived for his final check up and she thought this one last time she would have to clean him up her heart kind of sank and she found herself in her room fretting over the fact that this was the last time. Then shaking her head bouncing the reality of it around until she decided to just get it done and over with. She cleaned her son quickly and without incident, but she could see the disappointment in Derek’s eyes she helped him get dressed. She helped him into the car and drove him to the Doctors office, where he got a clean bill of health and his neck collar removed for good. Slowly he worked his stiff neck around wincing as he did and the Doctor told him he needed to take it easy and take his time getting things worked out, but Football was out for this season. Derek was devastated and Cheryl tried to console her distraught son, but she was happy that he was done with the dangerous sport. But she found herself thinking back to giving him his bath and now that was over as well and she was despondent but had to keep up the strong face for him.
When he returned to school he was hailed as a hero and he slowly got back into the swing of things, able to be on the sideline of all the games with his Mom in the stands watchful that he didn’t try to play. The homecoming game was coming around and all the players were told to dress their Mothers in their practice jersey and they would wear their game jersey and practice shorts and accompany each other on a hayride. After the game which they lost, most attributing it to the injured reserve of Derek, Derek found his Mom in the stands and took her hand jogging with her in tow to the hay wagon. All the players showed up with their Mothers in hand and helped them up onto the wagon. Space quickly filled up and soon there wasn’t enough room for everyone, the coach called out, “Okay Players now it’s your turn, your Moms held you on their laps for years now she gets to ride on yours!”
Derek found a space and eased down and took his mother’s hand and pulled her to him, she looked around for any other place to sit but every bail was filled, she was biting her lip as Derek looked up at her and said, “Come on Mom have a seat?” Cheryl was nervous the mothers had all agreed to wear shorts and she had none, she had looked but the only thing she could find to match was a short skirt. She knew that if she wore the skirt her panty lines would show and she had found an old “G” string her husband had bought her long before he left her. Now she was nervous that someone might see up her skirt, Derek quickly tugged her down on his lap and she landed with a gasp she looked back over her shoulder at him and he was smiling, she made a nervous smile as well and tried to settle in on his lap. It wasn’t long and the wagon lurched under the sudden jerk of the horse team and Cheryl slid down her Sons lap catching herself she lifted up and quickly scooted back and plopped down.
In the motion her skirt had caught on the mesh of his jersey and rode up so that her bare bum was in his lap, Derek instantly felt the change in her seat as she wiggled in to adjust comfortably. It had become common place to ignore sexuality and Derek tried to put the thoughts out of his mind, but the slow rumble of the wagon over country roads caused Cheryl’s bottom to rock back and forth on his lap. Soon Derek felt himself getting excited and his dick started to lengthen and thicken with the blood of lust filling it. Derek was biting his lip and trying not to think of his mother’s firm ass pressed on his cock finally in frustration he whispered to his Mom, “You got to stop moving, I’m… getting..” Cheryl quickly quipped, “It’s not me it’s the wagon…” Her voice trailed off as she felt the bulge in his crotch growing and pressing between her ass cheeks. She snapped her head back looking over her shoulder staring wide eyed and in the dim light watched his lips as he mouthed, “I’m sorry?”
She whispered through clenched teeth, “What are you thinking?” He was smiling as he mouthed, “I’m not, your rubbing on me!” She seethed, “Just don’t think about it!” They continued to bump along with her ass cheeks splaying then clamping on his growing cock, Cheryl could feel the reaction and in spite of herself she was growing excited. Derek could feel the heat of his Mothers crotch as it pressed on his clothed cock and it just added to his excitement, Cheryl felt her son’s erection start to nudge at her pussy mound and gasped. Suddenly the horse lurched and Cheryl slipped and quickly she scooted back, the opportunity was there to dislodge herself she thought, but just as suddenly she realized her mistake. The quick downward motion of her ass had caused her to push the front of her Sons shorts down. Immediately they both realized what had happened as his cock sprang loose and flipped up slapping his mother in the ass, they both felt bare flesh against flesh.
Gasping Derek leaned forward and Cheryl snapped her head back looking over her shoulder both wide eyed, the dusk had passed and darkness was on the evening but they could see each other’s astounded look. Derek leaned up and whispered in his Moms ear, “You, didn’t wear shorts?” She mumbled back, “I didn’t have any that matched all I could find was this skirt!” Derek was feeling his cock head rubbing on her bare ass cheek and he whispered a question, “No panties?” Cheryl could feel the bulbous head rubbing back and forth on her ass cheek and she cursed herself before whimpering, “Yes, well No, I mean sort of, it’s a G string” She watched his reaction his eyes went wider and his brow furrowed in dismay. Cheryl quipped, “I didn’t want panty lines!” Derek shook his head and tried to think what to do his mind raced and he formulated a plan. “Next time we hit a bump you jump up and I’ll cover myself okay?” She nodded and they waited all the while his hard cock slid back and forth over her hot wet pussy that was barely covered.
The moment they were waiting for came and as the wagon rocked Cheryl jumped up and Derek grabbed his cock shaft to shove it back in his shorts, but a second bump tipped Cheryl off balance she spread her legs to keep her footing but she fell back. With his hand wrapped around his shaft it was pointed straight up and as Cheryl fell back onto his lap his knees were together to try and pull up his shorts and hers wide she fell on him spread out. As her ass sank into his lap his rock hard cock easily pushed aside the thin string of underwear and her pussy slid down the shaft burying what wasn’t clutched in his hand. They both gasped in shock Cheryl was wide eyed and mouth agape as she slowly looked over her shoulder at Derek, He had the same dumbfounded look on his face as he stared at his Mother. The road had gotten really rough and Derek started to slide off the bale of hay and had to pull his hand from between them to catch himself, the sudden motion drove the rest of his shaft deep in Cheryl and she yelped.
The whole crowd laughed and chided, “Better wrap your arms around your Mom Derek sounds like she’s about to slide off!” Derek and Cheryl made the best attempt at a laugh and smile but he could feel the tight, wet, silky pussy of his mother wrapped around his hard cock and she could feel the thick meat slipping back and forth inside her. Everyone’s eyes were on the Mother and Son and they couldn’t do anything at the moment to change the situation, they both smile and waved at the fellow riders trying to act normal. Derek reacted wrapping his arms around his mother’s waist as they had been told by the reveling crowd. Cheryl waited until everyone seemed back to their own merriment then spun her head back and whispers curtly, “What are you doing?” Derek angrily mumbled back, “I didn’t do it you fell on me, you were the one with the “G” string!” Cheryl realized it had been an accident and she whispered, “Okay, okay what do we do now?” Derek was gritting his teeth as he whimpered, “I don’t know?”
Cheryl could see his obvious discomfort at holding back his pleasure and quickly whispered, “Be careful don’t cum inside me I’m not on birth control!” She put her hands on his thighs and tried to slide up and off but she couldn’t rise high enough without being noticed, then she tried to slide sideways to dislodge him first one way then the other. Derek tightened his grip on her tiny waist and whimpered through clenched teeth, “You got to stop moving, I won’t be able to hold it!” She relaxed and sank back into his lap his long thick cock sliding in to the depths of her pussy, Derek was quivering and she tried to hold still keeping his orgasm at bay. After a few miles of smooth road they both were able to ease the tensions that had built and Cheryl leaned back whispering into her Sons ear, “How long is this Hay ride?” Derek shifted uncomfortably making Cheryl groan and he whispered, “Two hours!” she gasped and repeated his words shocked watching him nod agreement. She tried to deduce how long they had been out so far and she came up with twenty minutes mouthing the number to Derek who nodded, again his eyes clench in concentration.
Suddenly the wagon again started up a rough trail and Cheryl began to bounce uncontrollably on Derek’s lap, they both were gasping and grunting but luckily for them everyone seemed to groan at the bumpy ride. Cheryl could feel the mushroom head of her Sons cock deep in her pussy and his jiggling shaft sliding back and forth over her throbbing clit, she bit her lip trying not to think of how good it felt inside her heated opening. She tried to reposition herself leaning forward but that only pressed her clit harder into the hard shaft causing her to moan softly feeling her body react to the first sexual contact she had in the last five years. Derek felt the orifice surrounding his cock growing hotter and wetter the longer the bumpy road continued, his eyes went wide she was as excited by this as he was and he tried to hold her still. A big bump caused Cheryl to slam down hard on his lap driving him deeper in her and she felt the little electric thrills start to build in her pussy as a second bump hit and Derek’s hands slipped off her hips and up her chest brushing her hard nipples and cupping her firm tits for a moment.
Cheryl flopped back her head leaning on Derek’s shoulder she felt the incidental touch on her breast and started to mumble, “No, oh no not now I can’t do it now?” Derek heard her odd confession just before another bump drove her back down hard on his thick cock, suddenly she started to convulse and he had to hold her hips tight. He looked over at her flopping head her eyes clinched and her bottom lip sucking in and out of her mouth huffing deep breaths, he could feel her tense up and suddenly a vice like grip clamped down on his cock then started to spasm clenching and releasing. Derek was in shock and he clenched his ass cheeks hard holding back his own desires whispering through his clenched teeth, “What was that , did you…did you? Cheryl whimpered in a raspy voice, D-Don’t…worry about it, it was nothing, how…how much longer? Derek knew she was lying but carried on the charade saying, “About an hour, more or less?”
Cheryl groaned and leaned back up putting her hands on his knees to steady herself a short smooth section and Cheryl leaned up and reached back spreading and massaging her ass cheeks before sliding back down his cock. Derek gritted his teeth hard feeling her tight pussy slipping up and back on his shaft, he whispered, “You shouldn’t move, what’s wrong are you okay?” She looked back her eyes half closed and dreamy as she said, “I can’t help it my ass cheeks are getting numb!” He groaned as he started to move, she moaned, “What are you doing?” He shushed her and lifted her up slightly and twisted her so that one of her legs was in between his and the other draped over. The new position caused her juices to leak out and dribble down over his balls causing him to shiver and shimmy. She whimpered lustily feeling her pussy swirl around the thick shaft then exhaled as she now supported her weight differently, he left a hand on her thigh coincidentally. Another round of potholes and his shaft was thrusting up into her again she was already too excited and just gnashed her teeth together as her pussy was pummeled with the biggest cock she had ever felt, that thought running through her mind she felt her orgasm flash.
Derek felt muscles surrounding his cock tense and clamp again and it was too much form him he whimpered, “M-Mom….I can’t huh…hold it any longer!” Cheryl was busy wrestling with her own orgasm to protest and in between spasm she felt his twitching cock as it erupted inside her, his hot cum pumping up to her cervix. As her own orgasm subsided she whimpered, “Oh no…no…you came inside me?” He was still grunting as his cock shot again and again into her, her pussy sucking it deeper and deeper as it convulsed in another orgasm. After several minutes they relaxed and they thought that it would all be over, surely his cock would go limp having cum. But as the ride continued his cock slipped up and back though trying to go flaccid, but the hot silky pussy wrapped around him felt so good he couldn’t will it go limp.
Cheryl felt his cock dwindle slightly then as if out of nowhere it seemed to start to grow harder and harder having caught her breath she looked back over her shoulder her eyes wide once again in awe feeling his cock grow inside her. She could feel it slowly slip deeper and deeper as the length grew back and her pussy stretched out wider and wider as the girth formed. Derek shrugged sheepishly as she cursed under her breath, then she just thought it isn’t his fault it is simply reaction to the contact. A sudden bump and Cheryl had no choice but to throw her arm over his shoulder to hold on leaning in she whispered, “I know you couldn’t help it but now you need to stop thinking about it!” He leaned in and whispered, “I’m not thinking about it, it just won’t stop feeling good, what can I do?” She shook her head and whimpered, “Nothing, we just need to hold on?” He nodded and with the road smooth once again she figured that he might lose some of his ardor, but to her amazement she could feel that he was still growing inside her, longer and thicker than before.
She gasped and looked down at her lap half wanting to see how big it had gotten, it felt as though he would grow too big for her to handle and she leaned her head on his shoulder and whimpered softly. Derek whispered, “I’m sorry, it happens when I stay excited for too long?” The road felt like a wash board and Cheryl moaned through another series of orgasms, the whole time Derek tried hard to keep from getting any more excited. This continued for the next twenty minutes, Cheryl’s body ached racked with innumerable fiery orgasms just as she thought she couldn’t stand any more Derek groaned, “Sorry Mom?” she knew what he meant before she felt the first steamy jet of his cum blast deep into her, she gasped and turned her face to his shoulder sinking her teeth into the muscle and meat as she muffled her orgasmic scream. She had never felt something so intense her pussy kept clutching and milking her son’s cock of his fresh boiling sperm as if drinking it in wanting to have it deeper in her body.
They were both convulsing the rocky road hid their frantic motions, Derek was gasping he couldn’t believe what he felt around his cock, his cock was drenched in her seeping hot pussy juice and it was drooling down mixed with his cum dripping over his flexing balls. They sat quietly trying to compose themselves and as the hay wagon slowed and the clomp of the horses hooves rang on asphalt they breathed a sigh of relief. The wagon suddenly stopped and rocked back, Cheryl felt the last thrust of the enormous cock in her pussy and she felt herself involuntarily flex her muscles around it. They had to wait for everyone to climb off the wagon before Cheryl eased herself up the long shaft causing small gasp to escape her lips as it slid down and out. She stood on uneasy legs and turned in time to see Derek’s now flaccid cock covered in her white frothy juices before he flipped his shorts up covering it and she shivered at the thought. Derek stood up and wobbled a moment then jumped down off the wagon and reached up for his Mother, reluctantly she leaned over as he wrapped his hand around her waist and helped her down.
They didn’t speak on the way to the car the only sound was the squishing and occasional plop of Derek’s cum as it dribbled down between her pussy lips and trailed down her thighs before it broke free and dripped to the ground. At the car they both flopped back in the seats exhausted, Cheryl’s eyes were closed as she spoke, “We don’t need to ever speak of this again!” Derek turned his face to her and said, “How can you say that? I know you felt it, I felt you…and what if you get preg..?” she cut him off speaking through angry clenched teeth, “Don’t mention that, I don’t want to think of that, not now not ever!” The ride home was silent both staring at the road as the headlights shown the path, each had thoughts running through their minds, questions, feelings and concerns.
As they went through the door Cheryl tossed her keys on the dining room table and started to walk through the living room, Derek cleared his throat and she turned as he spoke, “Mom I know it shouldn’t have happened, but it did and yes I suppose I should be ashamed but all I can think is how good you felt!” She covered her face as she broke out in tears whimpering, “We shouldn’t have, we shouldn’t have!” He pulled her hands away and she slowly looked up into his eyes as he whispered, “We didn’t, it was an accident!” She gasped and chokes back the tears crying out, “Was it?” Derek stammered, “I-I did…didn’t intend on it?” She was crying again as she wailed out, “B-but did I?” He stared down at her weeping face the tears running down her cheeks, his eyes filled with a questioning look. Cheryl broke her wrist from his grasp and wiped away the tears. Confession on her mind she whispered, “I liked it when you were hurt and I washed you after the first time and I made you cum I always wanted to do it again, after the first time I went to my room that night and masturbated until I came too!”
Derek was staring at her in shock she looked away and whispered, “Yeah that’s right every time after I bathed you I went to my room and fingered myself biting my lip as I came over and over again, all the while thinking about your hard cock!” He reached out and took her chin in his fingers and turned her face to look at him and whispered, “Mom its okay, it really is?” She shrieked, “NO, NO IT IS NOT….I’M YOUR MOTHER!” He recoiled at her screams and as she turned away and put her hands on the back of the coach he stared at her back before screaming back, “OKAY THEN IF YOU WANT TO RIDE THE GUILT DO IT BUT DON’T DRAG ME WITH YOU!” She spun and slapped him across the face he recoiled and shot a hand up rubbing his face, she started to ball again and turned away clutching the back of the sofa again as she sobbed harder and harder.
Derek went from shock to anger, stepping up behind her he pushed her across the back of the sofa with her ass high in the air, she gasped in shock and turned to look back in fear as Derek screamed, “ALL RIGHT THEN, WHY DON’T WE BOTH FEEL GUILTY!” He flipped up her little skirt and grabbed the soaked “G” string yanking it hard stripping it from her behind, Cheryl shrieked as she felt the silky material whisk over her pussy and up between her ass cheeks the sound of the tearing cloth ringing in hear ears. She stared back over her shoulder amazed at what he was doing. She screamed, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Derek held his hand on her lower back pinning her to the sofa back as he shucked his shorts down and kicked them off whispering back, “I want to feel guilty too!” Her eyes went wide and she wailed, “OH NO…NO YOU DON’T!” She was watching as he stroked his cock up and down getting it more and more erect, fear in her wavering voice she whimpered,” D-Don’t do this, it’s wrong!”
Derek wiped away a single tear as he confessed, “I wanted it to be different for us, but you want to make it wrong, now I will make it wrong too!” With that he stepped up closer behind her she kicked and screamed as she felt him swabbing his cock head up and down her swollen wet slit, she tried to reach back and push his hand off her back but he was too strong for her. She felt the spongy head pressing between her pussy lips and wailed out, “NO DEREK….!” Her words trailed off as he thrust into her driving his whole cock to the depths of her pussy, she gasped and sobbed as his hand eased off her back and he gripped the waist band of her skirt and used it to leverage his thrust he was relentless pumping his huge cock in her hot wet pussy. She was gaping as his long cock pummeled her pussy walls and could hear the loud slap of flesh on flesh as his groin smacked into her ass, she could only hold herself up as he fucked her harder than she had ever been fucked in her life listening to his lusty grunts and her wanton moans.
Cheryl heard the material of the skirt start to rip and quickly Derek yanked hard tearing it from her body with ferocity and tossing it over her landing in front of her wobbling and shaking head his hard thrust causing her whole body to quake. She was whimpering as he slowed down and lifted her torso and tugged his jersey up over her head flinging it in front of her as well she was now completely naked before her son as he pushed forward and he started to slam into her again. She could do nothing to stop him as he leaned forward his chest on her back as his hands gripped her swaying tits tugging her nipples and squeezing her tits gently. He pelvis slapped into her ass cheeks making loud smacking sounds. She could feel his long cock stroking over her clit as she whimpered, “No-no Derek stop please I’m…I’m…!” He leaned down close to her ear his hot breath huffing on her neck as he finished her sentence for her, “Gonna cum?” Cheryl shrieked as he thrust hard into her and her pussy collapsed around his shaft and squeezed harder than ever making Derek grunt at feeling the intensity of her orgasm clinching and easing over and over again for nearly five minutes.
As she quivered and flinched feeling her heated pussy release its flood of juice and lighting like effects she was huffing out in long deep breaths, “Oh god, oh my…how did you do that?” His cock was as hard as ever and growing thicker and longer like the last time he had been inside her, she was whimpering knowing that he would keep going. She gasped deep as she felt him lift torso up then hook his hands under her thighs and lift her in the air leaning her back to his chest as she was upright she slung her hands back and gripped his neck behind to hold herself up. He just lifted her up and let her body weight push her back down impaling her pussy on his enormous cock she was gasping and moaning. She had never been fucked like this before his strong arms lifting her easily up and down on his cock, she was delirious as she leaned her head back on his shoulder and through gasp whispered, “Never been had like this, oh my, oh my…”
After making her cum from the fuck doll treatment he lifted her up and off his cock and spun her around and sat her down on the dining room table and eased his cock back into her fiery pussy she moaned long and loud as he sank the length into her. He starts to slow fuck her, his long cock stroking in deep and pulling out slowly. For the first time he saw her small upturned breast capped with dark long nipples and he sank his face into her chest, she struggled and pushed her hands on his face as he tried to get to her breast screaming, “DEREK, NO DON’T, DON’T PUT YOUR MOUTH ON MY BREAST!” He thrust deep into her causing her to drop one hand back to steady herself on the table and he reached up and took the wrist of the other and folded her arm behind her back. He wrapped both wrist in one of his large hands and held them in the small of her back as he began to suck first on then the other nipple flicking them with his tongue and swirling it around the taught areola. Cheryl shrieked, she had always had sensitive nipples and his suckling took her over the edge and again her pussy exploded sending tingles up her spine and into her hair. Derek had to thrust harder as her pussy clamped down. When she came down from her orgasmic high she felt him short stroking her pussy in fast jabbing thrust, she knew he was close to coming and pleaded with him to not cum inside her.
He eased his cock out of her weeping pussy and said, “I had no intention of cumming in your pussy!” With that he slipped his hands under her arms and lifted her up and lowered her down on her knees in front of him, his hard cock thumping with his heart beat right in front of her face. She stared at the enormous cock slick with her pussy juice and looked up into his lusty eyes as his hand cupped the back of her head and pulled her face forward. She had never sucked a cock that had been in her pussy before and wasn’t about to now. She struggled and tried to push him away but Derek t took hold of her wrist and raised them above her head in one of his hands. She tried to turn her face away from the monstrous cock as it slapped slimy on her cheeks. Derek was reluctant to hurt her, but he was insistent using one hand to lower her jaw as he pushed the bulbous head between her lips. She tried to back away but he began to pump his hips sending the thick shaft deep and she coughed and gagged until he backed off and pumped with short jabs.
She thought about all the fantasies she had thinking of his gooey cum shooting out and as his shaft sank her mouth her tongue swirled around the head and glided down the shaft until it bumped the back of her throat he then eased back and again slid into her mouth down the length throbbing again. Derek started to moan then groan and finally grunt as his orgasm neared. Cheryl could feel his shaft pulsing on her tongue and though she had never swallowed a load of cum before she was going to have to do it this time. Repulsed she felt the first gob of sperm spray out and coat her throat shot after shot of her sons cum she could taste his salty seed on her tongue and she tried to pull away but he held the back of her head in the grasp of his big hand. It was either swallow or drown in her sons cum and instantly she started to gulp the huge gobs of sperm, gulping it down before the next one ejected into her mouth. She felt the warm jism on her cheeks sliding down onto her tongue and the tangy sweet flavor was becoming less and less distasteful.
Derek slumped back sitting on the dining table as his Mother continued to suck his cock and gobble down his sperm, he was flinching and gasping as her raspy tongue coaxed out the last few drops swallowing every bit. Derek looked down on his mothers beautiful face still sucking on his cock head and as he eased it from her lips she flicked her tongue at the tip over and over again slurping up the oozing sperm. Suddenly she realized what she was doing and jumped up and broke away from him and started to run down the hallway, she hadn’t noticed him in hot pursuit and as she tried to sling the door to her bedroom closed Derek caught it and her wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her to him. She was kicking and screaming as he tossed her on the bed she tried to roll away but he jumped on her and quickly rolled her over and yanked her hips up. She was trying to crawl away as he held her hips in his big hands, he growled, “DON’T WANT ME TO CUM IN YOUR PUSSY, HUH!” She squealed as she felt his enormous cockhead prod at her anus screaming, “OH MY GOD NO, YOUR NOT GONNA TRY AND FUCK ME IN THE ASS?”
She screamed and thrash and tried to pull herself along by gripping the covers as his cockhead burst through her tiny rectum lubricated with her own saliva, she wailed in anguish feeling the thick shaft spear into her sphincter. He was pushing hard as she collapsed on the bed face down biting the corner of a pillow as his cock plowed into her ass. She whimpered as the base of his shaft bottomed out and he began to fuck fast and furious pummeling his cock in her bowels. She was balling up the comforter in her fist as she endured her sons sodomizing her, she had never even thought about getting fucked in the ass and now the biggest cock she had ever seen was pumping away at her bottom. She felt him raise her hips and slide a hand down and start to slip a finger over her engorged pussy lips and swirl around her swollen clit. At first she was concentrating so hard on the pain in her ass that she didn’t let go of her grip on the covers then as her clit started to throb her eyes went wide and she began to gasp.
She felt her body start to shudder as she thought to herself, “What the hell is going on am I gonna orgasm from my son fucking me in the ass?” Suddenly she felt his finger penetrate her pussy and his thumb swirling around her clit, she was grunting and gasping and found herself pushing back on his cock. Derek held still as she began to pump her hips back sinking his cock in her ass, she grunted out, “D-damn it don’t stop now!” He felt her hand cupping his on her pussy and he reversed them making her rub her pussy. Then he started to fuck her ass even harder Cheryl scream and pumped her finger in her dripping pussy as she started to shimmy and shudder in orgasm. Derek felt her asshole clench around the base of his cock and he pumped lightly to help bring her off, she was huffing and puffing as she quivered in orgasm. Derek waited until she was starting to recover and just as she turned to look back over her shoulder at him he yanked his cock out of her ass and buried it in her pussy. Cheryl could feel the pulsating throbs as his cock fired shot after shot of hot cum deep inside her pussy, her eyes went wide as she gasped out, “I-I thought you said you weren’t going to cum in my pussy?”
He was shaking his head “No” as he grunted and pumped his cum into her saying, “No I said, you don’t want me to cum in your pussy!” She shook her head as her pussy twitched again in the aftershock of mini orgasms began. As she was satisfied that she had got every last drop dumped into her she felt him collapse onto her back. Suddenly she felt a sense of euphoria she needed this, needed to be taken by a man again even if it was her own son. Leaning back she kissed at his face and lips tenderly before saying, “I guess missing the big game may have not been a loss after all?” His big hand cupped her tiny ass as he pulled his slimy cock form her sloppy pussy and sighed, “I think I made the Big Game after all and scored!”

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Gianella”s sloppy blow job

“Well, I have like 45 minutes to kill,” sang the high-pitched, sweet little voice of my chubby Latina friend Gianella, “would you like a sloppy blowjob?”
My ears weren’t expecting that question, and I swear I must have blushed. Perverted middle-school teens don’t get that question often, or at least, this one doesn’t. Or hasn’t before at least. Maybe she saw me staring at her C cup boobs in her tight see through t-shirt, or she detected my eyes on her squeezable round butt in those tight jeans a few minutes earlier. Or maybe she was just clairvoyant.
Try to sound confident,said the little voice from my brain. Down below told me, don’t screw this up for me. “Uh,” came out my stupid response at first, “well, uh, I mean — duh — what?” I was looking right at her round, bronze face. her eyes were a dark brown and her lips were full. Gianellas jet-black hair was slightly messy but beautiful never the less. Ok, now try to sound confident, I thought. “Fuck, Gianella, I don’t — I mean, I hope you don’t think –”
“I can, if you want.” She stood next to the big oak desk in my basement that held my video games, her small hand on her hip as her 13-year-old body was cocked to one side. Her shirt was clinging to her body, and those round breasts (undoubtedly C or D cup, or more). The bra around them were stretching the material of her top. An inch-long dark shadow of cleavage sat right above to top edge of the skin tight shirt and teased the hot teen tits inside. The girl smiled at me playfully; it was not the grin of a shy virgin. “I’m pretty good.”
No doubt about that, my horny teen mind agreed. “Oh, I’m sure a gorgeous girl like you gets plenty of, um, opportunities, to practice.” Mental wince; did I just call her a slut? But she was still grinning at me.
She kept looking at me with her big brown eyes and toothy smile. She wasn’t embarrassed for asking. “Oh, if you don’t, that’s all good, but –” Then, for the first time, she looked a bit shy. Her eyes squinted, her smile grew even larger. “You’re just really cute. We don’t have to tell anyone.”
Goddamned, this sexy girl sure knew how to give a guy an erection. “Wow, thanks — that’s really sweet. And,” I winked, “you’re ridiculously sexy, but I’m sure a million guys have told you that.”
The busty Latina rolled her soft eyes at my compliment. “Oh, stop, your so cute.” Then I saw her eyes move to my crotch, as I was sitting on my big leather chair in front of her. And she probably saw a bulge, because my penis had shot to nearly full size in my pants.
My feet were apart, knees to the sides, and I only had to lean back by shoving my butt forward a few inches to expose my crotch entirely. “I can’t believe you’re asking, I think you were reading my mind.”
The long-haired teen with the bulging boobs shrugged her slight shoulders as she stepped forward and dropped to her knees. This is really happening, and the realization made me shiver with a satisfying warmth. My eyes tracked her hands with keen interest, as her dainty brown fingers reached forward and slid up my legs. She was smiling at my face, a very intelligent and amicable stare, then she glanced down just as her fingers traced over my crotch. I moaned softly and she did too, her fingers detecting my huge erection inside my pants and underwear. I watched her do all the work, unfastening then unzipping my pants. I lifted my hips so my butt cleared my seat, using my hands and shoulders to press against the chair and keep it steady. She had to yank a couple of times, but she got my clothing moving downward.
The cool air of my home hit my hot burning erection, making me throb even hotter. That’s when the Latina’s eyes fell on my lengthy penis, and I am not making this up, her plump lips stretched even wider. “Oh wow,” her high-pitched, middle school voice cooed, as she spied my tool for the first time. She let out an even more convincing exclamation of satisfaction at what she had just uncovered. “Jesus, that’s big.”
My thick, seven inches of glory pulsated on my pelvis in front of her, my pants and underwear down to my knees. I leaned back more, thrusting my pelvis forward to my shirt hiked up and my cock and balls were more fully on display to her. She looked down just momentarily to remove my clothing off my feet; fortunately I was wearing only black ankle socks and no shoes. She left the socks on, crawling forward more on her knees, pushing my legs open. Her big eyes returned to stare at my aching dick, and there was no question that she was impressed. “Mmmmm, it’s so big!” Her eyes looked up at my face and her long eyelashes batted, and she broke out in a little giggle. “Tee hee, you have a great penis!”
I was about to thank her, but her two small soft hands wrapped around my base, and I just couldn’t help but groan deeply. I felt precum stream out of my aching fat cockhead, as her palms closed on the bottom half of my shaft and her thin fingers curled around the rigid wide shaft. She played with my erection a couple of moments, pointing it to the ceiling and using her hands together to squeeze and pump it slowly, just the fat base. Her eyes examined my wide head now all messy with clear precum, but she also looked below my big shaft at my large balls which were filling with cum for her.
If she kept stroking me like that, she probably could have made me cum in a few minutes anyway. That shadow of cleavage in her tight shirt looked twice as large now, as she leaned forward. I was watching her pretty face with all her jet-black hair swaying around it, but the sight of her tits stretching out her top was too fantastic to ignore. I almost didn’t notice as she leaned forward and opened her lips.
“Fuck!” I gasped, as the teenager’s wet fat lips surrounded my messy cockhead. Gianella instantly sucked my round soft head in her warm mouth, and I could feel her juicy, silky tongue slide around my cockhead inside that mouth. She tasted my precum and sucked out a few more drips in the vacuum between her cheeks, while her hands squeezed the bottom few inches of my 7 inches. Her eyes looked up at mine diffidently, the look of a girl in lust with a hard penis in her mouth, then her eyelids closed as she swallowed another inch or so of my erection. Her mouth was incredibly wet and warm, and with her hands clasped around the bottom of my cock, she had most of my dick surrounded.
Gianella proceeded to suck the top few inches, bobbing her pretty face slowly, sucking maybe three or so inches into her mouth then sliding back up until just the cockhead remained inside her lips. As her lips retreated up my cock, she left behind slight glistening drips of her saliva. Her hands on my base pumped slowly, squeezing hard, moving in unison in the opposite direction, pushing the outer skin of my cut cock down towards my balls. Then after sucking the cockhead a second or two, swirling her wet tongue over it, she lowered her lips again and began feeing meat into her mouth, while her hands moved upwards on my fat dick. I groaned when finally her lips met her hands, she had just about all 7 inches of my dick surrounded by her hands or her mouth. I felt pressure on my cockhead as it pressed against the back of her tight mouth, almost bending my dick to fit inside her mouth.
She slurped my engorged erection, slobbering on it, coating it in a thick wad of saliva. I felt her warm breath gasp over my penis as she exhaled, then she began moving upwards again, leaving behind an even more wet cock. This time her lips came all of the way off of my dick and she sat back on her ankles, staring at my long adult cock in her two hands. She wrapped one hand more firmly around my cock, her thumb trying to reach around unsuccessfully to her palm, while her other hand slipped down to my testicles. Instinctively I spread my legs even wider, almost hooking them over the armrests of my chair, and the young girl cupped my aching balls in her other hand and felt them softly. She grinned at me, almost looking embarrassed at her curiosity, but her eyes were focused again on my rigid wet erection sticking straight up. Her hand began to pump me slowly, riding almost to the top, then pushing down to the base. Very slowly and deliberately, working me, feeling how hard and hot my cock was.
“I love your cock,” the teen giggled amorously.
I couldn’t stop a cheesy reply. “It loves you.”
The Latina giggled and leaned forward, her pink tongue sticking out. She cupped her hand around the topside of my shaft, exposing the soft underside, and she planted her warm tongue on the base of my dick down near my balls. Then in one slow, maddening motion, she moved her wet tongue northward up along the soft underside, going all the way to the top. I almost cried out with pleasure, and my hips rose an inch to keep her tongue on my dick just a bit longer. She laughed at feeling me move my dick to follow her small wet tongue, then as her tongue neared the top of my erection, she rose up on her knees to position her head directly above my cock. Her long silky black hair spilled down, falling on my naked thighs, as she stuck her tongue down and slurped it in circular motions around my soft bulbous helmet and the sensitive ring underneath it. Her fist on my dick continued to pump me up and down, spreading her saliva around my shaft as lubricant. Then I felt even more saliva dripping down my penis; Gianella was drooling over my cock, getting it extra-wet.
The girl sat back on her heels, admiring her handiwork. Her small brown hand was pumping my long aching cock, and saliva was smeared all over my dick and her fingers and palm. I could feel her hand gliding now on my dick, and little squishy noises filled the room along with our deep breaths as her fingers and palm stroked my drenched dick. Her fist moved a little faster, up and down. She smiled past my cock to grin at my face, and she blew me a precious little kiss. “You like?”
“Fuck yes,” I slurred, in a trance. Looking at her pretty face and feeling her hand stroking my lubricated erection was making my balls want to explode. “You’re really fucking good, making me so fucking hard.”
“Mmm, good,” purred the little girl, leaning forward again. She wrapped her lips around my cockhead and sucked it hard, licking the precum off again, then she held my dick upright and for a second time licked just the sensitive underside of my shaft. Her lips descended to the fat base, and my wet erection momentarily pressed against her cheeks and nose, getting her face a little damp. Her fist grabbed my cock again and this time pulled it back, and her wet young mouth moved of my hairy balls. I pulled my knees back very far now, my hands under them to lift my legs over the armrests, and I must have let out a little yelp that made her giggle. She sucked my fat balls into her gentle warm mouth, expertly rolling them between lips and tongue, slobbering on them too.
“Fuck that’s good,” I moaned, my eyes rolling at the insanely delicious pleasure I was feeling. I knew I was going to erupt with one huge orgasm, but I was trying to hold it back as long as I could.
Her mouth suckled my balls a few seconds until my thick dark hair was matted with saliva, then she moved her tongue and lips upwards again, to the cockhead. Her fist wrapped around the base and just held it tightly, fingers and thumb wrapped in a circle around the base directly where it protruded from my balls. With my dick pointing upwards, she stuffed two or three inches of cock into her teenage mouth and continued to suck it while washing her tongue all over it. I throbbed hard inside her mouth and felt her saturating my erection with a bath of warm saliva. It was an amazing feeling and undoubtedly the best fucking blowjob I could ever ask for.
Gianella was moaning over my penis, pushing as much into her mouth as she could until my cockhead was against the entrance to her throat. I wondered if she’d deep-throat me, but she wasn’t trying to. Instead she just sucked the top part of my stiff erection inside her mouth while her hand worked the lower part, gliding noisily up and down the base as it pumped and squeezed. Each time her fist pushed down, the bottom of her hand pressed into my balls slightly, drawing a series of little pleasured groans from the boy she was blowing.
After sucking my penis deep in her mouth for a couple of minutes, she suddenly popped off, sitting upright and sucking in air. Her thick puffy lips were drooling with saliva, which was dripping down her chin and cheeks. She looked really sexy, with her big brown eyes full of lust. “I love your cock,” she repeated, her lungs heaving while her fist continued to squeeze and jerk my wet erection.
Her deep breaths were making those hot tits heave, and my eyes were glued to them. I couldn’t resist. “If you really, really, really wanna make this the hottest, best blowjob I’ve ever had,” I moaned, although lying because it probably already was, “would you, maybe, let me see those incredibly hot tits of yours?”
I winced as I asked, wondering if I was crossing some kind of line. I had always assumed the young girls were giving out blowjobs. So I wasn’t sure if it was proper for a girl to strip for a blowjob; and I didn’t want her to think I was angling for fucking, because she hadn’t offered it to me.
But Gianella grinned politely and almost proudly, my request obviously indicating my pleasure for her shape. “Sure, if you want.” She immediately reached to her waist and grabbed her shirt, and moments later she was pulling it off of her head and away from her long flowing hair. She had a purple bra that was barely containing her mounds. Gianella didn’t move slowly, she reached around to find the hook of her bra, and as soon as it unsnapped she pulled her top off.
I whistled, because those teenage tits were divine. They were not quite as brown as the rest of her, a bit of a tanned cream color; perfectly smooth and soft and just big and fucking around. Her areolas were deep reddish-brown were round, and her nipples were hard, and stuck out almost an inch. My eyes were glued on sight. She sat back on her heels, arching her back to show off her rack, and I could see her eyes smiling when she saw my reaction to her bust. She didn’t have to ask if I liked them.
Gianella let me stare at her boobs a couple of seconds, then she leaned down to suck my dick again. Her hand grabbed my wet cock and she began licking her tongue around the cockhead, kissing my tip time to time. Pumping my shaft was making my balls ache, and I could feel something building inside of me. I could smell her feminity, not only her sweat from her exposed naked top but also the sharp, distinct scent of wet pussy. She was obviously wet in her panties or whatever she had on under her tight jeans, and the idea that I was making an 13 year old girl wet was getting me ever closer to cumming.
I put a hand on the back of her head, feeling how soft her long hair was. “Oh fuck yes, baby,” I grunted, pushing my dick up against her tongue, encouraging her to take it into her mouth. She did, wrapping lips around it, sucking my top few inches of my cock into her warm, wet mouth again. I wasn’t pressing her head down but just feeling it bob, as her head made little up and down motions with her tongue swirling around my cockhead inside her tight closed lips. She had a single ring formed by one finger and her thumb, pushing down my shaft to press into my balls, then she’s move her hand up to her lips and form the ring again and push her finger and thumb all the way down once more; and over and over she did that, while her lips and tongue worked on my cockhead.
My cock was getting so close to cumming, and I wanted it to last, at least so It wasn’t faster than the boys at school she sucked. I had no idea who’s cock got inside this Latina mouth, but she surely was getting a lot of practice.
To stall the inevitable, I leaned up and reached a hand down, under her, to feel one of her boobs. The moment my hand wrapped around it, my fingers cupping it and palm brushing her hard nipple, I let out a little grunt. It was like the perfect tit, teenage and perky and big and soft. Gianella pushed her fingers down my shaft one last time and licked my drenched cockhead with a last flick of her tongue, then she leaned up on her knees between my legs, bringing her chest higher. I could now cup her other tit, and I immediately began groping and fondling those twin boobs anxiously. Fuck they were so soft and pliable, but so big. Her skin rolled around my palms, and I traced her rock hard nipples with my thumbs, teasing them in rapid movements as my thumbs rotated around those bumps. Gianella smiled up at me, arching her back for me. My mouth watered as my eyes and hands enjoyed her breasts, and I went for it. I leaned down, mouth open, moving to suck one of those melons.
Gianella”s mouth intercepted mine, maybe she thought I was going to kiss her. I moaned in surprise, but smelled then felt the teenager’s face directly under mine. Her open mouth slammed into my gaping mouth, and her tongue thrust forward. I hadn’t expected it but I didn’t argue. I let her tongue invade my mouth where my lips closed on it, and my tongue began licking her mouth. I tasted cock in her mouth, and actually, it was exciting. She moaned in a high-pitched whine, sucking in air through her nose while we began French kissing madly. We were humping each other’s mouths with our tongues, our tongues licking each other and then darting around each other’s mouths, licking teeth and cheeks and gums. Gianella kept a hand around my shaft, more holding it than stroking it, while both my hands fondled her boobs and lovingly pinched her rigid nipples time to time.
I loved how the teen kissed, it was so erotic and horny, way better than my girlfriend. Our lips parted and we both had our tongues stuck out in the air between our faces, just our tongues touching, licking each other. I couldn’t help but groan at how sexy it felt, and I heard Gianella squeal too at the playful dancing of our tongues over each other. We both began making sensuous moaning noises with our jaws and lips open, just lapping each other’s wet tongue lustfully.

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Ernest “Ernie” Haberfeld sat in his recliner, his feet propped up in the air while he rested leisurely in his sweats. His wife, Agnes, was out with her lady friends at her weekly bridge club, probably gossiping up a storm as they played cards to wile away their time. Ernie never begrudged his wife her time away from the home, it gave him time to do the kinds of things she found distasteful. Agnes was seven years older than his fifty five years, a fact that had put a cold sweater on their sex life. Instead of being upset by her lack of interest in making love, Ernie found that her time out of the house gave him the opportunity to indulge his penchant for pornography, a past time his wife never understood.
With a flick of the remote control the local news changed to an FBI warning of piracy and within a moment there was the menu of the latest DVD he had purchased, Dirty Debutants 8. Ernie’s eyes narrowed in devious pleasure as he gazed lasciviously over the naked and near naked forms of young women. A young brunette in a bathing suit came on the screen causing the older man to remember his own daughter, Jackie, in nearly the same outfit nearly a decade ago. Agnes had scolded him when she realized he was turned on by his own flesh and blood, a fact that Ernie was not ashamed of. It only meant he was working properly and that his daughter was pleasing to look at. Agnes had not taken the episode so lightly though.
With a few punches of his thumb on the remote control the screen faded to black and within seconds the young brunette in the black one piece bathing suit came on the screen. She walked away from the camera along the edge of a pool, dipping her toe into the water casually as if there were no one around. Her tight rounded ass was a very close match to the memory of his daughter’s and he could feel his penis begin to unfurl beneath the cotton sweat pants he wore. Without a thought he lifted his ass off the recliner and pulled them down around his knees, freeing his growing cock to the cool air conditioning. The girl on the television lay down on a lounge chair and began to run her hands across her breasts until her nipples were clearly visible through the thin material. She did not have the humongous breasts as some of the more popular models, but they were a healthy handful and very firm.
Ernie poured some KY into his hand and began to slowly stroke his cock. His fingers slid up and down the shaft, alternating pressure as he approached the head. His thumb and forefinger pressed together formed a tight ring he used to tease the underside of the crown. He was really getting into it as the girl pulled back the crotch of the suit and was teasing her pussy as a loud rapping noise came from the door.
“Fuck,” Ernie cursed. He pretended that he said it under his breath, but in reality he wanted who ever was at the door to know they weren’t welcome and to keep their visit as short as possible. With a grunt he levered the recliner to its normal position and pulled up his pants, fully aware that his erection was lewdly visible beneath. He didn’t even bother to wipe the lube from his hand, instead covering the door handle with it when he jerked it open.
“What?” He said annoyed and then opened his eyes to see his daughter Jackie standing in the afternoon sun. “Oh, baby, what are you doing here?”
Jackie, seven months pregnant and burning up from the late summer heat, stared back at her father. “Is this a bad time?” she asked simply.
“No, no baby. It’s always good to see you. Come in.” Ernie offered, pushing open the screen door that separated them. Jackie stepped into the cool house and noted that the television was on, but the screen was black. “You want something to drink honey?” Her father asked. Jackie’s nod sent him into the kitchen, leaving her to close the front door.
Shutting the door and then reaching down to twist the lock in the handle she pulled her fingers away from the sticky knob, examining them curiously. Jackie turned to watch her father coming back into the room, the lump protruding from his groin setting the last piece of the puzzle in place for her.
“So what’cha doing dad? Mom around?” Jackie asked cheerfully, picking up the remote from the arm of his recliner before sitting on the sofa.
“No, your mother is out at her bridge club,” Ernie answered handing her a glass of iced lemonade. “And I was just watching some television.”
“What were you watching?” Jackie asked after taking a long pull of the cool drink. The sugary sweet lemonade would make her unborn son a little rambunctious, a feeling she always found comforting. She eyed her father, waiting for his response as he fidgeted nervously before her. Did his sweats just twitch?
Ernie couldn’t help but notice that his daughter’s tits had gotten a lot bigger since she became pregnant. Her once modest cleavage was now overflowing as the tops she wore became filled out nicely with the added weight of her impending motherhood. Her once girlish figure was now indeed that of a woman, a fact that had not gone unnoticed before, but today with such heat she had worn practically nothing to hide her womanly charms. The floral top was tight around her bosom and belly but loose in the arms. When she turned just so he could see most of one breast through the gaping sleeve. The lacy bra caused his heart to race and his mind to kick in the notion that he should feel guilty.
As he looked over his daughter appraisingly he suddenly saw that in her hand was the universal remote that worked the television and dvd player. He looked Jackie in the eye and considered her pretty face. He could feel his cock lurch within his sweats as he imagined her lips pressed up against something besides glass. For her part Jackie upended her drink, pushing out her chest as she felt the growing stirrings of her own arousal.
Her pregnancy had been fine at first. Her husband, Mark, excited about the prospect of having their first child had been attentive and even extra amorous. After the fourth month when she started to really look pregnant his desire for sex had dropped off the charts. Now, with two months to go, she hadn’t been touched in over six weeks and it was starting to take its toll. Jackie gauged the lump in her fathers pants out of the corner of her eye. Despite every instinct in her body that knew what she was considering was wrong, she felt her heart race at the prospect.
“Mind if watch with you?” Jackie asked casually, her finger hovering over the play button.
Ernie could feel the panic painted all over his face and he hastily reached for the remote control but Jackie jerked it out of his reach, twisting her body to hide it between her body and the back of the couch. Jackie began to laugh as her father tried to pry it from her grasp, his fingers tickling her arms and lightly pressing into her breasts.
“Why won’t you let me watch, daddy?” Jackie asked in her sickly sweet manner she used as a child to get her way. She batted her eyelashes at him coquettishly all the while squirming against his prying touch. “Oh daddy,” she cried as his palm pressed deeply into her right breast. Instead of shying away she pressed against the back of his hand with her own, her fingers pushing against his in an urging for him to grope her properly.
Ernie was taken aback by the deep moan his daughter let out as she used his hand to grope her body. He looked down to find her biting her lower lip as her eyes looked up at him with desire written on her face. With uncertainty he stepped back, nearly collapsing when the back of his legs found his recliner. With resignation he sat down heavily and tried to fight the urge to make a pass at his daughter welled up and made his cock ever harder.
“Now let’s see what daddy was watching before I came,” Jackie said aloud as she pointed the remote control at the entertainment center and pressed play. Immediately the brunette was on the screen, her pink pussy pulled open and glistening filled their view. The sound of the girls soft moaning came through the surround sound speakers along with the delicate sloshing of her fingers that were sliding in and out. “Oh dear, daddy was being naughty!” Jackie said, laughing at her father’s shocked look.
“Now look, its not what you think,” Ernie began, trying to cover up that it was indeed exactly what his daughter thought it was. “Look, your mom doesn’t like to watch this stuff and I just like to -” He was cut off as Jackie stepped over to his recliner and put her finger over his mouth.
“You just like to jack off looking at porn,” Jackie finished for him. “It’s okay dad. Your a guy. I know guy’s like to jack off to porn. Heck, Mark does it all the time, especially as of late.” Her last words came out softly, but the hurt was evident in her voice.
Emotions roiled in Ernie’s head and for a moment he felt a little nauseous. Here was a beautiful young woman in obvious need of sexual affirmation of her desirability and at the same time it was his daughter hurt and need of a fathers understanding. He felt like a heel that his cock would not go down, in fact an obscene wet spot began to appear on his sweats where his tip was leaking copious amounts of precum.
“Do you think pregnant women are sexy dad?” Jackie asked at last, her eyes searching his for any sign of deception. For a long moment they stared at each other in silence. “I guess you’re like Mark, you think pregnant women are repulsive too.” She turned from him, her eyes on the verge of tears.
“No baby,” Ernie said his hand catching at her elbow before she could get out of reach. “I think pregnant women are very sexy indeed.”
“You are just saying that,” Jackie sobbed into her hand, hiding her face from his view. She felt silly and stupid for thinking that her father would want her. Her emotions were a raging white water river that threatened to take her over a fall and make it all come spilling out uncontrolled.
“No darling,” Ernie said slowly, “I truly believe that pregnant women are incredibly sexy. You might think I’m disgusting for saying this but I like pregnant women for the reason that a guy can have sex with her and not worry about getting her pregnant again.” He squeezed her arm gently, finally pulling her back so that she sat upon his lap. He could feel his cock resting against her plump ass.
“Mark doesn’t like pregnant women,” Jackie said at last, wiping the stray tears from her eyes. “He hasn’t touched me in oh so long and I ache for the feel of a man. Do you think I’m disgusting daddy?” she asked turning to face him.
“No baby, you are human. Just like the rest of us. We all need someone to love us.” He explained gently, his hand rubbing her back for support.
“Is that why you are watching porn while mom is out at her bridge club?” Jackie asked. Ernie looked to the screen and then away in embarrassment.
“It’s different when you get older. One person’s desire to be physical can drop off because of age or illness.” Ernie looked at the carpet, unable to face his daughter though he could clearly feel the heat of her body as it pressed against the underside of his stiff cock.
Jackie stood up and faced her father, straightening her top and loose shorts. When he looked up into her eyes he marveled at the love and understanding she beamed at him. He was never prouder to be her father than at that moment. His wonderment changed to shock when her fingers began to unbutton the blouse and his mouth gaped when she shrugged off the loose cotton material baring her bra encased breasts to him. Jackie took his hand and placed it upon her left breast and moaned softly as he began to squeeze her gently.
“Baby, this isn’t right,” Ernie began.
“But it’s what we both need, dad. Mom can’t and Mark won’t,” Jackie cut him off, her eyes closed as she relished this forbidden touch. “And I can tell you like the idea of getting away with being very bad.” She opened her eyes and gave him a wanton look, lust blazing in her gaze. “You love the wicked idea of fucking someone’s pregnant wife, especially if that someone is your son in law, huh? The ultimate taboo, a cheating wife and your very own daughter. What else could top that?”
Jackie leaned down and kissed her father full on the mouth. The scruffy beard tickled her lips as he pulled her in deeper, his tongue dueling in her mouth as she released her will to his. Ernie slid his hand over the smooth skin of her protruding belly and across her hips, pulling her shorts down until they fell from her body. Jackie undid the clasp in the front of her bra and slowly pulled the cups back until her tits plopped out into his face. Ernie grabbed the hefty globes in his hands, his left thumb pressing into the nipple while his mouth covered the right. His tongue stabbed at the nub before he lightly grazed his teeth across the rapidly stiffening tip.
“Oh dad,” Jackie whispered, her fingers entwining in his hair and pulling him tight to her body. She could feel her pussy becoming sopping wet as his mouth worked her breast over, causing the nipples to become stiff and ache with desire. Her pent up need became the fuel for the fire that was consuming her and the attention of her father was so out of bounds, so wrong that it made it all the sweeter. “Daddy, daddy, daddy,” she chanted in a whisper, reminding them both of their roles in this incestuous play.
Finally, her breasts covered in saliva, she pushed him back in his chair and pulled off his sweats, his stiff cock springing free. With a lecherous smile she swiped her tongue over her lips in exaggerated desire causing his cock to twitch and a pearly drop of precum to ooze out the tip. Sitting on the floor at the foot of his recliner she scooted up as close as she could, her naked body pressed up against the fabric while her father’s legs were on either side of her. Pulling his cock down to point at her face she stuck her tongue out and pushed it directly into the slit of his penis. Ernie watched in wonder as the precum oozed out onto his daughters tongue and make a small pool. He looked up into Jackie’s eyes as she brought her tongue back into her mouth and savored the taste, licking her lips as she finished.
“Mmm,” Jackie moaned in approval. “I love it daddy,” she said her eyes closing slowly. “I want more,” she said after a moment, looking at him directly. She pursed her lips as if she were going to give a kiss and moved her face forward so that the head of his cock was pushed up against her plump lips. Her tongue slipped out and tickled the underside of the tip lightly. Holding him still for a few seconds she looked at him questioningly until her father gave out a small whimper accompanied by a weak thrust of his hips. Opening her mouth and covering her teeth with her lips, she stuck out her tongue and drew his cock deep into the wet confines of her oral cavity. Slowly she drew him in, her tongue sliding steadily across the underside of his shaft with a swirl every now and then. When he was as far in as she could comfortably take him, she sealed her lips around his cock and then began to suck in pulses.
Ernie slid his fingers through his daughter’s hair and held her in place, afraid that she might change her mind about blowing him. He could feel her tongue lash at his manhood over and over all the while the pressure of her sucking was bringing him dangerously close to exploding. It had been years since he had felt a woman’s mouth on his cock and he could never recall it ever being this good. His own daughter was sucking the cock that had created her, giving thanks to the very penis that had provide the seed of her being, and she did it willingly, lovingly, and with delight. There was no doubt in his mind that his daughter was enjoying this as much as he was. No woman could fake liking to give blowjobs, not this much. Just as he was settling in to enjoy the luxurious feeling of this naughty moment his daughter began to hum.
Jackie almost laughed as her father’s penis stiffened in her mouth. The uncontrollable jerk of his hips as the vibrations of her throat reverberated through his manhood was almost comical. Ernie began to pant, his stomach tensing as he tried to remain in control of his orgasm. His standard method of reciting baseball stats, a technique not used in twenty years, failed miserably as his mind could not uncouple from the fact that it was his daughter sucking his cock and she obviously, unbelievably, wanted him to cum in her mouth.
Her mouth was pressed almost to the base of his penis. Just enough was left out that she could wrap her thumb and forefinger around his shaft and squeeze it gently in time with her other hand massaging his balls. Jackie swiped her tongue along the underside of his shaft rhythmically, the pulsing of his member announcing that his orgasm was approaching. His breathing became labored and he grew even stiffer. Quickly Jackie pulled her mouth off his cock and began stroking him into her waiting mouth.
“Cum for me daddy, cum in your baby girl’s mouth,” she whispered. With a gush his seed erupted from the tip of his cock, splashing her upper lip and nose before she closed her lips around the tip and took his load onto her tongue. Two more solid pulses pushed out even more of his pent up seed before she released his spent member and sat up on her knees. Ernie looked down to see his daughter open her mouth, his cum pooled on her tongue and spread across her face. Jackie wiggled her tongue, relishing the taste of his seed before she locked his gaze with her own and swallowed deeply. Opening her mouth she showed him that she had taken it all and felt his cock twitch at the sight.
“Good, glad to feel there is still some life in this old bugger,” Jackie said squeezing her father’s cock gently.
“Well it will be a little while,” Ernie warned her with a sheepish look.
“That’s okay dad. I know what we can do in the mean time,” she replied pushing herself to her feet and then sitting on the sofa.
Ernie watched as his only daughter pulled her feet up onto the cushions and spread her sex open before his very gaze. The hair covering her pussy was sparse and neatly trimmed, though the lips were puffy and wetness practically oozed from her open slit. Jackie slipped a hand down and held her distended tummy out of the way while the other hand opened her nether lips to his gaze.
“I need you to lick me daddy. I need to feel your tongue on my pussy.” Her voice cracked, filled with need. “Mark hasn’t eaten my pussy since I got pregnant. You’ll do it for me, won’t you daddy?”
Ernie couldn’t deny his baby girl anything in the world at that moment. He sat on the floor before the couch and pulled her into a more reclined position so that her ass was almost hanging off the couch. In this new angle he could maneuver around her baby filled belly and get his lips onto her sex. The smell of her aroused pussy was overwhelming and he was heady with her scent. Ernie slid his hands up his daughter’s trim legs and across her soft thighs until his fingers came to the edge of her pussy lips. Light as a feather he began to tease her with gentle touches.
“Fuck dad, don’t torture me,” Jackie cried out, thrashing against his hands.
Spurred on by her words he slipped two fingers into her sopping cunt with ease. As soon as the second knuckles on his fingers disappeared within her he could feel the contraction begin. She was cumming on his fingers already! Jackie’s breath came in ragged gasps as she tried to thrash her hips and increase the friction she felt. Ernie could hear his daughter babbling and moaning throughout the orgasm but all he could focus on was the feel of her pussy gripping his fingers tightly. He could feel his cock begin to stir at the thought of fucking her clutching cunt.
“Daddy is gonna eat you baby, gonna eat your pregnant little pussy,” Ernie said in a throaty whisper. He had deduced that she must enjoy the dirty talk considering how she had talked to him before and sure enough his words caused her to squirm and moan above him. He pressed his mouth into the humid intersection of her thighs and his tongue took a swipe from the bottom of her pussy to the top, bouncing on the nub of her clitoris.
“Oh god,” Jackie cried out, pressing her pelvis up into her father’s face. “Oh god yes, lick me daddy,” she whispered.
Ernie dove in with abandon. His tongue pressed into her open sex, trying to delve as far as he could. He teased her clit by rubbing and pinning it between two fingers. His tongue flickered over her clit as fast and as gentle as a butterflies wings. Jackie moaned and groaned against his assault, her hands holding her thighs and butt cheeks apart. Ernie returned to fingering his daughter with two fingers. Rapidly he was plundering her pussy with his hand, her juices flowing freely now covering her legs, his face and the couch cushion. In his haste Ernie pulled his fingers out completely and on his way back in missed his target and slid one greased finger into her anus. Jackie cried out in surprise but when he tried to remove his finger she stopped his hand. In her aroused state, the slippery finger did not hurt, it just felt full in a different way. Never having experienced any anal play before she was intrigued by this new sensation.
Catching on, Ernie slid the finger in and out gently as he continued licking her pussy. Her breath was becoming more ragged accentuated by gasps as he continued to play with her asshole. Bearing down he concentrated on licking her clit and soon he could feel the tremors of her orgasm begin to overtake her. Jackie’s hips began to shake and then it exploded everywhere at once. Gushing waves of her release washed out of her pussy and covered Ernie’s hand as he felt her asshole convulse tightly around his finger. Her over sensitive body jerked whenever he moved his hand so Ernie pulled free from her and crawled onto the couch to hold her tightly in his arms.
After long moments of heavy breathing Jackie finally turned her face up to her father and kissed him deeply. She tasted herself on his tongue and lips and relished the thought that her mother might taste the same when Ernie kissed her good night. The absolute wrong of having sex with her stodgy mother’s husband was a delicious little thrill that sent tiny shock waves down through her pussy. The child parent battle that had raged for years through adolescence and early adulthood had never truly been resolved, simply set aside through the maturation process. Now, in the after glow of the best orgasm of recent memory, Jackie was suddenly driven to one up her mother.
“Daddy, I need you to fuck me,” Jackie said innocently. “I need you to put your hard cock in my pussy and show me what a woman is supposed to feel like. I need you to be the man my husband could never be.” Deep down Jackie understood her father’s true desire in fucking a pregnant woman was to possess that which belonged to someone else. The taboo thrill of doing something so dishonest was such that it overrode any rational thinking. Her father’s motivation to have sex with a pregnant woman was the same as her’s to have sex with her father, to claim something that belong to another. In her father’s case it was the son in law he never thought was good enough for his daughter. For Jackie it was the prudish mother who took her father’s attention for granted.
Jackie slipped from her father’s arms and knelt on the floor, pushing a pillow underneath her belly for support. Her legs were spread open and her sex was wide open, unable to repel any invader. Wetness glistened on her thighs and trailed down to her knees. The lips of her pussy were red, swollen and gaping, awaiting for the insertion that she knew would come. Ernie knelt behind her, his cock rising slowly at the sight before him.
“Oh daddy,” Jackie cooed, “fuck me with that big, hard cock. Fuck me deeper than Mark ever has.” Ernie growled with desire, his cock becoming stiffer at her words. Stroking himself a couple of times, he lined up his cock with her matted cunt and drove deep into his daughter in one plunge. “Ohhhhh!” Jackie cried, bracing herself on the carpet against his lunge. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jackie panted. His cock filling her nicely, rubbing inside her sheath places she had forgotten since the last time a man had possessed her.
“Am I better than mother?” Jackie asked between thrusts. Ernie toyed with the thought that his wife would catch them in the act. He could feel the anger and jealousy his wife would have and it spurred him on. “Tell me dad,” Jackie insisted, “is it better than mom’s?”
“Oh fuck yes baby,” Ernie answered, punctuating it with a long slow thrust while his thumb circled her asshole. “You are so much better than your mother ever was. Your body was made to be fucked and I can tell you just love it.”
“Oh yes, daddy, I do love it. I do love your long hard cock fucking me,” Jackie assured him, wiggling her ass back onto him when he paused in his rhythm. “Tell me I’m better than mommy, I want to hear it again. Tell me how much you love fucking me, daddy,” she pleaded.
“Oh baby, I love your pussy. I can’t believe I’m actually fucking my daughter. The one girl in the world I’m not allowed to fuck and here I am fucking her on my living room floor. I love fucking you baby and you are so much better than your mother ever dreamed of being.”
Jackie’s eyes rolled back in her head as her father’s words washed over her. In a distant world she could feel his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, the thrilling feeling was there, but muted. It was his words, his elevation of her sexuality, her body, her everything over her mother that made Jackie slip into ecstasy. Her possession of her father’s desire burned through her and suddenly it clamped down on his thrusting member and Ernie could feel the orgasm wrack her body as if she were a sail in a storm. Twitching spasms rocked her body as she came again and again on his rock hard cock that was embedded in her pussy.
“Oh god,” Jackie whispered at last. Her father was still now, amazed at the physical response she had undergone. “Are you ready dad?” she whispered at last. “Are you ready for me to give you what you need?” Ernie could only nod when she looked back at him over her shoulder. “Fuck me daddy,” she rasped sweetly. “Fuck me like the bad girl that I am. Fuck me hard, the way Mark has never been able to do.”
Ernie began stroking in her pussy again, his cock had softened some while she had recovered from her orgasm but it was rapidly hardening now at her words. ;
“Oh god, you are so deep daddy,” Jackie cried out. “It hurts when you go so deep,” she said but when Ernie tried to slow up she slammed her hips back and took him fully again. “Don’t worry daddy, I can take it. I like how it feels. You can hurt me a little, if it feels good to you.” Soon Ernie was riding her plump rump for all he was worth. Sweat poured from his brow as he tried to achieve a second orgasm within an hour of the first, a feat he had not done for a number of years. His cock was harder than he could ever remember it being and Jackie knew he was close.
“Daddy,” Jackie said in her sickly sweet voice, “next time you can get me pregnant.”
The very idea of making his daughter pregnant was more than he could handle. Ernie saw stars as the orgasm tore through his body and Jackie swore she felt his seed reach her womb. He gripped her fleshy ass for all he was worth just to keep upright for a long time before he simply slumped to the side and lay on the carpet breathing heavily through his mouth.
Jackie wanted nothing more than to fall asleep right where she was, in the middle of her parents living room with her father’s seed seeping out of her well used pussy. She knew better though so she got up and cleaned herself and then helped her father get his clothes back on. Once she poured him into his recliner with a beer she kissed him on the mouth.
“See you next week, daddy.”

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RUNAWAY Chapter 18 “Time Alone with Viktor”

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