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Surely you’ve probably wondered what to do to convince your partner to do anal sex.

First of all, it is very important you know that (1) is a lengthy process that takes time, patience and dialogue; (2) before getting pleasurable anal sex hurts as hell; and (3) is not missing “unintentionally” the hole you will get her to give in.

First you have to expose their willingness to try the other hole, and then, from her answer, know how much longer will need. You also need to show her that the anus is full of nerve endings and can be very tasty this stimulus.

In oral sex, go to include kisses and licks in the area and try placing one finger at a time. Always with lubrication (saliva or lubricant gels), for your finger does not get dry, which will make her feel more pain.

As they are going through the fucks and she fit a finger, try placing two, always affectionately, and stimulating it in other ways for her to not just think that nuisance: suck it, kiss it, palpate her breasts with other hand. Always obey her time, her pain, her wait ask about. Think if it was yours, you would not like nothing, right?

When she feels ready, capriche in the lubricant and experience some positions to see which she feels more comfortable. Be sure to not shove all in one go, go little by little. And it may be that in this first attempt, you can barely put your head. Do not rush things.

Suggested locations: experience aside; her lying face down and you lying on it; her lying face down on the edge of the bed and you kneeling on the floor.

Do not venture to try anesthetic ointments so she would not feel pain in the sex – the result can be catastrophic: the anus will be anesthetized and your girlfriend without control of the muscles, which can cause an eschatological accident that traumatized the two parties.

Also, as it is giving in, ask him to do the famous chuca: in the bath, with shower attachment, she wash the inside of the anus, letting the water enter the relaxed sphincter, and repeat the procedure a few times.

Always have a lot of patience, not force the issue, do not against her will, and let it always very horny for it.

Good luck.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning and mom was drunk again, or high, or both. It could be hard to tell with her sometimes. I was laying out by the pool when she came stumbling out to the deck. She had on oversize sunglasses but her unsteady walk gave away her true condition. I hardly bothered to look at her. She almost fell into a lounge chair next to me and spent a minute adjusting it so that she could lay flat on her stomach. Soon she was oblivious to the world, her steady breathing indicated that she was sleeping off another bender. I went back to ready my book and enjoying the warm sunshine. It was pleasant without being too hot out just yet, but I figured in another hour or so it would be too hot to be outside anymore.
Now I suppose that mom’s condition isn’t entirely her own fault. My dad was a drunken asshole who beat her a lot and eventually broke her ribs one night. She turned to self-medicating with pain pills and alcohol. Thankfully, dad never hit my sister or I, but he was a cruel son-of-a-bitch. He was killed in a drunken bar fight several years ago and at first I thought that might improve mom’s condition, but it didn’t. I guess she was too far gone by that point. At seventeen I was the man of the house and I think I did a pretty good job of keeping everything in order. My younger sister, Catherine or Kat, had just turned sixteen and so far had stayed out of trouble. She was spending her first weekend of driving freedom staying with friends up north.
Mom moaned and lifted herself up on her elbows.
“Jay…Jay, it’s hot. Will you put sunscreen on my back?”, she asked in a soft voice. I stared at her for a second, upset that she interrupted my peace and quiet, but nodded that I would do it. After all I still loved my mom.
I grabbed a bottle of sunscreen from behind me and turned towards my mom. She had undone the back of her bikini top which kind of surprised me. I squeezed some of the white lotion onto her back and she involuntarily jumped from the cold sensation. I began to spread it over her back and a curious thing started to happen. As my hands caressed her warm skin I began to see her…really see her. I found myself looking at a gorgeous woman. She was not yet forty, with high cheekbones, green eyes and dark brown hair, almost black. Her figure she kept in shape in our downstairs workout room. She weighed barely over 115lbs and had a diminutive 5’2” frame. Her chest, which I couldn’t see but knew from memory was a nice 36C which looked perfect on her. The smooth curves of her form reminded me of a race car. Suddenly, thinking about all of this I had growing erection as I lotioned my mom’s back. Her gentle breathing indicated she was passed out again, so I took my time spreading the cream. Wondering just how out she was I let me hands slide along her sides and I could feel the swell of her breasts as they lay compressed underneath her. My erection was now complete as I incestuously felt up my mom. Squirting some more into my hands I let my hands run down her legs and luscious thighs. Feeling bold I rubbed the inside of her thigh to where the cloth of her bikini bottom met her legs. The thrill was amazing and she didn’t seem to notice at all.
I sat back for a moment wondering what to do next. I mean, I’d just felt up my mom and she felt wonderful. I now had a raging hard-on which needed attention, but part of me was drawn to my mom’s body. The devil in me wanted to know how much more I could get away with before she woke up. I would like to say that I was a chaste son and went inside, or that I returned to reading my book, but I didn’t. Instead I paid more attention to mom’s body.
Checking to make sure mom was still out I ever so gently let my fingers play across her bikini clad ass. If she woke up I could always claim I was brushing away a fly or something. She didn’t stir. Feeling bold and horny I let my hand wander between her thigh again and pressed it against her crotch, forcing my hand against the crack of her ass. Again no movement from mom. Growing more bold and even hornier now I lifted one side of the bikini and gently moved in aside. I didn’t have the best view, but mom’s tight sphincter was visible and the lips her pussy were just there. I was not enthralled with her body and almost didn’t even care if she woke up. Taking the cloth I tugged it more to the side exposing her naked flesh. My cock ached in my swim trunks, but I didn’t want to take the time to free it.
With my hand on her thigh I knew it was crossing even further over the line but my hand inched ever so closer to my mom’s exposed ass. Gently, almost not even at all my fingers brushed between her ass cheeks to her tender, pucker hole. She shivered and I froze, figuring she would wake up and do who knows what to her pervert son for molesting her. After a full minute of me staying absolutely still her body remained sleeping. I pressed just a little harder so I could really feel her asshole. I thought a heard a small sigh and looked at my mom, but she still appeared asleep. I let my finger trace down her asshole toward her smooth pussy lips. She obviously shaved her pussy, which didn’t really surprise me. I had seen her camel toe before when she worked out. It wasn’t the first time I had felt up a girl, but certainly the first time I had felt up my mom. When my finger finally touched her slit I was in heaven. The smooth, softness of her cunt lips was amazing. I wanted more, but she was laying so that I couldn’t really do more without waking her. I settled for rubbing the little bit of her pussy that I could touch. Mom remained asleep, but her breathing was quicker and I wondered if she was enjoying it on some sub-conscious level. My own cock was screaming for a release and I took my hand away long enough to pull my swim trunks down so that my seven inch cock could spring free. The warm sun air on my balls felt wonderful. I replaced my hand between her legs and ventured to her pussy lips again. To my surprise I found them slightly wet. Was mom getting off on this somehow? I didn’t really care and continued to circle the moist spot with one hand while jacking my cock slowly with the other. Eventually the moisture built up quite obviously and taking a break from stroking myself I pressed more firmly on her cunt. My finger slid in, not far, but the tip of my finger had spread my mom’s pussy lips. There was an audible moan from mom when this happened. I knew I was going to be busted, but I was so horny I didn’t care any more. I pressed harder and ever so slowly my finger found its way further along her pussy slit until my entire hand was underneath her body. I really didn’t know what to do from there. I wanted so badly to feel her more, but I not sure that I couldn’t go any more without discovery.
As I pondered the question, the answer suddenly woke up. It was an almost imperceptible shift in her weight, but suddenly I knew my mom was awake with her sons had pressed along her cunt. However, she didn’t say anything or hardly move. Was she going to let me feel her up? I tested the theory by moving my hand along her pussy so that my finger could probe deeper into her cunt. She didn’t flinch or scream. In fact she shifted so that there was a little bit more room to work. Now enraged with hormones and the thought of her letting me finger fuck her I let my finger explore her even more. My digit stroked along her slit until I felt the hard knob of her clit. As my finger touched her sensitive point she audibly gasped and gave up any idea that she was asleep. I circled her slit with my finger the way that my girlfriend liked and paused for a second before doing it again. The on-again, off-again touch seemed to do the trick. Mom was gyrating her hips in rhythm with my stroking of her cunt. She was enjoying it that was for sure. I continued playing with her clit for another minute and her hips continued to grind against my hand. Suddenly her body tensed and shivered hard. I had just brought my mom to an orgasm. Her juices coated my finger and leaked out onto my hand. I gently pulled my hand out from under her body wondering what to do next. My own cock was practically dripping pre-cum with so much excitement. Figuring that it couldn’t get any worse, I dropped my short completely so that I was sitting naked next to my mom. A faint smile spread across her lips as I began to stroke my cock looking at her ass and feeling her juices along my shaft.
I was content to just jack-off but my mom had other ideas. Not pretending to sleep anymore, but without saying anything she lifted her hips off the lounge chair and slid her bikini bottoms off. I watched in amazement as she left her ass in the hair almost begging me to fuck her. I didn’t have to be told twice, that’s for sure. I positioned myself behind her and slid my cock along her outside of her pussy which was still dripping with moisture. I rubbed two or three times and then stiffened when I felt mom’s hand along my shaft. She guided me to her slit and pressed the tip of my cock to the entrance to her pussy. She really wanted to be fucked. I pushed forward with my hips and slowly my cock disappeared into her hot, wet depths. I could have cum right then, but stayed still so that the feeling passed. If this was going to be the only time I fucked my mom I wanted it to last. When I was in control again began a slow rhythm of pulling out and plunging in. Soon mom worked her hip in time with my thrusts and there was a loud smack each time I hit her her ass and my balls flew forward. She was moaning loudly as I fucker her pussy. I would have liked to go all day, but being in such a wonderful position to fuck my mom I had to blow my load too soon. I wasn’t sure if I should cum in her pussy or not, I mean, I didn’t want a kid or anything. I decided to play it safe and pulled out just as my cock began to spasm. Reaching behind her mom grabbed my balls and gently squeezed them as my cum coated her pussy, stomach and inner thighs. I blasted for a good thirty seconds before the tidal wave subsided.
Breathing hard I backed away from mom and sat down on the chair next to her. I didn’t bother even trying to put my shorts back on. She stayed with her ass in the air for a few seconds and then lowered herself down again. I wondered if she was going to say anything, but she didn’t. Instead she sat up and I noted that she didn’t try to cover her wonderful tits which were now facing me.
“I think I’ll go take a shower upstairs. You don’t have to stay out here if you don’t want to,” she said and got up. I watched her naked ass sway across the porch until she went inside. Her invitation was obvious enough and even though I knew it was wrong, I also knew I was going to join her. Leaving my clothes behind I hustled after her and joined her in the master shower, which was big enough for two or even three people.
I’ll admit that I was more than a little nervous following mom into the shower. I towered over her by nearly a foot in height and she looked so damn hot with the water flowing down her body and the steam billowing around her. I nervously stepped into the marble tiled shower and just watched my mom under the water. She had taken off her sunglasses of course and her eyes were a little red from the hangover, but otherwise she seemed to be in total control. I mean, I was a little worried that she had done all the stuff while high and would be mad when she came back down.
“Mom…,” I started to say, but she put her finger to my lips in such a sexy way. I guess whatever was going to happen would happen and we wouldn’t talk about it. My head said it wasn’t right, but my other head said it was okay and he won out.
Mom grabbed the sponge and poured a generous amount of body wash on it. She handed it to me and I understood that I was going to get to rub my hands over her body some more. I started with her neck and used the sponge to soap up her body. The soap cascaded down her curves and soon her entire being was covered it soft, foamy bubbles. I rubbed her back, butt (paying special attention to her ass crack, which I assume she loved because she practically stuck her ass in my face), and her shapely legs. To wash the front of her I stood directly behind her with my cock pressing into her lower back. I massaged her twin tits with soap and teased her nipples until they were hard. Letting my hands wander down her body I washed her bald pussy. Once she was all washed she took the sponge from me and spun me around. It was my turn to be soaped up. Mom mimicked my actions and started washing my back. I jumped a little as her small hands explored my ass crack but it was tingling too. She rested her tits on my back as she tried to reach around and wash my cock and balls. She was having trouble so I turned around to face her. Lowering herself to her knees she soaped along the length of my shaft which was semi-hard again and soaped each ball separately. When she was done she pulled me under the water will her and we took turns watching the soap disappear from our bodies.
All to soon we had showered, but I don’t think that either of us really wanted to leave the hot water or each other. As I stood there awkwardly, mom spun around and leaned up against me. I reached around and cupped her breasts and enjoyed the feeling of her clean, smooth skin against mine. Slowly my cock was beginning to harden with the intimate nature of our actions. I wondered what was to come next.
“We can’t let your sister find out you know. And just for the record, I’m not stoned or anything. A little hungover maybe, but not stoned,” mom said quietly.
“Okay. I…I, well uhm…,” I started to say something, not really knowing what.
“Listen Jay, what happened…well, it was fun, at least I hoped it was fun for you. It really shouldn’t have happened, but it did and I’m glad that it did. It’s just that when your sister is around or we’re just, you know, being us, then I’m still your mom and you have to listen to me. But when we are like this…well, then I’m more of your…I don’t know, just not your mom. Okay?”
“Okay. But either way, I still love you.”
“I love you too.”
With that last sentence mom turned the water off. She pulled me out of the shower but didn’t bother to grab any towels. Instead he pushed me onto her bed. I laid down with my erect cock sticking straight up in the air. Without a word, mom climbed on top of me and straddled my cock. I watched in awe as she lowered her clean, bare pussy to the tip of my dick. Teasing the tip of my dick against her pussy she moistened my shaft. Then she spread her pussy against with one hand while guiding my shaft to her honeypot with the other. It was an amazing scene, something out of a porno or something. Her small body took all seven inches of my cock and mom had a big smile on her face as her ass finally rested on thighs. I wanted to buck into her right away, but she stopped me.
“My turn,” she whispered.
Planting her feet on the bed on either side of my legs she lifted herself off my cock until just the head was inside her before dropping herself down again. The feeling of burying into her hot, tight snatch was wonderful. She began a slow but steady motion of going up and down on my shaft. Her moisture glistened along my length as she fucked me. I laid back and enjoyed watching her cunt lips part and take me each time. It didn’t take long before she had a furious pace of bucking up and down on my dick. I knew I was going to cum soon. I tried to tell her, but she either didn’t hear me or didn’t care. Suddenly the urge to spray my spunk in her was overpowering all of my other senses. I finally arched my hips upward hard just as mom slammed into me again. She screamed out in pleasure as a gush of my hot spunk flooded her love tunnel. Wave after wave of liquid cum erupted from my cock and I felt her pussy contracting, milking me for every last drop. Finally, mom flopped down on top of me with my softening shaft still buried in her pussy. We stayed that way for several minutes, each of us breathing heavily. Finally mom was shivering too much and I was beginning to get really cold as well. We were still damp from the shower and the air conditioning was making us chilly. We tried to crawl under the blackets so that my cock was still inside her, but it didn’t work. We settled for cuddeling up with my dick pressed against her ass crack and me holding her tits. It wasn’t long before the weariness of our love making caught up and we were both asleep.

A Perfect Thunderstorm by ChantalXXX

"The most perfect thunderstorm." I said out loud to myself, sipping a predawn cup of coffee.

One of the advantages of a three story home on a hill outside of town is a great view out over the lake. I had not built the house, buying it cheap in foreclosure from the bank instead, but the designer had thoughtfully included a front wall on the top floor made entirely out of glass.

"It must be incredible to have sex in front of those windows, lit by lightning."

I turned, startled to hear another voice.

"The thunder woke me up and I needed my Daddy," my daughter giggled. I guessed that she had padded quietly up the stairs, perhaps not realizing that I was awake already, watching the storm. As a little girl, she had loved to climb into bed with her mother and I for comfort during a storm. Now she was 24, almost 25, home for the summer before heading off to grad school. The thought that this independent intelligent science major needed protection from a storm made me guffaw.

"You're no longer seven- and Mommy is no longer here to sleep between us."

"You know I always liked the middle best," she teased back.

Just then another flash illuminated the room. I saw her long hair loose over her shoulders, tousled by sleep. She was wearing a flimsy tank top and boxers for sleeping comfort in the heat- the downside of the big house being that air conditioning was impractical. Those shoulders were tanned from a summer spent outdoors. Her biceps bulged with athletic muscle, her long legs were just as tan; her belly was flat, peaking out between the bottom of the top and the waist of the shorts. I noticed that it was just as tan, and that a teeny jewel winked at my from her navel.

The fabric covered her chest, but was snug against skin. She had perfect breasts, like two half grapefruit, big enough to scream "I am woman", firm enough to stand proud without assistance from a bra. I felt my cheeks blush warm as I realized that I was checking out my young adult daughter's tits. I became more confused when I found myself noting that her headlights seemed to be on.

"It doesn't matter, because I'm not in bed," I finally managed to stammer, sipping my coffee in an effort to calm, my nerves. Instead, I choked on the hot liquid, spewing slightly. That made her laugh, deep from her belly, her flat washboard abs rippling, her tank top gaping to show cleavage.

'No tan lines,' I thought as I tried to turn away, but my eyes stayed locked on the display. 'Must have sunbathed topless while I was off at work.'

I suddenly realized that I wished I had been home to watch that, and wondered whether she went just topless or fully nude. Was I missing nubbin points raised to the sun, or those long limbs bare, leading to naked hips, dipping down to a forbidden triangle?

My eyes focussed on my daughter's boxers, wishing that they were more see through, so that I could determine whether or not she was shaved bare, or maybe had a nicely trimmed little bikini patch- I knew from watching her cavort around the pool that she had at the very least a well tended garden. As I sipped more coffee, I wondered whether I had been unknowingly checking out my daughter in those teeny bikinis all summer.

"Well, can we snuggle in here and watch the storm?" she asked, returning my brain to the moment.

Of course, it was totally possible for two people to watch the storm together without snuggling, but my brain was not working quite right- afterward, I realized that blood was already flowing down to fill my cock. She pranced over to the over-sized swivel chair I had positioned for the ultimate view over the city to the lake. My eyes followed, appreciating the curve of her thigh and the tilt of her hip- again, no visible tan line, even as the shorts rode up when she plonked into the chair, but the boxers were more fabric than her usual bikini, so that offered no clue as to whether she sunbathed nude or not.

"There's really just the one decent seat," she encouraged, but I think we can both fit."

"Well, I'm a bit big to sit on your lap," I chuckled, stepping across toward her.

"Bet I can still on yours," she replied, shifting into a corner of the chair, patting the space next to her left hip, her fingers almost caressing that curve.

It was then that I first realized that my cock was stiff, and that the next lightning flash would make it apparent to her- as would allowing her to sit on my lap. I wracked my brain for a solution, but my feet kept walking- and it was just a few steps to the chair.

"You probably can, but then I might not be able to see the action," I rationalized. "It's a huge chair, I bet we can fit side by side."

I was in front of the chair by then, and at that moment the room was illuminated again by lightning. My daughter was startled, almost jumping up out of the chair, one arm flaying against the front of my flannel sleep pants, lightly and casually brushing up against my hard cock. That made me jump, but I thought she would assume that I was also reacting to the light, not to her accidental touch.

The chair was a snug fit- she had to shift he right hip up onto the arm, and still her left hip was not just touching me, but was actually overlapping on top of my thigh. She reached across and silently took the coffee cup, daintily sipping it. In the dim light of predawn I admired her lips, so soft, so inviting- I gave my head a shake and told myself to stop with such thoughts.

The cup ended up on the side table to he right and she snuggled tighter against me as another bolt raced across the sky.

"Are you comfortable?" I asked as she settled back down.

"Could use a bit more room," she sighed sleepily.

She reached across and grabbed my right arm, guiding it behind her, around her shoulders, allowing her butt to slip into the gap between my thigh and the arm of the chair. I nuzzled my nose accidentally in the cascade of floral scented hair, which made her moan softly. She closed her eyes and settled her head on my shoulder.

Her right hand held my arm just above my wrist, but after a few minutes, she seemed to doze off and her left arm dropped beside her. It landed limply in my lap, where my cock, separated from her skin by a thin layer of flannel, throbbed. I wondered how she could not notice. To my eternal shame, I wished that she would sneak her long thin fingers an inch to the left, ease my organ out of my pants, and gently stroke my shaft.

Thinking her to be asleep, as I too began to doze, I could not resist using my left hand to nudge my cock free from the flannel, and wrapped my fist around the flesh that stood erect in the dark room. Just then, another crash of thunder followed closely by a brilliant slash of lightning struck, causing us both to be startled awake.

Instantly, I dropped my left hand away from my bare cock, but her hand automatically jumped in that direction, her flesh now rubbing the very member that had given her conception. At the same time, she released her grip on my right hand, which dropped directly onto the side of her right breast.

Her right arm came across my body, finding my left shoulder and dragging me tight for a hug. Instead of moving her left hand away from my erection, her fist gripped my shaft tightly.

"I'm scared, Daddy," she sighed, her lips almost touching my ear. The warm moist breath sent shivers through my spine, right up and out the tip of my cock, where the first drop of precum spurted onto her wrist.

She wriggled against me, still holding my cock in her fist, but not stroking it. The arm trapped between our bodies also kept her nipples from rubbing my chest, or her groin from bumping the throbbing head of my fat hard cock. Her naked thighs rubbed against mine, the flannel only heightening the sensation.

I found my mind half removed from the situation, thinking all these taboo ideas, but unable to initiate a response, or to draw a line and stop her from going further. And I had to admit, I did want her to go further, I did not want her to stop. A decade of watching 'barely legal' porn, and half a dozen years of sublimating my improper thoughts around her, and barriers were ready to fall. I was not totally overcome with lust though, as I recall thinking that this would go just as far as she took it, and no further.

She settled her head on my shoulder, snuggling tight against me, her hand finally falling away from my cock. In the darkness, I thought she might be dozing off again, that the moment might have passed. My right hand though had stayed attached to her right breast, and as she shifted, the back of that hand rubbed roughly along two diamond hard nipples. I felt the shiver flow through her body as she responded, her hips flexing. A womanly scent leaked into the air.

I caressed her left breast gently and then began to softly stroke up and down her back and flank, ending up cupping her firm young ass as she shifted and snuggled closer, the naked flesh of her left inner thigh brushing along my aching cock. The tip of my mushroom was sliding along the loose edge of her boxers, as if positioning to explore further, deeper, to seek eager young wetness.

My breath ruffled her hair. She turned her head slightly, her lips brushing the stubble on my cheek. She kissed the tip of my nose and giggled. Her tongue darted out and licked my nose, and then brushed my lips, which opened in response. Suddenly we were kissing in a way that broke all the rules.

Her hips were now humping against my erection. I knew how wrong this was, and that this was the last moment to stop things from getting out of hand.

Turning my face so that I broke the kiss, I said, "Daddy will hold you but as the adult here, I have to draw a line at that." "Silly Daddy, I'm an adult now too," she giggled, writhing harder against my hardness."Don't you think that when I'm off at grad school, I'll want someone to hold me during the thunderstorms?"

She paused, looking me straight in the eye.

"And that person will want to fuck me, just like all the guys I already fucked at college, and working life-guarding."

I suppose I had assumed my baby was no longer a virgin at 24, but the casual frankness startled me.

"I like to fuck, and I like being fucked, and that seems a fair trade for being made to feel safe." She continued talking, and twisting her pelvis against my groin. "since no one makes me feel safer than my Daddy. I think I'm ready to fuck him too."

"Are you sure? Because that's a line where once we cross it, there is no undoing it. Even if w just fuck this one time, it will change our relationship forever."

"I can feel how badly you want this Daddy. Don't fight it"

Another flash lit the room as she tiled her torso away from me, hands grabbing her tank top, freeing those firm young tits to my gaze for the first time since my daughter's puberty. The nipples were rock hard little pebbles of pink bubble gum.

Her hands clasped behind my head, dragging my mouth to her left tit. I tasted heaven, and then licked across to the right nipple, drawing it more slowly more deeply into my lips, testing her tolerance with a quick nip of teeth. Her groan told me that she had inherited her mother's lust for pain, and I bit harder. She responded with a gush of wetness into my lap, right through her boxers.

"I better get out of these wet things," she giggled. I released my grip and she slid swiftly off my knee, standing in front of me as the sky lit up once again. The noise a second later made her jump a bit, allowing me to enjoy the teeny wobble of those ripe melons. I barely noticed her hooking a thumb in either side of her shorts and edging them down her hips, but the stripper wiggle grabbed my attention. My baby was clearly no innocent.

Stepping free of her last scrap of clothing, my daughter started as if to fling the boxers across the room, but then she chewed her lower lip just like she had since she was two.

"I can see the smoke coming out your ears you're thinking so hard." I joked like I had a thousand times before.

She stepped closer, knees straddling my knees, and bent low, her nipples inches from my eyes. Distracted, I was caught off guard when she passed the sodden fabric of her shorts under my nose.

"Does Daddy like how sweet his baby smells?"

She glanced toward my groin.

"Oh, I see he does! Well, I wonder how he'll like the taste"

My chin automatically dropped half an inch, my tongue stuck out past my lips. As she rolled the shorts along my mouth, her free hand finally found where my cock was poking up out of my flannels, and she stroked it, firmly and confidently.

She shoved the fabric into my mouth, her eyes locked on mine, our noses almost touching. I could feel her warm breath on my cheeks as she tugged the panties, taking care to make sure I had a good tongue full, but as she asked, "Can you breathe?"

I nodded, and made some muffled sounds of encouragement. This made her grin spread even wider as her hand pumped my shaft faster and she bounced her wet cunt against my leg. That was almost certainly the first time that I had ever thought of my baby's vagina as a cunt- a crude, obscene object made for fucking.

Before I had much time to roll that thought around my overheated mind, she giggled again and rubbed he tip of her nose against mine. Her tongue then flicked out where her mouse had just been, and the next thing I knew, my daughter was kissing my face, while still stroking my cock. I felt her rock hard nipples press against my chest and then tantalizingly dance away as she swayed on my leg, not quite my lap, because she wanted access to my cock. My cock that badly wanted her to suck it, to fuck that cunt. To this point, she had been the seducer, in control, but I felt my blood rising to a boil, and knew I was about to pass the point of no return, to take her. here tiny.cc/tptq3x

I swallowed, tasting the musk of her excitement from her used panties as I allowed my hands to caress her tanned back, travelling from her shoulders to her ass. She moaned extra hard when I cupped her butt and squeezed.

Just then another lightning bolt lit the sky, and the thunder that rolled after made my baby jerk on my lap, her ass bouncing on my thigh, bumping against my shiny knob. My fist tightened instinctively around my cock, as if holding onto my life-maker for her dear life. As suddenly as it happened, it passed and she released my cock, which still stood upright between us. She moved that hand to one shoulder while settling her head on the other. Her thigh was warm in my lap, close enough to my cock that I felt her warmth.

"I'm sorry I jumped, Daddy," she whispered in a little girl voice. "You really do make me feel safe, but I was startled. I hope I didn't choke your chicken."

She giggled, lifting her face closer to mine, eye to eye, nose to nose. I just mumbled in response, my words absorbed by the fabric filling my cheeks.

"Cat got your tongue Daddy?" she giggled harder, her groin now rolling up against my cock. Her hips rolled, grinding her wet cunt against my aching cock. "Or I guess, it's the pussy cover that is the trouble."

Her fingers brushed my lips, easing my jaw down. She slowly extracted her sodden boxers from my mouth, making sure to rub the gusset against my lower lip a bit extra as she finished. Her tongue dashed out of her mouth and licked her own fluid off my lip, pausing briefly to tease my teeth. As she licked, her hips rolled against my thighs and my cock was trapped between our bodies.

"My cock feels fine," I shocked myself by using the common vulgar term for the organ which had spurted the seed that grew this vixen, but there it was, that word, hanging in the air between us.

"Fine? What sort of word is that?" she pulled her body back a touch, allowing her arm room to move and squeezed my balls hard. "MY Daddy taught me that if I used weak words like that in essays, he would spank me."

She chuckled from her belly. I had never spanked her, but perhaps had threatened it a few times.

"Something tells me that you would have enjoyed that too much to learn a lesson."

Mmmmm...maybe," she moaned, nibbling my ear. "But back to your cock- it is a beautiful cock, not just a fine cock- though I am sure it does the job just fine."

She was still speaking in some conditional grammatical sense, not yet admitting that we were about to fuck, but her fist had resumed pumping my shaft.

The next bolt of lightning was weak, and the thunder seemed more distant. Rain now beat hard against the glass, leaving us enclosed in the barely lit room. I wondered whether she might decide it was safe to return to her room, in which case, would she masturbate. I wished that I could watch that. Or maybe she would still want to crawl into bed with her Daddy. For now, she seemed content to curl up with me in the chair, and I wondered if we might doze off, but her lips and teeth continued to explore my ears, my neck, my shoulder. Her palm stayed loose around my cock, giving it a tiny tweak just often enough to keep me hard.

"Your cock is bigger than I imagined, Daddy," she giggled. "Yes, Daddy, your naughty daughter masturbates herself to sleep almost every night and dreams about big fat hard cocks, and the one she likes to dream about most is yours. And now, I have it for real. My dreams will be so much better after tonight."

Her hand slid halfway down my shaft, and then back up, her palm surrounding my head. She then lifted her hand to her mouth and licked, slowly, her eyes locked on mine as I saw my precum coat her lips, her tongue.

"In my dreams, Daddy, your cock is always the biggest, and tastes the best," she continued. "I don't have much to compare to, but it sure does taste great so far, and should be more than filling enough."

Every nerve ending in my body was humming with more electricity than the storm outside supplied. A fresh lightning bolt lit the distant sky, as if offering me a recharge. I tried not to think about her final words, the suggestion that I might fill my baby, in case it was a tease, but could not help wondering whether she wanted her mouth filled, or her cunt, or both.

She began to move her hips harder on faster against my leg. "Hold me tight, Daddy, I'm scared."

I complied, wrapping arms around her back, feeling her tits tight against my chest. She brushed her cheek against mine, and then her tongue teased my mouth open, initiating a deep kiss.

My cock throbbed, trapped between our bodies. It yearned to be buried deep inside that womb, inch by inch. I no longer doubted that we should fuck, but still was unsure whether to just lift her onto my hardness right in the chair, or to snuggle in bed and fuck her rear entry, that delicious ass pressing into my groin, my arms holding her tight, fingers teasing her tits, tugging her nipples.

I was hard, she was wet.

"I want you inside me," she breathed, removing any doubt, knowing that as the adult, I needed her consent before I violated this most sacred bond. Now, I knew, we would form a new union.

She shifted her hips slightly, moving with intent, then she lifted her body, still pressing her nipples against me. She felt so soft and warm. The tip of my cock was tracing along her taint. Electricity flowed between us as much as it was lighting up the sky. I kissed along the side of her neck, not trusting myself to talk, as the room lit again from a lightning bolt. She jolted slightly, grabbing two fistfuls of my hair, and gasped, covering her fright by sticking her tongue down my throat. Settling back down after being startled, her ass slid back along my thighs and finally, my cock slid effortlessly up inside her cunt entering her completely in one continuous motion. Our bodies were fused together from chest to groin by the heat the passion and the sweat. Her breathing was hard and fast, driving her nipples against my flesh.

We held each other tightly, my motionless cock en-gloved in her hungry pulsating cunt, kissing each other passionately for what might have been a few seconds, but seemed like an eternity.

"I've never wanted a cock more than I want yours right now," she sighed as she came up for air. She began to fuck me hard, bouncing her hips on my lap, fast and hard. I grabbed firmly onto her ass with both hands and began to give me the pounding of a lifetime, ramming every inch of my cock hard up into her as she thrust back meeting each stroke.

"I can feel every inch of your cock deep inside me," she cried out, breaking the kiss and throwing her head back, pressing her pelvis even harder against me from a fresh angle. Her cunt squeezed tightly around my shaft with each downward thrust, and at the end of each contraction as her muscles relaxed just ever so slightly, I began pushing up to meet her thrusts more rapidly. I could feel the pleasure coursing through her wherever our skin touched, as if the electricity from the storm was flowing through us. I wanted this to last as long as possible, to give my baby as much pleasure as possible.

A few minutes later, she cried out in orgasm, her climax making her whole body quiver. She pulled my mouth to hers and first stuck her tongue deep inside, and then bit down hard on my lip. I held her tight, feeling the tremors slowly subsiding, her quim still clenching my cock.

"You...you haven't cum yet, Daddy," she whispered as she settled her head back on my shoulder.

I ran my fingers through her hair, and caressed her back, calming her.

"This isn't about me, baby girl, it is all about you, about making you feel safe, about making you know how much I love you, about your pleasure..."

She rewarded me with another chuckle from deep in her belly.

"But sharing that pleasure would just give me more pleasure Daddy," she explained, her voice suddenly reminding me of the little girl she had been just a few years ago, and once again I worried about having taking advantage of her vulnerability. My cock started to wilt.

"Oh, no, Daddy, that will never do," she spoke emphatically, and then paused, chewing her lip in a characteristic manner that reminded me of when she was about three, learning to tie shoelaces, or a bit later riding her first bike, and more recently, driving a car.

"I know," she sat bolt upright, my semi-turgid member still trapped in her womb. "What would really add to my pleasure right now is finding out how I taste on my Daddy's cock."

She must have seen the shock in my eyes.

"Oh, poor Daddy- not wanting to know that your baby girl loves the feel of a nice fat cock like Daddy's getting good and hard in her mouth. Well, I do, and I'm not ashamed of it. But since I make the guys I fuck where condoms, I've never tasted myself on their meat. I think tasting that would be really neat."

Before I had a second to react, my baby bolted up off my lap, my cock making a soft "plop" as it fell free of her labia. She sank right to her knees in front of me. A fresh boom of thunder shock the glass as I automatically spread my knees wide.

I felt her breath warming my flesh as she took my cock in her fist and slowly pumped it back to fullness. Even though we had fucked, and that had to be the worst incest taboo, I still wanted to scream out to her to stop, as if her worshiping my cock orally would violate pour sacred trust even more deeply. Despite this thought in my brain, I remained powerless, unable to deny her. Whether it was my heart or my cock, some other organ was in charge and my brain had to accept that reality, because my mouth could not form the words to tell her to stop.

She took her time, planting tiny fluttering butterfly kisses inside my thighs, and even on my soft fuzzy middle aged belly, her hair gently brushing the tops of my thighs as she explored. I leaned back in my chair, eyes closed, and when something warm and wet was surrounding my cock, it took me an instant to register that it was my daughter sucking my cock, the cock that had birthed her, but also the cock she had just had in her twat.

As if reading my mind, she popped her head up long enough to comment, "Mmmmmm, Daddy, I've tasted myself off my toys and my fingers before, but off your sweaty flesh, I like my flavour best, I think."

I thought, 'Good, you've tasted yourself off of me, now just stop, please', but I was still silent. In the darkness between the lightning storms, I could just make out her head slowly bobbing up and down belly the swell of my gut.

"If you keep doing that, I'm going to blow my load," I finally found words to speak.

Her reply was muffled, due to her mouth being filled with cock. She must have realized this, as she quickly switched to licking up and down my shaft, fondling my scrotum, long enough to say "but Daddy, you deserve some satisfaction, for giving me such fabulous protection from that storm."

This was followed by another of her girly giggles. Continuing to knead my balls, she ran her tongue once up the underside of my shaft, rimming my helmet and then took me back into her mouth, sinking her throat deep to bury her nose in my grey pubes. She started bobbing up and down, each pass a different depth, as if toying with me.

The pleasure we were sharing made my whole body hum in response, but soon I was forced to focus on my groin, because my balls were contracted tightly, and I knew I would come soon. My baby had not said anything about swallowing. I tried to tap her head, in a signal I vaguely recalled from long past single sex. She not only ignored me, she slid a digit along my taint. My hips lifted in automatic reaction, and my daughter's finger slid smoothly past my rosebud and stimulated my prostate, causing me to spurt great gobs of goo into her warm, wet mouth. I felt her throat convulse as she swallowed until my climax subsided.

"Daddy, you taste even better than I expected," she said excitedly as she lifted upwards, her eyes dancing, her tongue flicking across her lower lip to capture a stray string of my seed. I watched her throat muscles as that spunk slid to her belly.

In the next moment, my baby slowly lowered her mouth to my belly and began licking her way up my body until she kissed my neck and snuggled with her head on my shoulder and her ass on my hip. Her fist settled loosely around my deflated member.

"Ummm... thank you? Is that the right thing to say?"

She just giggled in response.

"I feel like I ought to return the favour," I spoke, not realizing I was thinking that until I heard it out loud.

"Shhhh...not yet... the storm seems to have subsided but if I recall the forecast, we might get more in the morning. How about you carry me to your bed and hold me tight in case. Then maybe when we wake up, you can come inside me for the first time, and eat a nice fresh cream pie?"

She giggled as I stood with my baby in my arms and carried her towards my bedroom. I wondered how she knew about my love of cream pies.

ntroduction:

Mother flashes son

Mother son incest written by man but made for a womam



Ok my story goes back a ways, at least to the point where I started having sex with my 14 year old son, I was 36 at the time and I know that its “wrong” but hey, we all come from different situations in life and this is how it started for me.

My husband worked for the auto industry back when that industry was strong. One of the little known facts about line workers in the auto industry is that the job is horribly monotonous and most of the workers deal with it by becoming drunks. I wish I could say my husband had risen above that or had somehow beaten the odds but he joined the ranks like so many other of his co-workers and became a drunk. My husbands name is Rick and with all the imagination of the world, our sons name became Rickie, so here’s “my side”

By the time Rickie had turned 14 my husbands drinking had gotten to the point where he would come home from work and get drunk. By this point he was passing out drunk in the livingroom. He had gained more weight then I had with me only being 36 at the time, I had little Rickie when I was 22 and we were newlyweds with Rick having a “good job” Well my husband had gained enough weight that I simply could not carry him to bed by myself and for some damnable reason I never thought to just let him sleep in the living room where he passed out.

The first time it was purely by accident, my husband had long since lost his sex drive to the bottle and I had been trying to spark it up at least some by wearing sexy nighties to bed, we are talking totally see through types that showed off my C cups to a rather nice advantage but I had been suffering in solitude for some time before this all began. I had my nightie on and my husband was passed out drunk and there was no waking him. I wrapped my bathrobe around me nice and tight to avoid letting “anything show” and got Rickie to help me haul his father upstairs to bed.

Now obviously at 14 my son had not developed any tact whatsoever so while we were hauling our dead weight through the house I noticed that his eyes were glued to my breasts, no effort put in hiding what he was staring at. I was furious with my husband enough at the time that I ignored it. We got my husband to the bed and without thinking I climbed up on the bed to pull while my son who was stronger than me picked up most of his dads weight and allowed me to pull him onto the bed. Now I saw Rickie looking down my top while I crawled backwards with his dad. At this point I was already ignoring his stares so I figured that I’d let it go for the night.

After Rickie had left the room I got a hand mirror from the master bath and did a little check. I looked in the mirror and saw that the way I had my robe on it hugged the outsides of my breasts. In mimicking the way we moved him I could see that my breasts were swaying back and forth quite a bit, I guess he did get a bit of a show, then I remembered the bed. I got back on my hands and knees on the bed with a hand mirror and tried to get an idea of what little Rickie had seen, oh my god. My breasts were hanging down in full view. I reproduced the effort of swaying back and forth like I had been while pulling my drunk hubby and my breasts were slapping each other silly back and forth. What’s more depending on the angle of the mirror it was entirely possible that my son may have actually seen some hair sticking out down there. I had not yet developed my middle age paunch that would have hidden my triangle of hair from that angle.


At first my stomach did flips, I could not believe that I had so carelessly exposed myself to my son like that. Then while laying down next to my passed out hubby in my sheer nightie it also dawned on me that little Ricky was the only person to have shown any interest in what I had hidden in years really. I really did not sleep well that night at all, just too many emotions but I do have a clear memory of what emotion won out. Anger at my husband for becoming a drunk, anger at being ignored, frustration, the sexual kind, anger at my husband for being the kind of drunk that has to be hauled off to bed by his 14 year old son. I think that this was the point more instinctive then anything at that point where I decided that if my husband wanted the bottle more than me and my son wanted to look. My quiet revenge would be to let him look.

The next night and every night after my husband repeated that ritual, the only change was the weekends when he was off. Then he just drank more.

The next night I was still feeling angry and ashamed but I still wasn’t totally sure about my son either. So, at bedtime when it was apparent that we were going to have to carry him again I got dressed, this time I put on panties, I was not so far gone as to want to show him that for gods sake. But I also tied my robe up and this time pulled it open more at the top to see if he would try looking down my top. To my relief and disappointment he showed no interest. At the bed I told him that it was his turn to pull and mine to lift, god I almost destroyed my back lifting him just to avoid letting my son see a little cleavage.

That is when I more clearly formed the idea in my mind that my quiet revenge against my husband would be to let our son steal glances at what his father was ignoring.. The next night and for the rest of the week I dressed just as I had the first night, except that I did wear my panties.
And that I always did the dragging on the bed while Rickie did the lifting, and without fail every single night little Ricky stared right at my breasts as they swayed back and forth under my robe. He never failed to look down my top as I drug his father backwards on the bed, it got to the point where I would intentionally swing them just to watch his eyes track their movement. I kept rationalizing my actions by telling myself that all he had to do was stay sober enough to walk himself to bed and then his wife would not be on display to their son. If it did happen, it wasn’t often enough to make a mark in my memory

Well the Saturday drink fest came and I was getting more and more angry at my hubby. So much so that when it came time to drag his limp body to bed I decided to raise it up a notch. Not by much really, just that I tied my robe a little be lower on my hips and loosened the top a bit more, just a bit more than I had the second day. Now that Ricky was obviously leering at his mother virtually every night. It did not take long at all for Ricky to realize the change and in no time at all he was standing taller and lifting more of his father, also standing closer to me in the process while looking down my top. That first night that I did that was INCREDIBLE, I had to back up like always while dragging drunk hubby and I now knew that from my sons position that my breasts were basically openly exposed. The top fell forward, the nightie fell forward and I could feel cooler air on them as they slapped back and forth while I crawled backward. That night was the closest I came again to the kind of shame I felt on the first night, but the feeling of revenge was still just as strong so I knew right there that I wasn’t going to stop.

Roofie Nights

By SquattingEagle

It was Sunday morning, eleven o’clock when I woke up. I like sleeping in, although I rarely have the time for it. I yawned and stretched my arms. I was still sleepy and a little drowsy, but as my brain was slowly clearing up, I detected the same yearning sensation between my legs I had frequently woken up with the last few weeks. I slid my hand into my panties and felt my pussy. It was wet again, very wet. So wet, the goopy liquid was literally oozing from my lips and soaking the crotch of my panties. My lips were a bit swollen and I felt very aroused, my body was telling me it needed a good, long and hard fuck.

Maybe the years of abstinence had finally caught up with me and changed my body, making my pussy extra sensitive and super wet. Instead of ignoring the urges like I usually did, I let my fingers roam a little longer along the slick opening of my vagina and then let them sink inside me. It felt good and I pumped it in and out a few times more. Before I knew it, my instincts had taken over and I was masturbating like a horny teenager. My soaked pussy made loud squishy noises as two fingers plunged in and out. With my other hand I squeezed my breast and tweaked my nipples. It felt wonderful to surrender to my body’s needs and within a few minutes I was having my first orgasm.
Climaxing on my fingers felt really good, but I knew it wasn’t going to be enough to satisfy the powerful yearning between my legs. I opened my drawer, pulled out my trusty old vibrator from behind my panties and bras and crawled back in bed. I put the cock-shaped toy in my mouth to warm it and get it slick with my saliva before I let it sink deep into my hungry vagina. Not even bothering with turning the device on, I gave myself a good fucking with the nine inch plastic cock. Within minutes I felt the first signs indicate a massive orgasm was building in my loins. I had to bite my lips to keep from moaning out loud, as I was careful not to wake my teenage son in the next room.
I moved my hand away from my breast and began rubbing my engorged clit while I fucked myself even faster than before. The orgasmic pressure kept rising and release was getting very close now; I already felt that tingling sensation that announced an earth shattering cum was imminent. Pushing the vibrator as deep inside me as possible, I felt my body go rigid and the tidal waves of orgasmic pleasure I had been craving for washed over me.
It was over a full minute later when the last of my orgasm was ebbing away and I found myself slumped down in that wonderful rosy state that followed a good climax. Without thinking, I stuck my wet fingers in my mouth, licking them clean of my juices.

Then, as I subconsciously tasted my cum, I noticed something was wrong. I rubbed my finger between my pussylips a second time, scooping up more of the wetness. It was a bit frothy from the vigorous fucking I had given myself, but it didn’t look abnormal. I sniffed it and found it smelled like my pussy, but when I tasted it, there was definitely an additional taste. It was a faint and familiar taste, but I could not identify it. Maybe I should visit my GP and have him check for infections on Monday.

I got out of bed, made my way to the bathroom and stepped into the shower. The first thing I did was to take the shower head, aim the spray of water between my legs and wash away the excessive amounts of lubricating juices. After that I hung it back on the wall and let the warm water cascade down my body, hoping it would wash away the drowsiness from my brain. It did, at least a little, and a few minutes later I exited the shower clean and refreshed.
As I toweled myself dry and rubbed my body with moisturizing cream, I thought of the things I had to do today. Luckily there wasn’t much. Daniel and I had planned to go to see his grandparents, but they had cancelled, so for most of the day I was free to do whatever I wanted. It was a nice day, so maybe I’d do some gardening or get some sun… But first I had to get dressed and fix the two of us some breakfast.
I put on a nice black bra and matching string and wrapped the towel around my head. As I walked out the bathroom, I saw my son’s bedroom door close quickly, leaving just a one inch wide gap. I knew the boy was looking at me, the peeking perv. I loved him to death, but he was at that age that all he could think of was girls. As inconvenient my recent fits of hornyness were, his life must be a hundred times worse. I don’t think I’ve seen him without an erection for months. However, there was no need to deny him a nice view of my firm ass as I walked away from his door.
Seductively swaying my ass, I entered my room again. I couldn’t help but chuckle as I heard Daniel softly groan. Which reminded me, I had to do the laundry today.

Stage 1: Denial


When I woke on Monday morning it was just like the day before, only worse. It was seven thirty, my alarm clock was screaming in my ear and I was feeling awful; tired, groggy and slightly nauseous. As much as I loved Sundays, I hated Mondays. I was honestly contemplating calling in sick when I felt that same craving in my pussy. I pushed my hand in my panties and checked for dampness. My lips were even wetter than the day before. I scooped up a finger of juices and brought it to my face. I noticed a slight difference in texture, but when I tasted it, it was distinctly different from my normal taste. The extra taste I noticed before was much stronger this time.
What I tasted was not pussy juice, at least not all of it. It was no infection either. It was something else, but it couldn’t be; I hadn’t had sex in many months. But there was no doubt about it; what I tasted was sperm.

I could not believe someone had entered my house at night and fucked me while I was sleeping. The evidence was irrefutable, but just to be sure I sank my fingers in my pussy again and examined the juice under the light. It was a cloudy goop, thick with sperm-laden male cum.
Instead of going to the doctor, I was now seriously considering to go to the police. But before I would see them, I needed to clear my head and gather some solid evidence. I decided to call in sick and get some more rest first. I told my son I wasn’t feeling well and told him to make his own breakfast and then go to school. I got back in bed and almost instantly fell asleep again. When I woke up, it was almost noon and I was feeling a lot better. I took a thorough shower, cleaning myself inside and out, got dressed and fixed myself a quick little brunch.
After I was finished eating, I took a tour around the house, meticulously inspecting every door and every window for evidence of forced entry. I found nothing, so the next thing I did was to call a man to change the locks. Maybe the intruder had somehow acquired a key to my home.
Feeling a bit more secure now, I went online and searched for a so-called nanny cam, a cleverly disguised camera that would wirelessly connect to a computer. I found a nice one that looked like a stack of books, which would fit neatly in my room without being noticed. I ordered the camera and it would be delivered within a few days.

I was just finished ordering the camera when the doorbell rang. I walked downstairs to see who it was. It was Daniel who had just come home from school.
“Mom, my key doesn’t work anymore” he said as I let him in.
I couldn’t tell him the true reason I had changed the locks so I improvised.
“That’s right honey. I lost my keys, so I had them all replaced” I lied and gave him one of the new spare keys. “Here, use this one”
“Thanks, mom. Are you feeling a little better yet?”
“Yes sweety, I think I probably ate something wrong. I feel much better now”
“That’s great, mom”
“Come in, I’ll make us a nice cup of tea”


That night, I went to bed early and still not feeling a hundred percent secure. I had a little trouble falling asleep but after a while I did and soon it was morning again. After I silenced the alarm clock’s unbearable shrieking, I was pleased to notice I was feeling a little better and more rested than I had the past two days. With a hand trembling of anxiety I slid my hand into my panties and I was relieved to detect just an ordinary amount of dampness between my pussy lips.
I quickly took a shower and cooked a decent breakfast for Daniel and me. I sent my son to school and went to work too. That evening, I made saltimbocca alla romana with green beans and oven baked potatoes, one of me and Daniel’s favorite dishes. After a wonderful dinner I crashed on the couch while my son was doing the dishes. I was sipping a small glass of the leftover Marsala wine while watching some old romantic movie. As he was finished with his chores, Daniel sat down on the armrest next to me. In his hands he had two bowls of vanilla ice cream with pear and a molten chocolate sauce. It was his way of saying “I love you mom”.

“Hmmm that’s nice, thank you Danny” I said as I dipped the spoon in the sticky chocolate and licked it off before it got hard again.
“Did you do your homework?” I asked.
“No homework today mom”
“Then come sit with me and we’ll watch this movie together”
“Is it a good movie?” he asked.
“Nope, it’s a terrible chick-flick, but you’ll have to get used to those for when you have a girlfriend.”
Daniel groaned unhappily and started to get up again to go to his room. I patted the seat next to me and asked “Please?”
Daniel sat down again, closer to me, a bit reluctant. We watched the movie in silence as we both ate the delicious dessert. When I was finished, I put down the bowl and waited for Daniel to be done eating.
“So.., is there a girl you’d like to watch movies with?” I asked carefully. I saw him blush a little, in a cute and innocent way. Daniel had always been very shy, although he is a really handsome boy with lots of friends.
“No mom, no girl. It’s just you and me” he murmured.
“Good, I like you with me” I said and let my head rest on his shoulder. We stayed like that for the rest of the movie. When the movie ended it was already close to bedtime so we went both upstairs. As I lay down in bed I had almost forgotten about the nighttime rapist and soon fell asleep.

The next morning there was again no evidence of sexual activity. Maybe it had been all in my mind or maybe changing the locks had been enough to keep the intruder out. It was a great relief; it felt like a huge burden had fallen off my shoulders.

Stage 2: Anger


Thursday morning I again woke up with a fogged brain and a sperm-filled pussy. I didn’t know whether to cry, get angry or finger my pussy. I did all three.

When I finally got out of bed, I grabbed the phone and began dialing the police’s number. As I was thinking how to explain my situation, I once again reminded myself I needed more proof first. After all, it was quite some time ago I had actually tasted sperm, maybe I was mistaken. I needed some real, solid evidence.
My work was suffering too and I got a reprimand from my boss for making mistakes because of my absentmindedness. I knew the man was secretly lusting after me; he certainly hadn’t hired me for my typing skills. Maybe I should just go into his office and give him a blowjob; that would put us both at ease.
Luckily, a package arrived for me that afternoon. It was the nanny cam and I immediately placed the device in my bedroom and installed the software on my laptop. After a little tinkering with the aim and focus, I had a good view of both my bed and the bedroom door. The image wasn’t the best, but it would be good enough to see what was going on.

That night I went to bed and immediately fell asleep. When I woke the next morning, the first thing I did was feeling my pussy. It was drenched.
I turned my laptop on and downloaded the footage the nanny cam had taken last night while I took a quick, hot shower. When I was ready, so was the video. With trembling hands, I pressed play.
I watched myself get ready for bed, lying down and promptly fall asleep. The nanny cam had also an infra-red camera, so even if it was pitch-dark, I would be able to see clearly what was happening. It wasn’t necessary however, as suddenly the light flicked back on. According to my alarm clock, it was only half past eleven when the door opened and the nightly intruder entered my bedroom.

Two young men walked into my bedroom. I could not see who the first one was, but the other I identified as Jimmy, the boy next door. I was really surprised; I had never expected to see Jimmy. He and my son hung out together sometimes, but I wouldn’t call them friends. Not close friends anyway. Like my son he was a well-natured kid, a little shy but handsomely built. However, there was no reason for Jimmy to be in our home at night, and definitely no reason for him or his friend to be in my bedroom. Nevertheless, here they were and there was no doubt as to their intentions.
The first boy now closed the door and turned towards Jimmy. Doing so, he was facing the camera and with a shock I recognized who he was.
My nighttime rapist was my own sweet and innocent little boy!

Daniel led the way and the neighbor kid followed him to my bed. I watched my son shake me awake and fold back the sheets. I was surprised to see I didn’t do anything to stop him from exposing me. In fact, it even looked like I was cooperating, letting the boys admire me in my negligee.
I heard Daniel talk to me, but couldn’t understand what he was saying. I went a few seconds back and increased the volume.
“Open your robe mom” he said.
I could see I was awake, but not completely, it was like I was sleepwalking; dazed and a little out of touch with reality. However, I was awake enough to obey my son and unbutton the front of my negligee. My firm breasts were now fully exposed and I heard the neighbor kid gasp as he beheld them. Years ago, when I still dated, men had always drooled over my firm round breasts and I felt a perverted sense of pride I still had it.
“Take off your panties now” Daniel said.
Again I complied without hesitating. I lifted my butt and slid the sheer panties down my legs. I let my legs fall open so my neatly trimmed bush was now bare and fully visible to the boys.
Jimmy craned his neck to see as much as possible. His pants were already bulging with his erection. I couldn’t see clearly, but it looked like Daniel’s was too. My son was rubbing his crotch with one hand as his other reached out and landed on my breast. His fingers kneaded the supple flesh and pinched the pink tip. He had my nipples erect in no time and I could hear myself moan softly.
Noticing my heightened state of arousal, he moved in and started kissing me on the mouth. I passionately returned the kiss and let my tongue wrestle with his for some time while he continued fondling me. Then he broke off the kiss and moved his lips down, via my neck to my sensitive nipples. He kissed and nibbled, apparently knowing exactly what I liked, getting me hotter by the second.
Finally he decided I was horny enough to move on to the next step. He opened his fly and pulled out his stiff cock. Then he grabbed my hand and put it around his dick.
“Suck it for me mom” he said.
Without objecting I did what Daniel asked and moved closer so my face was near my son's cock. He groaned with lust as my lips closed around his cock and I started to suck on the tip. Moving even closer, I swallowed his cock and took him completely in my throat. It was a trick my ex-husband had loved a lot and it was no surprise his son liked it as well. I let the boy fuck my throat for a while and then backed off a little so I could suck the head again.

While I was busy blowing my son, he pulled my leg further to one side so my sex was fully exposed to the boys’ view and touch. Daniel let his fingers run upwards from my knee along my inner thighs until they reached my steaming pussy. Tantalizingly slowly he moved them up and down the length of my lips, before parting them and sliding between.
I saw and heard myself moan as my son rubbed his wet finger over my clit. He started talking again.
“Do you like this, mom?” the boy asked. “Do you like me fingering your wet cunt?"
I let Daniels cock slip from my mouth, slurred a barely audible “Yesh” and started sucking again.
“Do you want us to fuck you, mom?”
This time I didn’t even bother removing him from my mouth and nodded while I blew him.
“Say it mom, say: I want you both to fuck my cunt”
“Ah want you bofh in mah cunt”
As I said those words, my son’s fingers found the entrance of my hungry pussy and pushed two fingers in. I moaned and eagerly started sucking again as he began fucking me with his fingers.

The boy next door now took off his shirt and dropped his pants. He was obviously very aroused too, as his big cock was pushing out the front of his boxers. A moment later this last item of clothing was also on the floor and he was as naked as me. It was hard to discern much in the grainy images of the cheap nanny cam, but I had to admit he had a really handsome cock.
He climbed onto the bed and maneuvered himself on my other side and prodded my mouth with his erection. I let Daniel slip from my mouth and started sucking the two cocks in turn. Not satisfied with having to share my oral attentions, Daniel got up and crawled between my inviting spread legs. His slender body blocked the view, but it wasn’t difficult to guess what my son was doing. He moved his hand down between our bodies and then he pushed his hips forward, obviously sinking his stiff cock into his mother’s pussy.

I heard me moaning as my son began to thrust his cock in my pussy. I know my own moaning, and there was no denying I was loving the two hard cocks that were violating my body. Daniel was fucking me with rapid, powerful thrusts, making me squeal out around the other boy’s penis. My one free hand was clenching my son’s butt, pulling him into me and making him fuck me harder and faster.
The boy next door was getting close to orgasm as he began fucking my mouth with his cock.
“Oh Mrs. Stewart I’m cumming!” he groaned as his body stiffened.
Right then my son forcefully slammed his hips into me and his friend’s cock popped out of my mouth, just as the boy started cumming. A huge jet of sperm blasted against my nose and forehead, followed by a second before I could stick the cumspewing rod back in my mouth. I wasn’t going to let him go again and kept sucking as he climaxed; I sucked and swallowed and sucked again as the boy obviously had one of the biggest orgasms in his life. A minute later, when he was finally finished cumming, he pulled his wilting cock from my lips and fell back against the headrest, temporarily drained.
I licked my lips, savoring the taste of his sperm. Then, with my finger I wiped the last of his thick cum off my face and sucked it into my mouth.

Now I could spend all my attention on my son’s cock in my pussy. I wrapped my legs around his butt, and I could hear me spur him on to fuck me harder and deeper.
Daniel grabbed my legs and pulled them up against his shoulders. I knew that in this position, my pussy would be extra tight and allowed him to push even deeper than before, making it even more fun for us both.
He soon had me squealing with joy as he fucked me for ten minutes and he actually made me cum on his cock, just seconds before I saw his butt clench too and I knew he was depositing his seed in my vagina. He pushed in as far as he could and ground his hips against my butt as he filled me up completely.
“Oh mom, you’re the best” he groaned and leaned in for a kiss, folding me nearly double.
Moments later he rolled off me and onto his back and I saw a glob of white ooze from my pussy.

The boy next door, who had been watching us and jacking his cock back to full hardness, immediately took my son’s place between my legs. I saw him fumble a bit, trying to align his cock with my vagina. When he finally found the spot, he plunged in and began to fuck in a frantic tempo. Thirty seconds later I saw him tense up already as he too shot his seed in my pussy. Unlike my son, he didn’t pull out when he was finished cumming, instead he started pumping again. He kept fucking me with the same rushed tempo, as if he was racing towards his next orgasm as quickly as possible. Taking control of the situation, I rolled him on his back so I was on top and thus able to direct the movements of our bodies. I fucked the boy for a few more minutes, grinding my clit into his coarse pubes and rocking my hips back and forth, while he lay back and enjoyed the view and the powerful sensations in his cock

Daniel was having me suck his cock hard again while he watched me ride his friend. Once again I was being stuffed at both ends and I loved it. It was too bad Jimmy only lasted a few minutes before he clenched up for a third time and groaned that he was cumming.
After his friend was finally finished squirting his stuff in me, my son told me it was his turn again.
“Mom, get on your knees and bend over” he told me.
I watched in disbelieve how I climbed off the boy and got on my hands and knees, presenting my upturned ass to my son. He got behind me, grabbed his cock and pushed it back in my pussy. I moaned again as Daniel started to fuck me with long, deep thrusts.

I had already been feeling quite horny when I woke up, but I was getting even more aroused by these images. My pussy was throbbing, begging for attention. My hands had found their way into my panties and my fingers were at my clit. I knew I was aroused, but It was embarrassing how incredibly wet I was. But, in spite of my arousal, my enraged brain overruled my pussy’s desperate pleads to be touched. Call me old-fashioned, but I could not get off knowing it was my own son who had fucked me.
In sharp contrast, the woman on the screen was having no difficulties giving in to her lust. I was pushing back at my boy with every thrust. My breathing was labored and my whimpers became moans. I could see I was loving this perverted fuck with my son. Daniel was noticing this too as he fucked me even harder, slamming his hips against my butt.
“Are you cumming again mom?” he asked, grunting.
“Yesh Dannl, ah’m cumming! Youh cock feels sooh good in me” I groaned. I could tell I wasn’t lying; I really was cumming hard on my son’s cock.
“Get on the bed jimmy” Daniel said “Let her suck your cock again”
Jimmy did as my son suggested and sat down by my face. Without hesitating I gobbled up his prick and started sucking him while my boy continued to pump my pussy.

There was a soft knock on my door.
“Mom, are you awake?” Daniel asked.
I glanced at the clock and saw I had to go to work in twenty minutes.
“Yes Daniel, I’m fine! Just get yourself some cereal ok? There’s milk in the fridge”
I knew I was a bit cross, but I was not ready to talk to him right now. Besides, there was no time for a talk either. I had been watching the video for thirty minutes and I had to hurry now. I couldn’t be late for work, not after yesterday’s performance, but I had to see everything that had taken place that night. So I pressed the fast forward button and watched while I got dressed for work.
I had to admit, the boys were incredibly inventive, fucking me in ways I’d never thought of. At one time, they were both fucking my pussy at the same time; Jimmy from below and my son from behind. No matter how angry I was, I just had to press play, to watch in normal speed and hear the three of us grunt and moan like animals. Once again there was no denying I liked what the boys were doing to me; I was absolutely loving every second of it, having orgasm after orgasm while the two teens fucked me in harmony.
A little reluctant I pressed fast forward again, as I really had to hurry now. When the boys were finished with me it was past twelve o’clock. They had been fucking me almost nonstop for well over an hour and, if I counted correctly, the boys had pumped at least eight loads of sperm in my pussy. No wonder it was still dripping in the morning.
Before they left, the boys cleaned me up, wiped my soiled pussy with a cloth and helped me get dressed again. Then they helped me in bed and exited my room. Seconds later I was sleeping peacefully again.

Stage 3: Bargaining


As I watched myself sleep, I deliberated what I had to do next. All my questions were answered, but replaced by many new questions. I now knew who had sex with me at night and how he got in the house, but why had I done nothing to stop them?
I had all the evidence I needed to have my rapist arrested, but I couldn’t go to the police anymore. I could never do that to my own son. Also, after watching the footage, I could hardly classify the sex as rape. Could it be that I was so horny from the sexual deprivation that I willingly fucked my own son and the boy next door in my sleep?

No matter how angry I was at Daniel right now, I was still his mother and would always love him. I decided it would be best to talk to him, tell him I knew what he did and how wrong it was. All I had to do was find a way to tell my son he had to stop fucking me, without destroying our loving bond.
That afternoon when Daniel came home I fought to find a way to start our conversation. It was without success, so I decided it would be better to wait for him in my room and confront him as he came in at night. I knew what would happen when I fell asleep, so tonight I was going to stay awake and in control. Steeling myself for the confrontation, I had a big glass of wine, but made sure I remained sober enough to not let myself go.
However, even though I didn’t remember falling asleep, or even getting ready for bed, the next thing I remember is waking up the next morning in my nightclothes with a powerful feeling of drowsiness and a pussy that was overflowing with sperm. How did that happen?

I turned on my laptop and waited impatiently for last night’s video to load.

I saw myself sitting on my bed, fully dressed and waiting for my son to enter the room. Ten minutes later my son entered the room, followed by his friend Adrian and a girl I recognized as Adrian’s sister Grace. Daniel was a bit surprised to see me awake, but he did not flee, nor did he make up an excuse for invading my private quarters. Instead he sat down next to me on the bed and draped his arm around my waist.
I slumped against him and giggled like a schoolgirl. He whispered something in my ears and kissed me in the neck. I did not know what he had said, but it must have worked, because the next moment we had our lips pressed together and were kissing like lovers.
Emboldened by my flirtatious behavior and the reaction to his kiss, he let his hand wander over my blouse, circling ever closer to my breasts until he finally reached them. I didn’t protest when my son was groping me, even allowing him to slide his hand inside my blouse and fondle my bare breast. While he did so, his other hand was pressing down between my legs, rubbing little circles on the crotch of my jeans. I could see me open my legs a bit more, allowing his hand to move between them and give it better access to my pussy.
Now Adrian sat down on my other side and started kissing me too. Together they lowered me onto my back and unbuttoned my blouse. My full round breasts were now uncovered and immediately the boys latched onto my hard nipples. Grace, who had been watching from a distance, joined in and started kissing me too. I eagerly returned her kisses and our tongues started playing.
My hands were busy too, feeling the bulging crotches of Daniel and Adrian. With a bit of fumbling I freed my son’s cock from its tight confines and started jacking him off. Seeing this, Adrian opened his fly too and pulled out his cock so I could masturbate him as well. With surprising dexterity I jacked both boys off at the same time while the three of them rubbed and kissed my breasts and body, kissed my mouth and massaged my pussy.

I was moaning, drunk on the kisses, pushing my hips upward, against Daniels rubbing hand. He took this as a sign to continue his conquest of my body and unzipped the front of my pants. His hands now pushed into the tight jeans, working its way back to my pussy. Unhappy with the slow progress he made, I lifted my ass off the bed and tried to lower my pants. The boys eagerly assisted me and soon I was lying on my back again, dressed in nothing but my panties.
Daniels fingers were back between my legs, rubbing my pussy through the thin cotton panties. I could see myself humping upwards again, pressing my mound up against my son’s probing fingers. Feeling my need, he pulled the crotch aside and plunged his fingers into my hole. While his fingers pumped in and out of my vagina, his thumb rubbed directly on my aroused clit. A minute later I was already having the first of a long series of much-needed orgasms.

Grace had broken our kiss and was now undressing too. The grainy image didn’t show much detail, but I could see the girl had a nice curvy body, with small perky breasts and a pussy that was shaven smooth. She rubbed her finger between her lips and presented it to me. Without hesitation I opened my mouth and sucked on her finger, moaning as I tasted her pussy. The last time I remember tasting another girl’s juices is over twenty years ago, when I was in my teens and experimenting with my best friend. I still remember how I loved the sweet taste of my friend’s pussy, so it was no surprise I was enjoying Grace’s taste too.

Seeing I was up for more, Grace crawled up to my head and placed one knee on each side. Then she lowered her pussy onto my lips. I could not see much happening, but judging by her moans, I was doing a very decent job of licking her pussy.
I was so absorbed with eating her out, that I completely forgot to rub the cocks in my hands. Unhappy with the lack of stimulation, Adrian got on his feet and presented his cock to his sister. Grace immediately opened her mouth for him and started sucking on his cock. It was obviously not the first time the girl sucked her brother’s cock.
In a way, this realization was reassuring to me, like it was a bit more acceptable to have sex with my son now I knew that Adrian had sex with his sister. If they were okay with it, maybe it wasn’t so bad?

While I was eating Grace’s pussy and Adrian had his cock sucked, my son crawled between my legs and pulled my panties off. He spread my legs even further and lowered his face towards my sex and kissed the lips. Even my ex-husband had never licked my pussy, though I had begged him for it and here my son was eating my pussy like it was candy. Although I could not see it and, sadly, could not recall it, I knew the oral pleasure he was giving was nothing short of divine.
I could hear high-pitched squeals coming from between Grace’s thighs, squeals I had not heard myself make in a long time, squeals that indicated an exceptionally good cum. All through my orgasm I never stopped licking her and the vibrations of the moans even added to her pleasure. Now it was my turn to make her squeal. With her hands in my hair the girl humped my face, her moans became more frequent and increasingly rose in pitch as my tongue brought her ever closer to orgasm. I could see her tense up, grabbing the headrest for support as she came.
Overcome with a most powerful climax, she raised her pussy off my mouth and sat down on the pillow, panting and quivering. Showing no compassion with the wracked girl, Adrian grabbed her in his arms and threw her on her back next to me on the mattress. Then he climbed between her legs and seconds later he was pumping into his sister like there was no tomorrow.

All this time my son’s mouth was doing wonderful things to my pussy and I could see he was getting me hotter and hotter. When I finally couldn’t take it anymore, I pulled him on top of my body and begged him to fuck me. I grabbed his cock and lined it up with my vagina.
“Fuck meh Danniel” I whimpered
“You want this mom?” he asked, teasingly rubbing the tip of his cock between my lips.
“Yesh, fuck meh now! Ah need it so bad, Pleashe”
Giving in to my desperate pleas, Daniel pushed forward and started fucking me with long powerful strokes.

Again I was getting really aroused by what I was watching. It was like I was watching a really hot porno and subconsciously my hand had found its way into my cum-soaked panties. My pussy was begging for attention but I had to remind myself I had to go to work in thirty minutes so there really was no time for that.
As I licked my fingers, I tasted once more the now familiar taste of my juice mixed with sperm, my son’s sperm and probably also that of Adrian. It was a delicious cum cocktail and I dipped my finger back in my pussy to get some more. Without me wanting to, I started rubbing my clit every time I went back for more cum cocktail and before I knew it, I was on the edge of cumming again. As I watched Daniel push his cock in me, I plunged my fingers in my pussy, matching the movements to those of my son, thinking how it was him that was fucking me right now.

Stage 4: Depression


All day I was on an emotional roller coaster. One moment I was incredibly horny, the next I was wracked with guilt. How could I turn from a loving mother into such a wanton slut? Why was I doing those horrible things with my son and why was I loving it so damn much?
These nighttime orgies really had to stop, no matter how much I seemed to enjoy them. I wasn’t angry at Daniel anymore, but it wasn’t right for a mother to be doing things like this to her son. It just wasn’t healthy. I didn’t know what to do and there was no one who could help me.

Daniel never gave any indication he was planning something. Nor did he give any signs of being a troubled kid. He did his homework, watched his shows and kissed me goodnight by ten. Half an hour later I checked him and he was sleeping peacefully. He looked so innocent and sweet, I could hardly believe this sweet boy was my nighttime rapist. But then, I could also hardly believe I was the same woman as the insatiable slut he fucked in the videos. I closed the door and went downstairs again.
With Daniel asleep, I could finally have some me-time. Late at night was the only time I had some time to myself, without any work, housekeeping or mothering. Just me, my books and a nice cold glass of chardonnay.
Speaking of chardonnay, I noticed the bottle was almost empty as I poured myself a glass of wine. I really did not want to get drunk, but there was only a little left, so I kept pouring. After I had emptied the bottle into my glass I made myself comfortable again. Then, as I looked at the glass, there was something that caught my eye.

There were little gritty bits of white powder floating towards the bottom of the glass. I realized what it was and it explained why I did all those things and why I never could remember any of it. With every glass of chardonnay I drank, my son drugged me with some kind of rape drug and then had his way with my willing body!
As I looked in my liquor cabinet, I saw that every single bottle had been carefully opened and some of them had a little bit of white residue on the bottom. The little bugger was taking no chances; he had spiked all the bottles.

I sat down on the couch again and thought about what to do. Finally aware of what was happening to me somehow made me feel more relaxed. Also I was relieved to know it was all Daniel’s doing, there was no blame on my side; I was still the loving mother I had always been. Everything made sense now and I knew what to do. I picked up the glass and took a big swig.

I wonder who’ll be fucking me tonight.

Stage 5: Acceptance

Introduction:

By Omegaxypher

This is what happens when a Tentacle Monster wakes up early.

The first moments of his existence happened so abruptly, just being alive was an overwhelming sensation in itself. He felt a cold hard slab under his squishy body, it was uncomfortable and his rubbery flesh clung to its surface. He could make out faint shapes surrounding and they terrified him with their unknown intent. There was nothing but silence which only helped to tighten the knot of fear building deep in core.
He felt other parts of him stirring sluggishly to life and moved of their own motivation in reaction to his growing sense of dread. His long dexterous limbs reached out into the unknown and struck out at those strange objects, toppling them over. The first sound in his short existence was a terrible crash, so loud and harsh it sharply pierced through his mind.
His reaction was one of pure terror and his limbs responded by thrashing more violently in defense. Then in his frantic struggle with the air around him, he rolled off the smooth slab and collapsed to the floor with a heavy whump. His body was met by another hard and unforgiving surface, living was a horrible experience.
All he could think of was to seek some kind of shelter and hide. His many limbs acted independently to obey his desire and they quickly dragged him into a corner, shoving himself as deeply into the crevice for shelter. He spread his highly malleable core into the nook and remained there unmoving. Then he noticed his vision was slowly adjusting to the darkness.
There was a rush of relief when his vision fully adjusted and could more clearly make out the shapes of the raised slab he had tumbled off of. All around it was the smaller objects he had knocked over and there were many tiny shiny objects scattered all over the ground.
His curiosity caused one of his arms to reach out to pluck one of the bright things, but there was a sharp sting and he retracted his limb with a startled hiss. There was a wound under his inspection, a small pink gash in his gray hide. The sensation he had felt made his body turn rigid and he felt hot under his skin, he did not like it.
His thoughts were disrupted when he detected a new sound. It was a sharp clicking noise in a slow uneven pace, but it was getting closer. The sound filled him with panic and he frantically searched for some kind of exit despite the large opening where the noise was coming from and growing ever louder.
The walls offered him nothing, just a smooth obstacle. He looked high to the ceiling and he could see there were covered openings which he could easily squeeze his body through. His limbs knew where he needed to go and he felt them changing to make climbing such a smooth surface possible by forming fleshy cups that stuck to the surface easily. They worked as a unit to carry him up the wall and spread him out over the ceiling to reach for the portal to safety from the unknown threat.
The coverings were proving to be far more resilient of an obstacle when he tried to pry at the edge of it but was growing more frustrated with every failed attempt. Then he noticed the clicking sounds had stopped and frozen in place at the realization. He peered down and his body went rigid when something moved at the large opening, it was another creature!

It was nothing like him, smaller and strange in how it stood on two of its four limbs while the other pair held the frame of the opening to tilt its body inside the room. The top of it was draped with so many thin black strings so long they obscured it's head and reached to the low parts of its body. From his vantage point, he could see it had voluptuous curves which he found oddly enticing to gaze over.
He was unsure about what to do, part of him wanted to escape, yet, he felt a strange urge towards the creature. He tried to dismiss the desire figuring it was just curiosity getting the better of him. Then the scent of the creature filled his sense of smell and it was such an intoxicating aroma for him. It was the sweet scent of his opposing gender and it excited him to know it.
There was no longer any conflicting thoughts of escape and he watched her more closely. She was breathing faster making the generous swell of her chest rise and fall and she reached out to the wall with a trembling hand and pressed a raised part of its surface. The room was abruptly? bathed in bright light and he winced at the harsh change. His eyes watered blurring his vision, but when they cleared he could see her alluring figure much easier.
She gasped in alarm covering her mouth with the paddle like ends of her upper limbs, she must have been expecting him to still be laying on the slab. He watched her backing away, she was going to bolt. His desire to stop her provoked a tentacle to act and could only watch in shock when unintentionally caused one of his arms to launch towards her.
Before he could think of a reason for it to stop, the tendril was already tightly coiled around her slender neck. She tried to scream when he grabbed her feeling her throat tensing up to let loose the noise. The tentacle was reacted swiftly and noosed her throat so tightly it came out as a squeak. She grabbed his limb with the strange grasping ends of her arms and he felt those hard tips trying to burrow into the hard muscle and pry his hold off of her neck.
He was frozen in place, too scared to act and unable to let go when she looked up to him with large and expressive eyes. The small pupils were ringed with a bright blue color and they grew even larger when she saw him. Her mouth had a pair of plump glossy lips, much brighter and exotic looking contrast to her skin.
His anxiety subsided and he was curious about her mouth and its distracting color. Another tentacle moved down to inspect her lips trying to touch them with its tip. She tried to twist her head away while he kept stroking at her lips only to have her move her head away again. It felt like a form of play to him and he kept winning when he stroked his tendrils against her plush lips. She must have gotten fed up and tried to bite his tendril, but he had another idea for her mouth.
His gray appendage plunged into her warm and wet mouth spreading her lips around its tough hide. Her eyes went wide with shock and she squealed when it surged deeply inside and crushed her tongue flat to make room for its thickness. He watched her cheeks flush pink in color and she shut her eyes tight while he explored the insides of her mouth. Her lips were being dragged back and forth with the motions of his limb and her cheeks were being pushed out from the inside when he wanted the tip to poke at them.
She the contorted features of her face slowly softened and in a handful of moments she was moaning and whimpering while he played with her mouth. Something had changed with her when she looked at him again with half lidded eyes. He didn't understand what it meant, but her silken soft tongue started to stroke his flesh and her cheeks caved when she sucked on his tentacle. It was an amazing feeling watching her head bobbing on his appendage more and more urgently.
She grabbed the tentacle and purred deeply when she pulled it into her mouth, all he could do was stare in stunned silence. Her lips were smearing their color on his tendril marking how deeply she was taking it into her loving mouth.
He wanted to see her take more and shoved his limb deeper until it forced it's way into a tight passage. Her head was forced to tilt back and her eyes winced when she loudly gagged on the invader, but she could no longer move her head over his flesh. He felt her neck pushing against the tentacle when it slithered so deeply into the tight confines it entered. When he removed his hold on her neck, it shocked him to see her throat bulging from him penetrating it.
She was loudly gulping and slurping at his tentacle, trying to devour it with her hungry maw. The loud sounds she made were so provocative to him he felt his body getting hot under his hide.His limb pumped into her throat more urgently to coax more noises from her throat and she seemed to gladly oblige him. She was drooling heavily on his tendril and thick strings were dangling from his glossy hide. Her throat was glistening with her flowing saliva and it overflowed down into the creamy cleft dominating her chest.
He watched her curiously wriggle out of the long white skin that was draped over her arms and shoulders, only to discard it to the floor. It surprised him because he simply assumed it was a part of her body like a skin, but she just she had casually discarded it. When he saw the pale skin of her arms he quickly understood that she was stripping off nothing more than extra coverings. She was struggling with another white layer that tightly hugged her body. Her weird graspers couldn't unfasten the little knobs holding the covering together.
She was trying to free the compressed swell of her chest and he couldn't help but reach down to assist her. He plunged limbs two into a small gap and yanked the covering apart exposing her massive globes and taut midriff to him. His eyes gazed at those mounds of soft looking flesh while she reached up to them and unfastened the black strap supporting them. He was mesmerized when she started to stroke her orbs while his tentacle pumped deeply into her neck.
She smeared her spit all over her chest until hey had a wet glossy sheen which only enhanced how appealing they were to him. They looked heavy in her hands, but they also looked very soft to touch when her digits sunk deeply into them. They were capped with large pink rings and he watched them slowly bunch up when she played with them. The nubs rose up from their centers getting more pronounced until they were hard looking protrusions of meat.
His own mouth started to profusely drool for her and he could feel his tongues roaming inside it with ravenous hunger. He was done playing with her mouth because he was filled with the urge to devour such delicious looking mounds of flesh. He was forced to reign in control of the tendril churning at her throat, it was quite reluctant to leave the home it has claimed for itself. She seemed just as reluctant to let it go and it slipped from her lips with a sharp smack of her lips.
She was left gasping from his tentacle being so deeply lodged in her esophagus and the corners of her mouth were curled towards her cheeks. He dropped from the roof and his limbs easily absorbed the shock to stand before her. Her eyelids were sagging low like she was in a daze when she looked up to him.
She reached for one his tendrils and clutched it before attempting to guide it under the gap between her legs. His limb wriggled from her grasp before she got it into the void of the tight black garment hugging her thighs. She made a desperate whimper and stubbornly reached for another. It was his turn to get annoyed and his tendrils snapped around the hard narrow parts of her arms and pushed her back.
Seeing her moving towards the raised slab gave him an idea and he directed the topless female towards it. When her rump struck it's hard jutting edge she willingly mounted it with a lusty giggle. He rumbled deeply and moved in on her, pushing her down until she was laying across the width of its surface. It only had enough room for the length of her body and her rump was nearly hanging off the edge but he was more than happy to support her voluptuous curves with his limbs.
Her legs were sheathed in a soft black material and she parted them eagerly to hug her thighs against the bulbous center mass. He refused to release her arms, they were tipped with red talons and even in her dazed state of mind, she could harm him. He pulled them high over her head making her already impressive chest look even more perky to him.
His maw parted and fat ropes of his drool cascaded onto her toned stomach and she gasped when she saw the vertical slit lined with jagged teeth. His tongues reached out from the deep recesses of his mouth. They were pale lengths of muscle numerous in number and studded with black barbs, far smaller than his limbs but moved in a similar function. Their tips were capped off with muscular maws and ringed with stubby spurs for teeth.
She didn't struggle or scream, she bit her plump bottom lip and pushed her chest forward offering her flesh to him. They eagerly rushed in on her chest and a pair curled around the base of her mountains. She whined when they crushed them in their coils, scraping into her silken flesh while her peaks bulged until they looked like taut orbs of meat.
A pair of his feeding tendrils engulfed her pink caps and clamped down with the hard spurs denting her skin with a hard bite. She gasped in shock when they sucked on her pulling her soft meat deeper in their maws. The firm protrusions were crushed flat by the muscular contractions of his feeding tendrils trying to swallow them. They tugged on her peaks when they sucked and chewed on her. She writhed under him licking her lips and moaning louder and more feverishly the more he ravished her chest.
More of them clamped onto her taut globes sucking pinching her skin. They pulled at them until they slipped free and leaving red circles in their wake surrounded by white marks of raised flesh where their teeth dug in. She was just too delicious to not taste. She was panting when one of his mouths met with hers and she licked the edge of it, teasing it with her tongue.
Her thighs pulled at him bringing her hips close his body and she rubbed something so warm and damp against his hide. It startled him at first to feel it pulsing against him, but she ground this silken soft part of her body with urgency the more he sucked on her chest.
His curiosity had a sent a pair of tentacles to coil around her thighs. They sunk into her plush fat until they squeezed into the hard muscle under it. The black material clinging to the length of her legs felt damp on the insides as if she was leaking from somewhere. They pried her thighs off him and spread them far away until they almost were laying flat on the slab.
The tight black waistband hugging them was stretched until it peeled back, bunching up around her waist. There was another covering under it, but it managed to catch his eyes with they way the material had a raised swirling pattern mixing with a semi-transparent backdrop. The small triangular undergarment hugged the swell of her bare crotch before narrowing into a band and vanishing into the deep cleft of her rump. The material seemed far too tight for her because her flesh was bulging out from the sides it was constricting her so tightly. He could see she was sopping wet between her legs and his hungry mouths moved to investigate.
She yelped in surprise when one delved between her legs and filled its mouth with the softest meat he had found on her yet. It was supple and silken and he pulled it far from her body stretching it away from her until it slipped free. She groaned deeply and her legs shuddered in his grasp when he munched on the pair of puffy lips, tugging them out from under the undergarment doing such a poor job of hiding them.
The flavor was an amazing mix of bitter salt with a hint of sweetness. He removed that black barrier with a limb, shearing the fabric so he had complete access to her her tight looking seam. Her tender meat filled his mouths once more and he deeply enjoyed chewing on them. The way she moaned and whimpered while she writhed her hips only encouraged him to devour her more thoroughly.
When he pulled at her lips, there were teasing flashes of glistening pink meat under her folds. He rumbled low with a desire to see what kind of treasures he could find hidden there. His mouths reached into her pink center, nipping at her thin petals plucking them from their hiding spot. He discovered a swollen protrusion of flesh at the high point of her slit and wasted no time to chew at the length of it.
There was a constant onslaught of new and strange noises erupting from her throat between frantic bouts of frenzied breathing
Her body twitched and bucked erratically and he wasn't sure if he was hurting her or giving her pleasure the way she was behaving.
Her nether lips had become even more swollen from his rough attention, turning into red beacons with white raised patches were their teeth clutched them. The pink protrusion was trapped in one of his mouths and had become so swollen, it was pulled into a mouth and crushed flat under the hard interior muscle. Her cries reached new pitches but they were mixed with such deep and low moans from his feeding.
Then he noticed motion in the lower part of her slit and he finally discovered the source of her honey. It was a pink opening, glistening wet and it was flexing shut at him with light sucking sounds. It was squeezing out her fluids, spilling down into the cleft of her curvaceous backside and over a dark fleshed pucker nestled deeply between her cheeks.
His focus remained on her pink entrance and shoved one of his mouths inside it. There was a loud wet squelch and he felt her slick walls crashing down around it, trying to force it out. She cried out wildly when he shoved his mouth into her hole and she only got more vocal when he thrashed it inside her, churning the small barbed tendril against her slippery passage.
He spread his jaws inside her, trying to bite at the walls surrounding it. What he got instead was a mouth full of her nectar and he shuddered with pleasure when it overwhelmed his sense of taste. He only thought of wanting more and crammed more hungry mouths into her tight hole and the way she squealed when he stuffed so many mouths up her wet slot made him shudder in delight she was enjoying it so much.
Each one had its own pace when they burrowed into her thrashing not just against her slick walls but shoving at one another. She could only make sharp huffing sounds when he had so many crowding her passage. The writhing mass battled inside her to suck on her walls to drink her up nectar. It felt like her cavern was melting with the very essence he craved from her.
He was curious what kind of flavor was waiting for him behind the dark pucker of muscle just under her passage filled with barbed tendrils sawing at it. He shoved a few adventurous mouths up her taut ring and she grunted when he violated there. Her back passage clamped down with strength, trapping his mouths in that hot and grainy hole. He wasn't bothered and they sucked at her insides to discover she did taste different back there. It was a heavy earthy taste but much more sweet and it felt like her insides were trying to draw his tendrils even deeper up her twitching pucker.
She lifted her head up to look between her legs and there was a stunned wide-eyed expression on her face. The mound above her slit was bulging and shifting from the tangled mass of tendrils he had wedged in her slot to harvest the steady flow of juices. Those blue ringed pupils rolled back under their eyelids and her mouth parted wider and wider the harder he churned his feeding tendrils in her twitching passages.
He felt her pink slot was only gripping the tangle of flesh harder, but then it felt like the tension was spreading through her entire body and her juices seemed to flood her passage until it there was a steady cascade of it dripping off his tendrils. He perceived that she was attempting to drown them once she had them trapped in her vice like grip. They only wriggled more vigorously inside, raking their barbs against the squishy walls of her tunnel with loud and sloppy churning sounds.
Then suddenly everything changed when jer tilted her head back and let forth a long and low groan before her passage was wracked with powerful spasms. They were so strong it had startled him and he abruptly yanked his mouths from her hole with a loud slurp. It was like he had pulled a plug in her brain because her body went limp in his coils. He watched her eyelids flutter before her head flopped backward until it was hanging listlessly off the edge of the slab.
He was confused by her reaction and he was left with only the sound of her labored breathing, but it was quickly forgotten when he gazed upon her holes still flexing tightly at him. The sight of such lewd contractions made him ache more fiercely than before and for the first time, he noticed there was a strange pressure building lower in his mass. His mouths retreated from her, leaving chest and midriff with countless red patches where he had suckled her. Those pink cups he had chewed on the most until they turned red and swollen with a deep ring of dents from his teeth.
He couldn't see where the feeling was coming from, so one of his tentacles moved to investigate the uncomfortable sensation in his body. To his own surprise, he discovered he possessed another slit and shuddered when his tendrils traced the seam. There were no teeth to be found around this opening, but to his surprise, he felt something stirring just under the opening.
He realized it was his own actions that were the cause of the internal motion, inside the pocket was another set of appendages. With a grunt of effort, they spilled out of their hiding spot, four thick pale tentacles flopped from his body. They hung there limply for a moment while thick globs of clear slime dripped off their glistening flesh.
They were almost the same thickness of his limbs but riddled with dark veins that bulged along their surface. The tips were crowned with large bulbous heads, much thicker than the shaft and there was a slit at the very tip that drooled a steady flow of clear slime. He wanted to use them on her to feel her openings wrapped around this new flesh.
He was already used to how his arms acted independently on his desires, but the new appendages needed his guidance. It was deeply frustrating trying to control them all at once and it was taking far more effort than he cared to exert in the moment. He gave up on using all four of them at the same time and focused on learning to use just one of them.
She was still unconscious when the tendril moved with no dexterity and smacked its blunt tip against her puffy lips with enough force to make her flesh ripple. He went rigid from the unexpected sensation, it was a raw surge of pleasure that tingled its way up his body. The new limb was extremely sensitive and he clearly understood why they needed to be hidden from being touched by rough or sharp things.
He massaged it into her petals, using it to explore not just the reddened folds covering her opening. There was a deep shudder of pleasure that traveled through the entirety of his body from stroking himself against something so soft while smearing his thick slime over what he touched. It felt so good just to tease himself with her slit, but it looked so small with his tip pressed against it.
His desires made him reckless and he pushed it into to her seam in spite of his reservations. Those concerns were drowned out by the sight of his bulbous tip sinking into her soft flesh until those thick lips were forced to spread around it. He could feel the heat of her folds pulsing against his member and the sensation only spurred him to keep pressing his member into her. Then he felt it, her opening kissing at his tip and spreading to welcome his breeding organ.
Her swollen lips had yawned open wider around the head, but she was spreading open too slowly. His cock relented only for a moment only to have him shove hard into her slot. She grunted when her sex was forced to swallow his thick tip with a loud and wet squelch. He growled the purest delight from the sudden surge of pleasure when her tight walls twitched around the head of his member lodged inside.
A primal urge took hold of him and he started to roughly pummel it inside her, his size was so great he had bulged the mound of her sex and now he was fixated on working it even deeper. With every hard lunge, he snarled in pleasure and her insides loudly protested by belching and wetly gushing around his length.
She huffed and groaned with a deadpan note while he ruthlessly ravaged her, it was the noise of her mental surrender to his desires. Her head limply rocked, knocking her skull into the hard slab with ringing thumps. Her body was still limp and lurched away from his thrashing member, which in turn made the globes atop her chest swing with heavy rotations before crashing together with a loud slap of flesh on flesh.
He didn't care how unresponsive she was because he was so focused on the wonderful tension rapidly building inside him. He clearly understood the purpose of the organ wedged in her passage, he was mating with her. The realization brought forth not just a mental rush of euphoria, but a physical one. His breeding tendril was getting stiff inside her and the veins were bulging on its surface. He felt intense friction in her slick hole when his tip expanded deep in her tunnel.
There was a powerful release from his body and he felt something rush down the shaft and his organ pulsed, pumping a thick fluid inside his mate. His entire body trembled and he nearly collapsed onto her prone body from such a mind melting release. He watched as a thick white slime gushed around his shaft, but he kept on pumping his essence inside her and it cascaded down to the floor in thick ropes splattering into a wide mess on the gray floor.
When the tendril was finished it was stuck inside her and refused to respond to his mental commands. When it finally deflated enough the limp member lid from her passage with a messy slurp. She let out a long bubbling fart from her stuffed hole and deluge of his white emission followed and struck the floor with a splash.
He was drunk on the pleasure of mating and he found that his single release was not enough. Too much of seed spilled from her canal, he needed to plant it deeper inside. His tendrils squeezed her thighs hard and shoved them high towards her chest until her knees were touching her shoulders. The heels of her bent legs tapped against the cheeks of the thick halves or her rump. When he folded her in such a way her hips angled higher and presented both her holes for him to conquer.
When he violently stuffed another hard member up her messy sex, there was a faint whimper from over the edge of the slab. He pumped into her more aggressively, splitting her squishy walls apart until that lump in her mound had vanished into her midsection. There was more pleasure to be taken from her and he brought another organ to the back passage and shoved its tip against it as well.
She wasn't mentally aware and made no attempt to stop him or voice protest and he wriggled the hard tip between her cheeks until he felt that ring of muscle spreading open for his member. He viciously ground his way up her back end until it shuddered and gave way to his demands.
He snarled from the almost overwhelming sensation of filling both her holes at the same time. He could feel them sliding against one another almost touching but with only a thin barrier of her flesh between them.
He enjoyed how both slots felt very different from one another. The pink one was slick and the walls were strong, gripping the entirety of his length. The back passage was very powerful at the entrance and attempted to choke his shaft, but deeper inside the walls were squishy and soft with no strength in them at all.
She let out a low groan but he voice broke from the jarring thrusts of his shafts plundering her holes. He felt her body tensing up and she arched her back in such a way he could see his shaft bulging through her stomach just under the naval. Then she loudly gurgled when her insides shuddered and quaked around him, milking his length with powerful contractions while her hips bucked and writhed around his hard meat.
He lunged harder when he felt her intense spasms, but to his surprise and pleasure, he had struck the limits of her pink slot. It felt too good to not keep relentlessly battering his hard meat into the end of her tunnel. He could feel it giving way, stretching to take in more of his length. Her back passage had no such trouble taking his length and his hard flesh wound its way up her slimy insides until he had no more of his organ to give.
Still, he hungered for more and he brought the last remaining breeding organ to her slit and shoved it up against the shaft of its twin. He stubbornly wriggled the head against her entrance until his persistence paid off and he pried her hole open to take in both. Her sex gushed a hot stream of clear fluid all over his body when he double stuffed her sex. More and more of her fluid sprayed when he shoved both his shafts up her shuddering passage until she had run dry of the sticky stuff.
He hissed in delight and thrashed them inside her, making her insides loudly gurgle and groan in protest. Her midsection bulged and twisted with the three tentacles churning away at her ruined openings. Her midriff went from a white cream to a deeply flushed pink color from his abusive lust and the only sound he could hear coming from her was strained squelches and squishes coming from her over packed slit.
He could feel his organs growing more rigid with every stroke and the pleasure was getting so intense it was hard to focus. Their flesh pulsed in her holes, expanding in size and bloating their heads until he could no longer move them. They all released into her while he let forth a deep groan of bliss.
They were taking turns pumping his thick and potent slime deeply into her core. He was filled with a deep sense of satisfaction when her midsection shuddered with every throb until it lost its toned shape and was swelled up with his emissions. Her stomach continued to expand until the flesh looked taut and round and his peak finally ebbed once more.
They were so deeply entrenched in her body he had to yank them free with a loud popping sound. With all four of his breeding tentacles spent they retracted back in their resting place. His central mass was shuddering and pulsing from his exertion and finally, the cloud of lust faded from his thoughts.
Her holes were left as gaping caverns, but there was only a small trickle of his seed flowing from them now that he certain he had bred her properly. He was spent and no longer had any interest in holding her in such a compromising position. When he released her legs they flopped forward and she slid off the slab slamming backside first to the hard floor.
Her body remained sitting legs splayed open and she bent over until her slime filled belly was pressed to the floor between her thighs. Her head was sagging and her mouth hung open limply, her tongue was dangling from her brightly colored mouth and a long rope of drool hung off its tip. Her eyes were nothing more than vacant orbs, unfocused and had an empty stare about them. He knew from her stupefied expression he had crushed her mind with his selfish desires, she was nothing more than a vessel for his seed.
He felt conflicted over how he had broken her when he got so lost in the experience of mating for the first time. He also felt a strange thrill of it as well, having conquered the female so completely. Still, he wondered how much different it could have ended if he was more delicate with his mate.
There was no reason for him to linger here any longer, she wouldn't be going anywhere and now the passage she came from was available for him to explore. He tried his best to coordinate his tendrils to help him walk towards the entrance and already he was picking up the scent of another female, maybe he would get another chance at mating again.

Introduction:

Two Coeds Encounter The Nieghborhood Dog

The Berkeley Coeds Assault


Synopsis: Two Berkeley coeds get assaulted by the neighborhood Rottweiller and discover their own sexuality as a result
51 pages, 20693 words

It was a sunny and already hot late May California weekday afternoon, like many ones before it she had experienced for the past 6 years. The final bell of Sather Tower at University of California, Berkley (UCB) had rung and she was on her way to her house she shared with longtime best friend, Kate. A few of her friends drove by in their Jeep to offer her a ride home but she refused.

Home was a mile and a half away and rather than worry about the hassle of bringing a car on campus and finding a parking spot she chose to walk home. She enjoyed the walk, it gave her a chance to unwind and reflect on the day and it was very scenic. Plus it was a great exercise. During the week she walked the hilly trail home almost daily except for the three times a week and the weekend when she actually jogged with Kate as part of their exercise regime.

At age 26 Jessica was in her final year of graduate school for engineering, one of the few women in this still typical male dominated field. She had been easily accepted for the doctorate program but was still trying to make a final decision to attend but was leaning toward it due to the current economic climate plus her best friend was going for a doctorate in physics which meant they could share the house for at least three more years.

Jessica shared the house with her long-term roommate and best friend Kate. Jessica’s parents had purchased the house for them to live in since both women had their sights set early on to at least go to graduate school and maybe beyond that. After they both finished college, it was going to be investment income for her parents. Her parents both being independent very successful investment managers knew it would be wasteful to lose rent money over the course of seven to eight years of their studies and found the house nearby and bought it at an estate auction, remodeled it for the two girls with a focus on design for study, relaxation and privacy. The house was actually on some acreage due to it being part of an old landholding and shared the property line with the rugged and hilly Claremont Canyon Regional Preserve where many romantic trysts had occurred between college students, so the house had interior privacy as well as location privacy. The front and sides of the house were landscaped with thick screening shrubs, and was set well back into the property from the street with a long winding driveway. Only a small portion of the house roof peak was visible from the street.


Jessica was 5'4 and weighing 120lbs. Strenuous weight training, mountain biking and jogging the steep hills with her roommate and best friend had them in peak shape with toned bodies and well defined and ripped abdomens. Her Nordic ancestry from both parents had given her long beautiful light blonde hair that shimmered like yellow-white gold and sparkling blue eyes. Her firm high-set 34 Full C cup breasts also had that European up tilt to them; curvy hips and tight rounded ass that had kept the boys at high school and throughout college dreaming about her during the day. Her Nordic genes also enhanced her ability to achieve and retain a beautiful dark tan that even surpassed those of the fabled Southern California girl. While extremely pretty, she was never unapproachable and quite personable; she never turned away from anyone at campus that wanted to talk to her. Due to her high academic scores, long time attendance and personality, she was asked quite often to lead the more important campus orientation sessions or tours for visiting VIPs.

Throughout her junior/high school and college life many boys tried to get Jessica to go out with them and she had refused most of them. She was extremely picky, having a few serious relationships, depending on whom you asked. She wasn't a prude by any means, she had a very flirty and friendly personality but her strenuous advanced placement classes during high school and college course of study made it difficult to date many of the guys at campus and she was very focused on her serious career of choice and what she needed to do to meet that goal. While she did like many of the guys she actually accepted to go out on dates with, she always ended up asking herself if she could bring them home to mom and dad and that question instantly eliminated most, the few that were left were intimidated by her intellect and drive to achieve her goals and most realized at this stage in their lives education would be at Jess’s forefront and her relationships second. During her last year of high school, she had a steady boyfriend, but at the time being a virgin had only given blow jobs and they had mutually agreed to break up after the prom since he was planning on attending college several states away and also was thinking about not returning to his home state if a good employment opportunity presented itself after graduation.

Jessica's long-term roommate, Kate, was just as attractive as Jessica but very affectionate and sexual, stood 5’10 barefoot, dark skin tone that held a dark tan superbly with long gorgeous dark cinnamon hair and amazing green eyes. The same age as Jessica, she was tanned from the beach and from longing around the wading pool they had in the backyard. Kate’s body was lean and whip-corded from a slightly more strenuous workouts than Jessica’s were, had a beautiful face and massive but firm D cup breasts that set off her lean muscular body. She was a fanatic on working out with a well defined ripped stomach and muscular back that caused envious glances from both men and women alike when she went to the beach. Men always tried to slip her a few more drinks while out clubbing to see what happened but they were always unsuccessful in their attempts, not knowing that Kate had a genius level IQ and was earning a masters in physics at Berkeley then going into the doctoral program. She was hoping to convince Jessica to keep on with her studies as well or at least stay in the area as her roommate for another couple of years. Like Jessica, she had only a few serious boyfriends over the years, and at an early age had focused on exactly what she wanted in education and for a career, this combined with her genius level IQ quickly deterred most suitors in short order as they could not meet her drive, focus or match her intellect.

With their intellect and focus on education, Kate as well as Jessica could have breezed through the undergraduate and graduate programs in as little as three or four years before deciding on going for their doctorates but both wanted to take this special time in their lives to enjoy a normal college experience with their peers as well as their activities outside of school. Knowing of those who had received doctorates by their early twenties, brilliant in mind and education but often ill-adapted to fit in society with people of their own age let alone education, Kate and Jessica wanted to avoid this pitfall.

Jessica often thought that her roommate/best friend might be bisexual by the flirty things she said to her over the years. The infrequent times when they went out clubbing Kate just as often danced with women as the men and just as seductively and flirty, she had a habit of wearing an old thin cropped t-shirt around the house with no bra on and skimpy panties or a sheer mesh night shirt that was slit high up her hips with no panties while lounging around the house. While Jessica not being in any way prudish herself often wore similar but only slightly more modest clothing.

Finally, what rounded out Jessica’s thinking about Kate: often at night, they would sit on the couch together to watch the big flat screen television and Kate would seemingly absently caress Jessica’s legs, sometimes getting quite high. Occasionally during these moments Jessica would return her own caress on Kate’s arm and sometimes legs. With one exception, her roommate and best friend had never made an actual move on her: One time during a raucous bacherlorette party they were hosting that included strip clubs, the girls in the party jumping up and dancing with each other that included bumping and grinding with each other on the dance floor, everyone wound up back at their house doing shots and watching porn movies. After everyone left the house in the stretch limousine that was hired to pick up the women to take them around clubbing and get them safely back home, they tried finishing watching one particular interesting movie, both of them were very intoxicated and silly and had shed their outer clothes with just skimpy thong panties remaining due to the house lacking air conditioning and the alcohol heated flush with their intoxicated state. During a very intense movie scene, Kate leaned over and gave Jessica a very passionate long kiss during which her hand started caressing Jessica’s breast and then upper thigh, which then led to some mutual fondling until they passed out.

Later, Jessica passed it off as a combination of excessive drinking, dancing, blowing off college stress and watching porn movies, as well as her extremely mutually attractive roommate. It is not liked it shocked her, nor was she uncomfortable with it, she had seen it many times during college parties among other women, kissing and beyond kissing during some of the wilder ones, but had not personally experienced it to the point that Kate carried it to.

Today, as she walked home, Jess was distracted on her future plans as the time was rapidly approaching to where she needed to make the decision to continue pursuing her education or start looking for employment. Doctorate or no doctorate? Damn economy! It was bad enough being a woman in the engineering field and trying to get hired. She recently saw a statistic that 40% of students that graduated with a BA or BS actually had to move back in with their parents due to lack of jobs. Unfortunately, the study concentrated only on undergraduate degrees. Continuing sharing the house with Kate while earning a doctorate or chance finding a job that was too far to commute back to the house, or even a good job offer out of state she would find hard to turn down. These were the types of things on her mind as she walked home from the campus these days as decision time neared.

Jess followed the Stonewall Panoramic nature/hiking/jogging trail thru the ecological preserve to get to South side of the preserve then continued on the trail to the Stonewall Road trail outlet to enter into the residential area she resided in. The trail rose and fell over 600’ in elevation change and greatly contributed to her great shape she was in. Once in the residential area, she would take the street that led up to their secluded house.

Jessica had changed walking sides of the street because she had been badly startled during her first few weeks walking back from campus six years ago. The house that was opposite the edge of the nature preserve had a wooden fence on its side. The first few weeks she would walk home, the fence would jump back at her as she walked by. The barking gave away it was her neighbors dog who was always startled by her walking by in the afternoon.

She could not tell what kind of dog was behind the fence or how large, she could just for a few small moments see its eyes or parts of its body through the cracks between each wooden post continually lunging at the fence, what little she could see, and the way the fence bowed, she thought it might be a very large one. After passing by this house for a few weeks and the same behavior repeating she decided it was best to change the side of the street she was walking on to avoid the agitated dog. Through her years walking home, it was the same thing every day. The dog would get excited, it could still hear her, possibly smell her, every time she walked by.

She passed the house like any other day and went home. Not knowing the next day fate would intervene for her and the dog for which she had feared for 6 years.

That evening while Jessica and Kate slept, a widespread windstorm swept through and a large tree was uprooted and fell on the neighbor’s fence corner. Most of the massive tree covered the fence damage and it would be several days before the tree trimming company would be able to get to this one.

Jessica's alarm clock went off at 7 am. The weather report for the day called for it to be hot in the low to mid 90s. She rolled out of bed, nude, as she and Kate both slept that way because the house did not have air conditioning like a lot of California houses. Her parents were currently getting bids to have air conditioning installed in the next few weeks to make the house more marketable when it came time for the girls to leave, and it seemed to be either actually more hot days occurring in recent years or the climate warming was already affecting everyone’s thinking there is more hot days.

She thought since the hot summer had made an early arrival she would wear a sundress so she would not be so hot on the walk home this afternoon. She took a short yellow sundress out and tossed it onto her bed along with her cool weave mesh thong panties. Jess took a shower, did her make up paying special attention to bring out her sparkling blue sapphire eyes, and brush her hair into amazing long golden tresses. She decided to complete the beach look with a pair of sandals. Putting her jogging shoes in her backpack, she threw on a pair of sunglasses over her head and was ready to go.

The rest of the morning came and went like other mornings. Jessica got a ride to campus from her roommate Kate.

Kate always took a different way with the car to campus and neither had any clue of the storm damage from the night before. Had she known, one would have to guess she would have avoided the walk home.

The campus day came and went like all the others. A few of the guys had made a friendly pass at her but she just laughed and thanked them.

Meanwhile, her neighbors, an attractive young married couple had spent a tough morning deciding on what to do with their beloved Rottweiller. Several telephone calls to a number of tree removal and landscaping companies all resulted in the same reply, all were swamped with calls and the earliest they could do the work was approx. 2 to 3 weeks. Even though the tree had crushed the fence corner, it did not appear the dog could get out due to the dense tangle of tree limbs that covered the corner and they didn't want to keep their dog in all day especially if it was going to be on the hot side with neither of them home since their house also lacked air conditioning. The wife was particularly concerned with all the female hikers and joggers in the adjacent densely wooded nature preserve; the majority of the nature/jogging trails were quite isolated, herself as a jogger knew, with many hidden and secluded glens throughout, hence the popularity with couples with romance on their minds. After observing the Rotty inspecting the damage and then walking away after his curiosity was satisfied, then checking on him periodically for awhile, they reluctantly decided to let him stay out anyway during the day thinking he could not get through the dense tangle.

The afternoon came and Jessica walked home and to her horror noticed the fallen tree on the fence corner. She thought to herself,

"I hope they kept that damn dog inside”.
"Is there another way I can go?
It's really hot out here and no other streets connect and the hiking/jogging trail does not dip down behind our house.
They must have kept him inside or something."

She considered these thoughts, surveyed the situation, and decided it was too hot and to take a chance and she proceeded on.

At the same spot she had done hundreds of times before, she switched to the other side of the street to turn the corner, however, Jessica heard the dog in the yard do its daily ritual and run up against the fence to bark and lunge and then run to the damaged fence corner.

The dense tangle of tree limbs began shaking and then a very large black head appeared. Jessica noticed this and her heart began to race and she began to walk faster past the house, maybe if she walked faster and got away the dog would calm down, it appeared he could not get thru the tree limbs except for his head. The dog for which she had never seen before pulled his head back and then reappeared in a different spot, only this time his head and shoulders were showing.

He gave out one loud bark; a clearer more audible bark than Jessica had ever heard from him before and she instantly knew "The dog is going to get through that tangle...Oh Shit!" A million thoughts raced through her head on what to do, she didn't know if she should freeze, run, call for help or anything.

She instinctively turned around to see what was going on and made eye contact with the dog she was afraid of for six years. It was a very large black & tan Rottweiller perhaps the largest Rottweiller she had ever seen, and must be at least160 pounds if not more. The Rottweiller could sense her fear, barked at her once, and began to earnestly work his way through the tangle.

Jessica broke out into a fast run. She had no idea how close the Rottweiller was but she knew she was going to be chased, she hoped her head start and her great physical shape from long hilly jogs would get her to her house. Her best bet would be to turn the corner up to her house, go up the winding drive hopefully shielded from view from the dog and hide in the yard surrounded by tall dense shrubs where they had a small garden that was behind a stonewall that had small accesses on both side.

The Rottweiller had given chase and actually was never in sight of Jessica the majority of the way but he knew her scent from the past years combined with his sharp hearing. Jessica had enough separation to get down the drive and into her front yard as she had planned unseen. As she entered the gate of the low stonewall in the front yard, she crouched down below the level of the wall and followed the wall before she stopped, her heart was racing from her fright and her running as fast as she could. Her front door was still several yards away. She waited for a few minutes and when she heard nothing she figured the ordeal was over. She got up and walked down the stone path to her door.

As she turned the corner, the Rottweiller was standing there on the stone pathway looking right at her. She wouldn't be able to get to the door and open it but thought she could back away and try to make her way to the backdoor thru all the concealing landscaping which hid the house so well from the street and helped it to blend in with the nature preserve in the rear of the property. The Rottweiller approached where he had known her to be and let out a growl.

Jessica was on her knees with her shapely ass bent over. The short sundress she had worn that day was a mess now, covered with grass and leaves and small bits of broken branches, huddled and scrunched up from her trying to get around in the concealing shrubbery in her attempt to avoid her pursuer. Her blonde hair was flowing at the front and sides of her face. The tops of her 36C breasts had been dislodged from the miniscule built in shelf bra of the sundress by a branch her dress had snagged on and were now exposed, the nipples hard from fright. The Rotty and Jessica's eyes locked at a distance closer than she ever imagined they would at the Rotty's height. She was sure at the very least she was going to be mauled badly by this savage dog who had now followed her for the better portion of several hundred feet.

She was tired, scared, and in a state of shock all at once. She decided the best thing to do was not make a move. A very small sigh of relief washed over her as the Rotty simply began pacing around her. She wondered what he was doing. The Rotty had at this point was circling Jessica and smelling what amounted to every inch of her exposed body. The dog was sniffing her pussy and ass behind her mesh panties. Jessica had a pussy and ass that had made her very few serious boyfriends very happy and a future husband that would make him ecstatically happy some day. A few years back, tired of all the shaving and waxing, both Jessica and Kate had gone to a laser hair removal clinic and had their entire genital area denuded except for a very small area that was shaped like a triangle and a small narrow stripe above their pussies. Her pussy lips were small and thick and when aroused would openly part of their own volition. Her clit was slightly larger than normal and her few past serious boyfriends could easily make her cum many times by sucking on it. However, in the present a momentary false sense of security made Jessica try to get up.

This did not make the Rotty happy. He nudged his nose at her thong panties actually slightly lifting her and then put the whole of his weight on her back. Outweighed by the Rotty straddling her and between his stout front legs, Jessica realized she could not move and remained still again. She wasn't sure exactly what the Rotty wanted at this point she just wanted this whole episode to be over. The Rotty now again placed his body on her back with his front paw around her waist and began to try humping her clothed back. The mixture of the sweaty smell of Jessica's pussy that was heated due to the frantic running along with the sweat rolling off Jessica had gotten him excited.

Jessica had hoped with her thong panties still on, that he would eventually get tired of attempting to hump her and go away. She looked down between her legs and with horror saw what appeared to be the tip of the Rottweiller penis come through his sheath wildly humping away at her smooth thighs, her ass, thrusting toward her stomach. Jessica could see and feel powerful jets of hot precum wildly shooting all over her mesh thong panty covered pussy, the copious precum squirting thru the open mesh weave panty and saturating her pussy with fluid, precum already starting to drip from her saturated panties as well and running down her legs. Briefly she thought how hot it felt and the similarity of a syringe squirting. After a few moments the Rotty dismounted and was clearly frustrated, her short sundress was well rucked up over her shapely tight ass and lay in the small of her back.

A third time he attempted to mount her, Jessica again looked under her legs at the errant thrusting and her eyes widened in fright as she saw the thick fullness and length of the Rottweiller cock. She had never had a real cock that large or long. It was about 7 inches at this point exposed, but more still hidden, a mixture of shades of purple and red, veins running along the entire length. She could feel the disgusting tool again squirting hot pre cum all over her body and running down her legs. A few misguided humps rubbed the dog's cock against the bottom most portion of her panty covered pussy, while her panty was an open mesh weave, the weave opening was small enough in diameter to prevent the cock from penetrating through but not the squirting tip. She was still scared stiff that this dog had now made 3 attempts to rape her. Involuntarily, the dog’s seesawing cock and the hot squirting precum hitting her mesh panty covered pussy had started to make her own juices flow.

This didn't go unnoticed.

The Rotty dismounted. The biggest mistake of all was made next. The Rotty reached out his powerful tongue to her upper leg and pussy juncture and licked long and hard once, the tongue actually forcing part of her panty to one side momentarily, stunning Jessica and freezing her in place again. For whatever reason, Jessica figured giving the Rotty access to lick her pussy a few times would satisfy whatever was going on and cause him to leave. The entire ordeal had gone on for 15 or so minutes now. She slowly slid one hand to her waist and very slowly started pulling down her thong panties without getting out of the position on her knees.

This was a fantasy sight to behold, a beautiful 26 year old blonde hair blue eyed bombshell half naked with a very large muscular Rottweiller stalking around her. The Rotty stuck his cold nose at her now exposed pussy and she jumped forward. The Rottweiller knew with a little more work he was going to get what he wanted whether she knew it or not.

He pushed his cold nose forcefully against her ass causing her to raise it higher. Then he pushed hard with his nose against the inside of her left thigh, which made her spread her legs a little more. She had realized the Rotty was going to do whatever he wanted and she was not strong enough to prevent anything and at this point she was so emotionally and physically exhausted half of her wanted to resist and half of her wanted to give in so it would be over.

The dress had now slipped to her lower back due to her new arched state; the Rotty put his front paws around her waist again. She lowered her head to see his hard thick long, extremely hot, cock shooting disgustingly copious amounts of pre-cum all over her, giving little jumps when it squirted directly onto her pussy or her exposed tightly clenched anus, again she briefly thought about the feeling of the hot powerful squirts. She watched his cock slip and miss many times, trying to anticipate his next move so she could deftly shift her hips away from his intended target or worse, her ass. Jessica was afraid because the few boyfriends she had have sex with had not had a cock this large and she could now see the Rotty had even more than just the seven inches she saw exposed.

And then finally, the Rotty found his mark and the tip impaled her tight pussy. Jess felt something enormous being pushed in and vaginal muscles involuntarily clenched down on the uninvited invader.

The Rotty’s cock seemed to just batter at her flesh without much penetration due to the massive girth of his cock and Jessica now consciously clamping down on the invader to prevent further penetration, hoping he would quickly become dislodged, discouraged or quickly get off from just the shallow penetration, then she felt it go just a bit deeper...

NO!
It Won’t Fit In!
Let Me Go You Bastard!

Then Jess realized there was no getting away since a few inches of his cock was now in her pussy: the Rotty was holding tight to her hips to where she could not move, and it was just a matter of time before her muscles tired from clenching. Jess then realized the Rotty was still shooting copious amounts of hot precum into her from his shallow penetration as she could feel the hotness migrating deeper inwards, then started feeling her pussy stretch as his thick cock slowly slipped in deeper. With a sigh of resignation, she tentatively began to relax her muscles as much as she could and she spread her legs further apart, Jess then felt the massive cock enter a little more.

The cock seesawed back and forth and each thrust forced a little more in and then Jess let out a shrill scream as the massive cock invaded her to a depth and breadth she had never experienced before with such brute force and suddenness, she could have been heard for miles away she thought.
She could feel nothing but the massive cock that completely filled her insides then the little humping motions gradually grew into powerful thrusting ones!

SHIT!
Jessica thought
“I don’t even fuck myself this hard with even one of my dildo’s”
As she struggled to get away from the massive tool being driven to depths she had never experienced.

Feeling the warm sensation of Jessica's tight pussy now massaging every bit of his cock the Rottweiller began to quickly saw his cock in and out of Jessica's body. Tears rolled down her face as the beast savagely fucked her, as she had never before experienced. She looked between her swaying breasts to her widely splayed legs to see the massively thick cock appear, then disappear, appear, then disappear into her pussy with loud squishing noises, fluid spraying from around the massive shaft with each plunge, fluid coursing down her pussy and rolling off her exposed clit. Even with all the precum lubrications, the pain from the massively thick and very long cock in her tight passage was excruciating and she bit her lips as hard as she could because she didn't want to make any more noise. What would someone say if they heard her initially scream and came to find out what was going, to help her, only to see her getting fucked by a dog, but this was a remote chance due to the house being so secluded and a good distance away from any neighbors. With this thought, she became alarmed as the thought that Kate may happen to be home early for a change!

The Rotty was humping hard and fast for what seemed like forever when it had only really been a few moments due to the time dilation from the huge adrenalin spike course through Jessica’s body. Jessica could not believe this was happening, that she was having sex with a dog. Involuntarily, and as bad as she didn't want it to, the pain of getting fucked by this dog was subsiding. Small waves of pleasure washed over her body and the massive cock sawed in and out, making loud lewd slurping noises with each thrust. After a few minutes, she would have begun to moan if she wasn't so scared of being caught in case Kate heard her if she was in the house.

She even began to hump back a little at her rapist, in part rationalizing that it would make the Rotty get off faster and shorten this experience but ignoring the fact that she was getting a degree of pleasure from it. Without quite realizing it, Jess was soon humping back against the thrusting cock trying to match tempos. The pleasure however started to turn to pain again as at the base of the Rotty's cock, a ball began to form and was trying to enter her pussy, battering away at her tight portal, but as with all portals, it gradually began to fail. Jess could feel her pussy begin to painfully stretch little by little and then the battering ball began to edge in with each thrust, withdraw, and then feel it go a little bit more in with the next thrust. Soon she felt like she was going to be split in half, never had her pussy been opened this far before even during her annual gynecological exam with the speculum. She had no idea what it was or if this was even normal. The Rotty humped even harder as he instinctually wanted to make sure this gorgeous woman was flooded full of his cum and none of it would escape her womb, as his own mistress had trained him…

His knot pushed hard against her flared vaginal lips as he pulled her backward onto his swelling bulge painfully stretching her tight vaginal entrance. Jessica instinctively spread her legs as wide as possible to lessen the pain and the knot slipped in. Jessica's eyes popped as it went fully into her violently stretched pussy. Amazingly the knot still had not swelled to the point of no return and the battering had exhausted the muscles of her pussy entrance. The knot, not fully swollen yet, was now being rapidly thrust in and back out of Jessica’s tight entrance, Jess body eventually accommodated his massive girth and she began to enjoy his rhythmic fucking of her as she began moaning feeling the exquisite sensation of the ball like knot rapidly passing in and out of her tight entrance. With each thrust she could feel the new addition pulling at her flared swollen vaginal lips as the pace increased. Every stroke her lips spread wide as the swelling knot pulled itself free only to be thrust back in, but soon the thrusting tempo incrementally began to slow as the swelling knot grew in size as it became more difficult for it to be withdrawn and then thrust back in. From long experience with his mistress and instinct, he knew now was the time to make sure his knot stayed in and with a final thrust the knot was in and then swelled to the point where they were locked together.

With this final thrust, the knot inside now started rapidly swelling forcing the cock to become embedded deeper. Jess silently screamed as she felt the cock slowly push past her cervical entrance as the knot swelled and than began to be seesawed in/out of the entrance slowly advancing up her cervical tunnel with the Rotty’s now small humping motions, with shock Jessica felt the cock reach and then seesaw within her womb, the tip of his cock well within her womb, pain once again gave away to pleasure from the small in/out thrusting and feeling the initial powerful hot squirts directly into her womb jetting and needling the walls of her womb. Jess looked down at herself, impaled on the beast’s gargantuan cock. Her firm hard nippled breasts shook with each pounding thrust. A sudden liquid warmth in her womb began to blossom and spread. The stimulation of the cock thrusting in and out of her womb was leading up to intensive multi-orgasmic period

Jess could feel her orgasm enveloping her as a primal scream was wrenched from her lungs. Again and again the guttural cry rent the air until her hoarse voice began to give out as she
experienced the most intense repeated body racking earth shattering shuddering multiple orgasms she had ever experienced. Being a combination of big balls slapping against her hard swollen protruding clit, a G-spot orgasm from the pressure of the large knot embedded within her pressing and rubbing against the G-Spot, combined with the cock going deep inside up into the cervical tunnel and feeling actual thrusting into her womb culminating in feeling the hot cum explode directly into the womb. A explosion of a very large copious quantity of hot fluid for more powerful than the precum ejaculations. Feeling each ejaculation jet and needle the walls of her womb and then physically feeling the hot warmth spreading as well as the fluid pressure building up in the womb from the copious quantities being explosively and powerfully ejaculated. And it went on and on, for a full three minutes of continuous and voluminous ejaculations that then very slowly tapered off.


The knot and the Rotty's penis was now rubbing portions inside her pussy she never thought possible, none she had certainly reached while fingering herself or with her dildos. Her G spot was being intensely stimulated as she shuddered with an overwhelming involuntary orgasm, the likes of which she had never experienced before. Jess could feel his swollen knot throbbing against her G-spot, could feel the Rotty further slow his humping as powerful squirts of hot liquid blasted her womb like a fire hose squirting hot water, completely filling then swelling her womb with an intense pressure and warmth - the backpressure of the fluid flowed back along the massive invader and squirted out of the constricted entrance of her pussy where it overflowed and ran down the back of her legs and poured over her pussy and clit. Another shuddering orgasm shattered her to the core with an intensity she had never experienced… She wondered if this behavior was normal, the dog, and hers...

The Rotty had released her hips and due to his immense size just stood there straddling her back with his knot tightly locked in her for what seemed like an eternity. Jess began to hump back against it, addicted to the feeling of having the deepest portions of her pussy rubbed by his cock and the feeling of the swollen throbbing knot stimulating her G spot. A feeling began to swell in her belly and she humped faster against the cock. The feeling of hot copious cum still being shot into her pussy and still coming out of her and running down her pussy and dripping off her clit and stomach for some reason felt amazing to her and she continued to rock on his knot. Finally, her entire body shook as she orgasmed again.

After about 15 minutes of being tied the Rotty, he began to dismount from Jessica, figuring he had satisfied his new mistress as he was trained to do.

Jessica felt the unfamiliar sensation of the cock being slowly pulled out of her now soaking and used pussy. As Jessica tensed from feeling the knot trying to come out, the knot once again hung up at her entrance and then first one side of the knot and then the other side slowly wedged out then with a rush pop out. Feeling the knot reemerge, Jessica let out a low moan and then a long sigh as the rest of the long and still massively thick cock slowly slithered out. As the still swollen cock finally withdrew completely, a gush of cum poured out and ran down her pussy and fell off her clit in a long stream as well as her abdomen forming a large puddle. She was spent physically and emotionally. She looked over at the Rotty and was astounded at the size of the cock she had just been fucked with, never could she had imagined taking something that size! From tip to beginning of the knot was more than nine plus inches! Then she realized she had to add the additional length of the inserted length of the knot itself and the size of the knot! She wondered how big it was when it was inside her!
The swell of emotions was too much for her and she began to cry. She slowly got up, wondering what the dog would do next.


The Rotty pranced around her for a few more moments then sat down and started to lick himself. Jessica didn't care anymore what would happen, he could attack her for all she cared but she had had enough and was going inside. As she walked to the backdoor to her house, cum ran all down her legs with the Rotty closely following behind. As she mounted the first step to the backdoor, the Rotty saw a good opening and got in a good long lick at her exposed pussy from front to back causing Jess to jump followed by a tremble and then her knees became suddenly weak, mounting the second step with difficulty the same thing happened again and Jess stumbled against the door, the Rotty now with his head firmly against her ass and lashing his tongue over her pussy and delving the tip in as Jessica fumbled with the door and the two locks and did a slow roll into the entrance trying to keep the Rotty out and slammed it shut behind her. Trembling with the lingering sensation of the lascivious tongue and weak knees that would no longer support her, she sank to the floor. It was awhile until she could recover her strength to mount the upstairs to her bedroom and a long hot shower, what was to be the longest shower of her life. Outside the Rotty panted in the heat and eventually left.

The rest of the day her body ached. She was scratched up from the bushes and bruised. She threw on a set of silk lounging pants for the rest of the day and managed to pull it together enough to finish her homework, eat dinner, and go to sleep before Kate came home. All she could think about before bed was what had happened during the day. She felt guilt, she felt dirty, and she felt bad, especially remembering the few times she was actually fucking back against the cock. She was conflicted about that, was it her attempt to get it over with as quickly as possible or was it something else? She replayed the whole scene a million times and wondered what she could have done differently. She was able to come to one solid conclusion: She promised herself to never walk home that way again.

The next morning her roommate Kate struck up the guy conversation on their way to campus and after what had happened the day before, she was irritated and curt.

"Look Kate, I don't want to talk about guys today
Anything else but guys"
She exclaimed.

"What's the matter Jess?"
Kate asked.

"Nothing, everything is fine"
She sharply replied.

Kate figured she was just in a bad mood and left it at that. She'd try to talk to Jessica when she wasn't acting so angry she figured later in the day.

Jess had put on old worn low-rise jeans and a t-shirt. She had her hair back in a ponytail. It was one of those low maintenance days. She didn't care she did not take the time to make herself up today, not that she needed to anyway. One day out of the hundreds she didn’t give a damn.

She had asked a few friends for a ride home but they were busy. She had wished Kate had gotten off class earlier so she could get a ride home with her. The afternoon came and the walk home was longer. A lot longer.

"If he doesn't see me or hear me I'll be alright." She thought to herself.

She took the long way around another street, the only other way, which hooked in walking past her usual turning point. She was going to have to come back down the same direction but she could approach her house from the opposite direction.

She walked up the long winding driveway to their secluded house and approached her door still a little shaken by 24 hours prior; it was another bright sunny hot day. She passed thru the front gate in the low laying stonewall of the front yard, turned the corner of the walkway and gasped.

There he lay, under the shade of one of the large trees, the same Rottweiller from the previous day. He knew the way now, he had the approximate time she would walk from the past several years, he could easily leap over the low stone wall and not be seen due to the landscaping and the way the house was situated way back on the property, and he was waiting. He was simply panting and not as threatening today as he had been the day before.

Jessica got the sense he wasn't as aggressive today but she wasn't going to take any chances. "Good dog" she said dejectedly as she slowly walked down the path toward her door. The Rotty barked at her as she fumbled to put the key in the first of the locks. The jingling noise they made startled him and sensing that she was not interested or was ignoring him wasn't something he was going to allow. He nudged her forcefully against her ass causing Jess to fall a bit toward the door. The door wasn't going to allow her to fall forward into the position he needed, nor had Jess had the opportunity to fully insert the key to turn the deadbolt lock as well as the doorknob lock.

He grabbed her tee shirt with his teeth and tugged Jess back into the grassy front yard pulling Jessica down after several tugs. Jessica didn't want to be mauled, though she wanted to kill this dog now for his aggressive and dominating ways. She had thought of struggling for a second straight day but didn't want to chance what would happen if she did. She could get mauled or bit.

She had never imagined having sex like this. There was no cuddling, no kissing, just a hard pounding messy fuck with an explosive release at the end. She had no idea she had consented, she had only figured she was taking the fastest path out of the situation.

Realizing there was no way out of this, she sat there a moment with the Rotty staring intently at her, then while still on the ground, she took off her jogging shoes. She undid her jeans and grabbed her panties at the same time; she lifted her ass up and pulled them off. Feeling the cool grass against her ass cheeks being a similar sensation of the way she now felt she thought.

With only her tee shirt on, she rolled over onto her knees and spread her legs far apart for the Rotty to fuck her. Her tan lined body with the lighter shades where her skimpy bikini had covered her, seemingly beckoning to the erogenous areas. He was very excited and started to lick her legs and rapidly reached her pussy, the tongue repeatedly dragging over her pussy, over her clit, then back up between the open cleft of her buttocks over her tightly clenched anus. To her horror Jessica realized that she was becoming aroused, the rough tongue, flicking relentlessly across her clitoris, was producing an automatic response, and she had no power to control it. She was mortified even as her arousal increased and she felt her juices began to flow as she futilely tried to suppress her growing pleasure. Soon she felt the beginnings of her orgasm, it was out on the horizon, but was coming in like a Tsunami.

The tongue tip occasionally dragged deeply between her labial lips causing her to shudder. From previous experience and training, the Rotty sensed her arousal and then hopped on her back. His front paws however kept slipping off of her. The loose shirt was not providing an adequate grip. She did not like the feel of his cum all of over her, and she was getting tired of having his weight on and off her back.

She took off her shirt then her bra and the rotty was once again was too happy to keep trying and he wrapped his front paws around her, luckily he had his dew claws removed and his nails were trimmed to a short smooth bluntness. She just wanted it to be over and the sooner it started the sooner it would be. Rather than letting him fumble around, miss his mark at her legs, or worse find the wrong hole, she resigned herself and slowly reached her left arm between her legs and grabbed a hold of the Rotty’s red and purple cock as she arched her ass upwards and positioned it at the entrance of her pussy.

He instantly felt the sensation of heat from her pussy against his cock and he began to hump forward more forcefully but still not trying to drive it in. His grip tightened around her hips as he drew her hips slowly backwards and slowly impaled the tip into her pussy and beyond. At this penetration, the climax that had been building in her suddenly exploded! It was all she could do to hold herself steady, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, her orgasm causing her vaginal muscles to rhythmically contract and then relax several times.

With Jess’s vaginal muscles rhythmically contracting, the tip advanced in and he started to thrust with longer strokes, her vagina, now further relaxing relax from the stroking in and out as well as the orgasmic release, begin to accommodate his massive thickness and then his length. Sooner than the first time, he was pumped away driving his full length in and out increasing his pace with loud schlepping noises from the massive pistoning shaft and the fluid. She could feel his hot breath panting over her shoulder. She unsuccessfully tried to suppress her increasing arousal, as involuntarily the tight muscular walls of her pussy again massaged the Rotty’s massive cock. He was filling her with his copious cum again. She could feel the powerful hot squirts, the warmth spreading deeper…

For the second day in a row Jess betrayed herself at the sensation of cum being shot into her pussy and began to hump back with her firm dark tan contrasted 36 C boobs swaying in the warm summer air. The intense pressure at the base of his cock began to swell and again lodged itself into her pussy very uncomfortably and swelled to the size of a baseball, the cock now lodged into her womb. She relaxed her body, her mind, and her muscles - totally immersed in the sensation. He was filling her and she was enjoying the feeling, just concentrating on the feeling and not what was causing it, something that her years of meditation had taught her to do. To blank everything out except that one pleasurable feeling and getting lost into it. The thought and feeling of hot copious cum blasting into her like a fire hose filling her womb sent her to an explosive shuddering orgasm with a loud ecstatic outcry. She realized she was now slightly okay with the fact as long as she could feel like she was getting fucked, have tremendous orgasms and feel all that hot pre-cum and cum pumped into her and just solely concentrate on the feeling and not what was causing it. It had been such a while since she actually had real sex. Getting herself off wasn’t like the real thing. She even started to rationalize that she was getting off and it was a great stress release.

She looked between her legs, her lover no longer humping anymore, just feeling the deep full spreading warmness of her womb and pussy, actually feeling the swelling pressure in her womb and enjoying the sensations.
She came again.
After another 15 minutes or so it the cock began to emerge.

Jessica again felt the unworldly sensation of the massively thick and long cock being slowly pulled out of her soaking and sore pussy. Again Jessica tensed from feeling the knot trying to come out, the knot once again hung up at her entrance and then first one side of the knot and then the other side slowly wedged out, then with a rush, pop out but faster this time since her pussy was sore and the vaginal muscles fatigued from the previous experience. Again feeling the knot reemerged, Jessica let out another low moan and then a long sigh as the rest of the long and still massively thick cock slowly slithered out. As before, the still swollen cock finally withdrew completely, a gush of cum poured out and ran down her pussy and fell off her clit in a long stream as well as her abdomen forming a large puddle. After resting a few minutes Jess picked up her clothes and slowly entered her home with unsteady steps.

Kate had known something unusual had been going on the past few days with Jessica. She had been acting strange and as a best friend it drove her mad when she couldn't quite figure out why or how to make Jessica feel better. They had always shared with each other. All the more worrisome were what she had found in Jessica's clothes while she was doing their laundry. Some grass and leaves, unfamiliar stains.

The evening Jessica had her second encounter with the dog, her bedroom door opened with Kate standing in the doorway, she then came in and sat down next to Jessica. Kate gently asked, Jess what the hell is going on? Have you been assaulted?” Kate gently asked as she hugged Jessica and took her hand.

What was Jessica supposed to say to Kate?
Tell her truth?
No way!
What would she say to that?
She was far too embarrassed to tell anyone what had happened these last two days. Her silence only increased Kate’s concern more.

”No Kate, nothing like that.
Look, I really do not want to talk about it right at this time, I’m okay"
She was barely able to reply back with the way Kate was treating her.

She was clearly lying, and they both knew it. Deciding not to press her any more Kate dropped the conversation, hugged her again for a long moment and gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then left.

The strange pattern in Jessica's behavior continued. Though knowing that her clothes had given away she didn't want to talk about it and Kate was still not clear exactly what was happening. Usually about three times a week for the next couple of weeks when she got home the Rottweiller was waiting for her.

Jess would ensure she was alone by checking for Kate’s car in the garage. By now the Rotty would follow her around the outside of the house and would keeping bumping her ass until she got down, once Jess was assured that Kate was not home she would take off whatever she was wearing that day and then assuming the position, feeling him mount her, Jess would grab his cock and guide it to the right place and that is how she would remain, most times trying to remain somewhat quiet until he was finished but often times not succeeding and now knowing no one could hear her due to simple distance and screening. Some days she was more into than others and to her amazement she would have multiple tremendous orgasms, unlike the times with her past boyfriends. Regardless, she always had more than one orgasm.

The Rottweiller also became accustomed to this routine. His fussing died down once he learned that she would let him fuck her whenever he pleased. Where as before the first two times he would growl, circle, and display aggression he would just wait patiently now. Even though Jessica did enjoy the sex, it always out of fear. Again the meditation helped her to transition and focus her concentration on the feeling, just the feeling.

Kate finally decided she was going to investigate matters on her own since Jessica’s strange behavior was still continuing. Since she did not have class the next day, Kate decided to lay out by the wading pool then throw her wrap on and early in the afternoon tail Jessica home from campus once she came off the trail and onto the neighborhood streets. If it wasn't happening at campus, it was definitely happening after and since Jessica only walked home, or so she claimed, that's where it must have been happening she figured. The easiest place to start were the streets and if she did not see anything happening there, then she would have to do a little in depth planning to see if it was happening in the nature preserve and to remain unobserved.

Kate dozed off in the sun and later woke up with a start. Glancing at her watch she realized she did not have time to change clothes if she wanted to tail Jessica covertly so she just threw on her terry cover-up and grabbed her car keys. Kate parked her car away from the house and then waited out of sight near the trail entrance where Jessica would emerge and then go into the neighborhood. Kate tailed Jessica by hiding and staying back several hundred feet. When Jess arrived at their home, Kate had felt like the entire plan was a waste of time. There was nothing. Once Jess entered their property she would loose track of her since they had such a long winding driveway that led to their secluded house.

Upon walking up to the low stonewall entrance, she saw Jessica’s backpack where the path curved into the front garden area and then led to the front door. The stone wall, the shrubbery, and the trees had been blocking her view since she neared the house as well as the long approach to the house. As she rounded the pathway Kate saw a pile of clothes and a pair of jogging shoes on the walkway. She recognized the clothes as having been what Jessica had been wearing a few seconds prior. Her heart started to race.

Kate turned the corner and screamed in horror. Her beautiful sweet best friend was on her hands and knees, completely naked and still, while a massive Rottweiller pistoned away at her pussy, the only audible sound was the constant slurping of his very long and thick cock knifing in and out.

"Oh My God, Jessica, What Is Going On!!?
Let Me Help You!"
Kate yelled out.

Kate took two steps forward to instinctively get this beast off Jessica.
The Rotty barked harshly.

"Kateee" Jessica mumbled loudly through gritted teeth.
"Don't come near him, just let him finish, it will be over soon, he'll let me go".

Kate's eyes were bulging out of her head; she didn't know what to do. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. She didn't heed Jessica’s warning and she slowly took another step toward them.
The Rottweiller barked again.
This new woman’s aggressive movement toward them was clearly trying to get in the way of his fucking.

Where Jessica had momentarily thought she would begin to experience the feel of the Rotty’s knot, she suddenly felt air.
He had dismounted her and was now growling at Kate.

"Jessica, what's he doing?"
Kate asked shakily.

"I-I-I don't know Kate."
She answered.

"Here let me try to calm him down."

It was going to be impossible with him distracted to get intercourse going again. She had another idea she had never imagined entertaining, especially now in front of Kate.

"Listen Kate, I'm going to try something, if he calms down you need to slowly move toward the house and then get in as fast as you can. Do you understand?"

Kate was breathing heavily, terrified, sickened, and scared.
It took every ounce of her being to nod.

Jess bent over again near his legs where his cock was hanging and reached out to grab it slowly. He took a few steps around because the feeling was strangely different. Kate started to take a few steps away back toward the house.

As though Jessica wasn't there he pulled away from her, pulling his cock from her hand, and in just a few quick steps was in front of Kate blocking her way to the house.

Kate was wearing a short snap button terry cover-up over her skimpy bikini. This was the skimpy barely-there bikini she wore while tanning in the backyard but wore a more modest one when at the beach. The Rotty hoped up against her putting his front paws on her chest and instantly snagged a snap button as Kate fell backwards onto the dense grass.

Stunned for a moment by the shock that she was now on the ground, Kate lay there propped up by her elbows, her cover-up partially unbuttoned and her legs splayed, then the Rotty pushed his nose hard between her spread legs and forcefully against her bikini covered pussy.

"What does he want from me?" Kate yelled out. "Get away from me!"

Stunned at these events, Jessica replied
"Kate, he wants to fuck you".

"WHAT!
Oh My God. How do you know that?
No Way!"
said Kate.

Kate wasn't about to let the dog "fuck her", not today, not tomorrow, not ever. She took her arm and swatted at him. The Rottweiller retaliated by leaping forward and grabbing her cover-up and tugging on it forcing the rest of the snaps to let go revealing Kate’s body, her chest and breasts heaving heavily from her fright. Kate was shocked. She froze; the beast stood over her as she held herself propped up and then the Rotty lashed his long powerful tongue up between her string bikini covered breasts and then across one breast licking the salt and scented tanning oil from her body.

"What do I do now?"
She cried to Jessica. Tears were rolling down Kate's face in fear. Jessica, still naked, tried petting him and enticing him to pay attention to her one more time. He appeared mildly amused but did not let stop licking Kate’s breasts, neck and stomach. Then he pushed his large powerful head between her legs widely splaying them and started licking at the junction where the very small triangle of fabric covered her pussy, pushing the fabric up into her pussy folds.

Feeling this Kate went stock still and looked at Jess
“Please Jess, make him stop”

"I'm, I'm sorry Kate
This is what he did to me, he is too strong to stop and he may get aggressive if I tried to stop him, you saw what he did when you tried”

She tried her best to spit out the words she never thought in her life she'd be saying to Kate,

"You're going to have to let him have you."

Tears strolled down Kate's face.

"I'm not going to let him hurt you Kate, you have to trust me. He's forced me to do this a few times now, and as long as you let him have what he wants it will be okay,” Jessica added, trying to reassure her.

"Sorry Kate, but I have to do this for your sake"

The humiliation Kate felt was more than any she had ever felt before. Her naked best friend, who minutes earlier she had caught having sex with this dog now trying to save her by getting her to have sex with the same beast.

Jessica was completely nude; she reached out to the cover-up and slipped it off revealing Kate in her skimpy bikini. She slowly tugged the side string ties of the bikini bottom, which then fell off Kate. Jessica was now staring straight at the hairless pussy that had just a tightly shaved triangle of hair above it. The results of laser hair removal that totally denuded her as well as Jessica. She sighed.

At the sight of the second human vagina the Rotty excitedly and repeatedly began nosing the juncture of Kate’s legs slowly spreading them.
She was sickened.

"I can't believe this Jess.
You're asking me to fuck this dog!"
She cried.

"Kate it's the only way.
He'll bite us both if you don't do what he wants"
Jessica answered.

There they were, Kate and Jessica. Jessica wearing nothing, Kate reclining backwards still propped up by her elbows only with a tiny bikini top on that barely covered the tips of her firm full D cup breasts, watching the Rotty slowly forcing her legs apart.

The dog stuck his snout at Kate's pussy and gave a long powerful penetrating lick that plowed up between Kate’s vaginal lips once causing Kate to go stock still with the shock and sensation, as she uttered a slight shuddering noise from the sensation. Again and again the powerful tongue lavishly parted Kate’s vaginal lips and drove up and over her clit, and despite herself, Kate let out small moans despite her horror of her body betraying her with increasing arousal.

Jess observed the tongue had repeatedly plowed up between Kate’s vaginal lips and had caused the vaginal lips to swell and then openly part, heightening the sensation as well as better access of the tongue that continued to assault her as it raked her from bottom to top.

"Okay Kate, now get your hands and knees.
Arch your back with your ass up.
He needs to know you're offering your pussy to him willingly”
Jessica instructed.

Tears continued to roll down Kate's face from sparkling green eyes. She did as instructed. While on her hands and knees, she tried one last time to get up and escape from it all, she wasn't about to let this happen. The Rottweiller growled behind her at this attempt, and then swiftly laid his weight on her back.

"KATE, Don’t!"
Jessica cried out in shock as Kate tried to futilely rise up.

Kate slowly got back into position.
Jessica got behind her where the Rotty was who had now dismounted prior to another attempt.

"I'm going to guide him in, it'll help with the mess and also protect you from getting it in the wrong hole" Jessica explained.

"I-I-I'm sorry Kate"
She said as a few tears strolled down her cheek.

She tentatively reached one hand out and parted Kate’s pussy lips. Kate jumped at her touch. Kate had dried up in the short time since the licking had stopped. This was going to be extremely uncomfortable for her and Jessica felt extremely guilty for the entire situation.

"Kate you're dry" She said, "It's going to hurt a lot if you're dry and probably him too, he won't like it and he might bite you. Just close your eyes, think about something else, and stay still. I have to get you wet and my fingers are not doing it. Please do not freak out even more than you are now, please just close your eyes and try to relax so we can get this over with"

Kate felt what she instantly knew to be Jessica's tongue licking her pussy.
Jessica’s first time giving oral to another woman.

Jessica was conflicted, she

A few points about my story

1) This is my first ever story so be polite :) . I wrote it in French a few months ago and this is just a much simpler translation of it in English. The French version is much richer but I hope this is ok too.
2) English is not my first language so please forgive any spelling or grammatical errors. I tried my best but I am not an English speaker .
3) The story is fictional but the mother and son of the story are real. Their very affectionate relationship since the husband left them ( made that fact a little more dramatic in the story) is what inspired me to write this fantasy.
4) Sorry for the length ( the original one is actually 3 or 4 times that!) Hope you like it! 

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Alison closed the door behind her and left a sigh of disappointment as she watched out of the window to see the car disappear. Another attempt to date, another failure. Jake was a great guy, handsome , smart and successful but that wasn’t enough for Alison. In a couple of weeks it would be 7 years since her husband’s death but she still couldn’t find the strength to move on. She was a gorgeous woman, her juicy curvy body and her beautiful face were always the centre of attention everywhere she went. Being so wanted and knowing that every man was extremely jealous of her husband was very flattering for her.

All that before that terrible night. It was one day after her 32th birthday when that horrible accident changed her life forever . Their son, Eric, was only 10 years old when it happened and Alison had to struggle a lot to raise him all alone. She did well, now at 17 Eric was a handsome young man, excellent student and very polite. She knew she was a good mother to him and this made her happy despite her sacrifices.

Walking into the shower Alison couldn’t stop but wondering if she made a mistake by ending the romance with Jake. Eric was always telling her that she deserves someone in her life and she knew that she needed to feel a man’s touch again. While the water was slowly touching her beautiful skin, Alison pictured in her mind how this night could have gone if she had invited Jake in instead of sending him away. Her hand moved slowly on her breasts and she started caressing her hard nipples while thinking of Jake. She had never touched herself thinking of someone else other than her husband but now the sensation was taking over. The water combined with the warm feelings of her lust was too much for her and she was ready to give in to her naughty thoughts about another man. Her hand was moving lower and lower , she could now feel the warmth between her legs and that’s when she heard Eric’s voice out of the door, calling her.

“Mom, are you ok? You are home early.”
Alison answered fast, blushing as if someone had caught her.
“Oh…Yes honey, I’m fine, Jake had to work early so he had to go. I am just taking a shower”.

The tone of her voice was sweet as always when she was talking to her son, but the truth is that she was full of frustration and maybe a little bit of anger, being interrupted in that moment of enthusiasm. She couldn’t concentrate again now, so she just finished her shower, disappointed but determined to finish what she started after her son went to sleep.
It didn’t take long, Eric had a test in the morning so he went to bed earlier than usual.

Alison knew that her body was in need of an orgasm and for the first time in 7 years she felt that her mind was free to think of another man. Wearing her nightgown , which embraced her stunning curves perfectly, she layed in her bed and immediately started touching herself again. She took her nightgown off and needed no time at all to get where she was before, her body was so hot that she knew this wouldn’t take long. Thinking that the hands touching her were Jake’s hands , she started playing with her soft naked breasts and slowly moved down to remove her underwear. She couldn’t even wait to take them completely off , she needed to feel her fingers, Jake’s fingers inside her and that’s what she did. Moving her middle finger slowly inside her warm pussy sent shivers through her whole body, this night would be different for her and she knew it. She started fucking herself faster and faster, with one, then two and then 3 fingers. Her soft sighs gave their place to wild moans of pleasure that she couldn’t contain at all.

Eric woke up from the unusual sounds and got off the bed to see what was happening. Alison was losing control more and more by the second so her moans were very clear to Eric as soon as he opened his bedroom door. His mom was moaning with pleasure! It was the first time ever that he heard that noise coming from her bedroom. He was too young to have heard his parents having sex in the past and Alison was always very careful and masturbated silently in the rare occasions that she would think of her husband and their nights together.

But tonight was different. It was all about her, she needed this and her mind had blocked any other thoughts, even the thought of being heard by her loving son.
Eric took a few steps towards his mother’s bedroom but he was hesitant. He didn’t know how to react. His mom was pleasuring herself and although he knew he just had to go back to bed and try to sleep, he couldn’t fight the urge to move closer. And that’s what he did! With silent steps he reached his mother’s bedroom and a gentle push was more than enough to slightly open her door and give him a glimpse of what would change his life forever.

Alison was fucking herself with her fingers while her other hand was rubbing her clit with great intense. Eric was speechless! He couldn’t believe that his mother was so gorgeous . Her naked body was hotter than anything he had ever seen. Eric had seen naked girls before, he was a handsome boy and had a couple of relationships with some beautiful teenage girls, but Alison was a stunning woman that could put any young girl’s body to shame.

Eric’s heart was pounding strong and he felt his cock swelling immediately. He couldn’t believe it, watching his precious mom masturbating was driving him insane . He wanted to go back but the sight was too intriguing . After a couple of minutes staring at his mother’s body and watching her hands pleasuring herself, Eric concentrated on his mom’s face. It was almost completely red, her eyes were closed and her mouth open and he could tell by her expressions that her orgasm was very close.

He couldn’t help it anymore. He took his rock hard penis out and started stroking it like crazy, trying to catch his mother’s orgasm. He was so excited that he knew it would be seconds before he came and although he wanted to wait for his mother to cum first, he knew it was too late now.
He felt his cock throbbing and he closed his eyes waiting for the first spurt of cum to come out.. but then his eyes opened wide again as soon as he heard a huge scream coming out of his mother’s mouth. Alison exploded like a volcano and she took her pillow in one hand , placing it over her face trying to reduce her screaming sounds . Eric felt a moan of his own escaping from his mouth while he was cumming and he froze still for a moment, fearing that his mom could have heard him.

But Alison couldn’t have heard him, she was only concentrating on one thing, enjoying these rare moments of pleasure as much as possible. When her body finally stopped trembling , Eric looked down and saw that the floor was drenched in his thick cum, thicker than ever before. He came so much, he couldn’t believe it!
He got nervous and immediately went in the bathroom to take a towel and got back to sweep it before his mom got up and caught him. This would embarrass him forever! He cleaned it fast and took a final look at his sexy mother, now breathing heavily with a small grin of satisfaction on her face. He locked this image in his head and then walked silently back to his room. He had a test in the morning and as hard as it would be after what he had just witnessed, he knew that he had to go to sleep .

Alison was still in her bed exhausted ,almost unable to get up and completely unaware that her own son was cumming for her just a few minutes ago! She just had one of the greatest orgasms in her life, and it happened while she was thinking that another man was fucking her. The guilt was starting to fill her mind again, but she decided that the pleasure that she felt was too big to cause her such thoughts. Alison decided that there was no need to feel any doubts or remorse, her thoughts were her own and she could do whatever she wanted with them. She eased her mind enough and closed her eyes to rest from a very complicated day.

The next couple of days were a nightmare for Eric. Everytime he looked at his mother his mind went back to that sinful night . He couldn’t take it out of his mind and masturbating again and again was the only way to deal with this. He knew it was wrong, so wrong but he had to do it. After 3-4 days he slowly started to finally get over it and was very positive that things would soon be back to normal for him.

CHAPTER 2

It was Alison’s birthday today. 39 years old, still looking young and very beautiful, but these last years had been so hard for her that Alison felt that she was much older than she really was. And those last 7 years her birthday was always a very sad day for her and Eric, it was one day before the sudden loss of their husband and father. Alison was determined to do something different this time, so she arranged to go out with some of her friends. It was Friday so they wouldn’t have to worry about waking up for work the next morning, they could stay out all night long and have a girl’s night like they used to do when they were younger.

Eric was also happy with that decision, he knew his mother needed to have some fun and also he always enjoyed staying at home alone. His mom wasn’t a control freak but once in a while he needed some alone time. Eric would usually go out at a Friday night but he decided to stay home and take advantage of his freedom. So tonight for him it was pizza, a movie or two and video games.

It was past 2 am when Alison got back from her night out, a little tipsy and very happy. She had a great time and she flirted a lot , like she used to do with her friends when they were younger and single. Her mood was very positive tonight and she wanted to make it even better. She decided to take a quick shower and then go to her bed to pleasure herself once more. This would be a perfect ending for her best birthday in years!
Eric had just finished his video gaming when his mother returned and he was about to sleep when he heard the shower running. Something in his mind told him to stay awake and as soon as Alison finished her shower and went to her bedroom, he decided to go out and take a look.

“I’ll just go and see if she is ok” he said to himself, knowing deep inside that what he wanted was to catch his mom naked and pleasuring herself again.

And that’s exactly what happened! Alison was already fully naked, her towel thrown on the side of the bed and she was touching herself again. This time it was different, slow and sensual. Eric went hard immediately and didn’t think twice, he took his boxers off and his cock out and started stroking it slowly. His mother , his beautiful full of sexual desire mother was right in front of his eyes again, naked and touching herself. He wouldn’t let the opportunity get away!

Alison was taking her time, enjoying every second. She was 39 now but after this night and the encouragement of her friends, she was more optimistic about her future. Her son wasn’t a child anymore so maybe it was time for her to live her life again, find another man and enjoy love.
Those thoughts were making her so wet, she was moaning as she was slowly rubbing her already swollen clit. Eric could see her pussy lips shining, a sign that she was already very wet and horny. What a beautiful sight, they looked so inviting and he couldn’t help but thinking about how warm and tight it would be inside of his mother. His own mother but he didn’t care at the moment! There was a gorgeous woman in front of him masturbating, this was all that mattered.

Al of a sudden Alison freezed! Her hands stopped moving, her face lost the expression of pleasure and happiness and she stayed there without moving , looking at the ceiling. Her mind had betrayed her once again! It was already past midnight, one day after her birthday.
She started thinking about her husband again, the awful moments that she spent that night 7 years ago, the anxiety at the hospital… everything went black. She bursted into tears . How could she ever forget? This was the incident that destroyed her happy life, how could she ever get over it??

Eric knew what she was thinking. It was his time now to feel the guilt. He was masturbating for his own mother that raised him with so much love and care. And she was now crying over his dead father . Could he be more insensitive? He knew now that his mother needed him so he put his boxers up again , went back to his room and pretended that he just woke up.

“Mom!”, he asked from the distance of his open door “ Are you ok? Are you crying?”

Alison was taken by surprise, was she really crying that loudly? She immediately wore her nightgown , cleared her throat and answered to him.
“It’s ok, honey! I’m ok I just drunk a little too much . Don’t worry about it, go back to sleep, ok?”.

Eric moved closer, hoping that his mom had enough time to put some clothes on. He didn’t want to embarrass her , that was the last thing that he wanted. Alison didn’t have time to put any underwear on but her night dress was covering her nakedness just fine.

“Mom”, Eric said walking into her room “ What’s going on? Are you thinking about dad again?”
Alison tried to remain calm but only the mention of her husband was enough to bring tears to her eyes again.
“Sorry honey, it’s just that this day.. you know?”. Her voice was trembling , she couldn’t even talk about it.
“It’s ok mom, come here”.

Eric sat on the bed and gave his mother a much needed hug.
“You have me mom, never worry about it again”.
Alison immediately felt relieved, their mom-son moments had always been very strong after the loss of her husband.
“You are the one that kept me sane all these years Eric”, Alison said to him” I love you so much you are becoming such a good man and I am so proud of you”.
Eric felt proud of himself too. “Mom, you made me everything I am, I owe everything to you. You are the strongest woman I know and you are a hero to me!”.
Alison was so happy to hear this that she pulled him near her again and held him in her arms with all of her strength.

“Oh, Eric”, she whispered still with tears in her eyes but now from the nice words that her son said to her.
Eric could feel her breasts pushing on his chest, but what really excited him was his mother’s smell of soap from the shower and sweet sweat from her wetness and he immediately went hard again. He felt ashamed and he was afraid that his mom would notice but Alison was lost in the moment. She loved her son so much and this was the exact time she realized that he is a man now, her job raising him was done. This was her top moment as a mother. She had succeeded.

But Eric was struggling with his own feelings now. His heart was pounding so fast, his mother‘s hug was so strong that their bodies had become one and he could feel her warm naked skin through her dress. He didn’t even realise, his hand went subconsciously on his mother’s thigh and touched her gently. Alison didn’t mind, she took it as a sign of affection and just kept pulling him closer, talking to him in her soft voice.

“ Look at you, you are so handsome, you remind me of your father”, she said it with so much passion.
Eric loved what he just heard, he knew that she loved his dad so much so telling him that he looked like him was a great compliment !
“I love you Eric”, Alison said, kissing him with affection on the cheek.

Eric was now moving his hand up and down on Alison’s thigh, feeling her soft skin and moving it higher and higher every time. He started to feel the hotness that was coming from between her legs and he got so excited. His mother’s mind was completely empty of sexual thoughts at that time but her body was still so hot and horny, Eric could feel it now.
This drove him crazy once again and his cock got harder than ever.

For the first time, Alison now felt her son’s cock through his boxer shorts, rock hard as it was, touching her leg. She was left speechless for a moment. Did her son just get an erection by being that close to her? This was the time that she realized that her body was still so eager to feel a touch of pleasure ! Could Eric sense that? Is that what got him that hard?
She was so confused, but she decided not to break the hug just yet because Eric would be embarrassed knowing that she did it because of his hard on.

“Oh my God, he is so hard. I can feel his penis on me”.
Alison was surprised of how hard he was. She hadn’t been near a hard dick for so many years, the sensation was overwhelming. For a moment she wished that it was a complete stranger next to her and not her loving son.
“What a sinful thought”, she said to herself and tried to take it out of her mind.

Eric had no idea what was going on in his mother’s mind but he knew what was going on in his mind. He wanted to feel her mother’s pussy on his hands, now all he could think of was the sight of her pussy lips while she was about to masturbate a few minutes before. And that’s when he realized his mom’s lack of reaction and thought to himself.
“Why is she not moving ? She can certainly feel my hard on now, could she maybe enjoy it? “

The thought of it was more than enough to confuse his mind. He wasn’t thinking as a son now but as a man. And as a man , he decided to make his next move.

He moved his hand with speed and determination under her dress and touched her between her legs. The soft feeling of her well trimmed pubic hair and her wetness sent shivers through his body.
He knew what he just did was way over the line but the feeling was amazing, he knew it was worth it. Even if his mom slapped him, he would have something to masturbate to for many days to come!

Alison was indeed shocked but she didn’t slap him. She immediately pulled away and looked deep in his eyes without knowing what to say. Her son just touched her pussy! Her precious boy did this? She couldn’t believe it! Her mind was empty of thoughts so her mouth was empty of words as well.

“M..mmom…”. Eric blushed and was so embarrassed.
“ I am so sorry. I don’t know what happened”. Eric knew he messed up. He had to find a very good excuse.
“I… I don’t know…I wasn’t thinking at all. I am…”

Alison interrupted him but what came out of her mouth was totally unexpected
“It’s ok Eric. It was only a moment of weakness, right? Didn’t mean anything?”

Eric was surprised. She didn’t yell at him at all! Why was that?
“ Y..yes mom. I don’t know what happened. I am so sorry it will never happen again. I promise it w..”

Alison interrupted him again
“Ssshhh, honey. Just forget it, you got carried away that’s all right? Being close to a woman just reminded you one of those girlfriends you had is that it? But I am old , I shouldn’t remind you at all of a beautiful girl right?”
What did Alison just say? She couldn’t believe it herself! Instead of yelling at him she is trying to find excuses for him and also she is asking questions that she hopes will give her back a compliment?

“… yes mom.. Probably, I was thinking about another girl. But Mom, don’t ever say it again”. Eric said, falling into his mother’s trap.
Alison knew that she was about to hear what she wanted
“Say what honey? “ She asked eagerly, waiting for the answer that she expected.
“Mom, no girl could ever be as beautiful as you are, you are a stunning woman. And you are young and beautiful Mom, I wish my wife will look half as good as you when she is 39!” Eric said it and meant every word of it. She was that beautiful!

Alison got excited and smiled ! That’s what she wanted to hear! She was being selfish at the moment but she needed this, a young man saying these words to her. What a huge confidence boost! After getting what she wanted, she decided to calm things down a little bit.
“Ok hun, but you need to understand, this can never happen again. There are so many women that would want you , you are a hot boy and you can get what you want from every woman! But not your mother , do you understand?” .
Her words were a little preachy but her voice was still so soft . She surprised herself again. She enjoyed it that much that she couldn’t get mad at him, not even tell him that he did wrong!
Alison decided to end this awkward moment with another hug, to show Eric that all was good. Eric didn’t even move this time, he was afraid to do anything. Alison kissed him on the cheek again and told him to go to sleep.

After Eric left , Alison let out a deep sigh and went to the bathroom to throw some water on her face. What an intense moment! Looking at the mirror she felt more beautiful than ever. A 17 year old boy just praised her so much, she felt wanted like she used to until a few years back. She was happy again and started to walk back to her room.

While she was getting past Eric’s bedroom she decided to take a last look to see if he is ok with what happened. She opened the door and that’s when she was shocked once again!
Eric was naked , had his big hard cock in his hand and was masturbating ! He thought that his mother was already asleep and went on to release himself from all the tension that took place that night.
Seeing his mother at the door he froze ! What a shame!
Alison didn’t know how to react! In the end she didn’t say anything, she just ran to her room and closed the door.
“Oh no what did I do? Was my own son masturbating for me? Is this my fault? Oh my god what kind of a mother am i?”.
“And he was so big. Did he get that hard for me? He thinks I am sexy?”
Once again, Alison’s mind was filled with complex feelings! Flatter and guilt!
“My own son… my own son”. she kept repeating in her mind. She was trying hard to tell to herself how wrong this was but every time she said it her excitement grew stronger.
“Snap out of it Alison… Your own son!!”.She couldn’t convince herself anymore. She was getting horny!

She decided to let Eric calm down and they would talk in the morning. But her thoughts were still troubled. As it happened a couple of weeks ago while thinking of Jake, she decided once again that her thoughts are her own. She can think of anything she wants, as long as she keeps it to herself!
Her body was filled with erotic tension and she knew she had to take care of it. Before even finishing her thoughts she got naked and her fingers were deep in her pussy, her muscles pulsating and pulling them deeper and deeper with every move.
“Oh my God Eric”, she couldn’t get her son’s cock out of her mind.
She was troubled but she decided it was too late to go back and she let herself go. She had just seen her son stroking his big dick for her and she would cum for that!

Eric , embarrassed like never before had pulled himself together and decided to go and apologize. For one more time he reached out of his mother’s door and that’s when he heard the familiar sounds of his mother’s sweet moans!
This time his heart wasn’t pounding like crazy. The shock was so big for him that it almost stopped pounding at all! His mother was masturbating 5 minutes after seeing him play with his cock for her!
“She liked it? My god, did mom enjoy seeing me masturbate? “. His 17-year old mind went completely crazy.
“I have to dare this! “. He didn’t mind at all anymore, it was time to show courage without any doubts.

He opened the door and entered the room.
“Mom!!”.
Alison lost it once again. How did this happen? Now she was the embarrassed one, she was left speechless.
“ I wish I would die right now”. Alison thought in despair .
How could she explain this? How could she convince her son that this is not what it seems?

Before she had time to think of anything, Eric was next to her. He sat down, staring at her mother’s frozen eyes and put his hand on her thigh again, like he did earlier.
“ERIC!What the h…? ” Alison couldn’t finish her sentence when Eric’s hand was on her pussy again!
She gasped, the unexpected touch was so pleasant that she didn’t react immediately. Half a minute had passed and she managed to say some words.
“Eric, wha… why? What …? Eri… noo.. Eric, stop!”. The only word that came clear from her mouth was “stop” but that was the only word that she didn’t want to say.
“You stop Mom, let me touch you. You were touching yourself for me, now let me do it ! You want this”. Eric was so determined, his voice was steady. He was in charge now.
“But.. Eric…. No, it …is …. so… I’m your mom, Eric!!”. Alison kept saying no but all this time Eric’s hand was gently touching her pussy , making it harder and harder for her to hide her excitement.
She was dripping wet now, Eric could feel her juices flowing down his hand and knew he was so close to getting what he wanted. How could she resist now?
“Eric, nooo, Eric stop! Erriiiccc..”.

Alison’s voice was getting so soft and deep, she couldn’t struggle anymore. She knew she had to stop this right now or else she would cross the line with her own son.
“Mom, I love you. I want you happy, so let me take care of you!”.

Eric’s words made her feel so safe, she couldn’t fight it anymore. She had to give in .
She didn’t say a word, she just opened her legs more and arched her body back, showing her son that she was his now. Her mind was still saying no but her body had a mind of its own. She needed this and she would let it happen!
“Please forgive me Eric …Please forgive me..Oh god, it feels so nice..”
Her words made Eric even more confident and he knew his mother was melting under his touch.
He drove two fingers inside her tight pussy and went as deep as he could. Alison moaned with excitement, first time in 7 years that someone else is playing with her pussy. She couldn’t think anymore, it wasn’t her son it was just a man being there for her pleasure.

“Oh yeeeeess…ERIC, YEEES” That was it! Now Eric had her complete approvement and he wouldn’t stop.
He kept fucking her pussy with his fingers, getting more and more excited by her loud moans. He started kissing her under the neck , driving her crazy. Alison was lost, she couldn’t believe the feelings she was getting from her own son! Eric knew what to do, he started kissing her breasts and took her nipple in his mouth. Alison was now screaming with ecstasy, getting closer and closer to cumming for her son! She couldn’t believe it !
“ Eric, oh Eric, yes, honey, suck my nipple, make me cum, I am yours baby! Oh yeesss…”. Alison’s words were encouraging Eric once again and he kept sucking her nipple harder and harder while his fingers were moving furiously in and out of his mother’s delicious pussy.

He was determined to go down and taste his mom’s womanhood when suddenly Alison screamed , pulled his face to hers and kissed him deep while her body was starting to tremble.
With their lips locked firmly ,Alison was moaning with pleasure while her orgasm was taking over every inch of her shaking body. Eric could feel her pussy tightening more and more as she was cumming hard, and her juices were dripping all over his hand now! His mom was cumming on his hand, he couldn’t believe it!
Eric was going crazy but he knew he had to control himself and surely he could get his reward!
With a last loud moan Alison exploded hard without taking her lips of her son’s. What an orgasm she just had!
She was still kissing her son , softly this time trying to catch her breath at the same time.

“Oh God forgive me, what did I do?” She thought, guilty again…
She broke the kiss suddenly and looked into her son’s eyes.
“What did we do? Eric?” She felt so satisfied but once again ,the end of her orgasm brought all of her guilt to the surface! She felt so bad!
Eric saw the concern but he knew he had to encourage her some more.
“Mom, that was amazing, I love you!”.

But Alison felt differently now, her body was starting to relax and now she was seeing the truth. Her son just gave her an orgasm!
“Mom?” Eric was concerned seeing his mother ‘s beautiful face getting dark from sadness.
“Honey, go away! Oh god Eric, this was so wrong! Please go away and forget this!”
Alison sounded a little angry now, more with herself than with Eric. But Eric got angry too!
“Mom, please! You are playing me! You got what you wanted and now you throw me away? That’s not fair!” He needed the attention and he demanded it.
“Mom, what about me?” He asked.

Alison got angrier now. Her own son was demanding from her to make him cum?

“Eric, go to your room. NOW! What happened was wrong and you know it! We will never talk about it again, you understand? Never! Go now and forget it ever happened. I was drunk and you took advantage of me!”.
Alison was sounding furious now!
“ What? Mom are you seriously blaming me for what happened? How can you say this ? You weren’t drunk, you wanted this you were teasing me all night! And took advantage of me, you had your pleasure and now you are yelling at me!”.
With those words Eric left running from his mom’s room and slammed the door behind him!

Alison was left alone, unable to think clearly or find some good explanation. She was the one that was right, she knew she was right. Her own son took advantage of her! How could he? …Or maybe he didn’t… Was it really her that started everything? Was Eric right? Alison was so confused. But it didn’t really matter who started it. Eric was right in one thing. She took what she wanted but he was left with a huge hard on. What could she do? It’s her son, she can’t make him sad.
“Hmmm. Maybe a quick handjob will make things right? He needs to cum, he is a man. I remember his father when he needed to cum, there was nothing more important”.
Alison was whispering to herself. Was it really the right thing to do? She didn’t want to torture her son. She had to make him feel nice. It didn’t take any more thinking, she decided to help him finish. This was the right thing to do.

She put on her dress and went to his door. She knocked first.
“Hun? Eric?” She was nervous , what would he say? Was he really that angry?
Eric was indeed very angry and didn’t want to talk to his mom right now.
“Eric, open honey, we need to talk, maybe you are right”.
This brightened Eric’s face again! What did she mean, would she be willing to take care of him as well?
‘Mom, come in i haven’t locked”. He answered , very curious to see what she would have to say.
Alison opened the door slowly, still hesitant about what she would do next. Eric was on his bed , wearing only his boxer shorts.
“E..Eric…Honey, I was too cruel with you before”.

Alison’s voice showed her weakness. Eric could see that she came to his room to make things right for him and decided to take advantage of it.

“Mom, it’s ok. I understand. It is strange for both of us but I deserve your attention too. I feel stupid for what I did and it feels like you are just using me.”
Eric wasn’t believing a word he was saying, he just wanted to make his mom guilty enough to forget her insecurities.
“Eric, no , honey, I would never do that! It’s just, what we did was wrong and going even further would make it even worse. But I know it wasn’t fair so maybe…” Alison was hesitating.
“Maybe what mom?” Eric was enjoying it, his mom was the one acting like a young girl and he was the man!
‘Maybe I could…?”
Alison didn’t want to say it. Was it too late to go back ? Eric made sure of it. He took of his boxers fast…
“Mom, come here”. Eric pulled his mother on him and took her hand and placed it over his already hard cock.
“Oh my god, Eric… a… are you sure honey?”. Alison knew the answer.
“Mom, I am sure… just do it. I want it and you want it.. Touch my cock !”.

Eric was sounding more and more like his dad now and Alison was getting excited again. Her hand was on her son’s big and hard cock and she wanted it more than anything. She took it in her hand and couldn’t believe how hard it was. She knew what to do, she started stroking it gently and slowly like her husband always wanted her handjobs. Eric seemed to respond to that gentle touch too, he closed his eyes and looked to be in his own heaven.
“I can’t believe it. My own mother is stroking my cock, this feels too good to be true”. He thought, filled with enjoyment .
“Is this ok baby? “ Alison asked caringly, knowing ofcourse that Eric was enjoying it a lot.
“Oh mom, it is the best feeling ever! I love it, keep jerking me off like that, make me cum!”.

Alison kept stroking , focused and determined to pleasure her son and redeem herself for her selfishness. As she was moving her hand faster and faster, Eric was getting so horny that he already felt too close to cumming.
“Mom…mom stop for a while, I don’t want to cum yet!”.
Alison was confused, wasn’t this what he wanted? What did he have in mind? Had she maybe lost her touch after all of these years?
“Honey, what is it? Am I doing something wrong? Please tell me, I promised to take care of you, tell me how to do it.” Alison asked , worried that she wasn’t doing a good job.
“Mom, it’s nice i am enjoying it but I can’t cum like this. I want something more”. Eric didn’t lose any time at all, he wanted more and decided to play for it.
“More? Eric, what do you mean more? I said I will help you cum and that’s what I am doing, what else do you want me to do?”
Eric’s new demands scared her but also excited her. What did he want?
“Mom, you are so gorgeous, I want you to use your mouth. Please suck my cock, please mom it will make me cum so fast! “.

Eric went for it, he knew his mom was getting wet again and wanted to try his luck. The thought of his mother’s mouth pleasuring his big cock seemed like paradise to him. Most men would kill to get a blowjob from such a woman and now he had his own chances! He wouldn’t miss it !
Alison wasn’t willing to get this far though. Jerking him off was already too much of a sin, taking her own son’s cock in her mouth would be way, way over the line.

“Honey, please don’t go there, It will not happen.. What we are doing now is already too bad, please don’t ask me again ok? It won’t happen. Just enjoy the handjob baby, I like giving it to you. Relax and I will make you cum Eric, I promise”.
“Oh…Ok, mom, keep doing what you do it feels nice.” Eric said, disappointed that his mom took a blowjob out of the question without a single thought. But getting a handjob from her was still awesome so he concentrated on that.

While Alison was stroking his cock , she kept thinking about what Eric asked. Her husband loved her blowjobs , she knew how to please him well and always enjoyed the power that she had over him when his cock was in her mouth. Thinking back about these moments was making her even more wet, she could feel her wet pussy soaking her thighs again.
Eric was breathing heavier now, laying back with his eyes closed as his mom was speeding up her handjob , trying to make him cum. She knew that he was close, she hadn’t touched a cock for so long but her son’s reactions were very clear, he was a couple of strokes away.
“You are so beautiful mom, you are so sweet to me, oh please don’t stop I am cumming. I love you mom!”.

Eric was whispering while he was about to cum and Alison once again felt extremely proud because of the words that she was hearing.
“What a lovely boy” she thought again.
She knew that he deserved more than that!
She stopped stroking him suddenly and that made him open his eyes and look at her with extreme frustration.
“Mom, no.. I am so close!”. Eric started to protest but his mom had the control now.
“Sssshhhh….” That was all that Alison said .

She smiled at him and while still looking deep into his eyes she lowered her head and wrapped her wet lips around his hard cock. Eric went crazy.
“Aaaahhh! Mom…!”
That was it! Eric made it! He had his mother’s mouth all over his young cock and he felt this was his personal triumph!
“Yeeeessss”. Eric whispered with extreme satisfaction!

Alison felt his cock getting even harder in her luscious mouth. She let out a moan of pleasure, she had forgotten how amazing it was to have a dick so deep between her lips. She closed her eyes and just enjoyed her son’s huge member filling all of her mouth, slowly moving her tongue up and down making sure that she is getting it wet and sloppy. She started caressing the tip of her son’s cock with her tender tongue, knowing that this would drive Eric crazy.

“Aaaaah….”.
Eric was feeling things that he never felt before. His mom’s mouth was so warm and wet, he was the happiest man on earth! He moved his hand on Alison’s long and silky hair and started pushing her head deeper and faster.
Alison always hated it when her husband did that, but not now. She loved it! “Mmmmmm…”. she couldn’t stop moaning softly every time her son pushed her deep making her feel his beautiful cock touching the back of her throat.
“Ooooh, mom!”. Eric tightened his legs, feeling his orgasm closer than ever.

Alison was enjoying everything so much that she didn’t realize that Eric couldn’t hold back anymore. She heard a loud moan and then she felt a huge jet of cum splashing on the back of her throat!
“Oh my God, he is cumming in my mouth!” Alison couldn’t believe it! As much as she loved sucking, very rarely she would let her husband cum in her mouth, she didn’t enjoy it at all.
This was no exception, Alison immediately tried to take Eric’s cock out of her mouth and she pulled her face away just fast enough to avoid getting the second splash of her son’s love juice on it.
“Ohh, oooooh mom, I am cumming..! ”
Eric was having the orgasm of his life. Big spurts of cum were coming out of his cock, flying everywhere uncontrollably. Alison could not believe the amount of sperm that her son was giving to her, she kept watching in awe while it was coming out and landing on her thighs , on Eric’s legs and on the sheets.

When it was finally over, Eric looked at his mother, enjoying the sight of her beautiful face and eyes staring at him. Alison smiled seductively and then slightly opened her mouth letting the first amount of cum that Eric shot in it slowly drip down her lips and onto his cock again.
This was all too much for Eric, he took his mom in his hands and kissed her passionately!
Alison was surprised, her husband would never kiss her after she had sucked his cock, much less in those rare occasions that she had his cum in her mouth. She loved it !
Alison broke the kiss, looked into Eric’s eyes and whispered.
“I love you son. This was my gift to you!”. Before Eric had the chance to respond she got up fast and left for the bathroom with a smile on her face.
Eric was trying to catch his breath watching his mom slowly walking away and he knew he never felt more satisfied in his life.
This was better than he had ever dreamed of and he had a secret desire that this would just be the beginning of a beautiful story. Could his mom think the same, or was it just a moment of weakness for her?
Alison cleaned Eric’s cum off her thighs and hands and looked up on the mirror again. Her face looked such a mess, her eyes had tears from all the sucking , her hair was scruffy and she still had small signs of cum on her chin. But her eyes were shining with happiness! She chose lust over logic and guilt, and it was the best decision she ever made…

 

Alison took a very fast shower to clean herself well but she kept wondering what was going on in her son’s mind now. Did he sleep , was he happy , did he feel any guilt? ..
“Or maybe he is masturbating again, thinking about his mom”. She said to herself and giggled like a school girl.
What a night! It was the hardest day of the year for her but she wouldn’t think of her husband anymore. Her son was more important!
“ The past is the past. The future is what matters”. That’s what her friend Sophie always said to her and for the first time Alison agreed with it.

Walking out of the shower Alison noticed that Eric had his bedroom lights out so she knew he was asleep.
“Well…Time to rest I guess!” Alison thought and headed back to her bedroom.
She turned on the lights and walked towards the bed.

“ Hey , Mom!”.
Eric’s voice scared Alison and made her jump a little bit! Eric laughed.
“Eric…what! I thought you were sleeping and I w…. OH MY GOD! Why are you naked honey?” Alison gasped, looking at her son on her bed, completely naked and his cock rock hard again!
“Mom, come on, the night isn’t over yet, is it?”

Eric was saying these words playfully but not as confident as he was before. He wasn’t so sure about his mom’s reactions now.
“Eric, are you crazy? We did what we did honey, isn’t it enough? How come you are hard again? You are not satisfied yet? Is mommy making you that hard?”.
Alison was answering in the same playful way, although her intentions were to flirt a little bit and then end the night.
“Mom, be serious, I really want to know how you feel about what happened!”. Eric ‘s voice got serious again.
“What did it mean to you Mom?”, he insisted to get an answer.
“Eric, we had a deal, I satisfied you as you satisfied me, that’s all, the end! “.

Alison’s words were like a dagger in Eric’s heart. He didn’t say anything but Alison could sense that. Even his cock was starting to get limp. She didn’t want to make him sad again , but what was he thinking?
“Aw Eric, come on. What more do you want honey?” Alison asked again worryingly.
“You need to cum again? Is that it?”
Eric looked at his mom and nodded.
“Mom, I can’t stop feeling horny, and look how hard I am again”. Eric said in frustration.
Alison looked at his cock and it was again so hard. She couldn’t believe it, it didn’t take him more than a few seconds to get that big. How could she say no to that?
“Oh Eric, what more do you want? I just had a shower but if you want…”. Alison stopped talking and looked at him. His eyes had widened so much. Alison didn’t know what he expected to hear but her next sentence wasn’t what he wanted.
“ I will get naked and let you masturbate next to me, is that ok?”
‘Oh… yes mom.. ok, thanks”. Eric expected so much more, but well, better that than nothing.
Alison could feel his disappointment so she wanted to make him feel better.
“Oh honey, I already sucked you once, maybe I would do it again if I hadn’t taken a shower but I don’t want to get messy again”.
‘Mom, I won’t grab your head this time, please. I will be gentle. And I will tell you before I cum ok?”
Eric was almost begging!
“Baby, no, let’s control ourselves ok? “ Alison asked her son to behave and Eric nodded again.

She dropped her towel and layed next to him fully naked.
“Wow, nice way to control yourself Alison”, she thought to herself sarcastically. She knew what Eric wanted and she knew what she wanted. She wouldn’t hold back this time!
“Play with it honey, does it make you hot that I am that close to you again?” Alison went playful again.
“Oh yes mom, so hot! But mom….” Eric wasn’t happy. He wanted more again!
“You can touch me too ok?” Alison interrupted him again and let him touch her. Eric didn’t want more encouragement, he groped her breasts squeezing hard.
“Heeey… easy!”. Alison laughed to her son’s roughness.
“Be soft honey. Take your time.”
Eric followed her advice and caressed her slowly with one hand while the other was slowly stroking his dick.
Alison felt excited again.
“Yes, Eric, like that… Nice and slow… take your time.”
Alison’s voice was so sensual now, Eric loved that. He was getting his mother wet again!

She moved her face closer to her son’s and Eric needed no instructions. He kissed her deep, his tongue swirling with his mother’s like two crazy dancers in love .
The kiss they were sharing was so passionate that both of them were moaning and breathing heavily. Alison felt loved for the first time in 7 years.
“Eric, I love you”.
“I love you too mom”. Eric responded and looked at his mom again, before kissing her again with all of his passion.
“Mmmmm.. “ Alison was loving this . Her desire for her son was too strong and she didn’t want to wait anymore, she decided to cross the line for good!

“Baby… Take me! Do whatever you want with me!” Alison said with her most sensual voice.
Eric was stunned! Did his mother just say what he thinks she did? He broke the kiss, looked at her ..
“Mom?”

Alison had no doubts. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to feel love tonight and her son was giving it to her. She placed her mouth on Eric’s ear and whispered passionately.
“Take me Eric! I am yours tonight. “

Eric was losing his mind. He was really waiting for a blowjob but he didn’t expect his mom to go even further! His heart was pumping like crazy as he asked again.
“Mom, what do you mean? You want me to ..”
Alison put her finger on his mouth before he finished his sentence and said seductively.
“ I want you to take me. I want to feel you inside me. All of you”.
It was clear that she had lost control. But she knew it and she loved it.
“Make love to me Eric! “

Finally! Eric had all he wanted now! He took her in his hands and kissed her with all of his strength. This was more than he could ever dream of. He felt like he just won the jackpot.
“I love you mom!” .
“I love you too baby!”. Alison answered with motherly love.

She turned slowly and got on top of her son, kissing him, rubbing her sexy body on his and feeling his erection pressing against her.
The game was on, and there was no turning back. Two players, two winners! No inhibitions, no guilts, no worries. Just two lovers ready to live their extreme passion for the first time.
Alison looked into her son’s lustful eyes and gave him a smile full of meaning as her hand moved slowly onto his big young penis and grabbed it strongly to guide it into her pussy’s warm entrance.
Feeling his mom’s pussy touching the tip of his cock Eric left out a moan and relaxed himself, getting ready for his dream to come true.

Alison didn’t want to torture him or herself anymore, she moved her hips back and let herself sit down slowly, feeling the gorgeous cock of her son penetrating her dripping pussy.
For 7 years she hadn’t felt a dick in her but as soon as she took Eric in, it felt like they belonged together. Her son’s cock was right where it needed to be, inside her welcoming pussy. She moved a little bit up and down and then took a deep breath and sat herself all the way down to the base of Eric’s huge throbbing erection.

“Aaaaahhhhhhhh…” Her moans were so full of pleasure, Alison knew right then that she needed this more than anything in the world!
“Oh, mom, this feels so good. I can’t believe it is happening!”. Eric was feeling like a kid in the playground, he was inside his mom’s pussy and she was enjoying it so much. He felt proud!

Alison kissed him again, smiling at him to make him feel more comfortable in case he had any second thoughts about it. But there was no chance , Eric was all for it! The movement of his hips started to match Alison’s hips and now she could feel him even further inside every time she moved her body down .
Once again, this was driving her insane.. Losing herself completely, Alison felt her orgasm getting closer and closer . She was about to cum, and 7 years after her husband’s, it would nowbe her son’s dick to bring her to a wonderful climax.

“Oh, Eric, like that, don’t stop baby! Keep pushing like that! Fuck me Eric, fuck me! Fuck me hard”. Alison was now riding her son’s cock like an experienced cowboy riding a tireless bull.
“ Fuck me hardeerrrr, please! Push your cock deep in your mom’s pussy Eric, make me cum!”.
Talking dirty like that made Eric so eager to give her what she wanted that he started pounding her as hard as he could going deeper and deeper and faster than he ever thought he could.
“Ahhh, Ahhhh BABY!FUCK ME! Oh my god it feels so good!!”.

Alison once again surprised herself. She was never a fan of hard sex, she wanted it slow and passionate. But her son was pushing her boundaries and she was experiencing something completely new for her.
She couldn’t hold it anymore, with big long screams she welcomed a powerful orgasm and sat down taking Eric’s long hard cock as deep as she could, staying there still as her body spasms caused her whole body to tremble.
Eric was overwhelmed! He was staring at his mom’s face, lost in her own world , as he felt her pussy on his cock shaking rhythmically while her endless orgasm took her over completely.

“Mom, are you ok?” Eric asked as his mom stopped moving and let out a big sigh of relief.
“I have never been better. This was..” She had no words. This was the best orgasm of her life and she couldn’t find any words to describe it.
“I love you !“ She tried to say again with a voice that barely came out, as she fell exhausted on Eric’s chest, trying to catch her breath .
Her pussy was calming down but she could still feel Eric hard inside her. She knew it was his turn and now she wouldn’t make him beg for it.
She kissed him and whispered to him.
“ I want to suck you honey, I want to take the cock that made me scream like that in my mouth and make it cum. I will take it all in my mouth Eric, I’ll do everything you want”.
“Will you let me cum in your mouth mom?” Eric asked with anticipation.
Alison looked at him, smiled and nodded her head slowly.

She knew that he deserved it and she actually felt eager about it. She wanted to give Eric back all the pleasure she received from him and letting him cum in her mouth would be the best way to do it.
Eric couldn’t wait to cum in his mother’s mouth now. He was in a rush to cum so he took Alison’s head in his hands and pushed her gently lower.
“Honey, we said no pushing!”.
Alison pretended to scold Eric but her expression gave away that she didn’t mean it . She just wanted to do it her way. She took Eric’s hard erection out of her satisfied pussy and she could feel the wetness on her hand as she started stroking it very very slowly. She moved her mouth over the tip and just stood there looking at Eric’s impatient face.

“Oh mom, you are driving me crazy. Suck me please, don’t tease!” Eric couldn’t wait , he needed this so bad.
Alison laughed but didn’t want to prolong her son’s agony anymore. She opened her mouth and took the head in. She could feel the hot juices of her pussy mixed with the sweat and the sticky precum of Eric’s cock and she loved the taste of it. It was so naughty and she loved it! She started sucking slowly but deep , knowing that Eric wouldn’t last long.

Eric also knew he would cum very fast so he opened his eyes to watch his mom’s beautiful face while she was about to swallow his hot sperm. Alison had placed herself between Eric’s legs and while she was moving her head up and down his long shaft, she was giving Eric a wonderful view of her perfectly shaped perky butt.
“My god, her ass is incredible like that”. Eric was impressed by the sight of her butt and that gave him new plans.
“Mom, stop!!” Eric pulled away from his mother’s mouth as he was too close now.
“Honey what happened why did you stop me?” Alison looked confused and sad. She had given all of herself to that blowjob , she really wanted to make him happy but he stopped her.
“Mom, please… I want to fuck you again… I want to fuck you doggy!” Eric wanted it too much.
“Please, will you let me mom?”

Alison really wanted to finish this blowjob but her son wanting to fuck her again made her flattered again.
“ Doggy? Are you sure you want to look at your mother’s old ass while you fuck me Eric?” She asked teasingly, knowing that this was the exact reason why Eric wanted to take her like that.
And she wanted it too, Eric’s dick in her mouth, with the strange taste of their fluids mixed together made her horny again. She needed it!

“Mom, your ass is phenomenal, I will cum just by looking at it! You know it, stop teasing. You have the best ass I have ever seen you should be proud” Eric would say anything to fuck his mom again, but this time he meant it completely.
“Ok, baby… I said I am yours and I mean it. Fuck me honey but promise me, you will take it out before you cum. Promise me, that’s important!”

Alison wanted it so bad now, but she wanted to make sure that Eric wouldn’t cum in her.

“Honey you are already close, if you feel like cumming pull it out and I will take it in my mouth again ok? Don’t cum in me no matter what!!” She was nervous to make this safe!
“Mom, I am not stupid! You didn’t even have to tell me, ofcourse I will pull out! Come on!”
With Eric’s words, Alison felt safe enough and got herself in all fours, waiting for her son to penetrate her again.
Eric pushed her head down softly, making her ass get even higher as he admired the view.
“Oh my God!” Eric was mesmerized , he could now see her whole womanhood in all its glory, her pussy lips open and wet with anticipation, her tight asshole and her soft butt cheeks moving slowly as she was waiting impatiently for his cock.

Eric didn’t lose time, he moved closer and put his dick deep in his mom’s pussy. Once again, they had become one. And while Eric was enjoying the glorious view, this new angle of the penetration was giving Alison new sensations and she was getting even hornier than before!
Eric felt his mother pushing back with every stroke and knew he would cum soon enough.
“Mom, I can’t last anymore!”

Alison didn’t like that, she was just starting to feel her own pleasure building but she didn’t show it.

“Ok, love, take it out though, cum in my mouth as we said ok?”
“Mom…” Eric was about to ask something and Alison could feel it.
“What is it Eric?”
“Mom, I would prefer not to cum in your mouth. Can i….?” Eric was so hesitant that Alison feared for the worst and started yelling at him.
“ERIC, NO! You can’t cum in me, you could make me pregnant are you stupid? We already said it, take it out now! I will nev…”
“MOM! Stop, I would never cum in your pussy..”. Eric interrupted her.
“W...what then baby? “ Alison found it weird, what did he want this time?
“Mom, can I maybe cum in your ass? It looks so beautiful I really want to put it in, just to cum mom, please!”

Alison felt a little shocked! In her ass? No, no way! Her husband had tried to convince her to try it a couple of times in the past but it never worked. She was never comfortable with it .
“How dare he ask me something like that? I am his mother not a stupid slut he met at a club!” Alison felt frustrated by this request, anal sex had always been a taboo for her and she knew she would never do it.
She didn’t want to show how annoyed she got though so she answered to him calmly.

“Eric, baby, no, I don’t like it. I never did it and I don’t want to ok? It is very wrong. “
“Oh, mom, I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to insult you it just looks too beautiful and thought…” Eric really felt bad, what was he thinking? Putting his dick in his mother’s ass?
“Sorry, mom!”

Eric thought he messed up and ruined the moment again but Alison gave him his confidence back.

“Eric, it’s ok honey, I am flattered that you like my butt but we won’t do that ok? Just fuck my pussy baby and remember to pull out when you cum ok?”
‘I promise mom, can I cum in your mouth then?” Eric didn’t know if his mom was still up for it.

Alison laughed and looked at him .

“Ofcourse baby. Nothing’s changed! Fuck me and cum in my mouth! That’s what I want! Fuck me hard!”

Eric felt powerful again and started fucking his mom deep and hard. This small break was very helpful because his penis lost it’s sensitivity and he knew that he would last much longer than he was going to before. Full of confidence he started pounding his mother hard and steady.

Alison wasn’t ready for that , she thought that Eric would cum in less than a minute and this took her by her surprise. A very pleasant surprise no doubt! Her boy, her young stud was now fucking her like crazy and she loved every stroke of his big dick more and more.

“Fuck meeeeee. Fuck me Eric, yeees, fuck your mother hard like a slut!” Alison started talking dirty again. A sign for Eric that he was doing a great job!

Feeling even more comfortable than before, Eric pushed his mother to lie out flat on her stomach and got on top of her with his full weight.
Alison was surprised at first but she loved feeling her son’s skin rubbing on hers. She opened her legs slightly to help him enter her more easily and that gave her a new surprise as her clit was rubbing on the sheets while Eric was pounding her pussy harder and harder from behind.
“Oh Eric, this is amazing. Keep fucking me like this, yes. Fuck my pussy, do it hard baby, make me scream!” Alison became vocal again, as Eric kept fucking her like crazy.
Once again, she would be the first to cum.
“Ooooh yes I am cumming Eric”.

She didn’t expect her orgasm to be that sudden but she wouldn’t complain. Eric’s deep thrusts and the sensation on her clit send her to sex heaven and back. She exploded again and again, as Eric wouldn’t stop pounding her even while she was cumming for him.

“Keep fucking me Eric, don’t you stop!”
‘Oh, mom, I love your pussy! I love it when you cum, it feels so great inside you!”

It was the first time that Eric talked dirty to his mom. He was hesitant before because it was still his mother but now he couldn’t help it.
Alison LOVED IT! Hearing her sweet son talking to her like that filled her with desire again and she knew that another orgasm would soon be on the way!

“Eric, you like fucking your mom honey ? You like my sweet pussy?”
“Mom, it is perfect, I love fucking you, I love tearing your pussy apart with my hard cock! Take it all slut!” Eric responded to his mom’s invitations to talk dirty and this made him approach his own orgasm.
“Mom, I am so close , are you ready? Come take it in your mouth mom, take my cum!” Eric had a little bit more in him before he would cum but he wanted to make sure he would follow his mother’s orders to pull out in time.

Alison didn’t respond, she just kept moaning as Eric was fucking her ! She couldn’t control her feelings anymore.

“MOM!” Eric shouted to bring her mind back from the pleasure world where

Katie’s nipples were not cooperating.

The 14-year-old looked at herself in her bedroom mirror. She had been trying to keep her nipples from being so obvious in her new dress, but it was no use. The lacy bra that matched the party dress didn’t keep her twin nubbins from showing through the red gown.

Katie had just gone through some weird growth spurt, and her breasts were now much bigger than before. Her nipples seemed to have grown, too. They stayed erect all the time, like small pink pencil erasers. They were super-sensitive, too; Katie’s fingers slid up her satin dress and couldn’t help but give them a slow rub and squeeze. She felt a delicious surge deep in her pussy. Now her thickened nipples were even more obviously poking out.

Katie sighed. Her breasts were so much bigger now than when she got the dress that she was spilling out the top. Even on the sides, next to her narrow halter straps, the sides of her breasts swelled. The pale peach of her creamy tits was in sharp contrast to the golden brown of her slim arms and neck.

She didn’t want to look like a slut! This, after all, was her first real date. Katie looked herself up and down. Josh would be here soon! Katie decided she needed a man’s opinion.

“Hey Scott! Can you come here a sec?” Katie called out to her stepbrother Scott. He had just turned 17, and had been on lots of dates. Katie was a little nervous about asking his advice — she’d had a secret crush on Scott since her mom married Scott’s dad a few years back — but surely he’d be able to help her out.

“Whaddaya need, Kat?” Scott called back, using his pet name for her.

“Can you come up here please? I need some help,” called Katie, her small hands covering the front of her dress.

“I just got back from the beach and I’m kinda sweaty, but you asked for it,” he warned, bounding up the stairs to Katie’s room.

Reaching the second floor, Scott tossed his sun-bleached hair back out of his eyes. He had been out in the sun all afternoon, and smelled of saltwater and coconut oil. His tanned chest was smooth; his board shorts were old and ripped.

Scott stopped in the doorway and looked down at his stepsister. Katie stood before him in a skintight red dress, shifting from foot to foot. She was barefoot; her brand-new high heels were still in their shoe box next to her kicked-off tennis shoes. Katie had attempted to pull her blond hair back in a grown-up bun, but silky golden strands had escaped and framed her flushed face. She had inexpertly applied a touch of makeup; a bit of pink rouge, shiny gloss on her lips. Katie’s little hands unsuccessfully tried to cover her breasts. Scott’s blue eyes met and held Katie’s brown eyes. He smiled a slow, crooked smile.

“So, Kat, how can I help? Need some fashion advice?” Scott teased softly.

Katie blushed under her pink rouge. Scott’s eyes were so blue in his tanned face! Her nipples were rock hard.

“Scott, I’ve got a little problem,” Katie explained in a low voice. “My dress doesn’t fit as well as I thought, and Josh will be here in a couple of hours to pick me up for my first date. I don’t want to look slutty.” Katie slowly lowered her hands down to her sides, her palms whispering over the satin. Creamy tits swelled above the top and sides of the red dress. Obvious nipple bumps poked out from the young girl’s chest, not an inch from the top of her dress.

Scott lazily looked down at Katie’s breasts, then back up to her eyes. His crooked smile widened. “Seems like it’s not so little a problem, after all!”

Katie’s pussy surged involuntarily as Scott looked her over with half-shut eyes.

“Stop joking!” she nervously laughed. “This dress fit when Mom bought it for me! What should I do?” Katie half whispered to him. “It’s not just the top. I’m afraid it’s too short, too!” Katie tugged down on the satin hem. “I’m afraid you can see my panties!”

“Turn around and let me see you,” said Scott softly. He was still smiling. The boy leaned against the doorway, arms crossed.

Katie slowly turned around.

“Now stand up on tippy toes, and bend forward a little bit. Put your hands against the wall.”

Katie could feel the satin dress riding up on her trim thighs, but she did as she was told. It was very quiet. Scott looked at his stepsister standing before him, her slender legs slightly spread, her small ass tilted up. Under the shiny red dress he could see about an inch of white cotton panties, tucked up between Katie’s smooth ass cheeks. Scott silently walked toward the young girl. Katie could hear him breathing. Her heart was pounding. Then she felt his fingers barely touch her, between her legs. Katie’s pussy pulsed at the gentle stroke.

“You’re right; I can see your panties. Just the very bottom, though, right here,” Scott said quietly, as he stroked his stepsister’s cotton panties. He could feel her wetness. “If you don’t bend over, you’ll be OK. If you do, Josh will be tempted to do this,” whispered Scott, as he nudged the white panties to the side and cupped Katie’s soft mound in his big hand. The girl gasped as Scott’s fingers slipped over her pussy. She spread her trembling legs wider. He stroked her cunt.

“Oh what a pussy you have, my little pet. Your little clit is as stiff as your nipples,” Scott whispered as he gently rolled his finger over her clitoris. It was an erect small pearl. He felt Katie’s pussy spasm, and his fingers became wetter. “I had no idea.” He continued to stroke her pussy, then reached higher. “Your pussy hair is so silky.” His fingers played in the sparse blond hair above Katie’s plump pussy lips. Scott withdrew his hand, then Katie heard him lick his fingers and palm. “Oh, I love girl juice. You taste like peaches,” Scott whispered in her ear.

Katie was breathing so hard she thought her heart would burst. Scott’s strong hands slid up the sides of her narrow waist and tugged the top of her dress and bra down, just until her nipples were exposed. Scott lightly touched her breasts. “Oh my, look what we have here. I’ve wanted to touch you for months now. Josh just might be tempted to do this.” Scott’s big hands gently cupped Katie’s tits, and he lightly pulled on the nipples, squeezing them and rolling them between his fingers. Katie moaned. Scott unfastened the halter straps holding the dress up, and pushed the top of the gown down to Katie’s slim waist.

“Time to turn around, my little Kat. I have to see those gorgeous tits.” Katie slowly turned around, breathing hard. Her full breasts swayed prettily; her rosy-pink nipples pointed straight out. Scott smiled down at her. He playfully pulled on her nipples, making them even longer and harder. “What a big girl you are. I think Josh might like to do this.” Scott bent his head and nuzzled Katie’s right breast. Her warm skin felt silken under his searching lips. Scott nibbled the goose-bumped areola surrounding her protruding nipple, then licked up the length of the nipple itself. Scott opened his mouth wide and slipped the erect nipple over his tongue. He began to slowly suckle his young stepsister, pulling her nipple deep into his mouth. His mouth worked against the soft creamy flesh, his jaw rhythmically pulling.

Katie was in ecstasy; she’d never felt such pleasure. She cradled her brother’s head and tenderly pushed the streaked blond hair back from his face as he suckled. After a few minutes he loosed his grip and released Katie’s breast with a slurp. Her nipple was tingling and cherry red. It was half an inch longer than before; the white breast was bruised. Silently Katie used both her small hands to guide Scott’s shaggy head to her other breast, where he repeated his rhythmic suckling.

When Scott was done sucking her second breast, Katie’s head was thrown back, her eyes half shut. Her cheeks were flushed. “My God,” she whispered. “How can anything feel this good?”

“There’s more, my little Kat,” Scott smiled at her, giving her bright red nipple a final hard suck. “This will feel even better.” He nudged Katie toward her bed. Her bruised breasts bounced as she fell backward onto her soft quilt. Katie’s satin dress was still pushed down to her waist. The hem was scooted up above her white panties, which were visibly wet between her legs. Her slim legs were parted.

Scott slowly slid his big hands up the outside of her smooth legs. He reached under her dress and pulled Katie’s small panties down and off. Her stomach was all fluttery; her chest heaved with every breath. Her pussy felt impossibly wet. Scott looked down at Katie’s small body, at her lush tits and open legs. Her pale pussy hair barely covered her mound. He looked into her brown eyes, framed by black lashes. “Don’t worry, Kat. No need to be nervous, little sister. I’ll take good care of you.”

Scott moved his hands on the insides of her smooth knees, pressing down and spreading them wide. Katie could feel a cool breeze on her damp pussy from the ceiling fan overhead. Scott got on his knees until he was only inches from her. She could feel his warm breath on her thighs. Scott could see the girl’s juices in her delicate folds; her erect clitoral button peeked out above her pink slit. “I’ll bet Josh is hoping to get this close,” whispered Scott, as he slowly stroked the silky pale hair just above Katie’s plump pussy lips. Katie made excited little whimpering noises. “He’d love to open you up just like this.” Scott used his thumbs to widen Katie’s pussy folds; the young girl helped him by spreading her legs even wider. “Good girl, good little cunt. I want to see everything you have.”

Scott nuzzled Katie’s open pussy with his nose, breathing in deeply. “You smell like you taste, like fresh fruit. I want to tongue you.” Like he did with her breasts, Scott opened his mouth wide and covered her entire cunt with his lips. Katie gasped, and tilted her pussy up to help her brother suck her. Scott began rhythmically suckling her cunt. His tongue curled into her hole and then up to her erect clit. He worked his mouth, suckling like a baby. Scott’s nose touched Katie’s blond pussy hair. He moved his mouth up, concentrating on her clitoral button. Scott put his lips around it and sucked firmly, tonguing it and making loud slurping noises. “I love sucking your little baby clit,” he whispered, glancing up and into Katie’s half-shut eyes. “I’m going to make you cum now.” With that, he ducked his shaggy head and concentrated on tonguing Katie’s swollen clit, his head slightly bobbing up and down. His big hands held her trembling legs wide open. “Oh Scott! It feels so good, I can’t believe it!” Katie panted. Her cunt pulsed with an explosive, rhythmic wave of pleasure that spread from the girl’s pussy outward to her tummy and knees. She cried out Scott’s name, and clutched his hair.

Scott breathed in, enjoying Katie’s fruity scent, and began lapping up her juices. As he slurped, Scott reached up and played with the girl’s nipples. “Mmm, you are such a tasty snack, little sister. I love eating your pink baby pussy.”

“I feel so good! I’ve never been so wet,” Katie purred. Her hands covered Scott’s on her breasts, joining him in squeezing her nipples.

“You are such a little pet,” Scott said, continuing to lap her pussy slowly, from bottom to top. “Are you going to let Josh eat your delicious cunt?” He smiled up at her, his nose buried in her blond pussy hair, inhaling deeply. “Does he get to smell you like this?”

“I don’t want you to stop! I’ve never felt like this. Please fuck me, big brother,” said Katie breathlessly, pulling on her rosy nipples.

“You’re only a baby, kitty Kat. It would be wrong for me to fuck you,” said Scott.

“I don’t care! I want you inside me,” moaned Katie. “I know I’m young and little, but I want you.”

Scott took one last slurp of his sister’s cunt, and shrugged off his board shorts. “OK, little girl. I’ll teach you how to fuck.”

His cock was as hard as a rock, and looked too big to fit into Katie’s small pink pussy. The throbbing head was smooth. “You can get it wet first, with your mouth,” Scott whispered. Katie looked up at him with shining eyes, and bent forward, wrapping her lips around the taut head. Scott gasped, feeling her warm mouth tasting him, sucking up the pre-cum leaking from his cock.

“Your cream tastes good, Scott,” said Katie, looking up at her brother. “Thick and salty. Do you want me to suck you like you did me?” Scott nodded wordlessly, then put his hands on Katie’s head, where her bun had come almost all the way loose, allowing her blond hair to fall onto his thighs. “That’s it, little Kat. Just move your mouth up and down.”

Katie tried to get the entire cock in her mouth, but she was only able to get half of it in. She began slowly bobbing her head up and down, sliding her brother’s cock between her lips. Katie grasped the thick shaft with her small hand. It felt very warm, and it pulsed under her tongue. Scott reached down and fingered his sister’s nipples. Her wet mouth sucking his dick made obscene slurping noises. His thick hair hung over his closed eyes as he moaned, gently humping Katie’s face.

A few minutes later, Katie paused and smiled up at her brother. “Are you ready for me?” Her wet lips glistened. “Yes,” Scott groaned, “I’d love to fuck your little cunt.”

Katie lay back on the bed again, and once again spread her legs wide. This time she opened herself up by spreading her pussy lips with her own small fingers. Scott kissed her deeply on the lips, then gave her an open-mouthed kiss on her wet pussy. “I don’t know which is sweeter—your tongue or your cunt.”

Scott placed the head of his cock against the wet hole of Katie’s pussy, then pressed forward. Katie wriggled and shimmied her pelvis in circles. Slowly Scott’s cock began to slip into the young girl. Katie kept grinding her pussy at the hard cock. When it could go no further, Scott paused. “Kat, this part will probably hurt some.” “Kiss me, Scott,” Katie whispered. The boy placed his mouth on his sister’s lips, nudged them open and gently started sucking her tongue. As he did, he thrust forward firmly and broke through the young girl’s hymen. Katie cried out into Scott’s mouth, then sucked his tongue more urgently. Scott’s hard cock was now entirely buried inside Katie’s pussy. Her pale belly and his tanned stomach were pressed together, their soft public hair intermingling. His balls touched her smooth slim ass. Scott began thrusting into his sister’s pussy over and over, fucking her. Katie humped against her brother’s cock, matching his rhythm. She could hear the squishing, slurping sound of his cock sliding in and out of her soaked pussy. Scott reached down and put his thumb directly over Katie’s clit, rubbing it in circles as he fucked her. “You have the sweetest snug pussy, Kat. My cock loves your slippery cunt,” Scott whispered. “And your tits jiggle every time I pump into you.” Katie could feel her breasts bouncing in time with Scott’s thrusts. She felt her pussy tingling under Scott’s massaging thumb. “I’m going to cum again!” the girl whimpered. Scott intensified his fucking, ramming and humping in Katie’s tight hole.

Moments later both teenagers cried out. Scott’s cock spurt his hot cum deep inside Katie’s cunt, which convulsed with her climax. His shaft throbbed as he filled her young womb with his cream.

The two lay together, panting, their hearts beating in time. Katie’s aching pussy leaked white juice onto the quilt. Scott’s head lay on Katie’s creamy breasts, his cheek brushing one goose-bumped nipple. His blond hair flopped over Katie’s other nipple, which was red and tingling. He slowly looked up at her, and grinned his crooked smile.

“Maybe you should wear a different dress.”

Neighbors wife Part 2 by Big Daddy

Dark Fantasy, Male/Female, Masturbation, Oral Sex

Author's infos

Gender: N/A    Age: N/A    Location: N/APosted Sun 3rd

Well, I had just fucked my neighbors wife who was passed out drunk and ran back home.

The next day I was working in my yard and Gail, the neighbors wife said they were having a party and Ted (her husband) told her to come invite me. I go to their parties every now and then but they just like to get too fucked up. I just couldn't wait for Ted to go back to work so I could check Gail out again.

That night, I decided to go to their party. They had a few of their friends over and was grilling on the back deck and playing drinking games. I did a few shots with them but didn't want to get too drunk. Gail was dressed in some very short shorts and a low cut shirt with that pretty clevage showing. I almost got a hard on just thinking about her pretty them tits were the night before.

At about 2:00 that morning, everybody else had left. Ted was so drunk he fell off of the deck 3 times and had to be helped up. Gail was pretty drunk to but could still hold a conversation and actually walk. I decided to go home even though they didn't want me too. At 3:30, my phone rang and it was Gail. Gail said she needed help because Ted passed out on the deck and she needed to get him inside. I walked over and we grabbed him and put him to bed.

Gail and I then walked outside and chilled on the patio. Gail was pretty drunk and kept getting closer to me as she would talk. After a while she was sitting next to me and kept touching me while she was talking to me. She kept bending over and her beautiful tits would almost fall out. I was wearing some PJ pants with no underwear on and a T-Shirt. Between Gail rubbing my leg and and leaning over where I would get a look at them tits, I started getting a hard on.

After a while, Gail looked down and said damn, you got a hard on. I didn't know what to do. I decided what the fuck and just said, Gail you are one fine as women and have the prettest tits I have ever seen. I didn't know what she was going to do or say so I just sat back. Gail looked at me and asked when did I see her tits. I told her that when she bent over, I saw them. The next thing she did surprised me. She lifed up her shirt and stood up and said what do you really think. Man, she has these huge nipples that were rock hard, probably from the cool air.

I told her they were beautiful and that Ted was so lucky to be able to have them. She then stood up and said she would be right back. After about 5 minutes she came back. She then bent down and grabbed my hand and told me to follow her. She brought me to my house. Once we got inside, she pulled her clothes off and said now you are lucky to have me. I almost came in my pants. I just wish she wouldn't have been so drunk when she did this. Of course I wasn't going to turn it down.

Gail grabbed my PJ's and pulled them off and grabbed my dick and started sucking it. She kept deep throating me and every time she would come up, she would run her tongue around the head several times and then back down. It felt so good, I came in about a minute. I thought I would blow the back of her head off. She swallowed all of my cum. She then looked at me and said "it's you turn big boy". I couldn't help myself, I dove between her legs and stated eating her beautiful pussy. She started moaning and moving around so much I had to grab her legs to hold her in place. I then started kissing my way back up her stomach to her tits and sucked them like there was no tomorrow. I dick was aching it was so hard. I put it in her tight pussy and started pounding it.

I was pounding her so hard, her head kept hitting the head board on the bed. I started going slower and pushed my cock all the way in her and just let it sit there. This girl had great pussy muscle, it felt as though her pussy was sucking my dick. I couldn't stand it any longer. I started fucking her hard again until I blew a load deap in her pussy. She must have came 10 times. I have never seen a women shoot juice out of her pussy until today. When I pulled out, her pussy was going into spasms and shooting juice out. This was so fucking cool. After she finally calmed down, she looked at me and said "WOW", I have never had so many orgasims in my life. She then put her clothes on and said she had to go before Ted woke up. Said if he woke up and she wasn't home, it won't be good for her. She then went back home and I went to sleep a very happy man.

I didn't think Gail would remember what happened because she was so drunk. The next evening, I think they finally came back to life. I saw Gail and Ted leaving together. About 2 hours later, Gail drove back up. I was peaking at her though my curtain. She walked straight to my door and knocked on it. I answered the door like I didn't know it was her. I told her to come in, not acting like anything happened last night.
Once the door closed, she turned around and looked at me and started taking her clothes off. I was stund, she said you fucked the hell out of me while I was drunk, now I want you while I'm sober. I knew this would be the start of a great relationship. Gail said she had just dropped Ted off to go offshore and he will be gone a month. She pushed my back in my recliner and started giving me a lap dance while buck ass naked. Man, my dick was so hard I thought it was going to break in half inside my blue jeans. She reached down and un buttoned my pants and said I know it needs relief. She got on her knees and pulled my dick out and started sucking it. Her mouth felt so good. She kept sucking my dick until I blew a load down her throat. She once again swallowed every drop.


THERE IS MUCH MORE TO COME OR SHOULD I SAY CUM