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Friday, June 1, 2012
Thursday, May 31, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 11
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"And then," Vivian continued happily, "I made Lana take his prick out of her mouth so Richie would shoot off all over her face!"
"Boy, Mom," Donald laughed. "That sounds really fucking hot!"
"I couldn’t help myself," Vivian giggled. "Besides, it wasn’t like it was the first time they fucked. I know Lana likes being dominated every now and then, just like me. "
Donald shook his head, amazed and amused by his mother's behavior. He sat with his back to the headboard, naked, the sheets turned down. Vivian sat beside him, tugging on his throbbing cock. She'd come to his room to give him another bedtime treat.
"Your cock's pretty stiff now, Donald," she observed. "Ready for your good-night sucking?"
Donald grinned and folded his hands behind his head. "Suck away!"
CHAPTER ELEVEN
"And then," Vivian continued happily, "I made Lana take his prick out of her mouth so Richie would shoot off all over her face!"
"Boy, Mom," Donald laughed. "That sounds really fucking hot!"
"I couldn’t help myself," Vivian giggled. "Besides, it wasn’t like it was the first time they fucked. I know Lana likes being dominated every now and then, just like me. "
Donald shook his head, amazed and amused by his mother's behavior. He sat with his back to the headboard, naked, the sheets turned down. Vivian sat beside him, tugging on his throbbing cock. She'd come to his room to give him another bedtime treat.
"Your cock's pretty stiff now, Donald," she observed. "Ready for your good-night sucking?"
Donald grinned and folded his hands behind his head. "Suck away!"
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 10
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER TEN
“I’ve been meaning to ask,” Vivian said the next day as she sat beside Lana on the couch. “How have you been coping without sex since your husband died?”
Lana blushed as she looked at her friend, thinking instantly of the ass reaming she had received the night before from her own son. Not to mention the fucking she’d had from Donald a few nights previously. She couldn’t admit that, no matter how much she loved doing it.
“Oh, I - - you know - - see to myself,” Lana said, crossing her legs. They had both dressed for summer in cut-off shorts and T-shirts although Vivian didn’t seem to be wearing a bra beneath hers.
“Come on, Lana. I remember how horny you always were. You may have convinced your other friends you were pure and innocent but I know you couldn’t go without cock for more than a day or two and I doubt that’s changed.” Vivian put her hand on her friend’s thigh and squeezed gently. “Fingers and dildos are all well and good, but nothing beats a big, hard cock, am I right?”
CHAPTER TEN
“I’ve been meaning to ask,” Vivian said the next day as she sat beside Lana on the couch. “How have you been coping without sex since your husband died?”
Lana blushed as she looked at her friend, thinking instantly of the ass reaming she had received the night before from her own son. Not to mention the fucking she’d had from Donald a few nights previously. She couldn’t admit that, no matter how much she loved doing it.
“Oh, I - - you know - - see to myself,” Lana said, crossing her legs. They had both dressed for summer in cut-off shorts and T-shirts although Vivian didn’t seem to be wearing a bra beneath hers.
“Come on, Lana. I remember how horny you always were. You may have convinced your other friends you were pure and innocent but I know you couldn’t go without cock for more than a day or two and I doubt that’s changed.” Vivian put her hand on her friend’s thigh and squeezed gently. “Fingers and dildos are all well and good, but nothing beats a big, hard cock, am I right?”
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Monday, May 28, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 8
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER EIGHT
Vivian sat on the living room couch, ignoring a dull soap opera on television. It was a hot afternoon, and she wore only a pair of skimpy cut-offs and a T-shirt that clung to her big, braless tits. She wiggled her ass on the couch and spread her thighs, unable to resist rubbing her hairless pussy through her denim shorts.
God, even the stupid soap operas made her horny. Vivian had never dreamed that she could become so obsessed with sex, so entranced with the mere thought of a stiff, throbbing cock. And it had all come about because of fucking her son. She supposed there existed in all people an invisible wall of inhibition that prevented them from succumbing to the most depraved urgings of lust. Once that wall had been breached by a really sinful, forbidden act, anything was possible.
Vivian had fucked her own son, and there were few other acts that could be considered so unspeakably obscene. Anything was possible now. The inhibiting wall was rubble. Nothing could stop her from craving Donald's huge, throbbing hard-on every moment of the day. And she did. It was incredibly frustrating that she couldn't just fuck him as soon as he came home from college, throw him on the floor and rip off his pants and shove his straining cock shaft in her mouth. There were Lana and Richie to worry about, and that somehow made her horny, too.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Vivian sat on the living room couch, ignoring a dull soap opera on television. It was a hot afternoon, and she wore only a pair of skimpy cut-offs and a T-shirt that clung to her big, braless tits. She wiggled her ass on the couch and spread her thighs, unable to resist rubbing her hairless pussy through her denim shorts.
God, even the stupid soap operas made her horny. Vivian had never dreamed that she could become so obsessed with sex, so entranced with the mere thought of a stiff, throbbing cock. And it had all come about because of fucking her son. She supposed there existed in all people an invisible wall of inhibition that prevented them from succumbing to the most depraved urgings of lust. Once that wall had been breached by a really sinful, forbidden act, anything was possible.
Vivian had fucked her own son, and there were few other acts that could be considered so unspeakably obscene. Anything was possible now. The inhibiting wall was rubble. Nothing could stop her from craving Donald's huge, throbbing hard-on every moment of the day. And she did. It was incredibly frustrating that she couldn't just fuck him as soon as he came home from college, throw him on the floor and rip off his pants and shove his straining cock shaft in her mouth. There were Lana and Richie to worry about, and that somehow made her horny, too.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 7
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER SEVEN
Shit, Donald thought miserably. Mom's friend Lana Dobson was a nice lady, and boy was she stacked, and her son Richie was okay too, but why did they have to be living with them now? Now that Donald had finally started fucking his mom's sweet cunt! It was well past midnight. Donald lay awake in his dark bedroom, his huge, throbbing hard-on pulsing painfully under the sheets. He stroked his mammoth prick slowly, thinking of his mother's pussy.
Finally he realized he had to do something about it. Naked, his hard-on quivering before him, Donald crawled out of bed and crept into the hall. He'd just tiptoe down the stairs and creep into his mother's room. Vivian might give him a lot of shit about taking the chance, but Donald knew his mom would feel a lot better as soon as his cock started fucking into her juicy little cunt.
Donald's big prick continued to stand long and stiff as he walked down the stairs. He thought of the tightness of his mother's pussy, and little droplets of pre-cum immediately leaked from his cock.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Shit, Donald thought miserably. Mom's friend Lana Dobson was a nice lady, and boy was she stacked, and her son Richie was okay too, but why did they have to be living with them now? Now that Donald had finally started fucking his mom's sweet cunt! It was well past midnight. Donald lay awake in his dark bedroom, his huge, throbbing hard-on pulsing painfully under the sheets. He stroked his mammoth prick slowly, thinking of his mother's pussy.
Finally he realized he had to do something about it. Naked, his hard-on quivering before him, Donald crawled out of bed and crept into the hall. He'd just tiptoe down the stairs and creep into his mother's room. Vivian might give him a lot of shit about taking the chance, but Donald knew his mom would feel a lot better as soon as his cock started fucking into her juicy little cunt.
Donald's big prick continued to stand long and stiff as he walked down the stairs. He thought of the tightness of his mother's pussy, and little droplets of pre-cum immediately leaked from his cock.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 6
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER SIX
"Fuck my pussy, Donald! Unnghhh! Oh, Christ, what a big, fat fucker! Ahhhh, Jesus! Make me cum on you, Donald! Ram that big cock right up my cunt!"
Vivian was on her knees on the living room sofa, naked, leaning over the backrest. Her son stood behind her, naked too. He was clutching her hips as he furiously fucked his prick into her pussy from behind, watching the wet, hairless lips of her cunt grip and suck around his prick.
"Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy!" Vivian chanted. She twisted and humped her rounded ass to meet his thrusts, gasping as she ground her juice-seeping cunt onto the base of his hard-on. "Ahhh, goddamn, pound it up me! Harder, Donald! Oh, yes, fuck me as hard as you can!"
Donald's mouth was open, and his body glistened with sweat. He panted loudly as he fucked his big cock relentlessly into his mother's pussy. Vivian held onto the back of the couch, grimacing and biting her lip to prevent herself from screaming with lust.
CHAPTER SIX
"Fuck my pussy, Donald! Unnghhh! Oh, Christ, what a big, fat fucker! Ahhhh, Jesus! Make me cum on you, Donald! Ram that big cock right up my cunt!"
Vivian was on her knees on the living room sofa, naked, leaning over the backrest. Her son stood behind her, naked too. He was clutching her hips as he furiously fucked his prick into her pussy from behind, watching the wet, hairless lips of her cunt grip and suck around his prick.
"Fuck my pussy, fuck my pussy!" Vivian chanted. She twisted and humped her rounded ass to meet his thrusts, gasping as she ground her juice-seeping cunt onto the base of his hard-on. "Ahhh, goddamn, pound it up me! Harder, Donald! Oh, yes, fuck me as hard as you can!"
Donald's mouth was open, and his body glistened with sweat. He panted loudly as he fucked his big cock relentlessly into his mother's pussy. Vivian held onto the back of the couch, grimacing and biting her lip to prevent herself from screaming with lust.
Friday, May 25, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 5
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER FIVE
When Lana awakened the next morning, her first thought was that she was still married. It was instinctive; as she rolled over and yawned, she realized there was another body with her in bed. Then she opened her eyes and saw Richie, and the memories of the past night returned to her. Lana winced, feeling the puffy, sore lips of her pussy and the tenderness of her huge tits, which Richie had sucked as eagerly as a nursing child.
Lana sighed and lay back, her enormous tits rolling on her chest. She stared at the ceiling and considered the ramifications of her actions. There was no turning back now, she realized. Even if she'd wanted him to, her young son couldn't just forget that he'd fucked his own mother's cunt. And she didn't want him to. A lascivious smile spread across Lana's face as she remembered how her boy had pounded her pussy the night before.
And not even her ex-husband had fucked her as beautifully as her son. Lana pushed the sheets to the foot of the bed, exposing the nakedness of her sleeping child. His lean, muscular body looked so beautiful in the morning light sifting through the motel room blinds. And his prick. Oh, God, Richie had another beautiful hard-on. His cock was throbbing as he slept. Perhaps he was dreaming about sucking his mother's tits and fucking her cunt.
CHAPTER FIVE
When Lana awakened the next morning, her first thought was that she was still married. It was instinctive; as she rolled over and yawned, she realized there was another body with her in bed. Then she opened her eyes and saw Richie, and the memories of the past night returned to her. Lana winced, feeling the puffy, sore lips of her pussy and the tenderness of her huge tits, which Richie had sucked as eagerly as a nursing child.
Lana sighed and lay back, her enormous tits rolling on her chest. She stared at the ceiling and considered the ramifications of her actions. There was no turning back now, she realized. Even if she'd wanted him to, her young son couldn't just forget that he'd fucked his own mother's cunt. And she didn't want him to. A lascivious smile spread across Lana's face as she remembered how her boy had pounded her pussy the night before.
And not even her ex-husband had fucked her as beautifully as her son. Lana pushed the sheets to the foot of the bed, exposing the nakedness of her sleeping child. His lean, muscular body looked so beautiful in the morning light sifting through the motel room blinds. And his prick. Oh, God, Richie had another beautiful hard-on. His cock was throbbing as he slept. Perhaps he was dreaming about sucking his mother's tits and fucking her cunt.
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 3
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER THREE
"You mean you have to go back there again?" Vivian asked, her voice hushed with concern. "To the old house? Isn't that going to be sort of a strain on you?"
Lana sighed and patted her son Richie's arm. "I know what you mean," she murmured. "But Richie and I will just have to make it as quick as possible. We'll go in, get our things, and leave. I suppose the logical thing would be to spend the night there, but I really think we'll just shack up in a motel, instead."
The three of them, Vivian, her friend and recent roommate Lana, and Lana's teenager Richie, were sitting around the breakfast table over coffee. Coming down the stairs a few minutes earlier, Vivian had feared that her shame for fucking her son the night before would be obvious on her face. Particularly to Lana, who had known her since childhood. But it seemed that Lana and Richie were wrapped up with thoughts of their own. There were still some things at Lana's old house that she had to pick up, and it would be the first time Lana had been there since her husband's tragic death.
CHAPTER THREE
"You mean you have to go back there again?" Vivian asked, her voice hushed with concern. "To the old house? Isn't that going to be sort of a strain on you?"
Lana sighed and patted her son Richie's arm. "I know what you mean," she murmured. "But Richie and I will just have to make it as quick as possible. We'll go in, get our things, and leave. I suppose the logical thing would be to spend the night there, but I really think we'll just shack up in a motel, instead."
The three of them, Vivian, her friend and recent roommate Lana, and Lana's teenager Richie, were sitting around the breakfast table over coffee. Coming down the stairs a few minutes earlier, Vivian had feared that her shame for fucking her son the night before would be obvious on her face. Particularly to Lana, who had known her since childhood. But it seemed that Lana and Richie were wrapped up with thoughts of their own. There were still some things at Lana's old house that she had to pick up, and it would be the first time Lana had been there since her husband's tragic death.
Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 2
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER TWO
Only a half hour later, Vivian knew that she would have trouble falling asleep that night. She was still much too horny. She sprawled naked on her bed, on her stomach, with a pillow stuffed between her thighs under her cunt. Vivian was dry-fucking slowly as she recalled how her incestuous affair with her son had begun in the first place.
When had it all started? A year ago, right after the divorce. Living alone with her handsome, growing teenager for the first time, Vivian had first felt the sexual tension between them. One morning, when she was rushing stark naked between the bathroom and her bedroom, Donald had nearly run into her in the hall. Vivian had daintily tried to cover herself with her hands, but not before affording her boy a tempting view of her tits and pussy. When Donald had excused himself, it had been impossible not to notice the big cock bulge in his pants.
There had been other warning signs after that, occurring more frequently. Vivian noticed how intently her son studied her body if she wore a low-cut blouse or skimpy shorts. In turn, she was dressed scantily to attract his attention. Then the touching started. That had been only a few months ago, Vivian reflected. Donald had come home with a particularly good report card, and Vivian had given him a congratulatory hug. While embracing him, she'd felt her son's hand sliding down her waist to cup the cheeks of her ass.
CHAPTER TWO
Only a half hour later, Vivian knew that she would have trouble falling asleep that night. She was still much too horny. She sprawled naked on her bed, on her stomach, with a pillow stuffed between her thighs under her cunt. Vivian was dry-fucking slowly as she recalled how her incestuous affair with her son had begun in the first place.
When had it all started? A year ago, right after the divorce. Living alone with her handsome, growing teenager for the first time, Vivian had first felt the sexual tension between them. One morning, when she was rushing stark naked between the bathroom and her bedroom, Donald had nearly run into her in the hall. Vivian had daintily tried to cover herself with her hands, but not before affording her boy a tempting view of her tits and pussy. When Donald had excused himself, it had been impossible not to notice the big cock bulge in his pants.
There had been other warning signs after that, occurring more frequently. Vivian noticed how intently her son studied her body if she wore a low-cut blouse or skimpy shorts. In turn, she was dressed scantily to attract his attention. Then the touching started. That had been only a few months ago, Vivian reflected. Donald had come home with a particularly good report card, and Vivian had given him a congratulatory hug. While embracing him, she'd felt her son's hand sliding down her waist to cup the cheeks of her ass.
Monday, May 21, 2012
Horny House Share Chapter 1
Horny House Share by eros
CHAPTER ONE
"No, Donald!" Vivian cried, pushing her son roughly away. "For God's sake, stop that! You can't just fuck your own mother!"
Blonde, stacked, thirty-five-year-old Vivian Cole was sprawled on the living room couch, her big tits nearly bursting out of her lacy black bra, and her luscious thighs naked to her panties. Her horny eighteen-year-old son, Donald, was sprawled on top of her, shamelessly squeezing her tits with one hand while trying to finger-fuck her wet pussy with the other.
"Donald, no!" Vivian batted her son's hand away as he nearly succeeded in working a finger inside her filmy panties. She cast worried eyes at the light shining from the upstairs hall. "You're going to wake them up, Donald! Oh, for God's sake, what if they catch us?"
Donald was too hungry for pussy to heed his mom's warning. All he had on were his pajama bottoms, and his hard cock throbbed violently. He pushed his mother's hands back long enough to pop open the front clasp of her bra. Vivian's large, creamy-white, stiff-nippled tits jiggled out. Donald moaned as he lunged at her tits, wrapping his lips around one stiff nipple.
CHAPTER ONE
"No, Donald!" Vivian cried, pushing her son roughly away. "For God's sake, stop that! You can't just fuck your own mother!"
Blonde, stacked, thirty-five-year-old Vivian Cole was sprawled on the living room couch, her big tits nearly bursting out of her lacy black bra, and her luscious thighs naked to her panties. Her horny eighteen-year-old son, Donald, was sprawled on top of her, shamelessly squeezing her tits with one hand while trying to finger-fuck her wet pussy with the other.
"Donald, no!" Vivian batted her son's hand away as he nearly succeeded in working a finger inside her filmy panties. She cast worried eyes at the light shining from the upstairs hall. "You're going to wake them up, Donald! Oh, for God's sake, what if they catch us?"
Donald was too hungry for pussy to heed his mom's warning. All he had on were his pajama bottoms, and his hard cock throbbed violently. He pushed his mother's hands back long enough to pop open the front clasp of her bra. Vivian's large, creamy-white, stiff-nippled tits jiggled out. Donald moaned as he lunged at her tits, wrapping his lips around one stiff nipple.
Monday, March 19, 2012
A Ball With The Family Chapters 9 to 11
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Sunday, March 18, 2012
A Ball With The Family Chapters 7 and 8
A Ball With The Family
by Tom Allison
CHAPTER SEVEN
"Hi, Jimmy. Can I come in and talk with you for a
while?"
Lying on his bed, Jimmy lifted his eyes from the latest
issue of Popular Mechanics and looked at his cousin standing in his open
doorway. His lips parted in a surprised expression as he looked at her body.
Wendy flushed and anxiously shifted her weight from foot to
foot. It was early in the afternoon and she and her cousin were the only ones
home. But they probably wouldn't be alone for long and Wendy knew that she had
to act quickly.
Wendy was wearing an elastic tube top that clung to her
round, braless tits and exposed her soft, slim belly. But the sexiest thing she
had on was her cut-offs. They were the shortest pair she owned, so short that
they rode high up her cheeks and almost showed her shaved pussy lips.
All day long her pussy had burned to thoughts of her
cousin's big prick. She was going to get him to fuck her now, as soon as
possible. She was dying to feel her tight, tender pussy clinging to his
invading cock.
Saturday, March 17, 2012
A Ball With The Family Chapters 5 and 6
A Ball With The Family By Tom Allison
CHAPTER FIVE
The first thing Sandra realized as she awakened was that she'd just had a very hard cum. It was pitch black in her bedroom and she rolled over to turn on the lamp and squint at the clock. It was just past four in the morning. Sandra pushed the covers to the foot of the bed and looked at her pussy. The lips were swollen and open and there was cunt juice all over her inner thighs.
Then Sandra remembered what she'd had the wet dream about and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. She'd just dreamed about fucking her father! In the dream, her tall, handsome dad had been sprawled flat on top of her, pounding his enormous prick into her cunt. She'd cum in the dream just as she'd imagined his thick, gooey jism streaming into her pussy.
She still felt very, very horny now. Sandra rolled out of bed, feeling her stiff nipples tingling and her pussy throbbing as she rose to her feet. The wet dream had taken a lot out of her. She felt tired from cumming so hard, but she knew she'd never be able to get back to sleep.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
A Ball With The Family Chapters 3 and 4
A Ball With The Family By Tom Allison
CHAPTER THREE
Gee, I'm horny today, Wendy thought. It was early in the afternoon and Wendy had just finished putting the last of her clothes into the tall bureau by the wall. Now there was nothing to do but play with her cunt.
Naked except for one of her father's long T-shirts, the horny daughter flopped on the bed and immediately spread her nubile thighs, whimpering as she stuck a finger into her gooey, shaved cunt. Why did Daddy have to drive downtown for the afternoon? She wondered peevishly. He could have just stayed home and fucked my juicy cunt!
Wendy pulled the bottom of the shirt up to her belly, spreading her legs wider and wiggling her ass as she stuck a second finger into her creamy cunt. She thought hungrily of her father's huge, throbbing cock as she jacked herself off. She wanted to fuck her father more than ever now that they had a new home, but she also knew that was probably the reason he'd gone on the errands. He was afraid of fucking her here, as much as he wanted to. He was afraid of being caught.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
A Ball With The Family Chapters 1 and 2
A Ball With The Family By Tom Allison
CHAPTER ONE
The first thing young Wendy Wright realized as she awakened was that she had a wet, horny pussy. Opening her eyes wide, the slender brunette rolled onto her back and kicked the blankets to the foot of the bed. She spread her slim, bare thighs and touched an experimental finger to her hairless cunt.
Sure enough, Wendy's shaved pussy was hot and dripping. Wendy wondered what she'd spent the night dreaming about, then smiled as she remembered: she'd dreamed about sucking her daddy's big, stiff cock.
Maybe she could find her father and suck his prick right now. Wendy hopped out of bed, her ass and pert titties jiggling as she walked into the second room of the two bedroom basement apartment she and her father had just moved into the night before.
Fully dressed, her father Lou was slumped in a big easy chair with partially unpacked boxes strewn on the floor around him. His chin was on his chest and he was fast asleep. Wendy's shaved fuck mound ached as she studied her daddy's big, muscular body, and the lump his huge prick made in the crotch of his pants.
I shouldn't be doing this, Wendy told herself. The two-room apartment was in the basement of her father's brother's house. Wendy's Uncle Bob had invited them to move into the basement. Since Wendy's parents had divorced, there was no reason for her and Lou to stay in their big old house.
Monday, October 17, 2011
A Tale Of Two Mothers Chapters 9 and 10
A Tale Of Two Mothers by eros
CHAPTER NINE
"Ungh! No, Hank, please stop fucking me! My son's going to come home! You don't want my son to catch you fucking me, do you?"
"I don't care," Hank grunted. "Move your hot little ass, Mrs. Wayne!"
They were in her bedroom now. Tricia was on her back, naked, her long legs cocked high, her ankles bouncing on Hank's shoulders as he rammed his huge cock lance in and out of her cunt. It was late in the afternoon now, and Walter could come home at any time. Tricia had lost track of how many times she'd let Hank fuck her tight pussy, how many times the seemingly endlessly horny lad had sprayed his load of cock juice deep inside her mouth, asshole or cunt.
He seemed to enjoy reaming her asshole best of all. Now, as Hank kept ramming his prick into her pussy, Tricia was conscious of how stretched her asshole felt, how red and sore her asshole had grown from accepting the pile-driving thrusts of Hank's cock. It hurt to have a sore, violently reamed asshole, but it felt good at the same time. Now Tricia's asshole was tingling and throbbing along with her pussy, responding lewdly every time young Hank rammed his cock to the hilt in her cunt.
CHAPTER NINE
"Ungh! No, Hank, please stop fucking me! My son's going to come home! You don't want my son to catch you fucking me, do you?"
"I don't care," Hank grunted. "Move your hot little ass, Mrs. Wayne!"
They were in her bedroom now. Tricia was on her back, naked, her long legs cocked high, her ankles bouncing on Hank's shoulders as he rammed his huge cock lance in and out of her cunt. It was late in the afternoon now, and Walter could come home at any time. Tricia had lost track of how many times she'd let Hank fuck her tight pussy, how many times the seemingly endlessly horny lad had sprayed his load of cock juice deep inside her mouth, asshole or cunt.
He seemed to enjoy reaming her asshole best of all. Now, as Hank kept ramming his prick into her pussy, Tricia was conscious of how stretched her asshole felt, how red and sore her asshole had grown from accepting the pile-driving thrusts of Hank's cock. It hurt to have a sore, violently reamed asshole, but it felt good at the same time. Now Tricia's asshole was tingling and throbbing along with her pussy, responding lewdly every time young Hank rammed his cock to the hilt in her cunt.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
A Tale Of Two Mothers Chapters 7 and 8
A Tale Of Two Mothers by eros
CHAPTER SEVEN
"And you say that Walter is still trying to initiate an incestuous, sexual relationship with you?" Maggie asked. She sat with her notebook and pencil again, pretending to take notes. A day had passed.
"That's right," Tricia sighed. She squirmed nervously on the couch, uncomfortable to be discussing her private life with a therapist. She'd expected Maggie Kelly to be old and dowdy. It was discomfiting to see that the counsellor was her age, and was endowed with a petite body every bit as curvaceous as her own.
"Did Walter try to have sex with you last night?" Maggie raised her eyebrows.
"He certainly did. He was very aggressive."
Tricia trembled in spite of herself, remembering the furious pussy-pounding Walter had delivered the night before. Again, she had failed to suppress her need to fuck her own son.
"Was his cock stiff?"
CHAPTER SEVEN
"And you say that Walter is still trying to initiate an incestuous, sexual relationship with you?" Maggie asked. She sat with her notebook and pencil again, pretending to take notes. A day had passed.
"That's right," Tricia sighed. She squirmed nervously on the couch, uncomfortable to be discussing her private life with a therapist. She'd expected Maggie Kelly to be old and dowdy. It was discomfiting to see that the counsellor was her age, and was endowed with a petite body every bit as curvaceous as her own.
"Did Walter try to have sex with you last night?" Maggie raised her eyebrows.
"He certainly did. He was very aggressive."
Tricia trembled in spite of herself, remembering the furious pussy-pounding Walter had delivered the night before. Again, she had failed to suppress her need to fuck her own son.
"Was his cock stiff?"
Saturday, October 15, 2011
A Tale Of Two Mothers Chapters 5 and 6
A Tale Of Two Mothers by eros
CHAPTER FIVE
Maggie stood at the kitchen counter the next morning, smiling as she prepared the tuna salad sandwich that her son would take to college. Four more times her hung, horny son had fucked her the night before, shooting load after load into her wet, juicy pussy. Maggie felt more sexually satisfied than she had been in months. She was naked now, eager to teach her son more about sex before he left for the day. No matter how often he satisfied the wet need in her pussy, Maggie's cunt always grew hot for more.
"Hi, Mom."
Maggie turned, smiling at her son. He wore only a pair of pajama bottoms, through which she could see his big cock swinging between his legs. He looked sheepish and embarrassed, but still stared hungrily at his mother's body. Maggie wondered if his cock was sore from fucking her cunt so much.
"Good morning, darling. Give Mommy a nice kiss."
She embraced her son, lewdly, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, squeezing his ass. When Hank finally broke the obscene embrace, he had grown a giant, rock-hard boner that now tented blatantly through the sheer flannel.
CHAPTER FIVE
Maggie stood at the kitchen counter the next morning, smiling as she prepared the tuna salad sandwich that her son would take to college. Four more times her hung, horny son had fucked her the night before, shooting load after load into her wet, juicy pussy. Maggie felt more sexually satisfied than she had been in months. She was naked now, eager to teach her son more about sex before he left for the day. No matter how often he satisfied the wet need in her pussy, Maggie's cunt always grew hot for more.
"Hi, Mom."
Maggie turned, smiling at her son. He wore only a pair of pajama bottoms, through which she could see his big cock swinging between his legs. He looked sheepish and embarrassed, but still stared hungrily at his mother's body. Maggie wondered if his cock was sore from fucking her cunt so much.
"Good morning, darling. Give Mommy a nice kiss."
She embraced her son, lewdly, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, squeezing his ass. When Hank finally broke the obscene embrace, he had grown a giant, rock-hard boner that now tented blatantly through the sheer flannel.
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