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A Son's Touch (part 1)

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A Son’s Touch (part 1)

 

A true story from 1992 … Barbara, thank you for picking me to write your story.

 

Never hurry when you are already so far behind you think you are in first place. That was what my day had started out as and while carrying an overfilled laundry basket paying more attention to my son’s underwear while going to the basement to do wash, I took a tumble down the entire flight of stairs. I awoke – dazed, in pain, my skirt flipped up, my butt in the air laying in a mass of dirty laundry with my son frantically call

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ing my name.

 

I’ll take a moment and back step for introductions. We live in a small northern city, my husband works the oil fields requiring him to be away from home, I have a son (Richard, age 16) and daughter (Monica, age 14) and I am Barbara, a 35-year-old with no time to have gained any weight since high school.

 

“I’m ok … but I hurt all over … ” I replied rather shakily.

 

My son somewhat reassured because I was talking began to carefully check me over; the final body check showed I had a right arm fracture and a left wrist fracture. With his assistance we walked upstairs where he carefully splinted my arms, applied ice packs and drove me to the hospital, to make a long story short, I left a few hours later sporting two casts, a mild headache and numerous bruises.

 

On the drive home I told Richard that the doctor was very pleased with his splinting and that I now relied on him and Monica to help a bit more around the house till I got back into functioning normally again. We picked Monica up at her friend’s house (Richard had reached her at school diverting her there). Monica was upset with a lot of melodramatics until Richard told her to get in the mini-van or get left behind. On arriving home I got Monica to start supper and Richard to get the wash going that presently lay at the bottom of the stairs and I was going to lie down.

 

Monica awoke me and we went to dinner where I suddenly realized I had difficulty pulling the chair

back and sat staring at my plate – I could not use eating utensils. We all laughed hysterically; Richard moved his chair over beside me and feed me slowly all the while joking if he should bring the high chair up from the basement. I survived supper and lay down on the couch apparently dozing off for several hours when my son awoke me.

 

“Mom – Mom, are you ok … (my eyes flutter open) … I’m off to bed and Monica’s already asleep…” with his assistance I got up from the couch and walked to my bedroom. I managed the light switch and stood in utter amazement – now what?

 

I walked down the hallway to my son’s room and knocked on the door, “Richard, I need a little help…”

 

Richard opened his door, “What is it mom?”

 

“Son … I … I can’t undress …” I stammered.

 

“Oh … ok, I’ll go wake Monica …” he said.

 

“Leave her sleep, can you help me?” I answered, leading the way to my bedroom. Where my son stood lost in the middle of the room with a bewildered look on his face as I said, “Ok … undress me.”

 

“Mom, I don’t know where to begin … are you sure you don’t want Monica?” he blurted out.

 

“Richard! How hard is it to undress me … surely you have taken a girls’ sweater off before …” I froze mid-sentence of my exasperated  tantrum as he turned ashen white, slowly shaking his head in the negative.

 

“You mean you never undid any of your girlfriend’s shirt …” again I stuck my foot in my mouth as it dawned on me that Richard had never brought home or ever said anything about a girlfriend.

 

“No mom, I never have … girls scare me …” he replied quietly almost in tears.

 

“… Sorry, I knew that – guess I’m still shaken as well.” I replied feebly. “I still need your help, please.” (He nods ok) “First things first, you better shut the door … (he does).” Now, come stand in front of me … Richard – this will be difficult for both of us so we both have to grin and bare it …”

I said in all earnestness and we both broke out laughing.

 

“Ok my boy, we’ll slip one arm out first, you stretch the sweater sleeve wide and I’ll slip my arm out…” we managed that and repeated the process for the next arm with a little more difficulty. “Now lift the sweater from the bottom up over my head …” which we again managed, as my head came free all I could see was my son’s eyes feasting on my bra-clad chest with the most amazed stunned look on his face. I couldn’t resist my son’s innocence. “Richard, you’ll get to see all of them in a moment as soon as you remove mommy’s bra!” He snapped back to the present with a glorious blush sweeping his handsome face. “Stand behind me and unhook the bra then come around the front of me and slip it off…ok” I felt his hands trembling as he struggled to undo the clasp and he was breathing rather quickly as he returned to the front of me where with shaking hands he slipped the bra free from my chest. “There, that wasn’t so bad, was it son …” again his eyes were fixed to my boobies; his youth, innocence and this moment behind a closed door accompanied by my helplessness served to excite my nipples which grew erect before his gaze which now alternated from my excited breasts to my eyes in an untold race of disbelief.

 

I let him stare! With a mischievous smile on my face I interrupted his thoughts with a pressing matter that I needed to pee. “Richard – you can see me all you want, but mommy really needs her skirt and panties off cause I need to go to the bathroom – ok.”

 

“Sorry mom, I was … overcome … by the moment …” he quickly but shyly said.

 

“Undo the button on the side of my skirt and unzip the zipper, it will fall to the floor then please pull down my panties …” (he did as he was told and keeping his eyes averted from my groin) I stepped quickly out of the pooled-on-floor clothing and hurried to my bathroom, where I called to my son “Richard, don’t go anywhere, I still need help … ”

 

I was sitting doing my thing wondering how I was going to get my innocent son to … well wipe me and then wash my old beaver. “Richard, come in here please (he peeked around the doorway) … you can come in. I need your help to … well wipe myself … down below …” I began, now fumbling for words.

 

He visibly backed up … “I’ll go get Monica …”

 

“Richard – son, its not hard, I really need your help …” I begged.

 

“Take a small amount of toilet paper, bunch it together and wipe my vagina from front to back – ok,” I instructed him. He stood still staring at me then slowly did as he was told with his eyes averted as I lifted up off the toilet with my knees apart for easy assess for him.

 

Like a blind man, my son attempted to maintain modesty but could not get close to between my legs and as he took hold of my lower leg attempting to run up the inside of my leg, I came somewhat agitated. “Richard! Son you have to look … your doing ok but I can’t hold this position for long.

 

I saw his innocence slipping away as he now (on his knees before me) starred directly at my beaver as he slipped his hand up between my legs lightly wiping the outer hair. “A little harder please…” I could not resist as the moment was becoming erotic.  “Now run some hot water and soak a face cloth, add some soap and wash me all over down below … make sure you get between the folds…”

 

“Mom … I can’t … what would dad say …” he hemmed-and-hawed.

 

“Son, I can not use my hands, your sister is asleep … as a grown woman I’m quite willing to be totally naked and exposed before you … I don’t think your father would be to upset…!” I painted the picture for him and could not resist a tag on of, “it will be a good education for you …”

 

He started the water running as I sat down on the toilet again; his eyes now flickering to my body constantly; when he had the face cloth all ready, I had him kneel beside me and opened my somewhat trembling legs wide for his clumsy attention making him feel and open my now tingling pussy lips and make several good passes then dry his mother’s pussy.

 

I thanked him as he stood up before me. I could not help but notice his penis was aroused by his mother, “There, you survived and by the look of it (glancing to his swollen groin) your mother still has the ability to excite a young man, which I will take as a very high compliment!”

 

My embarrassed son assisted me to bed, folding the sheets down and I could not resist the temptation to excite him more by giving him a wonderful spread of my legs placing my now somewhat swollen beaver on display for his pleasure as I eased slowly into bed and knew I had succeeded as he lingered placing the blankets over me as he gave me several pain-killers with a glass of water. “Sweet dreams son, thank you for the compliment (again glancing at his very swollen penis) and helping a helpless old woman… and if you’d lean down I’ll give you a kiss as a reward …” he blushed but leaned down for my soft sensual kiss to his cheek that was pretty close to the edge of his mouth.

 

He stumbled to the door slowly opening it and looking back replied somewhat hoarsely, “I’ll leave it open … in case you need help mom…” and slipped awkwardly away to his room.

 

I know someone beside me was going to have some trouble going to sleep (smiling to myself ruefully) I’d just thought why I fallen down the stairs, I’d been sniffing and attempting to taste his shorts, he’d definitely left a healthy cum load … probably had masturbated into them … slipping painlessly into a drugged sleep. 

 

I awoke suddenly with an urgent need to use the bathroom. As my senses came more awake I felt I was being watched and sure enough my son was peeking through the half-closed door. I smiled a little wickedly while I indicated with my head to come here.

 

He slipped through the door, “Good morning mom, how do you feel?” with a radiant smile and cheerful voice. “You’ve slept late …”

 

My head did a fast glance to the bedside alarm that showed 9:35 AM.

 

“Monica’s already gone to school and I phoned the office telling them I won’t be in for several days … thought you might want someone home with you …” he stated quite frankly.

 

I smiled and stretched slightly, “Good idea …”

“Well Richard (winking at him somewhat lewdly while I wiggled a shoulder seductively) … ready for round 2 … the bathroom is calling your mother.”

 

My son eagerly and willingly slipped the covers back and was feasting on the view. So I slowly again opened my legs now enjoying his youthful attention while saying, “A full day of special nursing … I’m depending on you … ready?” (He nodded) and assisted me to the bathroom with my naked aroused boob sitting on his arm. “I’m feeling a little woozy, must be the pain-killers last night …”

 

I sat on the toilet, winked at him and waited, my bladder bursting and I couldn’t go. I was getting restless. I looked up into my son’s eyes as he stood in the doorway. “Umm…I’ll wait in your room, …” he said.

 

“Please don’t, I still feel woozy … all my bodily functions want to work but nothing is happening …”

I said and smiled again. Time passed and nothing was happening, oh god I needed to pee and I also needed to go otherwise. “I may need some real nursing care son, …” I hinted, this time I blushed.

 

“Well, I’m not a real nurse but if you tell me what to do, I’ll try to do my best … if you want …”

he stammered with determination.

 

“Richard – umppff, ahhhh … I need your help … massage my stomach and well … between my legs to help me relax …” I stammered hesitantly. “This – we won’t tell anyone about, especially your father!”

 

My young teenage son shot forward like he came out of a cannon dropping to his knees before me and with much eagerness attempted to rub my belly. “Lower son – just above … well above my hair…”

His gentle touch massaged as he shyly began to insert his other hand between my legs (which I allowed to spread rather easily) and took a rather unexpected gasp as his fingers encased my quivering pussy. I closed my eyes, bite my lower lip as his fingers now slipped across my muff (I rather bluntly opened wider) thus allowing his youthful hand to slip between my now slick crack.

 

“I’m I doing it right mom?” a barely audible whisper broke through my now hazy erotic state.

 

“Umm humm … just like that …” I almost moaned.

 

I was AROUSED! My own son was heating his mothers kettle very nicely … “Ummmm ohhh …” as I felt his upper hand creeping down (without his realizing it) to stimulate mommy’s clit (well, at least the top of it) and it happened, I realized a slow steady steam of burning hot pee, coating my son’s hand as he continued to administer his now increased rate of movement along my slit. Seconds later in mist of my pee I began to cum ever so gently “Ohhhhhhhhh UHHHhhh ummmm  ummmm, ohh such a good boy!” and he never stopped his hands but his breathing certainly was affected.

 

Three increasing orgasms followed in quick secession and I knew I was slipping into a state of dangerous territory utterly helpless as my young virgin son encouragingly nursed me into untold bliss.

I needed a quick release … “Ummm oh sweetie, slip your fingers back and play with mommy’s bum” I whispered hotly (I love my ass played with). His eagerness and my dripping pussy created a sudden entry of his finger into my eager butt hole. My sudden harsh intake of breath and his rather deep penetration caused my asshole to slam shut on his finger and a cascade of sweeping orgasms left me panting for more as a whined to him “Ummmm (I growled with heightened huskiness) … make mommy cum … make me beg … you want mommy excited don’t you … you want mommy bad … you want mommy to make you a man today … DON’T YOU!” I screamed as he relentlessly worked my ass with his finger and his upper hand had now slipped onto my now engorged and badly swollen clit.

 

Between ragged gasping breaths I begged my son to get me to bed, my ass reluctantly let his finger slip out we got to the bed where I struggled to get into the middle of the bed, my sluttish legs spread wide and with thrusting hips I encouraged my son to slip his head between my thighs. “That’s my young lover … lick mommy’s pussy with your tongue … make me worse … show mommy how bad you want me to make you a man!” His inexperienced tongue slide up and down my weeping gash, he was feasting on my sweet nectar and did not need much direction as he eager mouth munched hungrily on my exposed swollen clit (like father, like son) and to my utter amazement his hand was thrusting under my ass which I eagerly lifted and squealed with delight as he roughly jammed in his finger again feverishly finger-fucking my ass hole. He was a fast learner! His mouth and tongue now serviced me from clit to ass as I tossed and turned humping uncontrolled.

 

“That’s it sweetie … you got it … Make MOMMY your SLUTTTT, your horny plaything ever second of the day … make mommy do everything you always dreamed of - CONTROL ME ”

I hissed and panted screaming with orgasmic pleasure.

 

As he brutally two-finger fucked my ass in and out, he began dry humping my leg like a dog in heat pushing me over that ever so fine line into rampant incest that I hungered for so badly. I (after repeated begging) finally got him to stop long enough to undress.

 

My eyes bulged out of their sockets, my mouth drooled … I shuddered with an explosive CUM screaming unintelligent words just from seeing my virgin son standing beside my matrimonial bed.

His cock was gigantic – OMG he was over a foot long and as thick as a small plastic pop bottle and he was very ready for his mommy.

 

“Oh child … mount your SLUT, control me … jam your horse cock into my tight cunt …” I breathed was unbridled desire. He wasted no time getting between my now well spread legs, his horse cock swollen and purplish doing flips in eagerness to impale his mother. I was gushing cunt juice like never before – I wanted his horse cock!

 

He guided his swollen gigantic member to my badly swollen pussy … feeling the head slip into me and my tightness holding him at bay (I had two children – by a bikini c-section) as I pumped upwards he drove down into me forcing me, his mother apart further to bury half of this magnificent cock as he roughly and excitedly thrust hammering at my cunt, with ever nerve ending afire I lay helplessly beneath him trying to relax as I surrendered to his now blazing incest that demanded satisfaction as he brutally assaulted my creaming cunt. Then – magically he was buried to the hilt.

 
I lay there begging, me a grown sensible woman; “please … please … FUCK YOUR MOTHER …”  as my teenage horse-cocked son began to punish his SLUT … I lost count of how many times I coated his vibrant swollen mother-fucking horse-cock with CUM ... when I suddenly “felt it deep in my vagina a strange tight spasmodic pain spreading my uterus apart and hearing his muffled voice against my neck huffing and puffing “…can’t hold out much longer…” I knew he was seconds from blowing his load into my unprotected uterus! I smiled happily as I locked my legs about his bucking hips holding my son in place as he released his pent up boiling incest sperm in hot splash after splash globs into me, his mother! I knew right then the little bugger had just made me pregnant  and I couldn’t get enough of him. “That’s a good boy … make mommy pregnant with your baby … UUUmmm you have me good … go to it … FUCK YOUR MOTHER …” 
 

I hope I wrote it good for you Barb.

If you like Barbara’s story, email me opbone11@yahoo.ca if you want part 2…

CAUGHT BY MY WIFE

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 Caught by my wife.

 She just unexpectedly appeared.

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 I'd not had the slightest thought of what I'm about to tell here. The wife had gone on a shopping trip and me and our dog were at home lazing around as dogs and husbands do. The day was hot and sultery,Zach just lay as I lounged in the chair with just shorts and sweat shirt. I'd given him a cool bowl of water,which he'd lapped at while his tail wagged slowly when I'd put it in front of him. I then sat with an equally cool drink which I sipped at as I felt fit to. Idly,I mused how the hell any woman would want to swan around shops having a retail fix on a day like thi

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 'Mad Zach,they're all mad you know' As if he understood,on wagging his tail again he lazily stood,turned in a circle as though to lay back down,thought better of it and came over to where I slouched. 'We're not that daft,you and me' I fondled behind his ear, 'No we just lie around enjoying doing nothing' My ass hanging over the edge of the seat and with legs spread apart,Zach knuzzled his head between my legs enjoying the attention I was giving him.

 His tongue licked at my hand and at the skin between my shorts and my sweat shirt. I smoothed him some more and like all dogs he clambered up across my hips. 'No Zach,you're to heavy and its too hot to muck about,good dog,just go and lay down again' Of course,he took no notice whatsoever and pressing his huge head down on my stomach,he looked me in the eyes as his tail gently flipped from side to side. He then moved his chest up my body some,making his tail flip at my naked thighs and calves. 'Oh,just a bit more smoothing then,down you'll have to go'

 Smooth him I did,then as he slightly moved even more up my body. I had an unmistakable sensation. A very hard pointed sensation that is,hit me right on my sphincter. Yeah,the thin material of my shorts was between,but there was no mistaking a bone hard dog cock when pressed against your body. The fucker was getting horny. Trouble was,with no boxers,just shorts on it almost felt as though he was against my skin and the point pressing at my ring was extremely exciting.

 I stayed like this for a while,he wasn't dry fucking or nothing,it was just the position he stood at had brought the thin hard bone out about 4" and it happened to hit my asshole. 'Get down you horny bastard,you need her not me' I realised what my mind had just said and started to wonder if he'd ever pressed against my wife's pussy in this manner. She'd never hinted that he had. All at the same time being alone I had the thought, "What his cock would feel like up there"

 Guiltily I moved slightly more down the seat to make sure my bum was well clear and still smoothing his head I reached between our bodies and pulled the crotch of my shorts to one side,you know just to feel what his dick would feel like against my naked skin. I took the opportunity to feel what sort of cock was down there. It was just the thin very hard part that always shows when a dog starts getting randy,about three quarters thick and as hard as iron with a point.

 Looking at me as though he knew what I was thinking,I again wondered if he'd had this sort of thing done by my wife. As soon as he felt his dick against my flesh he shifted about a bit and thrust at my limp cock and scrotum. I could feel the slipperyness and heat in his cock and the thrusting was pushing my cock and slack ball sack all over the place. By now I could feel he'd got my cock and balls slopping around his cock and he must have felt he was getting near to pussy by the dumb look on his face.

 He had total concentration on what his cock was feeling. I was getting horny myself and this made me harden up which spoilt the moment. I had to try more. Pushing at his belly above his knob, 'Wait,let me help you' I pushed him back enough to let his cock slip down to where my asshole was. Pulling the shorts away from one side of my ass cheek, he prodded and the effect on my sphincters ring was amazing. Each prod missed my hole but only just and the feeling on my ring had precum trickling from my cocks head by now.

 His constant prodding had me going now,I had to try it in me. 'Wait,let me up a minute' he didn't want too but I pushed him off and quickly removed my shorts. 'Come on,try me now' He climbed back on my belly and soon started prodding at my ring again,this feeling was such that I wanted it to last for ages but after about another six jabs I felt the heat go in me. Only a small amount,about three inches it felt like. My sphincter was okay with this and I wondered how much I was about to get up me.

 I was surprised it didn't hurt or anything,in fact it just felt hot. I now felt the knot press against my butt and putting my hand down to feel,I was happy that this part was acting like a stop and I was only going to get cock not knot. Feeling between us and in front of his knot,I could feel the thickness had started to get bigger. It was now about an inch and a half thick. To this feeling I had done,touching his cock,he responded by thrusting at my asshole. Then as I lay back enjoying the hot sensation of getting fucked up the ass,I had the feeling of my sphincter being stretched. I quickly felt. Okay,the knot was still outside,but now his cock had grown to at least two to three inches thick. Fuck! my sphincter was now feeling stretched to its limit. Boy was that a lot of cock. Not only was it thick,but it was a lot farther in my rectum. It had gradually pushed up my bowel and I could feel I must have had eight or nine inches up there.

 I had my eyes shut enjoying this wonderful new sensation,then in an instant he hit a nerve in my rectum that sent me into the most vital orgasm I had ever experienced. Shot after nerve shattering shot of cum shot from my soft cock,it stuck between his heaving hairy chest and my soft belly. Each further ram of his cock into me made me squeal for him to stop,having had my orgasm I was spent and the sensations he was pumping through my body made me want to plead for mercy.

 Shocked!!! "He wont stop till he's cum now" FUCKING HELL! As my eyes shot open,my wife stood watching us fucking. All at the same moment I felt the first burst of dog cum hit my insides. It was scolding hot compared to man cum and the exquisite sensations of being fucked beyond my orgasm was almost sending me mad. Another thrust and burst of cum shot up me,then several more. Zach stopped pumping his super cock up me and with tongue lolloping out of one side of his mouth,he turned across my knee and his enormous cock plopped out of my body.

 I saw just what a large cock I had had up me,fuck! No wonder my sphincter had felt on the limit. "God! That's the most erotic view I could ever expect to see. His fucking great cock dangling with his spunk dripping from your asshole. What a fucking he gave you,I want more of the same" I looked at my wife,she looked at me. "I suppose you're not ready to watch him have me at the moment" I couldn't believe my ears,she had had him and was prepared not only to admit it but show me her doing it.

 'He'll need a rest I expect and as you can see,he's licking it ready for another go' Having taken time to lick himself he took a long cool drink then wagged his tail as my wife now knickerless,knelt and patting her ass cheeks. "Come on Zach,lick mummy like you do,show daddy what you give his wife in the afternoon each day" By the time Zach had got under and at her pussy,my wife had love juice trickling from her pussy. "I love this part,you listen to his mouth as he sucks at my juices" She was horny alright,no sooner had he started sucking at her and she was into an orgasm. Before she had come out of it Zach was up and in her. He was fucking her harder than he had me only an hour earlier.

 I knew how hard he gripped my waist to fuck me but it was nothing compared to how tight he was gripping my wife. Then I realised the difference as I saw his knot disappear up her quim. "Fuck! He really got me now,he's knotting with me" I watched as my wife's pussy bulged from the size of his knot. "Fuck! You wouldn't believe the feeling that knot gives a woman" She now just went into orbit,fucking and swearing how much he needed to fuck her until he started shooting spunk up her. "More Zach,More I want more spunk,come on baby,fill me up,let daddy see how much mummy makes you cum up her"

 This talk was all new to me,but I was enjoying it,as did I enjoy watching him turn ass to ass with her and watch as he tried to pull her across the room trying to separate his knot from my wife's swollen pussy. "Wait you dumb dog,you're still to big for my cunt you hound and stop shooting spunk in me or you'll never go soft. He's still shooting up me!" That was a quarter of an hour he was pumping puppy juice up her. When they eventually separated I got her to sit back with her quim open and let me watch all his spunk draining from her body. Cheeky cow,she said I was a dirty bastard for that. She also admitted she'd only ever had him up her cunt. But the cock up my ass looked worth a try.

 Bye.

    

A Son's Touch (part 2)

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A Son’s Touch (Part 2)
 

We lay panting in my matrimonial bed; the sheets saturated in sweat and my teenage son’s first vaginal cum still oozing from my sluttish beaver with his gigantic horse cock still buried. I had never felt so satisfied from any sexual escapade. I smiled, snuggling my legs firmer about his young waist ensuring he stayed deeply buried, wishing I could hold him in my arms.

 

“OOOOOhhh – Mom, geez that was incredible …” he exhaled in rapid bre

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“MMMmmm child, do you still love your mother?” I hotly whispered into his ear.

 

“Oh definitely – I LOVE YOU Mom … I’ve always loved you … more than you could possibly know!” he lifted slightly off of my chest to look me right in the eye as he almost silent mouthed the words.

 

As he slowly settled his weight back onto me, a tear of extreme pleasure rolled down my cheek as I felt his monster cock stir once again in my womb. His words touched deeply in my soul as he began to thrust ever so slowly into my incredible slick very tight cunt. His father generally worked me over quite feverishly with his 7 ½ -inch cock ever week he was home but as always I never quite felt the magic.

 

“MMMmmmm – ohhhhhh Mom, your so tight … are all girls this tight?” he kind of mumbled almost a growl between increasingly harder thrusts that made the old matrimonial head board thump against the wall.

 
“Ugg … Uggg … uugg…” I gasped at each of his increasingly powerful thrust, “Mommy … eeeugg … is tight …. Uffff … cause I … (my breathing getting ragged) … had c-sections … UMMM … FUCK … OH GOD … Ummmggg … Ohh, Oohh … geez child (I spread my thighs apart farther as I tightened my legs around his waist tighter and thrust up into him to meet his eager but urgent jabs) … you making sure you   … Ohhhh AAAHhhhhhh … (felt his cock head slip into my traumatized uterus) … your mother … (I began to orgasm splashing my teenage son’s horse cock with creamy cum) … EEEougggg Ohh eeeeeeeee (I screamed into his ear as I thrashed beneath his now furious hammering wishing I could lock my arms around his neck) … pregnant … (his fingers sought out my vulnerable ass madly pulling my ass cheeks apart and inserting 3-fingers into my slippery asshole) … OoHH UGG OHHHH EEEEEiiiouuu oh oh oh … that’s my boy … OOOOOOOOOOOHHHH … FUCK  ME … (I convulsed in multiple orgasms beneath my son as he now manipulated me into his fuck-toy)  UUUmmm you have me good … go to it … FUCK YOUR MOTHER …”
 

“OOOOOHHH uuuuuuuuumm Ggggggggrrr – OHHHH” his sizzling hot cum splashed against the walls of my uterus (one – two – four – seven – nine streams OMG he wants his off-spring in my belly really bad) 

 
“There – there … ssssssshh … seed Mommy good … make your baby in me … you can have me when ever you want … always!” I whispered soothingly to him as his impassioned grunts of lust grew feeble and I could feel his massive horse cock begin to soften, “You have mommy right here … you rest …” while he gave an occasional thrust into my swollen slick cunt, “You made me your slut … sleep inside me …”
 

I started awake! I was alone. I lay there wondering … was it a pain killer induced dream?

 

I think not – my belly hurt deep inside, my pussy was sore and soaking, my ass was laying in a very gooey mess. What time was it – oh god, my daughter could be home! I smiled; it was real! My son just FUCKED his mother, the slut – really well!

“Are you ok mom?” my teenage lover-son whispered into my ear, “Did I hurt you?”
 

My eyes flipped open as he sat beside me on the bed, “I’m FANTASTIC son and you can hurt me or do what ever you like to me anytime you want …” as his hand slowly encased my bare breast in youthful exploration.

 
“Gee, their really magnificent!” as he gentle cupped my booby and pinched my nipple. “How big are … (he searched for a discreet word) … your breasts?”
 

“38 C – son, do you really like them … would you like to suck your Slut’s tits…” I asked in a seductive tone.

 

“I would love to … will you teach me everything I should know … to please you?” he replied in exasperation or anticipation.

 

“I will, I will … but first take your slut to the bathroom …” I replied enthusiastically yet begging.

 

“Ok – do I get to play while you go …” he asked shyly in barely an audible voice.

 

“Son, I’m yours – you can do anything you want to …” I repeated in my best seductive voice.

 

As I sat on the toilet my thighs widened automatically so my young lover could play; his hand worked its way easily into place cupping my cunt, his thumb brushing my tingling clit. “Mom – you can go when you want to …” he whispered as he knelt beside me.

 

“Do you like it when Mommy goes pee …” I asked looking at him.

 

“Yeah – I like everything … I love the taste of you mom, ever since I been a little guy …” he shyly stated with a blushing leer.

 

“Richard, you just tasted mommy just this morning – bare hours ago …” I replied somewhat shocked.

 

“No, I’ve tasted you a few times mom – I really have …” he blushed deeply as he spoke somewhat enthusiastically. He guided his finger into my seeping gash as my urine flow splashed across his cupped hand and he began to finger-fuck his mother (god he makes me into a sex crazed bitch). I let him work my sore cunt, thinking how I could question him to learn more.

 

“Does mommy’s lover want to take her back to bed and play with his slut …” I batted my eyelashes as I cooed out the words. (He nodded enthusiastically)

 

He guided me back to bed without wiping my beaver all the while he fingered me continuously, gently sat me down on the bed and leaned me back placing a pillow behind me. I knew my son was about to eat me to his hearts content. He knelt on the floor before his spread mother and began to feast.

 

 “Ummm ohhhh son, my lover … do you like mommy’s unclean cunt … ummmmm ahhhhh…” I breathed feeling the surrender of my horny lust fall away with each loving lick he did to me. “Sweet child … ummmm … tell mommy all the times … ohhhh, everyone of them that you tasted mommy … pleaseeeeee … tell mommy … mommy wants to become incredibly hot for you … I need to know to teach you …” I whined passionately between the sensual ohhhs and ahhhs trembling from my loins.

  

As he sucked my swollen (and tender) pussy lips and feasted on my engorged (again tender) clit

and in-between several intense orgasms he told me the following. As a child I’d allow him to play hide and seek while I lay in bed (often in skimpy erotic clothes or nothing) he especially liked it when I had just been ridden hard by his father or how he crept in to our room during the night (or while we’d been occupied) to smell and taste my panties. How he often dreamt of me and most exciting was how he had stolen my panties on his fathers last visit home (apparently creamy with cum) and for the first time lay face down on his bed pretending to ride me as he smelt my panties, the result was his first masturbation (I guess) that I had been sniffing and trying to taste when I fell down the stairs.

 

That was enough; I was wildly stimulated (the little bugger could eat pussy much better than my husband) I needed his horse cock in me again. “Ohhh – Sweet child, climb on mommy … fuck your slut … rape your mother (I noticed he’d get rather excited with that word, his breathing caught in his throat) … RAPE me, put your baby in mommy …” I begged like a slut in a growling sensual voice.

 

Oh wow – he rather lunged onto me as I tried desperately to wiggle my ass back further onto the bed managing in my awkward state one leg partially dangling over the bed while the other savagely forced wider as my son pushed himself between my thighs.

 

“Ummmm mom – I want you so bad, the way you talk …” and with some brute force, worked his swollen almost purple horse cock against my well glistening fuck-hole.

 
Oh Jesus he speared me good with at least half that magnificent horse cock, “Ohhh God … That’s mommy’s lover … RAPE YOUR MOTHER … FUCK ME GOOD … use me … ohhhhhhh ugggg …

(he’d forcefully sank the rest into me – my belly hurt deep inside) … FUCK me son, fuck mommy good (I knew I had him … his 3rd vagina fuck and he was insatiable, almost savage) … Ohhh YES do your slut … take me … (I was slipping over the edge again, helpless without my arms, at his mercy) … Show mommy how bad you want to … OUUUUUeeeeeeeIIIII ouccchh ouccchhh  me …” (his monster cock again pushed itself roughly into my uterus with one knee bent foot flat on the bed he jack-hammered into me with more force than ever, I was being bounced on my own bed) “Rape me … oh Rape me please … force you seed into your mother … ouccchh ouccchhh (his cock was well within my uterus and I wanted his seed … orgasms swept me in blinding flashes of light, my son was an animal on me as he hungered for his own release)

 

“Take my baby mom … ” was all he said jamming deeper into my sloppy cunt. Then I felt it – his hot jism whitewashing my uterus walls as he kept pumping his seed, my belly swelled up – it now squirted out and around back past our entwined sex organs squishing out and down the crack of my ass with each of his pulsating thrusts.

 

Needless to say the afterglow and aroma of sex permeated the bedroom as his lay on my belly. It time he whispered, “Mom – What will dad say … especially if I made you … well have my baby …?”

 
“UMMMMmmm – I desperately want your baby in my belly and you did plant it good in me! As for dad – he’ll think it is his and neither, you or I will tell him different - OK!” I spoke in a dreamy state. “You will always do what you want to me – I’m yours … we’ll work it all out…”
 

“Mom, how long before we know if you are pregnant? And what should we do – about daily things?” he persisted.

 

“For sure in 6-weeks but I can try one of those early readers at 4-weeks and we will do what we want every day – what do you want son?” my heart in my throat, afraid he’d reject our situation.

 

“I want to … well you know … and learn how to please you … ” he mumbled into my belly button.

 

“Richard! What exactly do you want to do with mommy – tell me …?” I begged firmly.

 
He delayed answering for long minutes, “I want to do what were doing … I really get excited when you mention that R-word – something happens deep inside me … (his voice rose) and I want my baby in you and then another or so…”
 
“You like to RAPE your mother … mmmmmmm, I am definitely going to teach you how to (my words diminished to silence) … but first my son, my magnificent lover … better get me all cleaned up before my daughter gets home…”
 

As I stood in my bathroom awaiting the hot soothing bath that was running, I wondered if I could control my innocent son’s hungry need to rape me but most I was enjoying his attention kneeling between my spread legs as he sucked on my swollen (hell by the feel of it must be 2-inches and as thick as my baby finger) … ohhhh god, this little bugger can sure eat a battered pussy well!

 

From deeper in the house came the rough closing of the front door, “Damn … Monica’s home early!”

 

“I’m naked mom – the bed is messed – she’ll tell dad – ohh jeeeez mom, I want you so bad!” my innocent lover said it all in the time it takes to take a breath.

 

“Get me into the tub and throw on just your pants then hurry back in here and begin washing my back ...” I snapped.

 

He quickly got back into the bathroom kneeling beside the tub began to wash my back just as a voice called from the bedroom, “Mom, you here …?” called my daughter.

 

“In here Monica – your just in time to save me from the clumsy attempts of your brother …” I called cheerfully.

 

Monica peeked around the corner of the door jam and began laughing hysterically, “Ritchie … I think your suppose to look … your missing mom’s back … I’ll do it!” boldly walking in taking the face cloth from my shy lover who had his head lowered into his free arm to hide his eyes (supposedly from my nakedness).

 

“I’m sorry mom, I tried …” and slipped quietly from the bathroom.

 

Monica took over, doing a very good job (she’d make a great nurse) of scrubbing me all over, spending long agonizing seconds lifting my boobs as she paid close attention to my erect nipples. Her touch lightened as she washed my belly then very sullenly lifted one leg scrubbing it good then placing it in a bent knee position as she did the same to the other. Her attention to my breasts and now to my battered used twat with its engorged clit drew her gentlest touch as smiled; my breathing quickened with deep catches of rapid intake of air as she brushed my clit. She leaned close to my ear, “Does that feel good mom” she whispered. (All I could do was nod my head in the affirmative.) I could not believe my ears or the intense feeling of sensual pleasure that Monica was causing in me, I couldn’t help but think to my self that I was one horny slut; I took my teenage son’s cherry and now literally letting my barely teenaged daughter please me. Her fingers and hand played with my cunt like a pro lesbian. Again she leaned in to my ear as I was just entering a tingling orgasm, “So – was Ritchie any good, can he please a woman or do you need my help too …” OMG –  my eyes flicked open looking at my daughter just as an orgasmic wave struck me as she inserted her middle finger in my cunt.

 
If you liked Barbara’s story … email me at opbone11@yahoo.ca for part 3

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Tanya's Discoveries

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Tanya slammed the front door behind her and dropped her books on the table in the kitchen. Her mom was working late, as usual and then would probably be out late with her new boyfriend, Jack. She wondered what she could find to occupy herself yet again this typical friday evening. Her thoughts turned immediately to her girlfriend Jennifer. Well, she wasn't officially Tanya's girlfriend, but they had recently discovered each other.

Tanya  sighed, a smile touching her lips as she recalled the way Jennifer's tiny tits pressed against her own full breasts when they pulled each other into a passionate embrace. She loved the way that felt! She felt her crotch warm and moisture form between her pussy lips as she thought about how she and Jennifer had made out by the pool last wee

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kend. Soon their suits had been pulled hastily aside as they had groped and rubbed against each others hot bodies; kissing, licking exploring. The thought of how good Jennifers juices had tasted against her lips and tongue made Tanya groan, and she reached down under her skirt and slid her fingers against her dripping pussy. It was slippery and hot. She grazed her swollen clit lightly with her fingertips, "God that feels good!" She thought. Then she raised her fingers to her lips and licked her own creamy juices. She wanted to fuck!

Tanya hurried upstairs into her room, "Since Jennifer is visiting her Dad this weekend, I guess I'll have to make do own my own, huh Rocky?" She patted her dog on the head flopping down next to him on her bed. Rocky was a huge, mix breed dog that Tanya had found wandering around the neighborhood about a year ago. It was obvious that he had some breed of working dog in him, maybe a bulldog or mastiff. She wasn't sure but it didn't matter. She thought he was wonderful. After a good bath and lots of love and affection, Rocky had become completly devoted to his mistress, and also very protective. He would growl at anyone whom he percieved as a threat. but with Tanya, he was a big teddy bear.

He watched with adoring eyes as Tanya stripped her blouse and bra baring her large, full breasts. As the coolness of the air touched her, her pink nipples hardened. Closing her eyes she cupped both tits, squeezing them, imagining Jennifer touching her body. Then she began to run her hands all over her body. It felt good to rub herself like that. She moaned low in her throat. Rocky's ears pricked up ar the sound but her eyes were closed and she didn't see it. She was feeling hot, her whole body flushed.

She struggled out of her skirt first, then cotton panties. Rocky leaned in to sniff her hand. Catching the scent of her pussy juice he curiously licked her fingers.

"Tastes good, huh?" Tanya laughed. "Jennifer thought so too." Rocky thumped his heavy tail against the bed and gave her a doggy grin. She dipped her hand against her dripping cunt again and sighed with pleasure. How she wished Jenn were here now!

Rocky inched closer to her and licked her thigh. Tanya jumped, opening her eyes. "hey you," she grinned. Then she offered her fingers to him to lick again which he did with relish. When she returned her hand to that hot, moist place and rubbed again he began to lick her thigh once more. Tanya was feeling so good that she didn't bother stopping him this time. She began to moan in pleasure. Rocky came closer, licking lower against her thigh, concern in his eyes at the noises his mistress was making. He hit a certain spot on the inside of her thigh which caused Tanya's leg to jump, and she opened her eyes, startled. His licking felt good.

"Too bad you're not Jennifer...." She opened her thighs a little more. Rocky suddenly could smell her pussy juices strongly. He stopped liking and sniffed towards her wet pussy. She froze. What should she do? She lay still, her mind suddenly torn. The idea of Rocky licking her pussy leaped to mind.

"That would be gross." She thought, but somehow she felt a little excited at the thought. Rocky sniffed closer, drawing her mind back to the present. She could feel his warm breath puffing against the lips of her cunt. she slid her fingers out and offered them. He licked the juices, tail thumping. She withdrew her hand.

Her went immediatly back to sniffing her pussy. She opened her legs a little wider, causing the lips of her twat to part slightly. The smell was stronger now, the juices shining on her folds of skin. Rocky's tongue flicked out and tasted her.

"Ohh!" Tanya gasped, as he drew his long tongue quickly across her pussy, just grazing her clit. Rocky liked the taste and before she could gather her wits, he licked her again, and again. It felt so good that all thoughts of stopping him flew out of Tanya's head. She drew her legs back a little exposing more of her clit. His silky tongue slithered across her dripping pussy causing her juice to begin to flow freely.

"Oh God, yes. Ohhhh lick my pussy!" She hissed at Rocky, watching as her dog ravished her hot, tight body. Her clit was throbbing and her body screamed in the need for release. She reached down with one hand and pulled the lips of her pussy farther apart, totally exposing her clit and cunt hole. Rocky delved deeper at once. His long tongue drove into her hole, and then dragged up again to torture her clit.

"Ohhhhh! that's it. oh ggod ...." Tanya gripped the bedspread with her free hand, threw her head back into the mattress, arching her back." Tears of pleaseure began to course out of her eyes. Her body exploded in a shower of lights behind her eyelids. "I'm coming! " she squealed, pumping her hips, grinding against Rocky's tongue. Rocky didn't stop licking even after her orgasm. She tasted good, he never thought of stopping.

"ohhh," she moaned. her breaths ragged. She squeezed her breasts. "you are so good to mommy!" she closed her eyes and relished his tongue lapping at her clit and hole. Her body was on fire! "You're such a GOOD boy!" Rocky paused at the praise and looked up happily at his mistress. Thump! went his tail against the bed.

"Oh, Rocky don't stop yet..." Tanya pleaded. She patted her pussy, then pulled her lips apart again. "Come on. Lick momma's pussy for her." Rocky leaned down and again drew his tongue across her hot, juicy pussy.

"Yessss!" Tanya smiled. "Good boy....lick me." She lifted her hips into his face. "lick me 'til I cum hard!" Rocky licked and licked drinking up the juice that flowed out of her. Tanya could feel her orgasm building quickly. She pumped her hips and moaned, thrashing her head about. "Ohhhh Rocky! fuck yeah. Oh come on baby! good boy, lick me....lick me....like that....yea, yea....awwwww YES!!!! FUCK YES!"

She exploded, juice gushing from her pussy as she rocked and moaned on the bed. Holding Rocky's head between her thighs with her hands. His snout buried in her cunt, tongue still lodged deep inside her hole. Suddenly with a sigh she released him and fell back onto the mattress, breasts heaving, sweat covering her face from the intense orgasms Rocky had just given her. She looked at the big dog resting her head against her thigh happily.

"This is going to be a great weekend!" she thought wickedly.

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Please stop…..

I can’t take that much at once!

Please! Stop!

Mom I’m begging!



Jake was sitting in his room alone after school.

The dogs are quiet and he’s lying on his bed zoned out.

He starts to look around his room, as he turns his head he sees the poster on his wall.

He slowly slips his hand into his pants, massaging his taint and rubbing his cock while it slowly becomes erect.

As he

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Just after we married we had a medium sized dog. He and my wife unknown to me had struck up a relationship I up until then had never thought of. She was letting him lick her cunt. This particular day - I can't recall how it came about now - but I found them doing it. The excitement I felt was stupendous. I

Gothic Trick or Treat

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Gothic Trick or Treat (Part One) Threesome MFF

 

 

Summary- Two 18 year old Goth girls, decide to go Trick or Treating after a Halloween Party and call upon their former history teacher, and fulfil there school girl fantasies. Story includes girl on girl and light S&M/Spanking.

 

 

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David lay in bed, reading, as always, before going to sleep. It was funny, but unless he read, even for a little while, he could never get off to sle

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ep. Of course, he avoided anything too stimulating or heavy, just something interesting or, occasionally when the mood took him, the odd erotic story, although, he didn’t do that quite so much in his thirties. But hey you couldn’t beat a good wank to relieve stress and release the tension in your muscles. Mind, he’d prefer something better. He’d been single for far too long, getting on for five years now. Yes there’d been flings, but nothing permanent. It didn’t help that he was far too shy and awkward to make the flings a regular event. His frustrations were often made worse because of the very oblivious flirting and teasing from his older teen pupils at the school where he had taught for 5 years. This flirting and teasing, and his efforts to ignore it were accompanied by the taunts and rumours that he was in fact gay, mainly from the teen boys, but rarely from the girls. Not that he was bothered about that, what bothered him was the way, if he let himself, his mind would dwell on some of the sluttier of the girls in there short come ether skirts . Even in class, occasionally, he could feel the one eyed monster rousing itself. Fortunately, he had always managed to control this, and the one eyed monster had yet to cause him any undue embarrassment.

 

 

Mind, there were moments, especially two years ago, when two girls in particular had pushed the limits as far as he could go, but they had left at the end of that academic year, much to his relief. But he’d not forgotten them, even now; the thought of them was enough to make the beast rise up. He resisted the temptation, and forced his mind back too book he was reading, which was one of a series, a fantasy, but one that didn’t take itself too seriously, and was quite funny in many places, this would be the 14th or 15th he’d read. He glanced at the clock again, hmmm 10:36, he’d allow himself to read until he couldn’t keep his eyes open, tomorrow was Saturday, so no school, no need to be bright eyes and bushy tailed.

 

 

There was a time when on Halloween’s night, he’d have been in a club, dressed as a vampire or something. Mind in his Goth days it would have been hard to tell the difference between normal everyday ware, and fancy dress. This thought made him smile to himself, as he thought about his pupils and their reaction if they knew about his Goth days. He still dressed in black and his house, which was Victorian, still retained a very strong gothic flavour, which is why he bought it. Mind he’d grown out off painting his room black. With a smile at the memory of his younger self, he returned to his book and let himself slide back into it.

 

 

Suddenly the door bell rang; David looked over at the clock, 11:10, “FUCK” he cursed! Who was that at this time of night, it was too late for trick or treaters, sod it, he wasn’t going down to answer it. The bell rang again, he ignored it, and again, he ignored it. However after the sixth or seventh time, he cursed, and threw back the covers and stood naked; stomping over to where his dressing gown lay, he picked it up and moving out of his bedroom he slung it on, pulling it around his body, he tugged and then knotted the belt. This had better be important, or he really would have some politically incorrect language to use when he opened that door too whoever they were. He turned the upper hall light on and stamped loudly down the stairs, as the bell range for the eighth time. As he neared the bottom of the stairs, and was close to the door, he could hear voices, and the sound of giggling, someone was telling someone else to stop giggling, hmmm female, which mellowed is temper, but only a bit.

 

 

As he passed, he turned both the hall light on and the outside porch light on. He reached the door; he could see two vaguely female forms through the frosted and etched pane glass front door.

 

 

He opened the door and was greeted by duet of “Trick or Treat Mr Lake” follow by giggles, giggles that hinted at a little too much drink. Any thought of expressing his anger were swept away by the vision that greeted his eyes. Standing under the porch light, giggling and leaning against each other for support were two girls, one dressed in a sort of school uniform, the other, yes, the gown and pasteboard hat, as the classic school teacher. Both girls were oddly familiar, but for moment, couldn’t place them.

 

 

“Hello Mr Lake, we were passing and saw your light on” said one.
“We’ve been too a party, and I need a pee” announced the other.
“Well emmm I….” was all he could manage, as they both staggered forward.
“Where’s your bathroom Mr Lake?”

 

 

That voice, he knew that voice, “It’s up the stairs, turn left, straight in front of you” he answered, still trying to catch up with the situation, he had two young women, correction two very sexy young women, clearly very tipsy, staggering towards his stairs.

 

 

Clinging to each another, they began to ascend the stairs, one step at a time, allowing David the time to examine them closely. One, he noticed, dressed as teacher, was clutching a bamboo cane in one hand, and was wearing a very long gown, black and shiny; all he could make out was some very high heeled boots. The other, oh my he thought, was in a very short skirt, pleated and flared. He could see that her hair was in pigtails. His eyes moved down, ooohh, fishnet stockings and white ankle sock (where had see them before?) these where finished off by, very high heeled, black shoes.

 

At the top of the stairs they swayed, “which way was it” they chorused together. For brief second David thought they were going to sway backwards and topple back down the stairs.

 

“Left and straight ahead” he replied.

 

“That’s it, left straight and ahead” and they disappeared from view, allowing David time to ponder; who were they…surely not; if they were, well he’d let them use the toilet, and see them out. However, his slowly hardening cock, clearly had other ideas, and he fought to suppress his rising desire.

 

 

He stood and waited, he could hear sounds of talking and giggling, images of what they might be doing flirted across his mind. “Stop it” he told himself, and moved on to ponder why women and girls, no matter when and where, took so long in the bath room. No!! Better not think about it that was moving in the same direction. Better get them out quick he decided firmly.

 

 

At last, he heard the sound of the toilet flushing and the door opening, followed by the sound of whispering and more giggles. Finally they came into view, but this time they were managing to walk unaided. His growing suspicion was correct; it was Julie and Jenny, the two girls that had caused him so much grief the before year last, not to mention countless sleepless nights and hours of fantasies. Between the pair of them they had almost driven him insane with lust and guilt. They walked slowly down the stairs, David eyes were drawn to Jenny, and in particular Jenny’s white blouse, which was tied in a knot, and unbuttoned, and several sizes too small, not to mention thin. She was clearly not wearing a bra, and her nipples, showed clearly through it. David could feel his cock begin to stiffen again and is determination to soften.

 

“Hmmm thank you Mr Lake, I was dying to go” said Jenny; forcing David to tear is eyes away from her nipples, dark and purple and very pointy.
“That’s Ok, ummm would you like a taxi, I can call one, and you shouldn’t be out on the streets like this at this time of night” he told her.

 


“Would you, thanks Mr Lake” replied Jenny, leaping from the last step and throwing herself at David and wrapping her arms around him. She smelt of perfume and some sort of drink, and his arms went around her automatically to support her. She kissed him on the cheek and pressed herself against him for a few seconds, pushing against his hard cock.

 

“Yes, thank you Mr Lake” added Julie, now by Jenny’s side, and she too reached up to kiss David, her gown briefly falling open. This made David look twice; she was wearing some sort of black lacy Basques, and not much else that he could see. He looked up into her eyes and there was a smile and a very knowing look in her eyes.

 

 

He pulled himself away, “right hummm, a taxi, I’ll just ring you one, shouldn’t be too long” he walked though into the lounge, and both girls followed him. As he turned on the light, both girls exclaimed in wonder.
“Wow Mr Lake, what a cool room, I always said you were a Goth, this is amazing” said Julie.

 


“Well thanks, um I not as much as I was once, but still like the gothic look, emmm..” he was now blushing, realising that what he’d just said could be interpreted in a different light.

 


“Wow look at the dragons, there’s hundreds of them” shouted Jenny, and both girls rushed over to admire David’s collection of dragons. David followed, and said “just a moment, I’ll turn the display lights on”.

 

He pushed gently past Jenny and bent down, just as he did, she shifted her position so that he had to brush past her legs, he could smell her perfume and something else…no, he put it from his mind. He turned on the light, and was rewarded by more gasps of wonder and praise. He straightened and watched the two girls admiring his collection of dragons.

 


“There’s so many, God where did you find them?”

 

“Well, I’ve been collecting them since I was about 13, and people still buy them for me” he replied.

 

“I bet you didn’t buy these when you were 13, Mr Lake” said Jenny indicated the group of more erotic dragons and maids, maids in various states of undress, and far from being maids is distress. Again David blushed.
“Can I pick one up, please, pretty please, I’ll be ever so careful Mr Lake” pleaded Jenny?

 

“Yes ok, but be careful they’re fragile” and almost straight away he regretted giving his permission, as he saw Jenny pick the most erotic of the them, one that his last girlfriend had bought him, and was now holding it up.

 

 

“Hmmmmm, I like this one” she said.

 

The maid figure was naked with the dragon around her, but with its tail between her legs, clearly fucking her with its tip.
Julie, who had remained silent to this point, said “hmmm that’s a bit naughty Mr Lake, did your mother buy that when you were 13.”
“No urrr that one was my last girlfriend, a few years ago…urrrr…anyway I ought to phone this taxi” he said, trying to avoid the gazes of both the girls were giving him; wanton was the word that sprang too mind.

 

As he reached the phone Jenny pleaded “please, can we look at them a bit longer, we be good, promise”. He hesitated.

 

“No Jenny; she’s so impulsive sorry, but can I have a drink Mr Lake, and then we’ll be off” intervened Julie, who appeared to have become sober and serious all of a sudden.

 

“Yes of course, urrr yes I just go get it, ummm what would like, a glass of water?”

 

“Whisky” jumped in Jenny.

 

Julie, turned and slapped Jenny on the side of her leg “don’t be cheeky young lady, or I have to punish you again” and then turned to David “can I have a coffee Mr Lake, and Jenny will have some squash” now clearly slipping into role play.

 

He retreated to the refuge of the kitchen, he allowed himself time to cool down, while he prepared the drinks. Right, get a grip of yourself, yes they’re both 18, or near enough, but they were his pupils two years ago. If this got out, things could become uncomfortable. He fixed himself a coffee too, and placed both steaming cups and the glass of squash on a tray, and then braced himself to return to the living room, and his guests.

 

 

When he entered the room, he saw that both girls were seated, Jenny on the sofa, and Julie in one of the arm chairs. David moved to the coffee table, and bent down and placed the tray on the table. He was directly opposite Jenny, and when he looked up, he could clearly see between her open knees.

 

Christ, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, he could clearly see her pussy and a hairless pussy at that. This was way beyond anything his imagination had ever conjured up. He felt is cock rising, he tried shifting a little, but his dressing gown was far too thin to hide is now fully erect cock.

 


Jenny giggled and asked “whats wrongs Mr Lake” looking very pointedly at his crouch, “you look uncomfortable.”

 

David tried to hide his embarrassment and erection by stooping back over the tray, “this is yours Julie, and there’s your squash Jenny.”
Picking up his own coffee, he retreated towards the other arm chair.

 

Behind him both Jenny and Julie said “Thank you Mr Lake.”

 

He sat down, “Its ok, you really don’t need to keep calling me Mr Lake, David is my first name.”

 

 

“That’s very kind of you Mr Lake, but I don’t think it’s appropriate for a pupil to be so informal” replied Julie coolly. Julie’s gown had fallen open, and he could now see more clearly how she was dressed, if dressed was the right word. She was wearing a black satin corset, with lace trimmings and lace bra cups, although these barely contained her ample bosom. He couldn’t quite make it out, but he was sure that her nipples were almost peeking over the top. He could not make out her panties, but she was wearing black shear stockings and knee length black boots, with heels. One hand held her coffee, while the other still gripped the cane, David gaze stayed on the cane for a second. Then he noticed for the first time the satchel type hand bag. Girls always seemed to need to carry so many essentials.

 

David became aware the Julie was talking again, but he had not heard a word she had said. He just caught the end.

 

“Don’t you agree Mr Lake?”

 

“Sorry, emm eeerrr, sorry eeerrrr could you repeat the question” he asked Julie.
He heard Jenny giggle.

 

“I was saying, that rebellious young ladies like little Jenny here, have to be taken under a firm hand.” She cracked the cane against her leg.
“Well errr yes…ummm so you been to a party” he answered trying to change the subject.

 

 

“Oh yes, it’s so cool, down at the Colosseum, every body was dressed up” replied Jenny, playing the excited schoolgirl role. David looked at Jenny, her knees opened wider, spreading her thighs more, which draw the hem of her skirt back.

 

 

“Jenny, I’ve warned you about interrupting adults, once more and I will be forced to punish you” warned Julie and then she turned to David. “Yes we went to the Halloween Party at the Colosseum, it was ok, but far too many little boys, and not enough older men, like you Mr Lake, it’s a pity you weren’t there.”
“Well I use to go, but I’m getting a bit over the hill for dressing up as a vampire or Zombie…”

 

“Your not old, your such a hunk” jumped in Jenny.

 

“One more time young lady” said Julie crossly.
Jenny sunk back into the sofa, a look of reproach on her face, her bottom lip curled up over top lip.

 

“But she is right Mr Lake, you’re not old, you should be out enjoying yourself on a Friday night.”

 

“Noooo, I stopped going to places like the Colosseum, ohhh years ago, I not been there since before I met my last girlfriend.”

 

“Don’t you have a girlfriend?” asked both Jenny and Julie at the same time.
“Well…ummm no, not for a while…”

 

“Arrrhhhh poor Mr Lake, can I be your girlfriend, Mr Lake, pleasessss” asked Jenny excitedly. Jenny’s knees were now wide apart, her thighs spread open, her skirt around her waist, with her naked and bare pussy exposed, lips, slightly apart and glistening. David’s mouth went dry; he could not pull his eyes away.

 

Just then Julie interrupted “She is such a dirty tease, I think you should punish her” she suggested.

 

“Well I…uuurrr…I can’t do that”, bringing himself back to reality and tearing his eyes away from Jenny.

 

“Well if you won’t, I think I will” Julie stood up, flexing the cane she had in both her hands and then bringing it down and whacking it against her boot, “you’re a bad girl, Jenny, exposing yourself to Mr Lake, and teasing him like that. I’m going to have to punish you, it’s for you own good. Now assume the position.”

 

 

To his utter amazement, Jenny stood, turned around so her back was to David and then bent forward, placing her hand on the sofa cushions, and causing her skirt to rise up and expose her naked arse and her cunt.
Part of his mind was screaming at him that this should stop, yet this was a dream come true, and after all, they had left school, so they weren’t his pupils anymore, and they were 18, yet his doubt lingered.

 

 

“Tell Mr Lake what you are” commanded Julie.

 

“I’m a schoolgurl whore….ouuuuwww” Jenny cried out as Julie’s cane whisked down across her bare arse and striking her pale white flesh with a crack.
“Yes you are, a dirty little schoolgurl whore, and what do dirty school gurls whore need?”

 

“Mr Lake’s big cock, please Miss, I can’t help it, I need him so bad.”
“You wicked, wicked girl” and brought the cane down with a load crack, making Jenny squeal. Red strips were beginning to form on Jenny’s pale white skin of her arse cheeks. Again the cane cracked across Jenny’s arse cheeks, and again.

 

“Ohhh Miss, please I’m sorry, I promise to not to tease Mr Lake anymore…ocuhhh..”
“Naughty girls like you deserve to be punished, it’s for your own good, now stand up” ordered Julie.

 

Jenny obeyed, and turned to face David, looking very sad, and downcast, yet, holding her skirt around her waist.

 

 

“Now, I think you should beg Mr Lake for forgiveness, don’t you? Now, on your knees, slut!” Julie reinforced her command with another crack of the cane, causing Jenny to jump forward, before sinking to her knees.
Jenny crawled towards David on hands and knees, shuffling forward, until she reached him. David was still too stunned by what was happening in is own living room to speak, his eyes fixed on Jenny’s, they gazes locked together. He felt her hand move up his bare leg and move under his dressing gown, between his knees. Her hand was cool; it snaked its way up his inner thigh and then touched his hard cock. He tensed, letting out a small groan, raising his body up, causing his dressing gown to fall open.

 

“OOoooooohhhh Mr Lake, you’re sooo, sooo, hard and so sooooo biiiiigggg” cooed Jenny as she took a firm grip of his cock, her small had barely able to hold it.

 

“Look Miss, look at how big and hard Mr Lake is.”
“Yes Jenny, he is pleased to see you, now show Mr Lake how sorry you are.”

 

With this comment, Jenny lent forward and kissed his bellend…he let out a low groan. Her tongue snaked out and licked it, sliding around it and then up and down, before opening her mouth and placing her lips on his cock head. She stretched her lips wide, and then enclosed his bell end.
“Ohhhh god…” exclaimed David.

 

 

Her tongue was sliding all over the end of his cock, sensitive, because it had been a least two or three weeks since he had wanked. Jenny was lowering her head down, inch by inch, and the she began to bob her head up and down his cock. A movement caught is his attention.

 

Julie had slid out of her gown, and was getting something out of the satchel, and she turned so that he could not see what it was. Julie was strapping something on, he could not quite see, but when she turned around it was a strap-on dildo, quite a big strap-on dildo.

 

Oh god, was she going to fuck Jenny?

 


Oh yes he thought. She stood behind Jenny, and looked David in the eye, she thrust her hips back and forth in a very vulgar and suggestive way and then lowered herself down onto her knees. Jenny was still bobbing up and down on his cock, slowly; as if she knew that he wasn’t far off popping his load. She was alternating between fast and slow, building him up and then letting him come down from the edge a bit, she was clearly very adapt at this.

 

 

Jenny made a load grunting noise and seemed to push forward. David looked up, Julie was now behind Jenny, her hands firmly gripping Jenny’s waist and was now sliding the rubber cock into Jenny’s pussy. Julie was pushing the rubber cock in one smooth thrust, until her hips were pressed against Jenny’s arse cheeks. Then she pulled back all the way and thrust hard forward, again, a slow withdrawal and then a hard quick thrust forward. Each time Julie rammed into Jenny’s cunt, Jenny emitted a load muffled grunt, each thrust pushed her forward, and thus forcing the cock buried in her mouth to push deeper. Slowly Julie built the pace of her thrusts, still long and hard but faster and faster. Jenny’s sucking became more urgent, and David’s groans loader, he’d never experienced a blow job like this in his life, he was being eaten alive, as he came close to edge, his body tensed up, and his hands gripped the arms of the chair.

 

 

Julie lent forward and gripped Jenny’s hair, “suck him fucking whore….take it down you throat and swallow bitch” she pushed Jenny’s head down, forcing David’s cock all the way into her mouth and throat. David pushed up and forward, as his organism burst through is body, crying out loudly, almost on the verge of pain. At the same time, Julie was ramming the strap-on violently into Jenny, forcing her forward as well. Jenny was emitting load muffled noises from her cock filled mouth, yet she didn’t stop sucking, nor did she stop swallowing.

 

 

David was groaning so loudly that it was almost a scream, even though there was no more to pump, his cock continued to pump, the mix of pain and pleasure was almost unbearable, part of him wanted it to stop, to pull away, yet part of him wanted to carry on, to force his cock deeper. Gradually the sensation subsided and David became aware of his surrounding again, an the load groans and grunts admitting from Jenny, who have giving up trying to suck David’s cock, had buried her head into the cushion between his knees, her arms stretch out, her hands firmly gripping the arms. Julie was pumping fast and hard into Jenny, the rubber cock slick with juice. Jenny groans became a long drawn out cry, her body began to shake. Julie continued to pump her. Jenny’s orgasm seemed to go on for ages, but slowly Julie began to slow down, and Jenny’s body began to relax. Julie withdraw the rubber cock that she had impaled Jenny with and stood up, and Jenny collapsed onto the floor, breathing deeply and whimpering with satisfied contentment.

 

 

With out a word Julie stood up and stepped over Jenny and stood in front of David, and question forming on her lips, which turned to surprise as he lowed himself on to his knees. David face was now level with the still very wet rubber cock, he could smell the strong scent of Jenny cunt juice. He bent forward and ran is tongue over the cock, tasting the wetness, his mouth emitting a low groan.

 

 

“Ooohhh…Mr Lake you are naughty, I didn’t realise you were this kinky.”
David felt Jenny stir next to him, he opened his lips and slid his mouth down the think shaft, and Julie began to fuck the rubber cock back and forth between his lips.

 

“So Mr Lake, do still want too call us a taxi?” asked Julie, looking down at David, his mouth and stretched wide.
He shook his head, and tried to say no.

 

“Ohhh you shouldn’t speak with your mouth full” exclaimed Jenny, “I get spanked for that.”

 

 

After a few minutes, Julie announced that it was now clean, and got of the arms of the chair.
“So Mr Lake, I think you should show me and Jenny the rest of the house”.
“Ok” he agreed, smiling, “where would like to go first?”
“The bedroom” demanded Jenny now standing, jumping up and down, and making her small but very pert breast bounce up and down.
“Yes, the bedroom” agreed Julie.
“Ok, follow me” David got up and walked toward the living room door, Jenny Jumped along like an excited child, while Julie followed in a more grown up and teacher like manner.
“So, when did you two plan this”
“Whatever do you mean Mr Lake” answered Julie innocently.
“What I mean is, a lot of thought has gone into this, hasn’t it”?
“Hmmm, well yes” answered Julie, more shyly this time.
“We been fantasying about you for years Mr Lake….we even tried to catch your attention at school” announced Jenny. They were now all walking slowly up the stairs.

 

“Yes, I know, you both caused me quite a bit of stress, not to mention attracting some very awkward questions, you realise I came close to getting the sack.”

 

Both girls look surprised at that.

 

“We’re sorry, we didn’t realise that…honest.”

 

“Its ok, I admit that I wanted to play…and its ok now, I think, anyway” as they got to the top of the landing he turned them both, “look, you mustn’t go around telling people about this ok.”

 

Again both girls answered “nooo we won’t” and then Julie added “most people don’t know that me and Jenny have been lovers for years, so we won’t tell…on one condition.”

 

“Ohhh and what’s that” he asked nervously fearing the worst.
Julie reached out and gripped his semi hard cock “on conditions that we get plenty of this Mr Lake.”

 

 

End of Part One

 

 

Part Two too follow as soon as I can.