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I am looking in the mirror, now, as I was this morning. My shave is keen, my face moisturized, my hair immaculate. Green eyes are what she likes, so my colored contacts are in.

I'm not a bad looking guy, even without all this primping. Hell, I never have problems meeting women, or convincing them to come home with me. People that say you need to be funny or a great dancer are full of shit. You have to look at them right, nod your head at the right parts of the conversation, and smile winningly, and they'll melt for you. Panties in my pocket, with at least a 75% success rate.

Why, then, am I unable to get Connie to look my way?

Jesse's my best friend from way back. We went to elementary school and high school together, and even stayed in touch through college when he moved away to Chicago. He was highly cool, but more of a brain with the books than the ladies, you know? He helped me out with getting motivated enough to pass high school instead of dropping out, and I tried to help him come out of his shell a little bit.

He got back in town last month-- a new job, and he's moved into my house here, and he seems to be staying. Which is great; we hang out and go to the clubs and talk about old times and play computer games. And shoot baskets, though he kinda could use some work. I'm giving him pointers.

But lately things aren't going so well between us. He's the same as ever, but I picked a fight with him yesterday for no reason.

Well, no *good* reason. The reason is not his suck-ass jump-shots and lay-ups, the reason is his girlfriend.

I didn't even like her when I first met her. I'm for the athletic look, or barring that someone who at least has a nice big pair of hoots. Connie isn't like that, not at all; she is at most a B-cup, and what my dad used to call "pleasantly plump". I wouldn't call her fat, though. Certainly not anymore.

She's perfect.

I don't know why my opinion of her changed; she went from "huh, nothing special" to "must have this woman!" in a matter of hours for me. One day Jesse and her were heading off to a movie or something, and I was bitching inwardly because he was so pussy-whipped he was cancelling our fantasy hockey tournament. The next day, as she left his room, headed for the front door, she had the sexiest look in her eyes I think I have ever seen, and I spent the next several minutes jerking it into the toilet while I thought about her perfume. That doesn't compare to the "self-abuse" I engaged in when I found an actual blouse she'd left on Jesse's floor. But I digress.

It kills me to know he's having her only sixty feet away from me. In my own house! I listened outside his door to her little moans and cries and spurted come all over the floor. And this isn't tile or hard wood (no pun intended), this is luxury Berber carpeting. I cleaned it up as best I could, but I hope he doesn't notice the stain. And they were too engrossed in each other to hear my grunts.

The bastard. The lucky lucky bastard.

Yesterday I did something I feel very guilty about. I made a pass at my best friend's girlfriend. I couldn't help it-- I was weak, and he was out buying lunch for them both. She sat in front of the television in a gorgeous tee shirt and sweatpants combination, watching some Discovery channel bullshit, and I just couldn't stop looking at her. She noticed, eventually, and smiled at me and wondered what was wrong. I replied that I just liked looking at art and other objects of beauty. She blushed a bit, and gave me a hint of a smile, and thanked me.

I think I almost had her then. We started talking about how her and Jesse had met, and how she liked him. But things went all wrong when I "accidentally" let slip some rather embarrassing information about Jesse's past. She giggled at some, and seemed interested in me. Or at least in what I was saying. I told her that he'd only had like three girlfriends before her, serious girlfriends anyway, and how he said he'd had sex with two of them but that I thought he might be lying, and that it was only one. Or perhaps none. Sure he was a nice guy-- that's why I was friends with him. I just hoped she was getting the loving she deserved out of the relationship, since he was kind of... inexperienced.

That didn't go over so well, and she looked displeased-- which broke my heart. As she excused herself to go send an email in Jesse's room, I mentally punched myself in the face for insulting her in some way. And for dissing my best friend in front of his girlfriend, too, but I'd be lying if I said that the latter was more important to me.

I peered under the door at her and saw that she wasn't, in fact, lying on the bed waiting for me to take some kind of hint she'd laid for me, but was booting the PC like she'd said she was. Damn damn damn.

I didn't know if I could stand it much longer. I needed to have her, needed to have her love me.

Why didn't she? Why Jesse? Why him and not me?

So now, as I put on a nice-looking polo shirt and a pair of Dockers, and my favorite club shoes, and a cologne I think she'll like, I'm wondering if he'll be gone all day like he said he would. Trust Jesse to do a diligent job at work, though the suspicious part of me says that he might sneak out and meet with her because he knows what I am going to do.

See, I found out where she lives. And I'm going to go over there this afternoon and confess my love for her. If she refuses me, I think I will die.

I'm in my car now, headed to her parents' place, where she lives. Her late parents' place, actually, if you want to be technical. Her mom and dad had died in a car wreck years before, and now she lives with her aunt in the old house, which is owned free and clear with part of the life insurance money. At least, that's what the private investigator I hired was able to find out. I park a couple of blocks away, so as not to arouse any suspicions.

I needn't have bothered. The place is a fucking madhouse.

Picture this: a 2000 square foot home, in a chain-link-fenced yard not exceeding another 3000 or so square feet. Nice place, nothing extravagant. Suburban squalor. Not a lot of room in the back yard for more than a garden and some decorative rocks.

And about fifteen or so people, trying desperately to be silent as they elbow each other out of the way in an effort to get at, and peer into, a side window. Her window. Instead of going to the front door as I'd intended, I join the throng, to find out what it's all about.

There is a light on inside, and venetian blinds make the view difficult to gain. I push the smallest guy, a little Indian fella who is probably a neighbor or something, out of the way, sending him sprawling into the muddy soil of the garden. The big guy looks like a body builder or weight-lifter or something. He has a shirt on with the name of a gym on it, anyway, but I am too busy climbing in next to him to get a view to actually register what it says. I'm lucky; I'm kinda big, so some of these other medium-size folks are not able to dislodge me.

And there she is, an angel, sitting there at her dressing table, brushing her hair in long, even strokes. The big guy next to me sighs, and I concur. All the while trying to figure out how to let her know that it's not the big arm muscles that are important in a good lover, but just one muscle in particular. Because I want the best for her. I really do. My cock gets hard, and I'm stroking it through my pants in time with her brush. God, I want her so bad. I note, in passing (honest, I wasn't looking), that the "big guy" isn't bothering with keeping it in his pants. I shall call him "big guy" no longer. Thank god. I am disgusted he could be so crude, and I look back at Connie as the cum stews behind my balls, ready to stream forth.

I'm knocked out of the way by a coalition of people: the Indian, a mailman, and... Jesse's mom? What the fuck? She's the first to take my place at the window, and I can see her hand sink into her jeans as she gets a glimpse of our goddess.

"Bitch," I whisper to her, "she's not a fucking lesbo. She wants a man. She wants me."

"Fuck you, you little shit," she hisses back. "When she finds out how well I'll eat her pussy, she'll never go back to you, or to Jesse." As she says "pussy", I see her hips convulse, and somehow I know the bitch is getting off on this right now. She disgusts me, too. And she's in my way.

When the cop cars pulls up and surprise us all by starting to drag us all away, binding and gagging us, we resist with somewhat noisy fervor, but She doesn't notice, apparently. And I notice that though several of the cops driving the cars are merely looking longingly back at her house, three or four have stayed behind, adusting their hats and smoothing out their uniforms. One is about to ring the doorbell, but he notices his compatriots at the side window, and just *has* to see what they're looking at. And then I'm gone, and I feel horrified and dejected that she'll find out what I did, and that I'll never get to see her again.

But she has to listen to me, when I tell her how much I love her, right? And that I would do anything for her? And that Jesse really isn't all that, he's just a regular guy, and that I'm a better lover, and I'll even go to college and get a degree like he did if it means she'll notice me.

The weight-lifter beside me is weeping, hopelessly, but I can barely see him through my own tears.

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Connie sat at her dresser, brushing her hair in front the mirror. She hummed along with the stereo (playing much too loud, but perfectly matched to her excitement about the night's prospects. Seeing Jesse made her *so* happy! He was always a complete gentleman-- so romantic! He'd bought her a bouquet of lovely roses (white, her favorite; she loved that he remembered her offhand comment from months ago!). She squirmed a little in her seat; thinking about what they might be doing tonight, if she was lucky. She'd bought some new satiny panties to surprise him.

She grinned at her reflection some more. She had hardly been a virgin when they'd met, but Jesse had been more gentle and tender with her than any guy she'd been with. He'd had the patience to take his time with her, and as a result she had actually had an orgasm for the very first time! She'd always been a bit too icked out by how it looked and felt *down there* to try masturbation, so it was absolutely mindblowing to finally experience what all of her girlfriends had whispered about all these years.


It felt like her life had changed ever since. She had a wonderful new confidence now, and it felt like people looked at her differently, and all because Jesse was such a nice guy, and interested in her pleasure as much as her own. Gosh, she loved him!

"I wonder if he'll marry me," she wondered aloud, but she knew that was just silly talk! *We've only been going out for three months! It's a bit too early to plan out the rest of our lives together.*

But as she sat there, smiling prettily to herself, unaware of the rest of the world (and certainly her bedroom window), she gushed over how caring a guy he was, and how much she loved him. Guys paid a lot more attention to her, now, but no other man could interest her, no matter what. She was not fickle in her feelings.

She was Jesse's girl.

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“Hi, Jess. Well, I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that you’re here, seems like you’re always here” Jasmine said with a light laugh as she walked into the studio control booth.

Yes, Jessica thought, it seemed like she was always here. It wasn’t that she didn’t do anything else, she just liked working here in the schools TV studio. She felt very comfortable and secure here. She was the editor and director of the schools weekly in-house news program, after all. Producing the show every week took up a lot of her time.

The time she didn’t spend in the studio was mostly spent reading or practicing for sports. She was a straight “A” student but she hardly even worked at it. Most of the girls who didn’t know her thought she was a nerd who spent all her time with her nose in a book. In reality she was just smart… very, very smart. Genius would actually be closer to the mark. She hardly spent any time studying, she just absorbed information like a sponge. It gave her time for other things.

She was a varsity member of the Cross Country team, Winter Track and Spring Track. Practicing every day and going to track meets took up a lot of her time but she liked running. She had tried soccer and basketball but didn’t really enjoy them. She wasn’t all that coordinated and had a hard time with those sports. What really drew her to running was the individual competition. She liked putting herself up against other girls, seeing how she stacked up on an even playing field. She was in control when she was running, whatever move she made, however she paced herself, how hard she pushed herself, it was all up to her. That was the real problem she had with soccer and basketball, she admitted to herself. In team sports she was always doing what someone else wanted. The coach or the captain was always telling her how to play the game, where to run to and who to pass to. Jessica didn’t like being told what to do. She wanted to do things her way.

That’s probably why she liked the TV Studio so much. This was her domain, she was in charge here. The weekly news show was her baby. Two years ago she had talked the Principle into allowing her access to the new and completely unused school TV studio to produce a school news show. The studio had been donated to the school by a former student who had gone on the become an anchor on a national new show and was now so wealthy that she had to find ways to loose her money and she wanted to “Give back to the community.” Jessica had recruited the cast and crew from the student body and had she had made it work.

The school was an exclusive, private all-girls boarding school in rural Massachusetts. It’s student body made up of girls from upper class families from around New England. The large majority of the students were spoiled little rich girls who wanted nothing to do with anything that resembled work. All they wanted to do was hang out and spend money. Spoiled little princesses, Jessica thought with disgust.

Her family was as well off as most of the others but Jessica didn’t think about it much. Well, what was left of her family, she thought. Her father had several affairs over the years and had finally left for good about two years ago. Leaving Jessica, her older sister and her mother alone. Her mother spent 95% of her time on the road, which is why Jessica and her sister lived in a boarding school. Her father leaving wasn’t a problem financially, her mother was a successful corporate attorney, she actually made most of the money in the family. It was just hard accepting that her father just walked out and left them. It didn’t so much make her sad as it did make her angry. She was put in a situation that made her feel helpless and it had terrified her. It was this single event more than any other that changed Jessica’s life. She had needed an escape, a haven, and she found it in the TV studio.

Recruiting the crew hadn’t been that easy. It actually had been the hardest part of setting up the show. Most of the girls in the school wanted nothing to do with producing a TV show. She did however get a few girls who were interested. Several were so incompetent with anything electronic or mechanical that Jessica wouldn’t have let them use an electric can opener, never mind a TV camera or tape editor that cost more than a small car. Those girls would have to write scripts or something like that.

A lot of girls had wanted to be the on-air talent when they first heard of the show but the number of applications dropped to almost nothing when they found out some research and writing went into the job. That was too much like work for them.

She did get a few good workers. Of them, Molly and Jasmine, who were also best friends and roommates, were her two favorites.

Jasmine was the Anchor Girl of the weekly news show. She was one of the few, the very few, that wasn’t scarred off by a little work. Jessica knew she wanted to hire Jasmine just one minute into her interview. Calm and relaxed but very witty and quick on her verbal feet she had been a natural. Her strong voice and calm demeanor made her seem confident and comfortable in front of the camera, like she had been doing it for years.

One of very few black girls in the school, Jasmine was very tall and elegant six feet. She had beautiful skin the color of milk chocolate, dark brown eyes and curly black hair. Her body would best be described as curvaceous. Her breasts were large and her waist was very slim with a flat, tight belly. Below that she had wide shapely hips an ass that only black girls seem to be able to get, firm and round. Her legs were long and firm and ended with surprisingly small feet.

Molly was as different from Jasmine as day and night.

Molly was always talking, always moving, a bundle of energy, like lightning in a skirt. Sometimes Jessica, along with everybody else, wished she would shut up once in a while, and Molly knew it. Her favorite saying was “If I’m talking to much just tell me to shut up and I’ll think about it.” She never did. But she was smart and funny and just fun to have around. She was also good with electronics and a mechanical wiz. If it was broken, Molly could probably fix it. She loved working the cameras in the studio and lugging around the portable cameras to sporting events, plays and concerts. Molly had a knack for camera handling, she just always seemed to know where she should be looking and what the best angle was, she was a natural at it. She was the first really good worker that Jessica had signed on, and it had actually been Molly who convinced Jasmine to join up.

Short at just five feet tall and physically fit from volleyball, Molly was very beautiful, with shoulder length brownish blond hair, hazel eyes and smooth well tanned skin. The fact that she had a massive set of full breasts was also hard to miss, especially because they looked so out of proportion on her small frame. Many of the girls were jealous of Molly’s huge tits, some girls even spread rumors that she had implants. She didn’t, and the rumors irked Molly a little bit. Implants, HA! Hers were the real thing. She loved to show off her ample cleavage whenever she could by wearing tight low cut tops with no bra. At least when she wasn’t wearing her school uniform. The school uniforms, plaid skirts, white blouses and white nylons, did very little to flatter the figure, but even the plain uniform blouse and plaid skirt couldn’t hide Molly’s figure. Nothing could hide those tit’s.

The uniform certainly didn’t help her own body out much, Jessica thought with a sigh. It just makes me look even more plain than I already am.
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It was the evening after one of these disappointing encounters about one month into her senior year that Jessica’s life changed completely. Samantha had gone home for the weekend and Jessica was spending the quiet Saturday night, soaking in the bathtub reading an article in a woman’s magazine about sexuality and how men and women were after different things in life and especially in the bedroom. The article explained how many men were only after a girl who was beautiful and good in bed. Once they had her for a while it was time to move on to another. They just wanted her while it was all new and exciting and once it became familiar it wasn’t that fun any more. They didn’t want any emotional ties, just someone to hang out with and have fun with. A real relationship was too much like work. It went of to explain that many women were becoming increasingly frustrated with the men that they dated. The men’s lack of compassion, caring and basically everything else that women want.

Well, maybe you shouldn’t try to find your boyfriends at a nightclub or a bar, was the thought that Jessica had upon reading this. That was probably where most of the women that this kind of magazine catered to would meet guys. But Jessica did admit that it was very close to her own feelings about men in general, certainly about that jerk last night.

According to the magazine, as Jessica continued to read, many more women were exploring lesbianism to find fulfillment, both emotional and physical. In other women they had found the compassion, caring and tenderness they desired. It went on to give first hand accounts of several women who were in the same place Jessica found herself in, fed up with all men and looking for something else. Jessica hadn’t realized she was looking for something else, but maybe she was. Was she?

As she went back to reading the next quote from a woman who had just come out sent a little shiver up her spine, “Only another woman truly knows what a woman wants and can truly pleasure another woman.” The next paragraph started describing some woman’s first lesbian encounters, the tenderness, the gentle caressing, the slow, unhurried kisses and strokes. Then they went on to described the incredible climaxes as their lovers drove them to new heights of pleasure they had never before reached, never even dreamed of. Many of the women described having multiple orgasms, something Jessica had never experienced.

Jessica found she was breathing heavy and her nipples were stiff as she put down the magazine. What was wrong with her, she thought. Was she really getting turned on by talk of girl/girl sex? She wasn’t a lesbian. She had just fucked a guy last night, he was a junior from a nearby college. She had just been screwed by a Frat Boy, she couldn’t like girls, could she? Last night she had been turned on, she had sweated, she had an orgasm. Wasn’t that what sex was… a guy, a girl, a little sweat, a few grunts, a little pleasure and it was done. That’s all sex was, right? What if it wasn’t? What if there was more to it? How much more could there be?

As Jessica climbed out of the tub and got ready for bed the same thoughts kept running through her mind… How much more could there be? Sex was sex, right? Right. But maybe…

It that respect, Jessica was a bit of a prude. She never had even seen a dirty magazine, or a porno movie. Even though she had sex several times she actually knew very little about it. All of her boyfriends had either been to inexperienced to show her how good it could be or were just jerks like the frat boy who had wanted a quick fuck. She had never even had good sex, never mind really great sex.

That night, alone in her room, Jessica had wonderful and frightening dreams of being pleasured by beautiful women. Beautiful soft lips sucking her nipples, beautiful pink tongues licking her clit, beautiful slender fingers slipping into her wet pussy…

Jessica had awoken that night with a sudden jerk. She felt the warm afterglow washing through her body and the slight twitching in her pussy that followed an orgasm. Had she actually cum in her sleep while dreaming of other women? She pulled up her nightgown, and felt her naked pussy, she never wore panties to bed. She was completely soaked. The entire back of her nightgown under her was wet where her juices had flowed out of her cunt and down her ass. She had never been so wet before. Her whole bed smelled of hot wet pussy. Actually the whole room did, good thing Samantha had gone home she thought to herself. What had happened? Had she cum dreaming of sex with a woman? Many women actually. many beautiful women. Jessica realized she was stroking her cunt and made herself stop. She wasn’t going to finger fuck herself while fantasizing about another woman. This is disgusting, she thought, what a pervert I am.

She quickly got up grabbed a dry nightgown and went into the bathroom to freshen up. She stripped off her damp nightgown and as she was reaching for the clean one she saw the magazine on the side of the tub where she had left it. She paused with her hand on the clean nightgown, studying the cover of the magazine. The woman on the cover was beautiful, very beautiful, with long blond hair, blue eyes and flawless skin. The slinky evening dress she wore did nothing to hide her ample breasts. Jessica found herself staring at the woman’s full breasts, imagining what her nipples looked like, wondering what it would feel like to suck on the woman’s nipples. The thought shocked her. Did she actually think that? Yes, she had. And she had liked it.

She flipped opened the magazine and found she was looking at an advertisement for a web site that sold sex toys and kinky lingerie. A picture at the top showed slutty looking woman with a wickedly sexy nightie on. The woman’s back was turned to the camera and the see-thru nightie showed a slender thong pulled in between cheeks of her tight, round ass. Her head was thrown back and her mouth was open with a look of feigned delight on her face. Jessica felt a warm glow spreading through her as she looked at it. A little scared she quickly turned the page only to see an ad for a breast enhancing cream. “Guaranteed to make your breasts two cup sizes larger in a month!” The picture showed a woman who already had very large, full breasts rubbing the cream onto herself. Jessica looked at the full breasts and the woman’s hands and thought, “I wish I was rubbing that cream on her.”

What the hell was wrong with her! Her whole body was shaking, her breath was coming in quick pants. She had never been so turned on in her whole life. She felt a desperate need, a longing deep in her chest. Her pussy was on fire, she was so wet she felt a drop of her juice running down the inside of her leg. What in the world was happening to her? She was afraid if she even moved she would cum on the spot, without even touching herself.

As she stood there, her mind churning with confusing thoughts, her hands seemed to take on a life of their own. Without her consciously wanting to, a hand slowly ran up her naked body and over her breast. What was she doing? Was she really going to play with herself? She had never done it before, it seemed so perverted and dirty. Then her fingers touched her nipple and she felt a shock of pleasure.

[AD69]

Story is not bad, do continue.

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A Bad Husband Gets Caught.


My sister-in-law and I have always had a good relationship. I've found her very attractive since the day I first met her and I believe that she has always felt the same way. Over the years, there have been numerous occasions where we've flirted with each other, but we have never acted on anything. I am very happily married, and I've never wanted to jeopardize my marriage. My wife has mentioned more than once that she thinks Elise has a thing for me, and she has tried to question me about what I think about Elise, in her own sly way. I always know exactly what she's getting at, and have never fallen for her tricks. Elise and I have never vocalized any type of feelings. Our flirtations have always been physical; smiles, knowing glances, flirtatious touches, etc. I have fantasized about her while masturbating probably hundreds of times, but I never expected anything to happen between us.

For the past three years or so, Elise has been dating an asshole named Ben. Ben is your typical jock, meathead asshole. He's always been friendly to my wife Kim and me, but we've always suspected that he treated Elise like shit. We both have spoken to her about it, trying to feel her out, but she's never given us any information. The two of them have broken up at least three or four times since they'd been going out. One of the breakups occurred after I saw him at a bar with another woman. I immediately told Elise and she freaked and dumped him, but got back together with him soon after. Ben is well aware of how Kim and I feel about him, so we have seen very little of them recently, even though we live only about ten minutes from each other. Since they are sisters, Kim has been much more vocal about our opinions of Ben than I have, but Elise knows how I feel as well.

Last Thursday was an ordinary, boring evening. I was home watching the game, and Kim was out with one of her friends. At about ten, the phone rang. I expected it to be Kim, but it was Elise's name on the caller ID. I waited too long to answer and the machine picked up. I could immediately hear that she was crying, so I picked up the phone. "Jack, don't tell Kim who it is." She said immediately.

"She's not here, Elise. What's wrong? Why are you crying?" I asked.

"I broke up with Ben." She answered.

"What did that asshole do?" I asked. "If he did anything to you, I'll kill that fucker!"

"No, calm down, it's not like he hit me or something." She said.

"Well, whatever, I'll be right over." I answered.

I threw on some shoes, and darted out the door. I hopped in the car and flew over to her house in record time. I dashed out of the car and into her house. Elise was curled up on the couch when I entered. She had stopped crying, but had a box of tissues next to her. As I walked into the living room she stood up and greeted me with a big hug. "Thanks for coming, Jack." She said.

"Don't worry about it. How are you doing? What happened?" I quizzed her.

"Oh, it's a long story." She sighed.

"Well guess what, I have all night, so let's have it." I told her.

"We had plans to go out tonight, and I was all dressed and ready to go when he called me. He told me that he was sick and couldn't go out tonight. I didn't think anything of it, in fact, I felt bad for him, that son of a bitch. I thought it would be sweet to make him some chicken soup and go and visit him. When I got to his apartment, I could hear music blasting through the door. I still was naïve and didn't question anything. When I got inside I called out for him, but the music was too loud. I headed back to his bedroom figuring he was resting in there. Well, it turns out that he wasn't alone. When I walked into his room, there he was fucking some slut!" She elaborated. Elise's hurt had appeared to become anger as she relayed the story.

"What a schmuck!" I said. "What kind of an asshole would do that to you?"

"I know, I know." She continued. "I should have known. I knew he'd done it before, but I hoped he'd change. What an idiot I am."

"Come on Elise, don't beat yourself up." I consoled her. "It's not your fault the guy's a prick."

As we talked, she cozied herself up next to me and I put my arm around her. She smelled great, and I was enjoying the close proximity.

She continued on about how she'd wasted her time with Ben and that she would die lonely and on and on.

"Elise, shut up!" I said sternly. "You're an amazing girl. You're smart, you're funny, you're sweet, and you're beautiful! What guy wouldn't want you?

"Really? That's so nice of you to say, but you didn't have to exaggerate." She said, smiling.

"I wasn't exaggerating!" I replied. I really wasn't. She is very smart and very funny, and probably the nicest person I'd ever met. Like I said, I've also always found her extremely attractive. She's not a striking beauty, I guess, but I'm very fond of her. She's about 5'9" and 140 lbs. She has short black hair and a fair complexion, and she's got a great set of large breasts and a tight little ass. She always dressed to impress; showing off all of her assets.

"You're just saying that to cheer me up, Jack." She answered.

"No I'm not; I've always thought that you're hot." I said. I didn't realize what I was saying until the words came out of my mouth.

Elise smiled and looked at me with a surprised look on her face. "You think I'm hot?" she asked, again smiling.

"Well, yeah, of course." I said, stammering.

"You're not so bad yourself!" She told me, in a sexy, suggestive tone.

I smiled and blushed. It was beginning to get uncomfortable. I really wanted her and I had just accidentally told her. Then, she went and told me basically the same thing. 'I'm sorry Elise; I shouldn't have said that, maybe I should get going." I said. I stood up as I finished the sentence.

"Get back here!" she said, reaching out her hand. I took her hand and sat back down next to her. "Why are you apologizing?" she asked me. "You think I've never noticed the way you look at me? The way you check me out every time I'm near you?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to backpedal, albeit poorly.

"Oh please." She answered. "We both know we've been flirting with each other for the last ten years!"

"Elise, I really think I should go." I said. This time, I stood up and walked straight for the door. Elise though did the same. She ran in front of me and stood in front of the door.

"You're not going anywhere!" She snapped. I looked into her eyes, and she looked into mine, and then it happened. She leaned up and kissed me directly on the lips. It felt amazing; she has the softest, sweetest lips! I kissed back for a few moments, but then pulled away.

"Elise, I can't do this." I stuttered. "What about Kim? I can't do this to her!"

"She'll never know a thing." She answered. "It's just one time. We need to do this; we need to relieve this tension that's always been between us. It's okay, don't worry about a thing. It'll stay between you and me."

I knew this was wrong. I knew I had to stop, but I wanted her so bad! I'd wanted her for so long, and here was my chance. I wanted to leave, I really did, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't fight the urge. Instead I leaned into her and kissed her. That was it; it was too late to stop now. She kissed right back, her tongue tracing my lips. As we kissed, she pushed me down the hallway to her bedroom. We collapsed together onto the bed. Elise was on top, and as we kissed, my hands found their way down her back to her ass. She was kissing me like I'd never felt. The heat between us was over powering. She broke our kiss, and began kissing my chin and then my neck. As she smothered my neck, she began unbuttoning my shirt. When she was done, she moved down to my chest and my stomach. Her lips and tongue on my stomach was driving me wild. I was afraid that I'd lose it before we even started, so I moved her off of me and onto her back.

Somehow, she still had her sandals on, which I promptly removed. I gave her feet a few seconds of attention, then moved up her body to her lips again. I then followed her cue and began kissing her neck and the top of her chest. She had on a low-cut black and white blouse that allowed me plenty of access to her cleavage. I had to see her breasts though, so I reached down and pulled up her shirt. She leaned up off the bed, allowing me to pull it over her head. I kissed the tops of her breasts, since she still had on a lacy black bra. Even through her bra, I could see that her nipples were standing straight up. I reached down and cupped her breasts as I smothered her neck with kisses. I slowly moved my hands from her breasts, around to the clasp of the bra. I fumbled with it, until she mercifully helped. I tilted my head up from her neck. The bra was still covering her tits. I cupped her breasts again, squeezing the bra into the palms of my hand. I moved my hands away and her huge tits sprang free. They were very large, at least a high C-cup, maybe even a D. She had medium sized light brown nipples. I was surprised to find that her breasts sagged a little. She's only in her early thirties, so I expected them to be more firm, but they still looked great! I buried my head between them and tweaked her nipples with my fingers. Her chest and neck was beet red from her excitement. Since she is so fair skinned, it was very evident. She was incredibly quiet during all this, letting out only a few low moans.

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moved my lips over on top of her right nipple, flicking my tongue over it as I sucked it into my mouth. When I started nibbling it, she let out another moan. I then switched to her other nipple and did the same. As I played with her nips, she placed her hand on top of my head and pushed me lower down her body. I covered her soft, inviting belly and navel with kisses, swirling my tongue in her belly-button. She giggled as I did that. I knew what she wanted though, and I wanted the same thing. I undid the snap at the top of her tight black dress pants, and then moved back down to her feet. I kissed the bottom of them as I took hold of the bottom of her pant-legs. When she moved her feet away from my mouth, I tugged at the pants. They were surprisingly tight, so I focused my attention on removing them. Elise lifted her ass of the bed, allowing the pants to slide down and off her buns. I threw her pants aside and kissed my way up her legs. She now was wearing only a tiny black pair of panties that appeared to be a thong, even though I couldn't see her ass. About the time I reached her knees, she placed her foot on my crotch. "Lose the pants!" She said, seductively. I did as I was told and now had on only a pair of boxers. "That's better!" She answered. Again she placed her foot on my crotch, teasing my dick with her toes. I wasn't ready for that though. I continued up her thighs, savoring each inch of flesh, until I reached her crotch. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy. As I kissed around the inside of her thighs, she began to giggle. I looked up at her and smiled, then placed a kiss on her panty-covered pussy. Her panties had a large wet spot right over her pussy. I rolled her over onto her stomach to get a look at her ass. I was right; she was wearing a thong, which showed off her cute little ass. I grabbed onto both cheeks and kissed my way around each. Again, I positioned her onto her back.

I pulled my head up from between her legs and looked at her. I took all of her in, stunned by the fact that I was about to eat my sister in law's pussy! I had fantasized about this countless times, and here it was, actually happening! I looked at her face and she smiled. "Do it Jack, eat my pussy! I've waited for this for so long!" She said. Hearing those words from that voice was it! I placed two fingers under the waistband of her panties, and pulled them down. They clung to her moist pussy as I pulled them off. I was surprised to see a large patch of light-brown hair above her pussy. As I said earlier, she has black hair on her head, and I never knew she dyed it. I looked down at her moist pussy, and ran my tongue over it in one long stroke. Her sweet nectar covered my tongue, and I took a deep breath to absorb her faint sweet scent. I was through teasing and buried my face into her valley. I entered her hole with my tongue and licked as deeply as I could. I began rubbing her nub with my right thumb as I ate her. All of a sudden, Elise became very vocal, crying out as I pleasured her. She started out squirming beneath me slightly, then more and more, eventually pushing her hips into my face. She let out a loud cry and her pussy seeped out a small amount of juice over my lips and tongue, obviously from her orgasm. I licked her a little more, enjoying her sweet tasting juice.

When she regained her composure, Elise took a handful of hair and pulled me up her body. We kissed deeply; my tongue entered her mouth, allowing her a taste of her own juices. I was worn out just from eating her pussy, but I was ready for more. Elise reached down and grabbed my cock through my boxers as I moved onto my back. She pushed the waistband of my boxers down under my cock and started stroking me. Elise broke our kiss and headed down to my dick. She pulled my boxers down the rest of the way and tossed them aside. She continued stroking me as she moved her mouth towards me. She flicked her tongue over the tip, which drove me wild. Then, she did it again, and again, and again. She must have done it ten times! She knew I was going insane from the teasing, but she didn't seem to care. She was giggling the whole time. Finally, when she leaned back in for what I expected to be another teasing lick, she completely devoured me in her mouth. She was able fit almost all of my eight inches. The warmth of her mouth felt amazing. As she sucked me, she still continued licking the tip of my length, but since I was engulfed in her mouth, it felt even more amazing! I hoped that she didn't plan on sucking me for long, because I knew I wouldn't last long. Thankfully she must have been well aware. "I better stop before you fill my mouth!" She said. "Besides, I want to feel you inside me!"

She moved onto the bed next to me. We kissed for a few moments before I climbed on top of her. As I moved onto her, I again took a few seconds to try to absorb what was happening. I didn't hesitate long though. Elise grabbed my cock and moved it to her pussy. I eased the head into her, and then looked deeply into her eyes as I plunged into her. She let out a loud cry as I entered her. She was incredibly tight. It was a great feeling fucking her tight pussy, feeling her vaginal muscles pulling me deeper into her. We worked up a rhythm, me slamming into her as she pushed her hips up into me. We were both very vocal as we fucked, moaning and groaning with each thrust. She looked so beautiful; a look of pain and bliss as I fucked her, my sister in law. She began crying out as her pussy quivered around me. She wrapped her legs around my ass, pulling me into her. I was on the brink as she came all over me. The warmth of her pussy juice over my cock was too much for me to handle. I cried out, "Here it comes Elise, do you want my come?

"Yes, yes, let me have it, Jack. Come in my pussy!" She answered, ecstatically.

I did as she asked, filling her with wave after wave of come. I collapsed on top of her, my cock growing soft, still inside her. As I rolled off of her, my come began oozing out of her lips. As we our bodies became disentangled, we were interrupted.

"You fucking bastards!" The voice cried out. I knew immediately who it was and looked up to see my wife Kim standing in the doorway. "Next time, erase the fucking message, you idiot!" She screamed. I leapt out of bed and ran after her, completely naked. She was too quick though and was already speeding off when I reached the door.

Elise walked up behind me and wrapped her arms around my stomach. We just looked at each other. We'd been caught red-handed. My wife had just caught me fucking her sister. How was I going to fix this?

By the time I got dressed and hurried home, my wife had gone to bed. Our bedroom door was locked.

"Kim, let me in, let's talk about this." I said.

'What the fuck is there to talk about?" She asked angrily. "I'll see you in the morning, maybe."

I knew I was in deep shit, so I figured I'd just settle in on the couch downstairs and hope that maybe she'd calm down after a night's sleep, but I doubted it.

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Monday, I was late coming home from work. A lot of things had gone wrong, and I was stuck cleaning up the mess. Even though we hadn't been speaking much lately, Kim was calling me constantly. She must have called four times to find out when I was coming home. I thought for sure that she was ready to discuss everything, and she was just anxious for me to get home. Finally, at around 10pm, I was ready to head home. I gave Kim a call, like she'd ask, and let her know I'd be home in about ten minutes. When I got home, Kim was nowhere to be found. I figured she must have gone to bed, so I headed upstairs. As I ascended the steps, I heard a strange voice; a man's voice. Immediately, it hit me. She had been calling me so often because she wanted me to walk in on her with another guy. I have to admit, even though I'd totally screwed her over, I was a little upset with this. As far as I knew, my wife had only been with two other men before me, and none since we've been together, so I knew it took a lot to lead her to this. Even though I was pissed, I figured the best thing for me to do was to take my medicine and walk in on them. I continued down the hall until I got to the entrance to our bedroom. The door was wide open, and I quietly walked in. I was stunned by what I saw. My wife was lying on the bed, sandwiched between my best friend Bob, and his wife Anne! I was beyond pissed now. Not just at Kim, but also at Bob. How could that fucker be involved in this? After considering it though, I understood. He was a guy, and my wife was a beautiful woman, why would he pass up easy sex with her? I was also shocked to see Kim kissing Anne. Kim had never been with a woman before! As pissed as I was, I was also intrigued by the scene before me. As Kim broke her kiss with Anne, she made eye contact with me. She looked directly at me, but acted as if she didn't see me. She just turned her head towards Bob and kissed him. What I wanted to do was leave, but I just couldn't. I had to watch this. I had always had a thing for Anne, and I wanted to watch her with my wife. My first opportunity, I slid into the closet sneakily so I wouldn't be spotted.

I was mesmerized watching my beautiful wife with this other couple. Kim is about 5'3 and 130 pounds. She has short blonde, curly hair and a large, inviting ass and average B-cup breasts. Anne on the other hand, is about 5'7", slender, with about the same size tits, and long, flowing blonde hair. Bob is average height, about 5'10" and well-built, but not overly muscular, just fit.

Kim was being very passive in all this. She was just lying on the bed as Bob and Anne took care of her. Up to this point, they had only been kissing, but things soon progressed. As Anne and Kim kissed, Bob moved to the foot of the bed. He removed my wife's shoes and socks, and then began massaging her feet. In the meantime, Anne had begun unbuttoning Kim's shirt. By the time she removed it, Bob had moved back up to join them. He reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped my wife's jeans as Anne moved to her feet and pulled them off. Kim now was wearing only a floral blue bra and panty set. Anne began kissing Kim's legs as Bob removed her bra and started playing with her tits. Kim had a huge smile on her face, obviously enjoying herself. As Bob continued with her tits, Anne had moved between my wife's legs and was rubbing her pussy through the panties. After a minute or so of teasing, Anne removed Kim's panties, exposing her hairy pussy. Kim has never been one to shave, and I've always enjoyed her full bush. I was fascinated as Anne began eating Kim's pussy. As Anne ate her pussy, Kim pulled Bob's cock out of his pants and had begun jerking him off, inches from her face. When Bob was at full length, Kim accepted him into her mouth. On some level, I was really enjoying watching this. I had never imagined my wife letting another woman eat her pussy, let alone sucking on another man's cock. Kim was squirming all over the bed as Anne played with her pussy, and I could hear all kinds of muffled moans. I could see Anne's face glistening with Kim's juices as she licked her way around her pussy. I was a little surprised when Bob moaned out that he was going to come. I would have though he'd want to fuck my wife, but I guess he couldn't hold out, as I could see his come leaking out of Kim's mouth. Kim had never been willing to swallow my come, but she licked his cock clean, savoring each drop. Bob rolled off of my wife and lay on the bed, watching his wife and my wife. Anne moved back up towards my wife and kissed her, sharing her husband's come with my wife.

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[lovelove]

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Monday, I was late coming home from work. A lot of things had gone wrong, and I was stuck cleaning up the mess. Even though we hadn't been speaking much lately, Kim was calling me constantly. She must have called four times to find out when I was coming home. I thought for sure that she was ready to discuss everything, and she was just anxious for me to get home. Finally, at around 10pm, I was ready to head home. I gave Kim a call, like she'd ask, and let her know I'd be home in about ten minutes. When I got home, Kim was nowhere to be found. I figured she must have gone to bed, so I headed upstairs. As I ascended the steps, I heard a strange voice; a man's voice. Immediately, it hit me. She had been calling me so often because she wanted me to walk in on her with another guy. I have to admit, even though I'd totally screwed her over, I was a little upset with this. As far as I knew, my wife had only been with two other men before me, and none since we've been together, so I knew it took a lot to lead her to this. Even though I was pissed, I figured the best thing for me to do was to take my medicine and walk in on them. I continued down the hall until I got to the entrance to our bedroom. The door was wide open, and I quietly walked in. I was stunned by what I saw. My wife was lying on the bed, sandwiched between my best friend Bob, and his wife Anne! I was beyond pissed now. Not just at Kim, but also at Bob. How could that fucker be involved in this? After considering it though, I understood. He was a guy, and my wife was a beautiful woman, why would he pass up easy sex with her? I was also shocked to see Kim kissing Anne. Kim had never been with a woman before! As pissed as I was, I was also intrigued by the scene before me. As Kim broke her kiss with Anne, she made eye contact with me. She looked directly at me, but acted as if she didn't see me. She just turned her head towards Bob and kissed him. What I wanted to do was leave, but I just couldn't. I had to watch this. I had always had a thing for Anne, and I wanted to watch her with my wife. My first opportunity, I slid into the closet sneakily so I wouldn't be spotted.

I was mesmerized watching my beautiful wife with this other couple. Kim is about 5'3 and 130 pounds. She has short blonde, curly hair and a large, inviting ass and average B-cup breasts. Anne on the other hand, is about 5'7", slender, with about the same size tits, and long, flowing blonde hair. Bob is average height, about 5'10" and well-built, but not overly muscular, just fit.

Kim was being very passive in all this. She was just lying on the bed as Bob and Anne took care of her. Up to this point, they had only been kissing, but things soon progressed. As Anne and Kim kissed, Bob moved to the foot of the bed. He removed my wife's shoes and socks, and then began massaging her feet. In the meantime, Anne had begun unbuttoning Kim's shirt. By the time she removed it, Bob had moved back up to join them. He reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped my wife's jeans as Anne moved to her feet and pulled them off. Kim now was wearing only a floral blue bra and panty set. Anne began kissing Kim's legs as Bob removed her bra and started playing with her tits. Kim had a huge smile on her face, obviously enjoying herself. As Bob continued with her tits, Anne had moved between my wife's legs and was rubbing her pussy through the panties. After a minute or so of teasing, Anne removed Kim's panties, exposing her hairy pussy. Kim has never been one to shave, and I've always enjoyed her full bush. I was fascinated as Anne began eating Kim's pussy. As Anne ate her pussy, Kim pulled Bob's cock out of his pants and had begun jerking him off, inches from her face. When Bob was at full length, Kim accepted him into her mouth. On some level, I was really enjoying watching this. I had never imagined my wife letting another woman eat her pussy, let alone sucking on another man's cock. Kim was squirming all over the bed as Anne played with her pussy, and I could hear all kinds of muffled moans. I could see Anne's face glistening with Kim's juices as she licked her way around her pussy. I was a little surprised when Bob moaned out that he was going to come. I would have though he'd want to fuck my wife, but I guess he couldn't hold out, as I could see his come leaking out of Kim's mouth. Kim had never been willing to swallow my come, but she licked his cock clean, savoring each drop. Bob rolled off of my wife and lay on the bed, watching his wife and my wife. Anne moved back up towards my wife and kissed her, sharing her husband's come with my wife..

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[lovelove]

A Cream Pie Delight.



My wife and I have been married for 12 years, and have been together since meeting at school. Lately, like many long-term couples, we found our sex life had become somewhat stale. We would spice things up with pornography and toys, but what always did it for me was imagining her with another man: the build-up, the foreplay, the first penetration and the climax, with him coming deep inside her as she bucked through a shattering orgasm.

I had taken these thoughts no further but then saw a porn movie which featured a vaginal 'cream pie'. This obviously put me in mind of my earlier fantasy but moved things on somewhat. Now I was desperate to see and taste Pam's stretched, post-coital cunt, dripping with seed. Pam had always been reasonably open-minded and after I explained the scenario we tried it together but it wasn't very satisfactory – after I had shot my load I went off the whole idea. It was clear that to achieve the full effect someone else would have to fill her up first. Pam took my hints about another man rather badly (as far as I knew she had been faithful to me and had only had sex with one other before me) but I persisted, and when she was really turned on in bed she would respond enthusiastically to my frantic, whispered fantasies, unable to hide her increasing lubrication from my thrusting cock.

In my original fantasy I had always thought that my old friend Mike would fit the bill as the 'other man'. We had all known each other from school days and kept in regular touch with each other, although we lived too far apart to see each other often. Mike had just split from his girlfriend and was back to being a bachelor again, playing the field and (as far as I could tell) having a ball. My plan was to bring him down to our town for the weekend, go out for a few beers and engineer a scenario when we got home where he and Pam could get it on. I knew she liked him and when she had a few drinks could get quite flirty – but how far would she go? I decided not to reveal my plans to either of them, but to let nature take its course...

The weekend trip wasn't too hard to arrange, and on the appointed Saturday I heard his car pull up outside. I put all thoughts of what might happen later out of my mind and greeted him warmly at the front door. 'Well Mike, looking foreward to tonight's action?'. 'You bet!' he replied. He looked around cautiously to see if Pam was around before adding 'I can't wait to see what the pussy is like down here – it's been a while since we were out together!'. I ignored the unintentional irony of his comment.

At this point Pam came through from the kitchen. 'Hi Mike!' she called cheerily, and kissed him lightly on the cheek. She always dressed sexily and today was wearing a mini skirt and tight fitting top which showed off her D cups nicely, and I could see from Mike's eyes he was appreciating the view. 'Long time no see' he said, and they began chatting about the old days. She had a bottle of wine in for the evening and explained to us that she would be watching a selection of sappy movies and kicking back while we were out.

Soon we were downtown, easing into the first of our beers. We caught up on our careers, and then moved on to the more interesting business of sex. It seemed Mike had been carving notches in his bed post at an incredible rate and had become something of a sex addict! 'I dunno man, the more I get the more I seem to want – from anywhere!' he explained, taking a slug of beer. Keeping my thoughts to myself, I realised if I could get him back to the house tonight with him in this mood, half the battle would be won.

We hit a few bars, chatted to a few girls, but Mike didn't seem to get anywhere with them. It occurred to me that he might be deliberately spoiling his plays to get back to see Pam, but as quickly as it formed I dismissed the thought, putting it down to optimism on my part.

Soon it was time for the cab ride home. I'd been careful about how much I drank as I didn't want to be too far gone by the time we returned, and Mike had paced himself with me. We had always prided ourselves on how much we could put away and it was good to see we could both still handle ourselves.

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'Honey, we're home' I shouted from the hall. 'Come on in' Pam replied, and we both walked into the TV room. Pam was wearing a thigh length white cotton nightdress and was curled up on the sofa watching the box. I told Mike to make himself comfortable while I went for a leak and some beer. As I left the room a frisson of excitement ran through me as I saw Mike sit down beside her, his hand accidentally (or was it!?) touching her bare leg.

I stayed away a little longer than necessary to give them a chance to become reacquainted then headed back into the TV room. Mike seemed to be sitting very close to Pam and she was leaning into him, giggling in her cute, slightly intoxicated way. Sitting down on a chair opposite them, I joined the conversation. We kicked off our shoes, shot the breeze and sank a few more beers, all the time Pam becoming more flirty and suggestive. Her breasts could be seen through her flimsy nightdress and as she shifted in her seat it rode up and I could see her white lacy thong forcing its way up between her beautiful tanned thighs. My imagination ran riot over what was happening underneath that flimsy gusset.

It was time for the next step of my plan. Over a short period of time I pretended to drift off to sleep. Pam was used to this as the end of my night usually ended up with me falling asleep in front of the television. I kept my eyelids just open enough to make out what was happening on the sofa. After a few minutes I saw both of them glance over then continue to talk, although they both lowered their voices. Mike was very close to her ear now and I couldn't make out what he was saying, but Pam giggled again and seemed to blush, before looking over at me again as if to confirm my state of unconsciousness. She said something back to him, quietly, then leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek. Mike turned at the last minute and caught her full on the lips. My brain nearly exploded at this point and I was glad I had my baggy chinos on as otherwise my excitement would have been visible.

She seemed to start back from Mike, but he put his arm gently round her shoulder and pulled her in. I kind of half-hoped she'd put up a bit more resistance but her own arms came up to embrace him and she responded enthusiastically. As they kissed deeply Mike's hand moved down to her thigh and began moving upwards, pushing the hem of the nightdress even higher. He looked over at me and, breaking their kiss, reassured Pam. I think by this stage she was too far gone to worry about me. Her hands now moved to Mike's belt, and I realised with a shock that she was actually going to fuck him. Emotions flitted across my mind; fear, jealousy, lust... but mostly lust! It was all I could do now to stay still and keep up my pretence of sleeping.

As his belt was undone he sat up slightly and Pam, breaking away from him, pulled his pants and underwear down as one, over his feet and off. Immediately his hard cock sprang into view, slightly larger than mine, thick and veined with a pair of heavy, full-looking balls hanging tightly underneath. Pam seemed to be mesmerised by the sight, as she reached out in what seemed to be slow motion and grasped it with her right hand. She kneeled up on the sofa and leaned across to take the glans into her mouth. Mike tilted his head back and moaned softly. From my position I could see Pam's butt cheeks and tight thong as she bent over, doggy style, and slowly masturbated Mike with one hand while sucking the end of his penis.

This went on for a few minutes, and if Mike felt anything like me he wouldn't last much longer. Eventually he held her head in his hands and pulled her off his cock. 'I want to fuck you' he said quietly to her breathless, upturned face. Her expression was one of complete lust, and she simply nodded her response. She reached back, pulled up her nightdress and pulled her thong down to her knees. I could now see her glistening pussy under the soft light, swollen and red, waiting to be filled. Moving from one knee to the other, she transferred her underwear to her lower legs then pulled the tiny garment off completely. This was it, I thought to myself, the point of no return...

Mike moved to lie down on his back, underneath her as she manoeuvred herself into position. Straddling him, she pulled her nightdress up and over her head and took his throbbing cock in her right hand. With her left, I could see her spread her pussy lips. She placed the crown of his cock there. I nearly came at this point, but before I could register the scene properly she had lowered herself fully onto his pole. First penetration! I was ecstatic. Both groaned, Pam leaned forward to kiss him and began moving back and forward. I now had the perfect view from behind her of his long thick tool entering her cunt, pushing the lips to each side of the shaft when he was fully in, them coming back together as he almost came out at the end of the stroke. They were both clearly enjoying themselves, moaning their pleasure as they kissed and their hands played across the other's body. Pam now sat straight up on Mike and I knew from experience she was about to orgasm. Sure enough, her and Mike's thrusts sped up and she grabbed at her nipples whilst biting back the cries.

Watching my wife buck her way through her climax and no doubt having his cock gripped tightly by her slick vagina, Mike gritted his teeth and held her hips. Then he seemed to stiffen, with his cock fully buried in Pam. I realised through my excitement that he was coming inside her, having the suspicion confirmed by a suppressed, ragged 'Aaaahhhh!' escaping from him. A few slow, deep, penetrations immediately followed. Again I somehow managed to avoid coming, despite this being one of the most erotic experiences of my life. They moved together for a few seconds more before relaxing, when Pam flopped down onto Mike's chest, spent.

I watched, fascinated, as Mike's penis slowly deflated in my wife's cunt. I knew what was coming next. Eventually, his cock popped out, swiftly followed by a white creamy flow which dripped down onto his pubic hair. Pam, climbing off him, swiftly pulled her thong on again, I guessed as a way of keeping the cum from going all over her and the sofa. Mike got up, gathered his clothes, kissed her on the nose and said he'd best get off to the guest bedroom before I woke up.

Pam put on her nightdress and made for the bedroom. I knew now I'd have to act quickly if I was to intercept her before the shower. As soon as I heard our bedroom door click shut and the bedside light snap on I got up as quickly as my erection would allow and made my way through.

'Oh – I thought you were asleep!?' Pam said, suddenly ashen-faced, as I came into the bedroom. She had just taken her nightdress off but was still wearing the thong. 'I just woke up there, and thought everyone had gone to bed' I replied as innocently as possible. 'But now I'm awake, and you look so good standing there in that thong...' I added, taking her in my arms. I could smell the dusky aroma of sex about her and this added fuel to my fire. 'Let me take a quick shower and I'll be right out' Pam whispered nervously, but I wouldn't let go. 'Let's just do it now!' I retorted, and before she could do anything else I'd pulled her down onto the bed with me. As we began kissing it was almost as if she could sense my knowledge, my keen awareness to sample the delights she held for me down below. She pulled my face to her, and stared at me: 'you watched us, didn't you?'. I held her gaze for a second – 'Yes'. With that, the hesitation and fear was gone. We had discussed this in our fantasies, and now here we were.

I moved down her naked body, towards the cum-drenched thong. Pausing, I knelt between her legs, looking first up at her beautiful, lustful expression, then down at the soaking gusset, stained from Mike's cream and her juices that it held. Taking each side of the flimsy material at her hips, I pulled it slowly down her thighs. It stuck to her pussy for a moment, then came away, and there was a perfect cream pie.

She had pulled the thong on before most of the cum could escape, but now the barrier was removed it poured out of her red swollen pussy and down onto her asshole, then began pooling on the bed below. I moved in for a closer look, catching the sights and smells of this unbelievably erotic tableau. Tentatively I kissed her clit, then licked lower, before plunging my tongue into her cream filled hole. It seemed much wider than usual. 'Lick me out' she moaned, just as she had said during our fantasies, and clean her out I did, licking and poking her as deeply as I could to encourage the cum to flow. Pam was writhing around in ecstasy. The taste of their mixed juices left me reeling with lust, and I realised I had to cum inside her too, to complete the fantasy. Tearing off my pants, I lay down on top of her and inserted my throbbing cock into her silky, sopping depths. The feeling was fantastic; she felt somehow more than lubricated, and it only took a few thrusts for me to add my cum to the remains of Mike's as she writhed in orgasm beneath me.

In the post-coital afterglow, we lay and talked for a long time. My fantasy had been achieved, and with it an acceptance by Pam that she had kept her desires and passions wrapped up for too long. In the morning, Pam went through to Mike's bedroom to say 'goodbye' and it was all I could do to not masturbate while she was away. Half an hour later she was back, with a full, fresh cream pie from Mike, and breakfast in bed for me.
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[Elementary]

Camping here too.

[curiosityz]

nice one bro.

[hosyino]

Good story bro.:p

[changchang]

awaiting more

[lovelove]

A Bike Ride with My Mom




I'm 23 now, out of school and living out of state. Last summer, my parents paid for us kids to join them for a week at a resort near Lake Michigan. My sisters showed up with their boyfriends, and I brought my girlfriend, Carole, with me. We were all staying in a large cottage and fell into a relaxed schedule pretty quickly.

On the third day, I woke up late and found my mom reading a book with a cup of coffee. She was dressed in a nice t-shirt and a pair of sweat pants. My mother had gotten into exercising in the last few years so she was often in some sort of work out clothes. She is in her fifties and petite, but her skin shows her age. She has short hair with a mix of black and gray, small breasts and a healthy butt. I've often found her attractive, but never thought much more about her.

"Nice of you to get up," she said looking up from her book.

"Yeah, I guess I needed some sleep. Where are the guys?" I said as I found some coffee and a danish. I knew my girlfriend and my sisters were out on a marathon shopping trip in the city.

"Your father took the guys golfing first thing this morning and the girls are out shopping," she reported. "That leaves you and me."

"And what are you planning to do today?" I asked as I ate.

"Well, I'm thinking of a bike ride. Are you up for it?" She asked.

"I'm game, but I better have another Danish." I joked.

I put on some shorts and a shirt and met my mom out in the driveway. She was stretching her legs and she grabbed my attention when she bent over to touch her toes. Her shirt wasn't tucked in and it fell with gravity. I was walking up behind her and could see the sides of her small breasts in her lacy white bra. She kept stretching without thinking about the show she was giving me. I pretended to do some stretching with her and tried not to get caught looking at her. Her sweat pants were tight and I could see her panty line as she stretched. I was glad to be wearing some tight underwear to keep my cock from pitching a huge tent in my shorts.

We were on our way soon enough and enjoyed the tree-lined trail. I rode behind her and fought at times to keep up with her. Going up hills, she would stand up from the seat and I took in the view of her ass in her tight sweat pants. The top of her panties showed at her lower back where her shirt had ridden up. I could tell they were some silky purple material with a lacy band. I had enjoyed inspecting my mom's lingerie when I was a teenager and it was always pretty conservative – large white panties, no-nonsense bras, etc. The lacy purple part was new and it really got me going. I imagined how her cute ass looked in them as I followed the panty line around. I couldn't believe I was starting to lust after my mom.

As we rode, we talked about various things, my sisters, my job, my girlfriend, etc. I asked her how she and my dad were doing and she dropped a bomb very casually.

"Oh, your father and I have been doing well. Ever since we opened up our marriage, we really enjoy the time we spend together."

I rode up alongside her to find out more. "Opened up your marriage? You mean..."

She finished my thought, "that we have other sexual partners, yes. I thought your sisters would've told you by now."

I was shocked and turned on at the same time. I immediately pictured my mom on her back with her legs in the air, small tits jiggling, urging some random guy, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

"No, they never told me." I responded trying to sound composed. "Well, good for you two."

"You know, we really do love each other, but sex with the same person for thirty-five years can get a little stale," she explained very matter-of-factly. "It's exciting to have fun with other people and then come back to your life partner. I only recommend it after thirty years or so. Our relationship wouldn't have lasted if we did it when we were younger."

I was just letting her speak as I drifted behind her a bit. I was letting it all sink in. They really have changed, I thought. As my mom was talking, the top of her panties were still visible and now even more of a turn on. On top of that, her back was sweating and her bra was becoming more visible as the t-shirt clung to her. I was now picturing her in just her bra and panties rubbing her ass on the bike seat.

The conversation changed and we rode for a while longer. We returned after about an hour and we both needed a shower. Since there was only one bathroom in the cottage, I let her go first.

She didn't close the door completely when she went in the bathroom and from where I was sitting, I could see in just a bit. She wasn't standing right in my view, unfortunately, but I did see her walk by wearing just her bra and panties. She was a hot little package and those purple panties looked so sexy on her butt.

When she was done with the shower, she came out wrapping in a towel that just barely reached her thighs. With her short hair wet, no makeup and bare skin, she looked old, but her legs were firm and her face was cute.

"All yours," she said with a smile, and I went in to shower.

Immediately I spotted her clothes piled on the floor with the purple panties on top. I picked them up and held them in front of me. I could smell her in them and the silkiness was totally turning me on.

I quickly undressed and rubbed the panties on my cock. It felt so good. Without thinking, I put them on. I had tried on my mom's panties and bras in the past, and got a little thrill, but I never really did much after that. Today, though, was a different story. Those sexy panties felt great on my cock and pulled tight against my ass. I was stroking my cock in the panties when I heard the door opening.

"I forgot my – " my mom had opened the door and stood in her towel staring at me. "I forgot my clothes."

I was like a deer in the headlights. The hand that had been stroking my cock now covered it ineffectively. "I, uh, I, uh," was all I could stammer.

My mom smiled at my embarrassment. "It's okay, it's okay," she said as she walked to me and grabbed my shoulders. Looking me square in the eye she said, "It's okay for you to enjoy women's underwear. I know lots of people that love panties. I do, for instance."

I didn't know what to do. I was caught wearing my mom's panties and here she was telling me it was okay. "I don't know what to say, mom. I haven't done this before."

"Oh, you haven't have you?" She stayed close to me as she smiled. "I seem to remember finding my underwear all rearranged when you were younger."

"Uh, well, I guess I tried them once or twice." I admitted.

She said, "It's okay. You should enjoy it." She really shocked me then. She took a hand from my shoulder and ran it along my chest and down to my crotch. She pulled me close with her other arm and leaned into my ear. She began stroking my cock as she said, "I want you to enjoy my panties. I think they're pretty sexy and it's clear you do too. You've become quite a man and I want you to come in my panties."

I closed my eyes as she said this. I couldn't believe what was happening, but my cock didn't let me think too much about it. I was experiencing such a forbidden thrill in both the panties and my mom stroking me. "Oh, mom, that's fabulous," I finally moaned.

"Mike, you have a wonderful body." She said as she began kissing my neck. "Let's have some fun." I turned my head to her and kissed her on the lips. Our tongues immediately reached out for each other and I pulled her to me. She moved a hand around to my panty-covered ass and I reached for her towel. It fell to the floor and I ran my hands all over her back, sides, ass and breasts.

She broke our kiss and said, "I want to taste that thing." She kissed her way down my body to my crotch. She kissed my cock in her panties and said, "These look cute on you," and she moved the panties to one side and pulled my cock out through a leg hole.


My cock sprang forward and she grabbed it in one hand and started feeding on it. She clearly liked sucking cocks and ran her tongue up and down each side of it. She stroked me with increasing speed and ran her head back and forth over my shaft. It was the most glorious blow job I had ever had. She ran one hand over my ass as the other pulled my cock in and out of her mouth. My hands rested on her hair as my orgasm built. I moaned out loud, "Mom, you're making me come." She increased her speed even more and I peaked in orgasm with a loud "Unnnnhhh," and she sucked and sucked and sucked every drop of my sperm.

I couldn't stand anymore and knelt down to kiss her. Her lips were full of saliva and sperm as she kissed me passionately on the bathroom floor. Sucking my cock had made her hot and I could tell she needed some release.

"Let's go to your bedroom," I said as I pulled her up. As I did, I finally had a full view of her naked body. Her tits were small and a little wrinkled, but the nipples were large and taut. Her pussy was neatly trimmed with only the smallest patch of hair above it.

"I'd better put this back," she said as she put my cock back inside her panties. "You look great in those," she added.

We walked to her bedroom with silent nervousness interrupted by a few giggles. "It's a good thing everyone else is so busy today," I said as we entered the master bedroom.

"Now, you just take a seat," she said, "and I will get a pair of panties too."

I did as she suggested and she went to where her clothes were. She found a silky red thong and held it up. "Hmm," I said as she slipped it on.

"I love the way these thongs feel in my ass," my mother said. I couldn't believe the way the day was going, but my cock was now in charge.



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I did as she suggested and she went to where her clothes were. She found a silky red thong and held it up. "Hmm," I said as she slipped it on.

"I love the way these thongs feel in my ass," my mother said. I couldn't believe the way the day was going, but my cock was now in charge.

She came over to the bed and lay down next to me. We started kissing again as my hands explored her ass. It was now my turn to kiss my way down her body and I moved down the bed until my face was in her crotch.

The panties she wore looked hot; the bright red contrasted with her white skin. I kissed around them on her thighs and lower stomach. She moaned in delight and her fresh panties were starting to show how wet she was.

I moved my hands behind to her ass and ran my fingers along the panties in her crack. "Pull on them," she said. "I love the pressure on my clit from these panties." I did as she said and she moaned accordingly.

I was ready to dig in to her pussy at this point. I slid the panties to one side and kissed her gently on her slit. My mom's pussy was softer than my girlfriend's, but she tasted sweet and her juices invited me in. I ran my tongue as far down toward her ass as I could and back up. She was lifting her ass off the bed to get more penetration from my tongue. I teased her with some more light licking and then began probing deeper with my tongue.

I moved my legs around toward her head as I ate her. She responded by stroking my cock in her panties and pulling it out again for more kisses.

Her breathing increased as I licked and stuck my tongue inside her. "Stick a finger in," she moaned. I stuck two fingers in her and she was off. "Oh, oh, oh, yeah. That's it. Eat my pussy," she squealed.

She took my head in one hand and pushed me into her. My nose jammed against my hand and my fingers went deeper. "Oh, oh, keep going." She yelled and then she let out a loud, "Yesssss," as she shuddered in her orgasm. I kept moving my tongue through her climax until she released pressure on my head.

I turned around as she recovered from her orgasm and lay next to her kissing her face lightly. "I hope you enjoyed that mom," I said quietly.

"Mmm-hmm," was all she could respond and we lay there quietly for a few minutes resting.

"Mike, that felt great," she finally spoke. "You really have some great oral skills."

"Thanks," I said.

"Now, I'm ready for more." She said with a smile as she repositioned herself. She grabbed my cock which was dangling out of one side of her panties and stroked it until it was standing up on its own. She straddled me, lined her pussy up with the tip of my cock, and slowly sat down on it. "Oh, yeaaah," she said.

We were both still wearing panties but we were completely connected. She moved slowly up and down my cock and I had my hands on her ass. I pulled on her thong with one hand to put pressure on her clit. We looked in each others eyes as we shared the intimate moment. "Mom, you're beautiful," I finally said.

"Thanks, dear. You have a wonderful cock by the way." It was a quiet, slow fuck, but it was still amazing to me that I was fucking my mom.

She kept moving up and down on my shaft and increased her pace. I could tell she was nearing another orgasm. Her eyes closed and she ground her pussy on my cock as I reached up to play with her small tits. She slid a hand into her panties and I saw her fingers playing with her clit as her thighs pumped her up and down.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh" she panted in quick short breaths. I thought she was about to come when she stopped and moved up off my cock.

"I'll be right back," she said with a pant, and she went to her suitcase again. She pulled out a tube of lubricant and returned to her straddling position. "I need something in my ass and I think your cock will be perfect."

She lubed her asshole and the tip of my shaft. She rubbed her asshole with her finger and then moved the tip of my cock in place. With a slow movement and a high pitched squeak, she sat down on my cock sending it deep in her ass.

I was in heaven. Her ass was so tight it was driving me nuts. Her rhythm began slow again, but she moaned at every movement. I thrust into her when she reached the bottom of my shaft. I was so close to coming now. "Unnhh, unnhh," she moaned up and down. "Your cock is perfect. I love having it in my ass." She ran her hands over my chest and stomach as she massaged her anus with my cock.

"I hope you like fucking your mother in the ass while wearing her panties," she teased.

"I do, mom, I do," I assured her and I was about to prove it to her with another load of sperm. I ran my hands over thighs and her ass and then to the front of her panties. "I love the feel of your panties."

She ran her fingers over the front of the panties I was wearing and then reached around to the back. She pulled on the panties and they slipped into my crack against my ass. "Do you like the feel of them in your ass?" she asked.

"Yes" I said quietly as I enjoyed the sensation of her silky panties and her silky ass at the same time.

"Good," she continued, "now fuck my ass hard." She increased her speed on my cock and I thrust harder into her. Her dirty talk was sending me over the edge and she started playing with her pussy again. "That's it son, fuck my ass," she yelled. "Fuck your mother, fuck me." With that I lost control and felt my come travel up and out of my cock as she pounded her ass against me.

"Unnh, yeahhh!" I yelled as I held her thighs against me. I felt her begin to shudder as I was holding her.

I reached a hand up and pinched one of her large nipples while I moved my hips as much as I could, and she screamed, "Yesss, fuck your motherrrrrrr." She fell on top of me out of breath and shaking from her orgasm. I could barely move as I was completely drained.

We fell asleep like that for what might have been half an hour. My cock was still in her ass when I awoke. We got up and took a shower together lathering soap on each other. We didn't have time for anything more before the rest of the group got back, and she said, "You'd better leave the panties with me otherwise your girlfriend will suspect something."

"Of course," I said and went to go get dressed in my room. "Maybe I'll talk to her about that," I said as I left.

"Let me know if you need any help explaining things to her." She said with a sly smile on her lovely face.


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Loving My Mom Pt. 01..any bro dont like this kind of story dont Zap me, just dont read it.

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I was sound asleep in bed when a loud noise woke me up. I switched on the bedside lamp and looked at the time. It was 3 in the morning. I kept listening and soon heard some more noises coming from the living room, so I got up and went to check it out. I was only wearing my jockeys but didn't think anything about it. After all, it was probably just Mom getting in drunk from the bar, and we lived alone.

I was right. When I got to the front room Mom was stumbling around and giggling. This didn't surprise me. Mom had been doing this a lot this past year, and I didn't know exactly what to do about it. It had been building for 7 years, which is how long my Dad had been gone. I was 11 when he died. As much as I missed him, I knew that Mom missed him even more. This was probably the reason she'd gotten so heavy into the booze the past year. She was having a lot of difficulty adjusting to his death.

My Mom was about the most beautiful and sexy looking woman I'd ever seen. I know, because of my Penthouse and Playboy collection, and I'd been spying on her since I first saw her naked accidentally when I was eight. Mom filled my fantasy world from that time onward, and that's a fact!

She was 5 feet 2 inches tall, weighed a perfect 110 pounds, had sultry blue eyes, full lips, and a figure so delectable it would make the Gods drool with lust. She measured 34 on top, had a 22 inch waist, and her hips were a 35. This last inch was because her butt was the most beautifully formed one in the world. At least in my opinion. Her hair was a lustrous auburn color, and her succulent pussy was covered by hair so dark it shined like something magic!

As I stood watching her from the hallway, she saw me and grinned and hiccupped, then giggled, "Hi there shun. Whas you doin' up?"

I had to grin back at her. She may have been drunk as a skunk, but she was still the prettiest woman I'd ever seen. "Well Mom," I answered her and chuckled, "I was in bed asleep, but, I heard these funny noises coming from the living room. I thought I'd better check them out. I'm glad you made it home okay."

Mom almost fell onto the floor as she started to sit on the couch, but thinking better of it, she began staggering toward me. "I guesh I gotta go, go potty. Will you, help me down, to the, the bathroom?"

"You bet!" I slipped an arm around her waist. "Here we go now." I held her tight against me as we stumbled toward the bathroom. When we got there I helped her to the sink so she'd have something to hold onto. I asked her, "Can you make it now Mom?"

"Shure, shure I can." Mom said indignantly, "I'm not sho, sho drunk, I can't find, the pot, potty, and my pushy too." She was giggling, and trying to pull her dress up at the same time as she wobbled toward the toilet. "I, I'm gonna be, fine now, shun. Thankyou for being, the per, perfect gen, gentleman!"

My face was flushed at the picture Mom made, but I nodded, and grinning, pulled the bathroom door behind me as I went back to my room. I figured Mom would be damned lucky if she even found the hole to pee in. Boy, was she ever loaded!

As I was waiting to drift off to sleep I heard the water running in the bathtub. "Well," I thought to myself, "if Mom don't fall asleep before she turns the water off, a hot bath just might do her some good." Then I heard the water being turned off, and I'd about dozed off again when I heard a loud thump from the bathroom. I jumped out of bed and hurried back in to see what happened. I didn't want Mom hurting herself, or maybe falling in the tub and drowning. I opened the door and saw a sight so glorious it almost stopped my heart. There was my Mom, half in and half out of the bathtub. She'd managed to get undressed, but when she'd attempted to climb into the tub, she'd slipped, and sat down on the floor with one leg inside and the other one out. She was facing me, and her beautiful black haired pussy was gapping open, and about to cause me to faint from my sudden lust and desire. "Are, are you all, alright Mom? You're not hurt are you?" She didn't look like she was, but I wanted to be sure.

She giggled up at me, "No, no shun, I'm okay, I think. I jush fall, fall down, and, go bump. Oops. Help, me up, alright?"

Sure Mom." I went to her and put a hand under each arm and lifted her to her feet. "Let me help you into the tub. You look like you could really enjoy it about now."

"Thankyou shun," Mom gave me one of her sweet smiles, "I think, you jush may, be right. I don't shmell too bad," she sniffed under her arm, "but I, shure do, need, to relax, in shum, shum warm, water, for, awhile."

I steadied her and helped her settle down into the hot steamy water. I grabbed her scented bathoil and poured a few caps in the water, and after stirring it a little, I grabbed a washrag, and bar of her favorite soap. "Here Mom." I held the rag and soap out to her, but her eyes were glazed looking and I don't think she saw me. "Well," I shrugged my shoulders with my heart beating a mile a minute and mumbled, "looks like I'll have to do it myself."

My Mom was so beautiful and gorgeous, I didn't really consider what I was about to do as a chore. In fact, my breath was coming in short gasps as I knelt down and began soaping the washrag up. I was going to bathe my Mom, all over.

I began with her left foot first. It was the furthest one from me, so I wanted to do it first and wash that entire leg. I washed her foot carefully and worked my way up as far as I could reach without making her move. Then I rinced all the soap from the washrag, and used it to rinse her leg off. I started on the leg closest to me and did it the same way.

I'd inched my way closer to Mom's body as I worked my way up her legs. Now I was even with her body. I soaped up the rag and began washing Mom's face, being extra careful around her eyes, nose and mouth. I quickly wiped it off with the rag after I'd rinsed the soap out, and reached for a handy face towel and dried her face.

I soaped the rag and began washing her lovely neck, but I got so frustrated with it, I finally dropped the rag and soaped my hands up and used them instead. I think this is when things began getting out of hand for me.

About the time my hand came into contact with Mom's warm silky skin, my cock began jumping and twitching like something possessed. I rinsed her neck off, and still using my hands, began soaping her arms one at a time.

I couldn't keep from feeling how smooth and warm her shoulders and arms were as I washed them. I rinsed her shoulders and arms off, then began on her front, starting just above her perfectly formed breasts. By this time my breath was gasping out like I'd just finished running a 10 mile marathon! I also had the prize boner of all hard-ons. My jockeys were bulging out and jumping in front like a camel jocky's tent blowing in a sand storm! I knew what I had to do though, and went on, gently washing my Mom's luscious breasts one by one, then I rinsed them off, caressing them with my hot hands.

Now I started working my way down her front, rubbing all over her stomach and belly, getting it soapy first, then using my finger nails to lightly scratch her front all over. I could tell by the way Mom was moaning that she liked what I was doing, and to tell the truth, I was enjoying it a whole lot too!

I rinsed her front off, then soaping my hand I moved it between her legs and let my fingers begin soaping her pussy hair. Boy. Talk about a hard on. I glanced down and saw my cock's movement inside my jockey shorts. It was jerking and jumping and twitching like something gone completely crazy.

Mom was smiling now and moaning even more. With her eyes half closed, she opened her lovely legs more, and my hand and fingers slid over her pussy and into her partially opened slit. My heart almost stopped again as I moved my fingers into her silky dark pussy hair and into her warm pussy. My mind was inflamed by now, and I reasoned with myself that it wouldn't do any harm, so I pulled my jockeys down with my right hand and began jacking off, while my fingers moved all over and inside Mom's hot pussy. Just as I slipped a finger inside Mom's tight pussy hole, my cock began jerking and shooting cum all over the side of the bathtub.


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Now along with Mom's unconscious moaning, I was doing some very real conscious heavy breathing, and moaning of my own! My finger was sliding inside Mom's pussy with some speed, and going deep, and my cock was still squirting my hot cum all over the damned tub. Talk about gasping and feeling good, I felt like I'd just visited a little bit of Heaven itself! My climax finally ended, but it took a little longer to get my breathing most of the way back to normal.

I finally, and most reluctantly, rinsed Mom's pussy off. I made up my mind though, that I was going to do some things to Mom that I'd been fantasizing about all my life!

Chapter 2.

I got Mom's attention. "Okay Mom. If you'll get onto your hands and knees, I'll wash your hair and back now."

Mom still smiled a little dazedly as she was still a little drunk. "O, okay Shun. You gonna have to, hel, help your old Mom, out a little though. I don't, think I can, make it on my own." She hiccupped, and gave me another of her beautiful smiles.

"I will Mom," I smiled. "Here, let me help you up." I helped her get on her knees and she bent forward and rested on her hands.

"Huh, hows this?" I heard her slightly altered voice from the echoed. "Will, thish do?"

I was mesmerized with Mom's sexy loveliness. God. She was so fucking beautiful. I cleared my throat, "Uh, yes Mom, you're, perfect."

I quickly pulled my jockeys back up and moved down to where her head was. Taking her favorite shampoo, I quickly wet her head and poured some on her hair, and began working it in slowly, using my fingers to give her head a good sensuous scratching at the same time.

"Oo, umm, that, feels so good, Baby," Lucille was really enjoying the way her son was shampooing her hair. He was using his fingers and making it feel so good she began humming unconsciously from the pleasure he was giving her.

After washing her hair good, I got a glass and rinsed it off carefully, so I wouldn't get soap in her eyes. Then I got a small towel and dried it, and wrapped it up.

I wet her back down with warm bath water, then I rubbed her back thoroughly with her sweet smelling bar of soap. After getting her warm and silky smooth back soaped down good, I began rubbing her back all over with my hands. She was wet, warm and slippery as a baby seal, when I began scratching her back with my fingernails to do what a washrag usually does, Mom began moaning again. I worked my fingers slowly all over her back from her neck clean down to her tiny waist.

"Umm, Baby. Oo, you, you're making, me, feel so, so, so good, and relaxed." Lucille was almost in a trance like state now. Her son was making her feel better than she'd felt in a long long time, and she was going to enjoy every minute. "Oh, Baby." She sighed again, "So, so, good."

I picked up the glass and began rinsing Mom's lovely back off, rubbing the skin as I poured the warm water on her. I'd worked my way down and was facing what had my mouth dry and my cock jumping and twitching in my underpants again. I'd gotten to Mom's absolutely fabulous, and perfectly formed succulent meaty bottom. "Man oh man!" I thought as I began rubbing her scrumptious looking ass cheeks with the bar of soap, "I have to be dreaming. Ain't nobody can be this lucky!" But I wasn't dreaming, and I was in Heaven! Mom was on her hands and knees, letting me soap her scrumptious naked butt down with my bare hand. "Pure Heaven, and that was a glorious fact!"

I began rubbing the soap in like I did on her back, and then I started with my fingernails. I worked real slow and gentle, over every fraction of an inch of each of her deliciously warm bottom cheeks, feeling an erotic arousel that almost stopped my heart again.

Lucille was in a daze. She knew where she was, and she knew what Johnny was doing. Right now he was washing her bottom, and it felt so good she couldn't hardly stand it. She knew it was wrong, but right now she just didn't care. It felt too good. As she felt his fingers begin working into her crack, she arched her back and settled down more comfortably. She felt more pleasure now than she'd felt in a long long time.

I soaped her lovely ass cheeks up real good, then gave them a gentle scratching while listening to Mom's low contented moaning. She seemed to be really enjoying the bath I was giving her, and truth to tell, I know I was enjoying it even more than she was.

I rubbed the bar of sweet smelling soap inside the length of Mom's succulent crack slowly, then began working my fingers inside. I moved slowly, and scratched gently on every part of the skin in there, til I got to her asshole. I was trembling so much I thought my heart would burst

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Chapter 3.

Man was I sweating. The bathroom was full of steam, Mom's skin was glowing with her perspiration, and my cock was twitching and jumping with wild motion. I ran the bar of soap inside Mom's delectable and succulent crack again, then with trembling fingers, I rubbed up and down in the crevice of her gorgeous ass. Mom didn't seem to mind much, or be paying any attention to what I was doing. I put one of my fingers against her soapy pucker hole, and slowly pushed it inside til it was in all the way. I began sliding it slowly in and out, my mouth at first dry with the erotic feeling my finger was sending to my inflamed brain, and then my mouth began watering like Niagra Falls.

"Oh, Mom," I breathed to myself, "oo, you feel so, so fuck, fucking good." As I slid my finger almost all the way out, I eased the finger next to it inside her hot, tightly squeezing rectum opening too. My breath was coming in short rasping gasps, and my cock felt like it would explode any second.

Lucille was feeling like she'd never felt before. She was completely aware of what her son was doing, and she liked it. As she felt him slide his second finger inside her rectum opening, she slowly eased her body back against it. She was impaling herself on her son's long fingers, and it felt so strange, so good, she thought she was about to have an orgasm.

"Umm umm, that feels, feels good Baby." Lucille was mumbling low, talking to herself unconsciously. She didn't think Johnny heard her, but he did.

I worked my sliding fingers a little faster. I just couldn't help myself. I'd just heard what Mom was mumbling. I knew she was talking to herself, but I got the message loud and clear just the same, and it almost caused me to explode another hot gob of cum right in my underpants just from hearing her. And feeling the pressure of her pressing back against my probing fingers was about to make me lose my mind! I began sliding them in faster, pushing them in as far as I could go. I was fingerfucking my Mom's scrumptious tight asshole, and about to lose my mind from the erotic pleasure and thrill of it!

I almost lost it when Mom began jerking her hips with small spasmatic movements. "Holy fucking Christ." I thought as I kept pushing my fingers in and out as fast and smooth as I could. "Damn," I thought, "Mom's cumming!" I kept moving my fingers with a steady rhythm, until I felt her clinching spincter muscle begin slowing down into a regular squeezing movement. I slowed down then, and slowly, with a great deal of reluctance, pulled my fingers from her pinkish and inflamed looking rectum opening. I wanted to plunge them back inside so badly, and I wanted to fasten my mouth to it and tongue-fuck it too, and I wanted to shove my cock in there and cum and cum and cum!

My heart, as well as my swollen cock was jumping crazily. I knew that if I didn't finish with her bath pretty quickly, I'd not be doing what I wanted to later, so I began rinsing her hot and silky backside off with the still steaming bathwater.

"Okay, Mom," I was gasping from my growing lustful thoughts. "Let, let me help you, out of, the tub, alright? I need to, dry you off."

Lucille settled back on her haunches, looked up at her nervous but excited son and smiled, "Okay Johnny. Help, your old Mom up now." She reached her hand out so her son could help her stand up. She was almost sober now. Still she thought to herself, "I think I know what Johnny wants. I think I want it too!"

I helped Mom to her feet and out of the tub. "Okay, Mom. Stand right here and let, me dry, you off, alright?"

She smiled at me and nodded as she followed my instructions, and I reached for the big fluffy towel, and began drying the upper part of her body first. I dried her carefully, beginning with her lovely shoulders and working my way down each arm, then I moved back to her succulent breasts. Mom stood there so docilly, I got a little bit carried away. I couldn't help myself. Before I knew quite what I was going to do, I'd leaned forward and took the nipple of one of her perfect breasts in my mouth and began sucking on it. Mom just stood there like nothing was happening, and I sucked on the one, then moved over to her other tit and gave it a good sucking too.

Lucille was shocked at first, but she didn't know exactly why. After what Johnny had done to her in the bathtub. Playing with her pussy first til her nerves were tingling so much she almost lost her mind, then using his fingers inside her rectum like he had done, and actually making her have an orgasm! Her boy was full of surprises, and she smiled to herself, "So far I'm enjoying the Hell out of them too."

Reluctantly I pulled away from Mom's sweet tasting hard nipples. I knelt in front of her and began drying her lovely legs one at a time, right up to her delicious looking pussy. When I got to her dark thatch of curly silky hair, my hands began trembling, and my mouth began watering like a spikot had been turned on. "God," my mind was so jumpbled, I couldn't think straight. I knew one thing though. I told myself, "I'm gonna eat that luscious pussy til Mom cums so much she begs me to stop."

I wrapped part of the towel around my hand, and sliding it between Mom's legs, I gently dried her off. I leaned forward again and this time I pressed my face into her bush, inhaling the delicious odor of her heated womanly sex.

"Oh yes! Mom! You smell, absolutely, scrumptious! Good enough to eat!" My voice was muffled in her silky bush, but I think she heard me anyways. I planned on doing just that thing, licking, sucking and eating her pussy, and pretty quick too if I had anything to say about it.

Lucille was mesmerized by what was happening. Her son had just sucked her titties in such a way as to make her legs grow weak from the sudden pleasure, and now, she gasped to herself, "I feel his hot breath filling my pussy with such glorious hot air, my pussy's beginning to tingle, and getting wetter than it was before he dried me off." She reached a hand down and caressed the back of Johnny's neck while he had his face pressed into her pussy. "Oh Baby," she breathed softly, "that feels so, so nice."

I inhaled Mom's warm musky woman scent coming from her sweet pussy. I almost passed out with sudden desire. "Oh Mom." My hot breath ruffled her pussy hair as I croaked out, "Oh, you, you smell so, so, delicious. Turn, turn around now Mom. I gotta dry, dry your back, then, I'll help, you to bed." My mind felt like it was about to ignite into red hot flames, and I wanted it to, but not yet! I held my hands on her hips as she slowly turned around. The heat and silky smoothness of her lovely skin caused my hard cock to tingle with growing anticipation. Then, "Oh God." Mom's absolutely perfect naked ass came into view, and I almost started cumming just from being so close to it. I quickly dried her back and legs, then her sweet and warm ass cheeks. I pulled her ass cheeks apart, and pressed my face inside them enough to use my tongue to lick up the moisture there, and oh boy. It tasted like a little bit of Heaven to me. Then I found her Rose-Bud opening, and fastened my mouth over it. I began licking over the tight crinkled hole, then pressed my tongue against the center of it, until it gave in, and my tongue slid inside.

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Lucille sucked her breath in sharply as she felt what Johnny was doing. This was something new to her. No one had ever used her anus for anything like this before, and she didn't even know it could cause such pleasure. "Oo, Johnny Johnny. What, what are, you, doing? That, that feels so, so, so strange, so wonderful." Lucille couldn't help herself. She gave an unconscious groan of pleasure and leaned forward a little to give her son easier access to her anal opening.

I worked my tongue inside as far as I could get it, then licked around, caressing the inside silky smooth lining of her hot tight hole. I began sliding my tongue in and out, licking her opening with every stroke of my quivering tongue, my heart jumping like a trip hammer and my breath coming in gasps of pure ecstasy. I was eating my Mom's tight sweet asshole, and she was enjoying it. I was in Heaven at last!

Lucille was grunting with pleasure now. Her boy was sliding his hot tongue in and out of her anus, and it was sending jolts of electricity straight to her inflamed brain. "Oo, John, Johnny. Umm, umm, that feels, so, so good. Don't, don't stop. Please, don't stop, Honey. Please?" She didn't believe it, but yes, it was happening again! She could feel her climax explode, and her hot and wet pussy begin it's spasming twitches. "Oh God. I'm cumming. Oo yes, cumming cumming cumming. Oh Lordy. Aiee, aiee aiee aiee." Lucille had to reach out and catch herself against the towel rack to keep from falling. Her legs were so weak she could hardly stand.

My arms were wrapped around Mom's silky warm waist. I could feel her spincter muscle clinching and releasing, then clinching again. I knew she was having one Hell of a cum and I almost came myself just from knowing it. My cock was just like a piece of solid tempered steel, except for it's spasmodic jerking. I felt Mom go limp and if I'd not had a good hold on her, I think she would have slid down to the floor. I licked the inside of each delicious cheek of her succulent ass crack, then reluctantly stood back up.

"Come on, Mom," I was gasping too. "Lets, get you, to bed."

I helped get her turned around, and steadying her with my arm around her naked warm body, I began moving her down the hallway, and into her bedroom.

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We entered Mom's bedroom and I got her to the bed. She stretched out on her stomach and I sat down beside her. There was no doubt what I wanted to do. I just had to do it the right way, and I would. I knew how much Mom liked getting her back rubbed, so that's how I began.

"How about a rubdown Mom? You look like you could really use one!" I grinned because I was pretty sure Mom would go along with my plans. "I'll help you dress later, but what you need now is a real good massage."

Lucille allowed her son to lift her legs onto the bed and turn her onto her stomach, then sighed with satisfaction when she heard Johnny suggest the back rub. When he climbed on the bed and straddled her legs, she relaxed, anticipating the night ahead. She felt him straddle her legs and begin working his fingers gently into the muscles of her shoulders and neck, and moaned softly with pleasure.

As I worked Mom's neck muscles, I was very conscious of my Tingling rock hard cock bumping up against Mom's warm and curvacious and bewitching bare bottom. Every time I leaned forward my cock's head pressed into Mom's succulent crack. I still had my jockey's on, but it didn't seem to be helping very much!

The gentle touch of my stone hard and twitching cock against Mom's delectable bare bottom was driving me crazy, but at the same time, I was feeling so good I felt like I might just faint from pleasure.

I started going slowly down Mom's back, kneading Mom's silky smooth warm skin with my hands and fingers until I got to the small of Mom's back.

I skipped Mom's succulent bottom and moved all the way down to her feet and began working my way back up, one perfectly-formed beautiful leg at a time, til finally, I found myself once more beneath that delectable naked bottom. Just below where I'd stopped off when I'd been working my way down from Mom's shoulders earlier.

I began slowly and tenderly kneading Mom's warm naked cheeks, almost driving myself crazy from the silky and firm meaty feel of them. I kneaded each cheek as tenderly as I could! It felt so sensuous to me, and so sexually erotic, I broke out in a sweat just from my hand's loving caresses and gentle squeezes. Mom's ass felt so good I felt like I'd catch fire just from the pleasure of touching her so intimately.

I worked my way toward the beautiful secretive cleft dividing Mom's Cheeks, and began kneading and spreading them as I worked my way down from the small of her back and to the fulfillment of my wildest desires!

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When I got near the bottom I got my first clear sight of Mom's Delicious scrumptious rectum-opening, and it was much too much for me to take. I growled low in my throat, pulled her delectible ass cheeks apart, and before I quite knew what was happening, I'd leaned forward and fastened my mouth over her asshole. I sighed with a sweet and euphoric contentment I'd never felt before in my entire life!

Lucille was relaxed, and didn't notice at first what was happening. It took her a minute to figure out what Johnny was doing, and by that time she was completely lost. She began to try anyways. "Oo, Johnny? What, what, are you, you, you doing? That's, that's, not right, oo, aiee!" This last sentence was a wail of intense animal pleasure, as she gave into the unexpected rush of intense pleasure, and began grinding her hips in a circular motion, losing herself completely to the erotic sensation of her son's mouth sucking on her asshole, while sliding his tongue in and out. It felt so hot and slippery to her, it started her juices flowing copiously from her hot, and suddenly tingling pussy. What Johnny was doing to her was causing a mounting excitement that had her pussy suddenly over-heated, and a sodden sopping wet mess.

I might have listened to Mom's first plees, if I'd heard them, but it was doubtful. Fortunately for the both of us, I didn't have to really make that decision. I was so far gone with what I was doing, all I could hear was a roaring and buzzing in my head. My pulse was beating like a jackhammer. I heard Mom's wails turn into grunts of joyful intense pleasure, and it made me feel so good I could hardly stand it. I'd always loved Mom and now my fantasy was coming true. Now I could give Mom some real sexual pleasure, and get some for myself too!

I growled and moaned as I sucked and licked Mom's scrumptious and tasty rectum opening. I could just vaguely hear Mom's cries and grunts of pleasure over the roaring in my head. I plunged my hot wet tongue inside Mom's opening, faster and faster with my heart beating like a trip-hammer, thrilling to Mom's joyful squeals and quick little grunts of intense erotic, mindless pleasure, I felt Mom begin cumming, over and over, with spasm after spasm, filling my greedy mouth with her warm sweet tasting cum juice.

Lucille's brain was overloading with flashing sparks of erotic orgasms. "Oo, oo oo! Good! Oo oo! Suck, my, ass, Honey Baby! Eat, my, ass, Johnny! Suck, me, raw!" She was slinging her head from side to side with the joys of continuous orgasm after orgasm, coming, one right after the other, like 1 2 3. Unconsciously she raised her bottom up, and reached both her hands behind her to pull her cheeks even further apart, so her son could stick his ravenous tongue even deeper inside her spasming hole.

I was sucking with a fervor I didn't know I had in me. I'd managed to get Mom's entire hole opening inside my mouth, and I was sucking like I hoped to draw water from a thousand foot well! When my Mom finally collapsed from her multiple orgasms, I pulled my mouth slowly off Mom's scrumptious and delicious asshole, giving several wet slurping licks and deep thrusts with my still tingling hot tongue. I eyed Mom's swollen and puffy looking dark rectum opening. It was so lovely and delicious looking, I felt tears of joy forming in my eyes. My cock was hot and hard now, jumping and twitching. I couldn't help myself. I quickly jerked my jockeys off, and freed my jumping cock. I crawled up between Mom's legs til my hard cock was pressing inside Mom's soft and silky warm crack. I pulled Mom's cheeks apart and put the head of my burning cock against Mom's spincter muscle, and slowly pushed my cock past the ringed opening, and inside. I felt her warm moistness and tightly clutching muscle squeezing me, as I slid inside all the way. When my Mom's rectum started spasming and squeezing my inflamed cock in its hot and moist seductive way, my cock immediately exploded with burst after squirting burst of my splashing hot cum deep inside.

"Oh! Oh! Oh God Mom! I love you I love you!" I couldn't have moved if my life depended on it. I felt so warm and good. My cock felt like it was wrapped up inside Heaven itself. I felt the warm heat and moistness caress and squeeze my tingling cock every time Mom's intestine spasmed. This caused my cock to jump uncontrollably with intense pleasure, as her moist warm bowels enclosed, and squeezed my cock, I felt it milking every drop of cum out.

"Oo, Johnny!" Lucille moaned as she lay beneath him, loving his weight and hot body pressing down on her back. "You feel, so, so, good Son!" Lucille squeezed her rectum muscle, and giggled lasciviously when her son moaned with delicious pleasure. "You're, not done, already, are you?"

Chapter 6.

I slipped my arms around Mom and cupped her breasts. I began fondling her erect hard nipples, rolling them tenderly between my fingers. "No, Mom, I'm not, nearly, done yet! My cock's still, hard, as a rock! Can't, you feel, it, jumping, inside you?"

Lucille giggled happily and squeezed her rectum muscles once more, just to hear him groan with pleasure again! "Is that, what, I'm feeling? My, but it does feel, a little hard, hot, and somewhat agitated! Hadn't you better, do something, about that?"

I grinned mischieviously at Mom's delicious back. I kept on licking and sucking on her skin. I began slowly pulling my hot cock out of Mom's hot moist asshole. I trailed my hot wet tongue all the way down to Mom's waiting, incredible crack, and hidden scrumptious asshole.

"Oh Baby! wuh, why'd you do that?" Lucille was feeling like she'd just been emptied out, and didn't much like the feeling, but she started gasping when she felt Johnny's fingers begin working inside her hot dripping pussy, while his lips licked down her spine and began working her inflamed, tender and tingling rectum-hole over again, sucking and licking, sticking his hot and wet slippery tongue once more inside her overheated anus.

As I licked down Mom's wet salty tasting back, I slid my arms down and found Mom's sex and began playing with it, running my fingers inside and searching for Mom's sensitive joy butten. I found it and began rubbing it with my finger. I reached with my other hand and began sliding my fingers in and out and around Mom's sopping hot slick pussy. I slid down and rested my face inside Mom's lusciously delicious, steamy crack. I opened my mouth and began licking at her puffy, red, and inflamed looking asshole, taking erotic pleasure in sucking the swollen skin all around the partly open hole. I made it even darker red just by sucking on it. I fastened my mouth around the partly open hole and tongued it til Mom began moaning again from the erotic pleasure she was feeling, then I began licking as much of the inside skin as I could reach. with my craving, quivering, slippery tongue, I went wild with a need I couldn't begin to understand.

Oo! Oo! Oo Baby! Oo!" His licking tongue and sucking mouth made Lucille think her son was trying to suck her insides right out! It felt so damned good, she arched her back and reached back with her hands to pull her tingling cheeks even further apart! She wanted him to lick, eat, and suck forever, if he wanted to! "Do, do it Honey! Oh yes Baby! Do it more! More! More! Eat, my, Asshole, good!"

Lucille was grinding her hips madly, and humping back too. She didn't know quite what to do to make it feel better, but she knew she wanted to! Finally she cried out, "Now Baby! Fuck, me, sweet, Baby! Fuck, me, Johnny! Oh, fuck me, raw! Shove that hot, hard, cock, in, my, hot, hot, asshole, right, now! Now now now! Do it now! Oh please sweet Jesus Baby!"

Lucille was delirious from the explosions of multiple orgasms, and she was wanting her son's hot hard jumping cock all the way inside her inflamed, overheated tingling asshole.

I slid back up onto Mom's warm swetty back, and lining up my throbbing cock, I put the head right up against Mom's hot yummy rectum opening. I felt a magic explosion of purest ecstacy as the tip of my sensitive cock first touched the silky, hot and moist skin of the hole. I pushed it inside with a low cry of, "Oh God! I love you Mom! You feel, so, so, wonderful! I wanna, fuck, you, forever, and forever! Oh God Mom! Fuck, fuck, fuck fuck! Sweet Jesus! Sweet fucking Mama! I, wanna, fuck, fuck you forever, Oo, Mama, oh yes! Yes yes yes!"

I was fucking Mom's sweet delicious, and tight asshole, as hard and fast and deep as I could without pulling out.

Lucille groaned with ecstatic pleasure and wiggled her bottom, grinding her wet pussy into the bed.

"Oh Johnny Honey! Fuck me! Oh yes, fuck my, ass good! Ream, me Baby, ream me good! Fuck, my asshole, good! Fuck me raw! Fuck Me fuck me, fuck me John, Johnee! Aiee! Aiee, oh my God aiee!"

Lucille was squealing her pleasure to the world, and Johnny was in seventh Heaven!

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All too soon Johnny felt his climax coming to a head! He just managed to pull his Mom's hot cheeks apart and shove himself in all the way to his pelvis, before he exploded deep inside his Mom's moist bowels, with spray after spray of hot steamy cum! His cock was buried inside as far as he could put it, and he almost fainted from the intense joy and erotic pleasure it gave him, His cock was jumping around, and jerked with each hot burst of his creamy burning cum.

Lucille was blushing a bright pink, and her head was rolling from side to side with ecstatic moans, and she was grunting, groaning, and crying out with every orgasmic bolt of joy.

"Oh! Oo! Oh! Oo! Fuck me! Fuck me Baby!" Lucille was half delirious with pleasure. "Fuck me good! Oh yes Oh fuck, my, hot, sweet, burning ass! Fuck, it, raw! Oh fuck it, fuck me, fuck, shit fuck! Shit fuck! Oo, oh Baby! Aiee, Aiee!"

Lucille was totally out of control now. All she could think of was /Johnny's hot and hard cock inside her ass. She felt each burning squirt of hot, searing cum, as it splashed inside her, making her bowels feel like molton lava was splashing deep inside them! It felt so erotic, and delicious to her, she began wailing in wild, exhilerating joyful screams.

Johnny just laid there, his heart beating madly, and his cock jumping to his heartbeat.

His Mom was laying still now, groaning a little, and slowly moving her hips unconsciously.

Johnny slipped out of his Mom's tight squeezing spincter, and slid down. He pulled her flushed sweaty cheeks apart, and started kissing his Mom's lovely inflamed asshole! It felt so good to his Tongue, licking her moist hot sweet-tasting skin.

Chapter 7. Johnny was thinking of Mom's other place. He was lusting and craving his Mom's hot juicy pussy now.

"Turn, turn over Mom. Please turn over." His voice was hoarse, but steady. "I wanna eat, you now, Mom! I wanna, lick you, and taste your beautiful, delicious, pussy! Please let me! Please, turn over, pretty please?"

Lucille stirred a little, then groaned. "Don't know if I, can! Turn over. That is, will you, help me Honey?"

Johnny couldn't help but giggle with sudden relief! "Yes, oh yes Mom! I will! I'll help you!" Matching his words with action, he helped with trembling hands.

"Thank you Mom! Oh Thank you so very much Mom!" Johnny was gushing, but he couldn't help it. "I love you, I love you Mom, I love you!"

Johnny began licking and sucking the insides of his Mom's legs from her knees upward. He took his time licking and sucking, reveling in Mom's delicious tasting skin, sucking with wild abandon, as he licked his way up towards her lovely pussy, waiting so patiently and wetly, in its growth of tightly curled sopping wet hair. "Oh my God! Honey!" Lucille sucked her breath in sharply, as her son nuzzled into her wet pussy. She felt his lips and mouth actually sucking the juice right out of her pussy's hair. She moaned at the erotic feeling she felt.

"Eat it, Baby!" Lucille moaned wildly, "Suck my, juice Baby, suck it, all up! Oh, yes, fuck oh suck, me Johnny! Fuck oh suck me, yes God, suck suck! Sweet, fucking suck suck suck, suck me raw!" Lucille was grinding her burning, sopping pussy against her son's face, and fucking it with her feverishly grinding groin.

Johnny was sucking the wetness right out of his Mom's pussy's hair. He took one mouthful of her hair inside his mouth and sucked greedily, til her glorious taste was gone, then he shifted his head enough to suck another mouthful of his Mom's wet pussy's hair inside his mouth, and suck the pussy sweet creamy juice out and swallow it! He couldn't seem to get enough.

"God! Mom!" Johnny gasped, "You, taste so, fucking, good! I love your taste Mom!"

Johnny nuzzled his way into his Mom's partly open pussy, and thought he'd reached Heaven for sure. He reached up and spread her pussy's lips open wider, and exposed its tender pink moistness to his feverishly feeding eyes, mouth, and tongue. He pushed his face right up to Mom's creamy warm wet heat, inhaling her womanly aroused sex scent.

"Oo, Mom!" Johnny was breathing hard, "You smell, as nice, as you taste! I love you Mom! I'm gonna, suck your, glorious, sweet-tasting, succulant pussy, til you, beg, for, mercy!"

With that, Johnny began licking and sucking. He worked his way over every tiny piece of his Mom's moist pink pussy's skin. He worked his lips slowly to her clitorus. When he got there, Johnny licked it thoroughly from top to bottom and back again! Then he sucked it greedily into his mouth and began probing and licking her delicious pee hole. He sucked her clit til he had it puffed up and looking inflamed. Then he worked his way back down to her sopping pussy's hole. He rubbed his lips all over her succulent wet hole, til he couldn't stand it any longer. Johnny fastened his mouth to Mom's pussy-hole, completely covering it. Then he began sucking, using his tongue to slurp her sweet tasting nectar-juice from its hiding place, He sucked and slurped and swallowed every drop of her slick, white, creamy juice.

"Oh, Honey Oh, Baby! You are, driving, me mad! I love, what, you, are, doing!" Lucille was lost again in her orgasms. Her breath was coming in such short gasps it hurt her to talk, but she went on anyways. "Do it, Honey! Eat my pussy! Eat it, eat it, eat it raw! Oh God! Suck me raw! Please, don't stop, Honey, don't stop, please Don't stop! Oo, aiee! Oh, God!" Lucille was squealing and mewling now from an overabundance of multiple orgasms, her heart and loins were pulsing like one or the other was about to explode.

"Suck me Baby! Suck, my pussy! Suck it, suck it, oh fuck, fuck fuck!" She loved it! She loved it loved it loved it! She loved her son eating her hot steaming pussy! Chapter 8.

Lucille was going out of her mind. She suddenly needed Johnny to fuck her. She wanted his hot and hard cock inside her tingling pussy right now. "Fuck me Baby! Fuck me Honey! Fuck my pussy! Fuck me, Oh yes Johnny! fuck my pussy! Shove, your hard hot cock, inside, my burning, wet pussy! Fuck, pleaze Honey! Oh, prettee pleaze!

Johnny slid up on his Mom's wet warm glistening belly, and just as he reached her gasping lips, he felt his tingling cock touch his Mom's warm and wet pussy's lips and slide between them and brush against her hole's opening. He pushed it in real slow, letting his mind feel the hot pussy engulfing and surrounding his cock, as it slid inside all the way.



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Ah, yes! Like that! Oo, you, feel so, hot!" Lucille began thrusting and grinding her sopping wet hot pussy against Johnny's thrusting groin, helping her pussy suck at his penis like a sucking mouth.

Johnny was delirious with happiness! His tingling cock was sliding in and fucking such a heated sweetness, he knew he'd lose his mind if he wasn't careful.

When he heard his Mom's words, he almost came just from The words flowing out of her gasping lips, her lusting cries and importunings. He wanted to fuck her and never stop. Lordy, how he wanted to keep fucking her! He wanted to fuck and fuck and fuck her forever and ever!

Johnny started sucking and licking the lovely breasts he'd longed for all his life. He licked each nipple til the bud popped up, then licked and sucked each hard tasty bud, rolling them with his slick tongue, really giving Mom's erect nipples a work out, sucking her delicious taste right off her hard swollen buds, and fucking her like a slow moving snail, easing his burning hard cock inside her as deep as he could go.

Johnny felt like he'd just reached Heaven's open portals! He moved his hips slowly at first, thrilling to the smoothness, heat, and wetness of his Mom's lovely and over-heated pussy's hole. He so loved the erotic feeling of his cock sliding in and out, and feeling like it was sliding in and out of Heaven itself. Johnny wished he had 10 more inches of cock, and 20 more inches of tongue, just so he could go even deeper inside all his Mom's delicious holes.

Johnny was so hot right now, he wished his Mom had to pee just so he could drink her hot urine straight from her clit, right from her body. Johnny felt like he could suck the shit right out of her poophole, and die happy from the experience. God only knew how much he loved his Mom. Johnny knew he could die for her, if he ever had to.

Lucille was about to go crazy herself. Her son was just about to make her that way. She thought he must be trying to make her whole body ignite into white hot flames of orgasmic delight. What he was doing felt so wonderful she wanted to scream! "Oh, Johnny! Oh, Baby! Oo, fuck me, Honey, fuck, me! Oo, fuck me fuck me fuck me! Oh Sweet, Sweet Jesus, I'm cumming, oo, Oh fuck me, I'm cumming cumming cumming, cum - ing! aiee, aiee!" Her pussy and belly were feeling like the burning flames of Hell were setting them on fire! She'd never felt so gloriously hot and alive before. It was so, so, so, fucking good!

"Oh, yes Baby! Fuck me Johnny, oh, Christ yes! Oo, fuck fuck fuck, me, good! You feel, so, fucking good!" Lucille was wailing and gasping for air, her erotic senses exploding like wildfire inside her squirming belly, inflamed mind and overworked feverish brain. She rolled her head and pulled at her son's ass, trying to get him to stick his cock in deeper and faster and harder.

"Oh fuck! Oh fuck fuck fuck! Fuck, me hard! Harder harder harder! Oo, yes! Yes yes Baby! Fuck me please, please!Oh God yes!" Lucille's climaxes were coming so fast, all she could do was lay there and grunt with total joy and ecstasy, and grind and hump her groin with as much enthusiasm as her tired and suddenly weak body could manage. She was oh, so, tired, but oh, so, happy with her son. He was certainly a good, good boy and she loved him more than ever.

Lucille managed to get her warm tired legs up around Johnny's pumping hips, and slid them up even higher on his back, opening herself up even more, allowing him to push his hot spurting cock even deeper inside her burning love-hole. She wished he had another foot just so she could get even more of him deep inside her. The image in her fractured mind of his cock sliding inside her pussy, pushed her into another series of multiple orgasms.

"Oh God! Oh, God no! Not again! Oo, aiee! Sweet Jesus! Johnny, fuck fuck fuck!" Every word came out in short breathy gasps, as she tried to pull her son's body even closer to her with her arms and straining legs.

Johnny was almost delirious with the sexual happiness he was feeling. He felt like he could fuck forever if his Mom would let him. The way she talked to him, and held him so tight to her, almost drove him wild with lust and desire, but when she wrapped her legs around him and slid them up to his ass and began squeezing, pulling him inside her even more deeply than he imagined he could go, it pushed him right over the edge. He shouted with pleasure as his cock began shooting great bursts of his hot cum deep inside her belly, exploding time and time again with great shocks of spurting cum, making his cock jump and jerk like it had a mind of its own.

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"Oh, oh, Mom! I'm cumming, oh boy, cumming oh fuck fuck fuck!" Johnny pressed his cock inside as far as he could get it, and moaned as he felt each continuous burst of squirting cum splashing deep inside his Mom's warm pussy.

Lucille felt like she was burning up inside. She felt the first jumping spurt of her son's hot and burning cum splash deep inside her womb, and cried out with the joy and pleasure of her son's white-hot liquid. It felt like it would burn a hole clean through her. It felt to her fevered mind like moltan lava, and she loved it! Loved it loved it loved it!

"Oh, yes! Oo, fuck me Johnny! Fuck me! Fuck me, oo Lordy, fuck me good! Aiee aiee! I'm cum cumming, a again!" Her mind completely shut down every single thought, except the wondrous erotic feeling, and exotic explosions of her climaxes, making her pussy sopping wet with cum again, her pussy feeling like it would burst into sudden flame from the Heavenly feeling between her legs. She knew she loved her son with all her heart.

Lucille felt all his cock buried inside her tingling pussy. Truly she did. She wanted him to fuck her forever, if he could. Forever and ever!

Lucille mewled and gasped with pure joy and happiness, as she felt his hot creamy cum splashing deep inside her pussy, feeling oh, so, so, nice and warm to her.