(Harry Potter) – Ron Blackmailed to fuck
Ron/Hermione , Ron/Pansy
Ron/Hermione , Ron/Pansy
the following happened when I was a junior in college. I had moved into my fraternity house for the spring semester of the school year. Living with 40 others guys was going to be a big change. I had grown pretty close with my fraternity brothers and loved hanging out with them. I could handle the loud noise and dirtiness. One thing that took me some time to get used to was the communal showers.
Of the 4 halls in my fraternity house, the hall I lived on had the best looking guys on it. None of my friends knew I was bi. Nonetheless, I would occasionally check them out from time to time. It was all new to me to shower in front of other guys every morning. The shower room only had 4 shower heads in it, so in the mornings before class it was always backed up and being used. It took some time to get used to being around a bunch of guys with their dicks flopping around freely. But I adjusted and got in and got out of the shower every morning, maybe taking a bit of a glance at someone’s ass every now and then.
Being bi, it was a lot for me to handle..seeing these young, ripped and fit guys lather themselves up every single morning. Quite the turn on. Everyone once and while I would have to slip out of the shower because I felt myself getting a hard on.
Being around these guys all the time certainly gave me some fantasies. I never acted on them though. I was too afraid to at the time. All that changed when spring break rolled around. All of my fraternity brothers were heading to Cancun for spring break. I didn’t come from much money, and bills were hard enough, so I decided to stay in town for spring break. Two of the guys on my hall, James and Thomas, were in a similar boat financially, so they also stayed at the house for the week.
Thomas, James, and I knew it would be a little creepy being in a big fraternity house just the three of us for a whole week. But we were all good friends, so we had no problem hanging out with each other the whole time.
We all had our own rooms, and by the time we woke up on the first day, everyone else had already left for their early morning flight to Cancun. It was just me, Thomas, and James.
I slept in until about 11 and headed down the hall to go take a shower. I heard water running, so I assumed Thomas or James was in there showering. I walked into the big, open shower area and couldn’t see anything. The room was filled with so much steam. Finally I could see it was James showering. Not only was he showering, he was very intensely jacking off, letting out a little moan every few seconds. I guess he hadn’t heard me come in. I waited for about 30 seconds before finally letting him know I was in there.
James quickly turned the other way, knowing he was caught. “Ha, sorry man. My bad”, he said. It’s all good man, we all do it”, I replied, trying not to make a big deal out of what I had just saw. I stripped off my towel and began showering, again not trying to make a big deal of the fact I just walked in on James beating his meat. A few seconds later James grabbed his towel and headed out of the shower. I guess he was a little embarrassed by what had just happened.
A few minutes later I was out of the shower and changed back in my room. I went ad woke up Thomas, who was still asleep. Thomas was the go-to weed guy. That guy who would always smoke you out anytime of the day. I told him that me, him, and James needed to relax and smoke. He of course agreed.
I got James and the three of us were sitting in Thomas’ room rolling a fat blunt. We were all pretty ripped not long after, just sitting there listening to some music. All of the sudden, James just blurted it out: “Alright man, you saw me wacking it in the shower this morning. Its not a big deal.” I laughed a little bit, and responded by telling him I didn’t care and I had beat it plenty of times in the shower before.
“I mean, its just Rebecca dumped me last night and I just really needed to bust a nut”, James said.
“Well shit man, I’m sorry I interrupted you. You probably got terrible blue balls”, I said back.
James gave a bit of a nod. I knew that face, he definitely had blue balls and needed to blow his load.
It was almost like clockwork. Thomas stood up and said, “I have just the perfect cure for us then”. He walked over to his desk and pulled out a porno DVD. He then walked over to his TV and put it in. James and I kind of looked at each other, both thinking it was a little weird, but going along with it.
“I jack off to this all the time. This is the best porno out there right now”, Thomas said.
It wasn’t long into the video that Thomas took the lead and unbuttoned his jeans. He began rubbing his boxers. James and I could see his cock growing hard. Finally Thomas stood up and dropped his boxers to his ankles, exposing his well-groomed pubic area and raging hard cock. He began to slowly pump up and down on it.
James and I looked at each other. We both gave each other a look and kind of smiled, as we were both about to do the same. We simultaneously got up, took off our shirts, undid our jeans, and dropped our underwear to the ground.
James and I were both standing there with raging hard ons. His dick was bigger than mine, about 7 inches hard with a little curve to the left. It was gorgeous.
Before long the three of us were sitting on the couch caressing our hard dicks. I couldn’t believe it, I was engaging in my first circle jerk. I was loving every minute of it.
I glanced over at Thomas to see him rubbing a finger up his ass. This really turned me on. I could see him glancing back at me.
Thomas and I looked over at James, tilting his head back. he looked so beautiful with his muscular arms, tanned body and six pack there playing with his cock.
Finally I said to them, “Alright, is anyone watching this porno anymore. Because it seems like we’re just watching each other”
James and Thomas both laughed.
“So what do we do now, then?”, James asked.
Without any hesitation, Thomas walked over to where James and I were sitting next to each other. Thomas got down on his knees and began jerking me and James off simultaneously. Both of us were shocked by this. We both never thought this would go past just jerking off together, but it felt so good that neither of us objected.
Thomas then grabbed James’ dick and began sucking it, still jerking me off too. With this, I leaned over and began kissing James. At this point, my dick was raging hard. I had never been this hard. I was hooking up with 2 of the hottest guys I know.
James stuck his tongue in my mouth then pulled back. He lowered his head down to my lap and took all of my 6 inch dick deep down his throat, with Thomas still sucking him off. His warm lips felt amazing around my cock. He slowly worked my shaft, licking my balls and making me beg for more. I grabbed his head, pushing him deeper onto my dick.
“I think its Thomas’ turn to get his dick sucked”, I joked.
James and I both got up and let Thomas sit down on the couch. We both got down on our knees and shared his sleek 8 inch dick. James worked his dick while I licked his balls and ass. I was having the time of my life. I felt James’ hand reach over and start jacking me off. I returned the favor.
“Oh fuck, Im gonna fucking cum”, Thomas yelled out. A few seconds later Thomas began breathing heavily and shot a huge, warm load all over James’ and my face. Thomas was in pure ecstasy, with his toes clinched and head tilted back. James and I kissed, swapping Thomas’ cum back and forth before both swallowing it.
We all paused for a minute. “I want someone to fuck me”, Thomas said.
With no hesitation I pushed him further on his back, exposing his cute asshole. I rubbed my dick against his ass and began pushing my way in. It was so tight. Thomas winced in pain, but soon began to enjoy his ass getting pounded. At the same time James got up and shoved his dick in Thomas’ mouth.
I was beginning to pump harder and harder into Thomas’ ass. It was the tightest thing I had ever fucked before. James was standing on the couch with Thomas sucking his rock hard cock, gripping his hair and forcing Thomas to take even more of him.
I could feel my dick tightening up. I knew I was about to blow my load. James began breathing faster, he was about to cum too. I yelled out a moan and forced my dick the farthest in Thomas’ ass I could and shot my load. I looked up and saw James’ hand having Thomas’ head forced all the way over his cock as he shot his load down Thomas’ throat.
James and I had both just had amazing orgasms. Thomas looked worn out, but loved every minute of the fun.
Our breathing finally came to a regular pace again as we all sat there with our dicks still hard and ready to go.
“Damn I’m glad we decided to stay here for spring break”, I said. James and Thomas just glanced at me and smiled.
And this was only day 1 of our spring break at home together…
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The blood is pounding in my ears so loudly that I can barely hear what she is saying to me. I look up from the ground and I stare into her eyes. Those eyes. They’re boring into me like a pair of blue blow-torch flames, burning straight through me and out the other side, any steely countenance I put up melting under that beautiful, endless stare. Those eyes. She could melt the stars with those eyes, if she wanted, the black lashes fluttering gracefully, fanning the heat of her stare. The face that these seductive sapphires stare from is soft and round, and has not inherited any of the sternness of her mother’s, nor had she inherited her mother’s fervent unmerited snobbishness. My own guileless mud-brown eyes drift across her, seeing, observing, and approving of every nuance. Raven-dark hair cascades down around that perfect face in a waterfall of shimmering midnight, darker than the sky behind us. It collects at her neck, like sultry silk, riveting blackness that accentuates the wholesome perfection that is my halcyon girl. Her nose is petite, and pointed, slightly turned up, with tiny nostrils that flare like a bull’s when she is being stubborn. Her lips are full, and red, with the color and the texture of the petals on a long stem-rose. High cheeks, red from embarrassment, turn her face from a solemn frown into an enchanting, mesmerizing smile. Her smile is perfect, a timid thing that captures me in its simplicity. Her skin is pale like white light, which seems to glow softly against the pitch blackness of the moonless sky. As she turns her head away, the radiant sight of her face is obscured by her raven-dark hair. Her short, slender frame shivers in a sudden breeze that drifts across the summer night, and she pulls herself close to me in an embrace, holding me tightly. She is clothed in a long, red shirt that clings tightly to her body, and the fabric is a soft, soft material. Soft, yes, but not as soft as the feeling of her small, fragile hands on mine. She is so close to me, closer than I can stand after all the years I’ve spent pulling away from her. I can smell the perfume in her hair, a faint but unmistakable scent of pale roses shriveling in a chilled summer’s night. She’s staring up at me again, and my heart judders in my chest like a run-down car on an old dirt road when I force myself to meet her gaze. She looks at me, the stare of some beautiful, exotic predator. Her eyes, holding me in place, paralyze me with their hypnotic charm. She pushes herself up onto the tips of her toes, the old floor-boards of the porch creaking and the cold of the wind chilling my ears. Her kiss is silent, a swift interminable moment, embedding its brief life into the bedrock of my memories. Her lips are soft bliss on mine, and the brush of her raven-dark hair against my neck is exaltation made manifest.
I kiss back, my clumsy arms wrapping themselves around her lithe, agile body, holding her close to me. Her heartbeat against mine is the only sound in the night, and the heat from her body the only warmth in that breeze. The moon causes her skin to glow a strong, pale color, and the dead tree in her front lawn gives no shelter. The crickets chirping in the background give no relief from the torment of her heartbeats. Only, there is shadow under the red roof of her house. She tugs on the lapel of my white-shirt, leading me through the front door into her house. We come in under the shadow of her red roof.
Her hands are a soothing balm on the dry stubble of my cheeks, and I am only dimly, dimly aware of my own hands roaming her body. They explore and grab and squeeze her tender areas. My inelegant fingers caress the gentle swell of her perfectly proportioned breasts, and an instant later they dig their nails into the meaty, rounded expanse of her ass. I see nothing through my closed eyelids, and navigate by the sense of touch alone. Her hands are an invisible blur on my body, unbuttoning the fastness of my shirt in smooth, excited motions. I feel her tongue gently slip into my mouth, and I reciprocate her action. Our taste buds meet and greet, twirling and spinning around each other like fire-dancers, performing a intricate ballet in the confines of our mouths. My left hand moves and grabs her breast, the still developing mammary firm and supple beneath my yearning grasp. She moans into my mouth in what I take to be pleasure. She has just unbuttoned the last button of my shirt, and our lips part for the first time since they locked so that she can remove my shirt. I open my eyes. She is staring up at me. Her blue eyes are liquid, blue, fiery. There is a perfect moment where I understand that this is what she wants. That this isn’t just animalistic lust (but, oh, I do see the lust there, as surely as I can see my shadow in the morning striding behind me, or my shadow in the evening rising to meet me), but true, true passion. Maybe the one, last, true thing in the whole world. My undershirt, also white, covers the heaving muscles of my chest. She grabs a handful of the white cloth in each hand and, pressing her eyes shut and her lips to mine once more, tears the shirt in twain, leaving two twisted ruins of fabric hanging from my torso like a vest. I take a brief look around, and realize we’ve stumbled into her living room. The stairs behind her lead to her room. I grab the bottom hem of her red shirt, and begin to tug and pull on it, lifting it up over her head. We briefly part lips again so that she can slip her arms out. Then we are back into it. Beneath the red shirt she is wearing a pale blue chemise and a white bra. Her heaving breasts call out to the basest instinct of my soul, calling me to love, to breed, to desire. I grab her short frame and hoist her up into my arms. We are still kissing, and she wraps her blue-jeaned legs around me as I carry her upstairs. Somewhere, in the back of my mind where I’ve shoved the entirety of my higher-reasoning, I dimly recall fantasies of carrying her up the stairs just like this. Only, in my fantasies, she would be wearing a white dress, and as it dawns on me that that fantasy will never come to pass in its fullness, I am faintly saddened. We cross the threshold into her room, and I lower her, gently, oh so gently, onto the soft springs of her bed, which is the only furniture left in her room. She stares up at me, hungrily, and she is more primal than ever as we lock eyes. From her seat on the bed, her pale hands eagerly begin tearing at the belt around my waist, hunting for the prize beneath. I whisper sweet nothings in her ear, telling her how beautiful she is, how I’ll always love her. She smiles as the syllables pour from my mouth. Every word is horribly, sadly true. I stroke her black hair softly as she pulls my jeans down around my knees.
From the slit in my boxers, the significant bulge of my member springs outwards, like a pulsing, purple-headed tower. She rips my boxers down around my knees in a swift motion, my staff bobbing in the fierce motion. Her eyes are predatory as they look at it, and she wraps her hands around it and begins to pump in slow, methodic motions. I know she is a virgin. But she’s thought this through. She knows what she is doing. Her hands move in such a way as to elicit the most pleasure with the littlest of effort. One hand still stroking me, the other swings up, caressing the muscles of my chest, working its way down, until it is cupping the swollen, sweating sack between my legs. Oh, dear lord. My heart is hammering so loudly I think it might break out of my chest. I can barely keep my eyes open to focus on this ravenous, perfect, teenaged vixen. And then there is an explosion of pleasure. She’s taken me into her mouth. She sucks and works her hands and wraps her tongue in ways that men only dream of. It is euphoric. Her tongue is a whirling dervish and a sensual symphony of pleasure, working the knob of my shaft. I close my eyes, throw my head back, and moan. It is a primitive sound, more likely to be heard from a jungle ape than a human being. I know she’s still looking up at me.
As much as it pained me to do, I removed myself from her lovely mouth. She’s too much woman for me. But, after what she had just given me, I was duty bound to try and please her. Her clothes are gone in a flash, and she is left standing before me, free and nude. Her skin is even paler than I had imagined, and her mound is hairless. Her breasts are perfect B-cup handfuls that fit into my mouth perfectly as we fall into bed together. My hands move up and down her body, first cupping her ass cheeks and then grabbing her breasts. Finally, my fingers tease their way into the hot, dripping wet confines of her love-hole, and the moans I elicit from her when I enter would be enough to send me over the edge with even the slightest further stimulation of my erection. We roll around in the bed, playing with each other in a twisted game of cat-and-mouse where we switch positions every second. She bites down on my shoulder, and there is a slight welling of blood. The pain only stimulates me further. It is the greatest, most pure pain I’ve ever felt.
It is at that second that I grab her, pulling her close to me, and spin her around so that she is positioned directly over me. The bare, dripping mound of her pussy is hovering directly over my quivering staff. She looks down at me from above. The fingers of our held hands intertwine. Her blue eyes are enormous sapphires. I do not know what I look like from her position. She nods at me. I whisper her name.
She impales herself onto my hard-on in a single, swift motion, burying my member into her pulsating hole, all the way to the hilt. She howls in pain and pleasure, throwing her head back like some feral beast, her black hair flashing around her head like a black corona, or a lion’s mane. Her breathing quickens even more, to the point where her heaving inhalations and exasperated exhalations are almost simultaneous, her breasts heaving up and downward rhythmically, hypnotically. When she looks back at me, there are tears in her eyes, both of joy and of pain. She whispers her love to me. I want to cry. The warmth of her hole around my shaft is impossible to bear. She is so tight, too tight. The muscles of her glorious pussy pulse and squeeze my over-stimulated phallus. She grinds downwards on me once, and I can feel my head hit the back of her cervix. She winces again in pain. I stroke her hair. Somewhere in my head I can feel the irresponsibility of this action. We, two teenagers, having our first sexual encounter, completely unprotected. It’s horrible. It’s dangerous. It’s beautiful and perfect. Her body is so honed and perfect, with goddess-like curves in all the right places. She is so perfect in this moment as to make Aphrodite herself weep. She has a body like a battle-axe. The insanity of the situation sets into me, and it’s like I’m making love to a Viking woman as the ship burns around us. The stupidity of the action makes it all the more erotic for me.
She rocks her hips back and forth against my member, and soon I begin to pick up the beat as well, so that we are both engaging in the most powerful, mind-shattering loving either of us would ever experience again. Her left hands pulls away from my fingers, and she runs it through her hair. She is my primal goddess, my halcyon girl, my animal princess. She drags her fingernails across my chest, leaving bloody, parallel grooves across the right pectoral, all the way down to my abs. We rock in concert for what felt like an eternity, our movements in time so perfectly that we make love with Swiss watch efficiency, even the smallest shiver eliciting untold satisfaction from the other.
After twenty minutes, which was an all-too-quick eternity, I feel the churning of my balls as they prepare to spew forth my seed. I resist. I close my eyes and back down on my tongue and resist resist resist the feeling welling up in my loins. I open my eyes, and her hands are grabbing my shoulders. With animal strength, she grabs me and rolls me so that I am on top of her looking down. I continue to pound into her, the new position giving me the leverage to strike home every single thrust with the strength and passion of a wild mustang. She digs her claws into my back, and the pleasure-pain is indescribable. Suddenly, she screams, loud, long, and what starts out as my name degenerates into a wordless, toneless howl. Her legs clamp around my back, and she pulls herself into me as hard as she possibly can as her vaginal muscles contract and pulsate along my shaft as her orgasm overtakes her. Her eyes, bluer than any other thing on the planet, look up at me with desire and shock and love. Her mouth moves in an uncoordinated gasping motion. Her whole body bucks beneath me. Her tightening muscles finally send me over the edge, and I unload, pumping stream after stream of long, gooey, pearly-white seed into her belly. My entire body shakes as I am seized by the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever (or will ever) experience. I collapse onto her, embracing her body yet again. Five minutes later her shaking, moaning, howling orgasm is over, and she looks up at me with nothing but love in her eyes. She strokes her fingers through my hair.
“Jenelle…” I whisper, and we both begin to cry as we realize we will never see each other again after tonight.
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Xera chases a thief with nimble fingers while Chaun’s past threatnes to ruin the quest.
This is my first ever story. Thus, I am no professional at this. However I intend to write a hot story as good as the best. Unlike the majority of stories on here however, this one is actually true and happened to me when I was 19 years old in the 1990’s – enjoy
My name is Arthur and my best mate back then was Mike. We met in the early years of high school and became best friends. Often we would have sleep overs at each others houses. Our friendship continued after leaving school at 16, and we got a job working in a factory together.
Every friday from age 18 we would ‘clock off’ from the factory and get ready to hit the towns nightlife. Payday was like Christmas every week for us young men still living with our parents.(In the UK back then you had to be 18 to go to night clubs and bars). Neither of us were tied down in a relationship, so we would prowl for pussy in the nightclubs, seeking the young ladies that prowled for cock. Like human fishing really, both genders just going out to ‘get laid’. (But deep down, to really find a partner to settle down with, which is just what Mike did when he was 20)
On one such Friday, when I was 19, I turned up as usual at Mike’s house early evening time. His mum (or ‘mom’ for the people in the US) answered the door and said her usual “Hi Arthur. Come in, Mike’s in his room. How’s your mum?”
Now, let me describe Mike’s mum. Her name is Elizabeth, but she’s known as Liz. Liz is a bespectacled(wears glasses) 43 years old lady who worked full time as a cleaner, she had been divorced from Mikes dad for some years. She was a little on the plump side regarding her tits, ass and thighs. Her tits I guessed to be around an E cup. Her big round ass looked divine when she wore her tight jeans or leggings. As I would later discover in this story – She had a little bit of sagging in her breasts but not much really, not what you wouldn’t expect from the average lady of her age – In fact I’d say she was in better shape than most her age. She was around 5″7 with mousey brown hair that was going grey, she always had her hair up in a ponytail.
She never wore make-up and always dressed in plain unflattering clothes that did not show her figure except for the tight jeans and legging she wore. Her eyes were beautiful and wide, her face was pretty although she did have a few light wrinkles around her mouth. She also had big teeth that tended to overlap her bottom lip when she closed her mouth. People used to joke and call her fredrica mercury because of her big teeth. On this particular day she wore leggings but she also wore a thick woolly jumper(or sweater as its more commonly known as to US readers) that was long and covered her ass, much to my disappointment. It was winter after all. Under her Jumper she had on a white polo shirt with the collars of the polo shirt folded over the neck of her jumper.
Apart from the occasional view of her ass, I never thought of her in a sexual way whatsoever. She was more like a mother figure, she treated me like I was Mikes brother, cooked for me and let me sleep over most every weekend.
Later that evening me and Mike were in one of the busiest bars in town chatting away, when he suddenly said, “Hey. I know someone who fancies you,” as he winked at me.
“Who?” I abruptly replied.
“Ahh, not telling.” He annoyingly spoke with a cheesy grin.
Mike was my best mate, but he was a damn prick sometimes. Later, after the consumption of a behaviour altering amount of alcohol, Mike said, “My mum said she fancies you, even your ginger hair(laughs), she said her heart thumps whenever you come round to our house.”
“Jeeesus Mike!” I quipped. “You’re fucking kidding me”
“Nope. We had a heart to heart discussion last night, she never usually discusses anything like that with me. To be honest mate, I thought she only told me because she secretly wants me to tell you, you know how shy and proper my mum is. She would never tell you how she truly felt”
“Cool, am gonna fuck her brains out tonight.” I said jokingly.
“Fuck off Arthur, don’t even joke about shit like that.”
“Relax man, I’m kidding, I wouldn’t dare, I have never thought of your mum in that way,” I reassured.
The night turned out to be uneventful yet again, in terms of trying to get laid out on the town. We got back to Mikes house sometime after 12pm and sat on his sofa with a coffee and a cigarette, chilling out before he headed to his room and me to the spare room.
Mike whispered “Hey, not a word to my mum about what I told you”.
“No worries dude,” I said, “I’m still shocked as hell about it.”
Mike spotted a video cassette next to the VCR with the words ‘Liz’s tape. DO NOT TOUCH!’ written on it.
“I bet that’s a porno,” I joked.
There’s no way a plain lady like Liz who shows very little interest in sex or men, and was so sweet and mild mannered would ever own such a thing. Surely not.
“Let’s put it on,” I said.
“Fuck me Arthur you do say some dumbass things, the tape says ‘do not touch’ on it, of course I’m gonna fucking put it on,” Said Mike.
What we saw shocked me, it was a porno. It shocked me because it belonged to Mikes mum, the last person I would think would own it. On the screen was a young man in his 20s with a hot mature big tit milf. The guy was tit fucking her as she held her melons together, he then grabbed her hair and started fucking her mouth vigorously. The guy then took his cock out of her mouth, pulled the sexy milfs hair back and spat in her face and mouth before continuing with the face fucking.
At that point we heard creaking on the stairs, we panicked and Mike immediately ejected the cassette and threw it under the sofa. It was Liz coming down the stairs. She just wanted to go to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea before retiring back to her room.
“Night,night mum,” Mike shouted from the lounge, as Liz was making her way back upstairs.
“Night night Michael. Night night Arthur, you’re very welcome to stay over tonight love,” she shouted.
“ Thanks Mrs C,” I shouted back.
“I’m getting off to bed now mate, promise not a word to anyone about the video”, said Mike.
“Don’t worry dude, it’s just between us” I reassured.
“Night mate” said Mike before darting upstairs to his room.
Before retiring to the spare room I needed to use the bathroom to relieve a bladder full of beer and coffee, after sipping the rest of my sobering coffee for a few minutes I headed upstairs to the bathroom.
I opened the bathroom door and there she was. Mikes mum was sat on the toilet with her leggings along with a sexy pair of pink satin knickers around her ankles (or Panties as they say in the US – In fact, from here on in I will refer to them as panties, as I prefer the term). We both froze, it was only a few seconds, but it seemed so much longer.
Then she said, “oh, Arth….”
“Shit! I’m sorry Liz,” I abruptly interrupted.
I closed the door and shot to the spare room with complete embarrassment and also arousal at the sight of her thighs and those sexy pink satin panties. It puzzled me why she would wear those panties though. I mean, they looked so sexy and she usually dressed so plain and conservative, they seemed so uncharacteristic of her. But then again, that porno….
Liz had surprised me like hell that night. Nobody who knew her would ever think Liz was sexually active or harboured such desires so strongly. I thought to myself, “who are the sexy panties for? I mean, what’s the point in Liz wearing them if no-one is going to see her in them? I guess it’s just for her own satisfaction”.
A few minutes later I heard her coming out of the bathroom and returning to her room, I then went to the bathroom to relieve myself. After I did my business, I spotted something in the washing basket (or hamper to our American readers) as I was washing my hands. It was those sexy pink satin panties that she had on. “Why would she remove them in here and put them to the basket, without changing any of her other clothes” I thought. But I was too aroused to care. I just wanted to grab the panties and wank myself off. Liz got me feeling so fucking horny, the fact that I knew she fancied me, the porno that made me realize how sexually driven she was and that she probably wanted to fuck me and the thought of seeing her big round juicy ass in these panties.
I snatched them from the top of the basket and put them in my face, rubbing them over my nose and mouth, tasting and inhaling her scent, the crotch was a little stained from pussy juice and felt moist. I took out my cock and went to lock the door.
‘Oh fuck, not now, please’, I thought, as I saw the lock to the bathroom door was broken. So then I took a chance and took the panties to the spare room with me. Thinking I will only have them for a few minutes and will return them. I thought there’s no way Liz would notice, she wouldn’t return to the bathroom after being in there just a few minutes ago.
In the spare room I stripped naked in what seemed to me to be about 2 seconds flat, and dove into bed. With one hand I held the panty crotch over my nose and mouth and with the other began pumping away on my raging hard-on. Liz had got me so fucking hot. Up until just earlier that day I had never thought of Liz as a mother I would like to fuck. But now that was all that was on my mind. I began fantasizing about fucking her doggy style with these sexy panties over her big juicy round ass and coming all over them. I thought about that hot scene from her porno, fantasizing that I was face-fucking her like that couple in the scene and I would cum all in her face and mouth. And I fantasized that she spread her buttocks and lowered that Plump shapely ass over my face while she scraped her big teeth and lips over my cock.
Wow. This was sending me over the edge. In my mind I was in another dimension, but in reality I was in my best friends house, with his mum’s pussy stained sexy panties in my face with my eyes closed, wanking myself off over fantasies of her.
Suddenly: “Having fun,” said a female voice from in the room.
It slapped me out of my fantasy world and brought me crashing to reality like a plane nose diving into the ocean. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, I looked over to see Liz with a big toothy grin on her face. She was wearing what she had on all day: Leggings, polo shirt and jumper. Except, minus her panties. You know, the ones that were covering the bottom half of my face. For a few seconds I was frozen, then it suddenly dawned on me. Liz set the whole thing up, it all made sense. Mike was correct, she did confess her feelings about me to him because she did want me to know about it. The porno, she left it there intentionally knowing damn well that the words ‘do not touch’ will encourage me to watch it. She wanted me to know that she was into it and hoped watching it would get me feeling horny. The panties, it was me she bought them for. She left them on the washing basket like bait hoping I would bite, knowing I will be using the bathroom in the night. She intentionally broke the lock on the bathroom door so she could catch me in the act if I decided to wank with her panties in the bathroom. Liz had been to the bathroom to see if I took the bait. She saw her panties were missing from the washing basket. Thus, she’s here now. Her elaborate trap worked, I was so fucking hot for Liz, I wanted nothing more than to engage in an intense fuck session with her.
“Ooh, let’s see what we have under here,” she said as she came over to the bed, and in one swift motion peeled back the cover to see my naked body, and my hand around my cock. I jumped out of bed and covered my massive erection with a pillow.
“Don’t be shy Arthur,” said Liz as she walked over to me and planted her lips on mine, taking the pillow away.
After a few seconds of lip locking, I broke off the kiss and said, “No Liz this is wrong.”
“No Arthur, it’s right, it’s so right,” whispered Liz. Again we locked lips this time she started stroking my cock and swirling her tongue in my mouth.
“Wait,” I said breaking the kiss again. “You’re my best mates mum, and you’re not that type Liz, you’re a nice lady.”
“I have needs just like any other woman you know,” she said. “I’ve wanted this for so long. You make me feel so hot Arthur.” Our noses were almost touching as she began again to stroke my cock and speak to me. “Do you know how much it breaks my heart knowing you are sleeping around with them young tarts you pick up in the night clubs? My heart aches with jealousy, I wish I was one of them. Why waste your time and money going out with those stupid bimbo’s when you can have me here, anytime you want. I’m all yours Arthur.”
Our lips locked again as we tongued each others mouths and she stroked my cock. I put my hands down the back of her leggings and squeezed those chubby buttocks, this caused Liz let out a groan in my mouth. I then moved my hand down the front of her leggings and started fingering her sopping wet pussy, causing her to start breathing heavily. We broke the kiss again. As we were masturbating each other our eyes were locked on to each others, with our faces just inches apart. Liz then whispered, “I know you’ve been bringing girls back here and fucking them on the bed in this very room. I have been listening to you fuck them senseless with my ear against my bedroom wall and my dildo in my pussy. Wishing it was me in here with you, and you were treating me like you treat them. Do you want me Arthur?”
“Yes Liz. More than anything.”
Liz, quickened her pace of wanking my cock. “Tell me how much you want me. Tell me what you’re going to do to me.”
I smiled and said, “you set this all up didn’t you Liz? To make me want you. Well it’s worked big time. Telling Mike you fancied me, leaving the video tape next to the VCR, these sexy pink panties, the broken lock on the bathroom door.”
“Clever boy,” she said with a sly grin.
“Now I want you more than I’ve ever wanted any woman in my life Liz. I’m going to fuck you like crazy, I’m going to treat you like that woman in the porno. Kneel down and suck my cock. Now Liz.”
And thats just what she did. She looked up at me as she took the tip of my cock in her mouth. I felt her top teeth scraping above and her tongue massaging below. It was heaven, it was by incredible will power that I managed to keep from cumming in her mouth there and then. Then she went deeper and sucked harder. She grabbed my hand and put it on her ponytail, I took this as an indication that she wanted me to fuck her mouth. With a tight grip on her ponytail I held her head still and began fucking her mouth. After a few minutes with my cock and her face full of her saliva I was ready to cum. I needed a pause and a change of tactic to try and last longer without cumming.
“Take your leggings off and go get your dildo. I want you to fuck yourself as I tittyfuck you,” I demanded. The naturally submissive milf did just that.
Within seconds she was squatting in front of me naked from the waist down and with her jumper and polo shirt raised up over her magnificent big tits. She had on a pink bra that matched her panties, her tits were already exposed and out of their bra cups. Her nipples were brown, big and pointy.
“wait, I want you to suck your tits for me,” I commanded.
Looking up at me without hesitation the lusty milf did just that, biting them, sucking them and making her nipples even more pointy. I watched her blissfully for a moment as I wanked my cock. I couldn’t resist, I bent down and groped her melons, I sucked on those huge nipples and had Liz groaning. I put a nipple to her mouth then kissed her with her tit between our lips. Then I held her tits together and started slowly fucking them. She inserted her dildo into her pussy. She was soaking wet, as the dildo was going in and out, her pussy made an audible squelching sound. Liz bent her neck to face down and took the end of my cock in her mouth as it passed through the top of her cleaverage. After a few minutes of this when I gained momentum of speed, her glasses fell off onto the floor. I then slowed down my pace and spat a long glob of saliva into her cleavage and onto my cock.
“Yes please,” Said Liz, as she turned to look up at me and opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She was dildoing herself ferociously with pussy juice splashing out of her pussy and a loud squelching sound.
“Wow, you really are kinky aren’t you?” I said. “OK here comes”. I spat on her face and the first glob landed on her right cheek, the second one landed directly onto her tongue, and the third one landed on the tip of her nose then poured down into her mouth. As the third glob of spit landed Liz had an intense orgasm rip through her.
“Aaaaaawww. YES. FUCK! – Aaaaaghh, oh my god Arthur. I’m cumming.” She screamed, and cum squirted all over her dildo and on the floor. She was loud and I knew that Mike would have been able to hear it. The sight of Mikes mum having that orgasm in front of me pushed me over the edge
“Open your fucking mouth,” I demanded. I fucked her mouth for just a few thrusts when I shot rope after rope of cum down her throat.
She kept the tip of my cock in her mouth and looked up at me as she swallowed my whole load.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to speak to you like that Liz,” I said with shame.
“I love it when you talk to me that way, I’m all yours bab,y” Said Liz. “I’m just going to get cleaned up. Be right back darling…”
I went to lay in bed shivering from sexual excitement. A few minutes later Liz came back in the room, this time with her hair down and wearing a bath robe.
“Up you get,” she said. I stepped out of bed and Liz walked over to the end of the bed and took off her robe. Liz was wearing nothing but those sexy pink satin panties. She turned around, bent over, arched her back, while looking back at me she moved the crotch of the panties over to one side with one hand and slapped one of her meaty buttocks with her other hand. Wow, what an invite.
My cock was ready for action again. I got behind her, instead of penetrating her, I decided to tease and put my cock inside the panties and along the crack of her ass. “ooh that’s lovely,” said Liz as she rubbed her clit.
I did this for a few minutes, then couldn’t resist any longer. I stuck my cock right into her pussy and slapped her ass. “You fucking dirty milf slut” I said uncontrollably. I began pounding her hard and fast, her panties were so sexy over her chubby ass. Her tits bouncing like hell until I grabbed them from behind and pulled on her nipples hard.
“Ow!” screamed Liz.
“You fucking love it don’t you? “ I said.
“Yes.” Liz agreed. “Do it again.”
I got close so cumming. I pulled out and said “I want you to ride me now Liz.”
I lay down on the bed and Liz climbed on me and lowered her sopping wet pussy over my cock and began to ride me ever so slowly. We kissed passionately, breathed heavily into each others faces and talked dirty to each other. After some momentum of speed and with our lips clamped together Liz had her second orgasm of the night. My orgasm began to build up also as our lips were locked when this sexy milf rode me.
I broke the kiss and said. “Fucking hell Liz this is the best fuck ever, I’m so sorry I’m not going to last much longer, I’m going to cum.”
Liz then climbed off me and immediately got on her knees on the floor and said “my mouth please.”
I went over and shot directly into her mouth, then I aimed for her face and hair. I wanted to cover this big toothed milfs face as much as i could with my cum.
“Wow!” I sighed.
“I’m not done yet” grinned Liz as she lay back on the bed. “Sit on my face” she said. “I want to lick your ass, it’s a fetish of mine. Please Arthur”.
So I spread my ass cheeks and lowered myself over Liz’s face. My cock was facing her huge mounds. “Fuck my face with your ass” she said. I enthusiastically obliged. She was dildoing her pussy hard and fast and moaned into my ass as her tongue was working my puckered hole. I began grinding my ass over her face hard and wanking my cock, and from this Liz reached her third orgasm of the night. This got me so hot I came too all over her tits.
That was the last of our workout for the night. After Liz cleaned the cum off her, we kissed and cuddled for the rest of the night.
To be continued…….
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