Rough Riding Cowboys
Getting drunk in a cowboy bar. What could go wrong?
Getting drunk in a cowboy bar. What could go wrong?
Couple Lures Mom into cam fun
Part 3, the use/abuse continues
Bored wife seeks husband’s permission to date others
The magic of Craigslist
Picks up after part 2. Read the first 2 parts to get caught up.
After having experienced a college party first-hand, Hailey wants more.
This is a true story about how I started my long relationship with my step brother.
This came from a prompt that my partner sent me. As always, comment whatever you want.
The night begins to really heat up and I am finding that I LOVE dating
Megan wakes and remembers her situation before finding out she will be alone all day, Dominatus as a plan to allow her neighbour to get to know her better
This Story is basically about blackmail, so you would expect at least some cruelty in the main character. But I did the opposite, giving Steve a backstory that’s not about hate. I was trying to make the story a bit more human and so a bit more realistic.
Before you read the story, I should mention that English isn’t my mother tongue and I’m sorry for any mistakes I probably made.
Its more fun when its done in public 😉
My name is Max, I’m 18 and I never really thought of my mother as a sexual being. I mean, she’s my mom! She’s always been more than that, though. My dad left us when I was 10 so for 8 years it’s been just me and her which has made our relationship stronger. She’s more than just my mother; she’s one of my best friends. Don’t get me wrong about my dad, either. It turns out he was just into dudes — can’t expect him to live a lie the rest of my life. My mom was really supportive and we still have a good relationship. He lives out of state now so I don’t see him that often, but we still talk.
Anyway, back to my mom. I used to get comments when I was growing up (heck, I still do) from friends who’d come over after school. They’d see my mom and their jaws would drop. The world milf was tossed around a lot. For a 37 year old mother she does look pretty damn good: she’s 5’7″, long brown hair that frames her beautiful face, luscious full lips, emerald green eyes, and her body is really tight. If I were to guess her measurements, I’d say 34C-24-34. Gravity has had little effect on her as well, her chest is near perfection and her flat stomach only makes them look better. She’s always been in great shape but recently she bought gym and as the owner she feels the need to stay in the best shape possible. She’s definitely in the best shape of her life and she knows it. She’s been dressing a lot sexier lately, not to attract attention as much because it just makes her feel good.
I graduated high school last year and I’m not completely sold on college just yet. I decided to take a year off and decide what I want to do. In the meantime, I have a job working at the local golf course. The hours are flexible, the pay is decent and the guys I work with are great. I broke up with my girlfriend about 3 months ago and haven’t been with a girl since so the guys decided to take me out to one of the local strip joints after work to get my groove back. The other guys I work with are over 21 and I look like I could easily pass for 21 so I rarely get hassled when we go.
“Are you ready, Max?” Nathan said as the day was winding down. It was half hour before we were scheduled to be done, but we always call it a day a little earlier during the week.
“Yeah, I just gotta make a call,” I said as I reached for my cell phone and dialed home, “hey mom, it’s me. Me and the guys are going out for a couple hours after work. Not sure when I’ll be home. Yeah. Yeah. Ok. I’ll see you later. Love you too, mom.”
“Max, is your mom still a milf?” Kyle said jokingly.
“Fuck you, Kyle,” I said as I punched him in the arm.
We got to the strip club and it was pretty empty. I guess Wednesday afternoons aren’t that busy. The girls weren’t the top talent but hey they had tits and were definitely fuckable. We sat there just talking and checking out the ass for a couple of hours and then all the guys started thinning out. Eventually it was just me and Kyle. He’s a pretty cool guy and good to talk to. We’ve become pretty good friends and talk about everything.
“Dude, what’s going on? I haven’t seen you with a girl since you broke it off with Katie,” Kyle quickly changed the subject to my love life; “you’re not taking after your dad are you?”
“No, I’m not gay,” I said with a laugh and it’s true I have no interest in dudes I’m completely into women, “I just haven’t found the right girl.”
“The right girl is the one anyone who’ll play with your dong,” Kyle said jokingly.
“I know, I know don’t get me wrong I’m totally willing to fuck anything with tits but I just haven’t had the opportunity I guess,” I replied.
“You have the hottest piece of ass in town sitting at home right now doing nothing.”
I looked at him oddly and he wasn’t joking, “That’s my mom you’re talking about, dude.”
“I know, just hear me out. When’s the last time she was with a dude? She’s probably as horny as you are. I’m telling you if you don’t do it I’m going to,” he said. I think he was being dead serious too.
“Do what?” I think I know what he’s talking about but I’m too shocked to know what else to say.
“Fuck your mom. Look, just hear me out. I got this shit that if you put it in her drink will loosen her inhibitions and her panties a little. I’m telling you I used it on my mother-in-law last year and it was great,” he said.
“I’m not drugging my mom just so I can fuck her, Kyle. Wait… you did that to your mother-in-law? Does Julie know? Dude what the fuck?” now I was getting angry.
“It’s not what you think. It just loosens them up a little. It’s not like it knocks them out or anything. Yeah, I fucked my mother-in-law. She’s been flirting with me since I met Julie and she’s pretty hot, what can I say, she was totally into it.”
“But she’s my mom. It’s just wrong,” I didn’t totally reject the idea, but I knew it was wrong.
“When a woman is that hot, it aint wrong,” Kyle said, “now just take this,” he handed me a little bottle, “and when you’re feeling bold slip some into your moms wine and just see what I’m talking about.”
We headed home a little early. It was about 8:30 when I got home. Mom was just chilling on the couch watching the news. I couldn’t help but look at her in a different way. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt that showed off her flat stomach and her great tits. She must have taken off her bra when she got home so I could perfectly make out the outline of her nipples. She was sitting sideways on the couch so I could see her legs when I walked into the living room. Her knees were pointing straight up and were slightly parted so I could see her crotch perfectly. She was wearing very short black shorts that barely covered anything. Most women half her age couldn’t pull off what she was wearing. Her attention was completely focused on the TV so she didn’t notice me come in and certainly didn’t see me staring at her.
“Hey, mom,” I finally said, “I’m home.”
“Oh hi sweetie,” she said, “where did you go tonight?”
“The guys and I just went out for a drink. You know nothing interesting.” I said, “Anyway, I’m going to make myself a quick bite to eat and have a drink.” Mom didn’t mind me drinking alcohol at home. The way she saw it, better me drinking at home than somewhere else and driving home.
“That sounds like a good idea; I’ll have a glass of red wine. Could you get it for me?” she said focusing her attention back onto the TV.
“Sure.” As I got into the kitchen, I mixed a little extra vodka into my coke and played with the idea of putting some of Kyle’s stuff into moms drink. ‘A little wont hurt, right?’ I thought to myself. ‘Heck, it probably won’t even do anything.’ I made up my mind. I think Kyle said just a couple of drops. As I was pouring the liquid into moms wine a little more went in that I had anticipated. ‘It can’t hurt, right?’ I said to myself. I was to nervous to eat so I just went back to the living room and brought our drinks.
“I thought you were going to eat something,” mom questioned.
“Yeah, well I ate when we went out and I guess I’m really not that hungry,” I lied.
“Ok,” she took a sip of her wine, “hmm, tastes funny. Time to buy a new bottle I guess.”
My heart raced as I thought for sure she knew I tampered with her wine.
“Shouldn’t let good wine go to waste though,” she said as she took another sip. That was close.
We were watching the news and I kind of got lost in the TV and in my drink. It wasn’t till about a half hour later when I was done my drink that I looked over at my mom. She was all fidgety in her seat and kept moving her legs around. I noticed her nipples were very hard and very noticeable a well. She caught me looking at her tits and I swear she arched her back a little. When our eyes met she smiled and winked at me.
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‘I can’t believe I just did that,’ I thought to myself. My son was staring at my tits and instead of trying to cover up my hard nipples; I arched my back and gave him a better view. I didn’t have that much to drink, did I? I’ve noticed my son looking at me more and more in the last couple of years. I’ve never really thought anything about it but now having him looking at me like that is making me really hot. I know he’s my son but I haven’t been with a man for so long and out of nowhere I have the sudden craving for cock. I don’t care whose it is, I just want to suck and fuck someone. But not my son, that’s so wrong. Oh my god, I can see a bulge in his pants. The thought of my sons cock made me soak my shorts. I wonder if he can see the wet spot between my legs. Maybe if I just open my legs a little. I can’t believe I’m teasing my son like this. I gotta get out of here.
“Max, I’m going to go have a shower,” maybe that will cool me off a little.
“Sure, mom,” he said but his eyes were still locked on my pussy. Max has never acted like this before but I guess what can you expect? I was going into heat right in front of him.
I stripped down naked, by now my shorts were soaking wet but then I realized I forgot my body butter on the coffee table. I convinced myself that I couldn’t shower without it so I wrapped a towel around my body and went off to the living room. The towel started at the top of my tits, just above my nipples and barely covered my ass at the bottom. My body butter was right in front of Max on the coffee table so I went in front of him with my ass just a couple of feet from his face, I’m sure he could smell my juices. I bent over at the waist to pick up my body butter giving him an unobstructed, perfect view of my pussy.
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I’m only inches away from my mom’s pussy and it takes every inch of my being not to jump up and mount her right there. God damn, she’s hot. I can’t help but wonder how tight she is and how great it would be to fuck her. As she picks up her body butter, she peeked around at me and smiled as she arched her back and stood up.
“I can’t shower without this,” she said.
I was absolutely speechless but still managed to say, “What do you use that for?”
“It makes my skin nice and soft,” she said, “here touch,” she grabbed my left hand and put it on her right thigh.
I couldn’t form any words, I was just too stunned.
“I rub it on my whole body, except for my back. I can’t reach. Maybe you could put it on my back?” she said, “yeah, come on.” She grabbed my hand and led me towards the bathroom. I can’t believe this is all happening. When we got to the bathroom, she dropped her towel with her back to me and stepped into the shower. “Are you coming?” she said.
“Uh, what?” I said.
“It has to be put on in the shower,” she said, “and the shower is in here, silly. Now take off your clothes and get in here.”
Was this really happening? I decided to go with the flow and took off my clothes and climbed in the shower behind her. She handed me the body butter and I started rubbing it all over her back making sure to take my time and explore every inch of her. She was so sexy and I could barely contain myself. By now I’ve been rock hard for a while and my cock was just inches from her ass. I moved my hands down her back and rubbed the butter all over her hot ass.
“Mmmm,” she moaned as I grabbed her by the hips and toyed with pulling her ass back onto my cock. Without notice, she turned around and took the butter away from me. Her tits were even more amazing that I could have imagined. “Thanks,” she said and then she noticed my throbbing hard-on. “Oh, did I do that to you,” she said as she wrapped her right hand around the shaft and stroked it a couple of times. “You better go take care of that,” she said and turned back to her shower.
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His cock felt so big and hard in my hand. I wanted to drop to my knees right there and suck him dry. He must be dying to fuck my brains out, but I’m enjoying playing with him for now. “You can go now,” I said in an annoyed voice as I looked back at him. Finally he snapped out of his trance and left the shower. I laughed a little to myself as I thought how I was torturing him. I guess I’ve gone this far, the next step is to let my son fuck my brains out. My only worry is that it will change our relationship, but I guess we’re beyond that now. I finished up in the shower and didn’t bother with a towel; I just headed to my room. On my way, I had to pass Max’s room. I noticed his door was mostly shut, I opened it a crack and saw him stroking his cock. God I needed that cock. I went into my room and found some sexy lingerie. I put on a sexy black bra, a black garter belt with no panties and black nylons. I had trouble doing up one of the clasps so I called for Max.
“Max, I need your help now,” I said. My room was right next to his, so I know he could here me.
“Just a minute,” he said. Good, he’s not done jerking off.
“No, I need you to come in here instead,” I said hoping he’d pick up on that innuendo.
Within seconds, he was in my room and he was stunned when he was what I was wearing. His cock was still rock hard and I could see his shorts were a little went with pre-cum.
“Help me with my garter belt,” I said as I bent over the bed and presented myself to him, “I can’t do this one clasp up.”
He came up and his cock rubbed my bare pussy. I moaned a little, hoping that was enough to convince him to push his cock inside of me. Instead, he fixed my garter belt and stepped back.
I turned stood up and turned around, “thank you, Max,” and with that I kissed him deeply on the lips. I immediately felt his hands on my ass as our tongues explored each others mouth. I broke away from his mouth and dropped to my knees. I took his cock out of his boxer shorts, god it was bigger than I thought. The taste of his pre-cum was eletric and made me hungry for more. I sucked in his whole cock like thats what I was put on this planet to do. I knew he wouldn’t last long. I looked up at him and whimpered “fuck me, Max; I need you to fuck me.”
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I picked up my mom and put her back onto her bed and she spread her legs wide and started playing with her clit. “Come on, Max, fuck your mom.” I didn’t need much encouragement as I dropped my shorts and climbed on top of her. I placed my cock head at her opening and savored the moment. I was about to become a real mother fucker. She couldn’t wait any more and pulled me down onto her and I slid all the way in. We both moaned loudly as we felt each other. I can’t believe how tight and sweet her pussy is. Instinctively, I started bucking my hips and sliding my cock in and out of her pussy.
“Damn, you feel good, mom,” I said as I fumbled with her bra and eventually got it off. Her tits were as perky as a 20 year old. I took her left nipple into my mouth and fondled her right breast with my left hand as I continued fucking her.
“Yes, Max, I’m cumming!” mom started thrashing underneath me as she came all over my cock. I knew I couldn’t last any longer so I sat up and put her ankles on my shoulders and really started fucking her deep. The sound of my balls slapping her ass was enough to drive me over the edge and I drove my cock deep inside of my mother and ropes and ropes of cum shot out of my cock. I stayed inside of her until I was completely spent and then collapsed beside her.
‘What did I just do?’ I thought to myself. It was fucking amazing but what is she going to think of me?
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My son was lying next to me and we basked in our ecstasy then the guilt started to set in. ‘What did I just do?’ I thought, ‘Oh my God, I just let my son fuck me.’
“Look, Max,” I said, “I don’t know what just happened, but I don’t want it to ruin what we have, ok? I’m still your mother and you’re still my son. Tomorrow lets make sure everything goes back to normal and there’s no weirdness between us, ok?”
“Ok, Mom,” Max said, “but what about the rest of the night?”
With that, I took my sons cock in my mouth and started giving him a blow job. If we were only going to do this once, I wanted to make sure we did it as much as we could.To Be Continued…
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Cousin Jessica told me that when she did it to her dad, my Uncle John, he went off like an angry volcano and spewed his creamy lava halfway across the room. U didn’t believe it until she did it to me.
Jessica bad I started fucking the summer after we graduated from high school. We were both eighteen and we would be going to the same college in the fall. She came to stay withus for awhile that summer. We were both pretty horny, but wewere timid as well, and we might never have gottter together at all if my erection hadn’t popped out the leg of my running shorts while we were dancing in the playroom late one night. Before I could tuck it away, her soft hands were on it.
We shed our clothes quickly. The only thing I said was, “Are you on the pill?” She didn’t say anything ~ she just nodded. She stretched out on the couch, spread her legs and I mounted her for the first of many glorious fucks that we would share.
Her pussy was so juicy that my cock made squishing sounds as it slid in and out of her. We kissed each other hungrily; she clawed my back writhed beneath me as my cock swelled inside of her until I thought it would burst. She moaned softly as her pussy tightened around my surging cock. She gasped as powerful contractions swept through her cunt, sucking my cock into the center of her swirling passion. We squeezed each other tightly as my cock jerked wildly and pumped streams of white- hot semen into her spasming depths.
Nearly three years later, Jessica and I were college junioes, sharing an apartment off campus and sharing each others body as often as possibel. We were just sitting around after dinner, drinking coffee and chatting, when she told me about her dad and what she did for him whenever she went home for awhile. ” No way, ” I said.
She nodded vigorously, just like the time I asked if she took the pill. Her green eyes were resolute; her curvy, shoulder- length hair streamed across her face. “Come on,” I said. “Take your clothes off,” she said. Then she turned and left the room. I sripped and sat on the couch, my cock a fat, languid worm on my thigh. I heard Jessica open the door to the bedroom closet. Then I waited several minutes. She appeared before me, dressed in a candy- striper uniform, with white hose on her legs and white heels on her her feet. My cock stirred. She walked right over to me, lifted the hem of her skirt and showed me stocking tops, garters- and dainty white cotton panties. She didn’t wiggle or anything — she just stood there, showing me her charms. Then she turned around so I could the way the stocking tops clung to her thighs and the way her ass cheeks crept out the legs of her briefs. My cock jerked to life and stood at attention.
She pulled up a chair and sat down across from me. She crossed her right leg over her left leg. She didn’t rock her her legs at all. She sat perfectly still, but gave me a clear view of her panries and stocking tops. My cock throbbed. Pre- cum oozed from the head. She uncrossed her legs, then crossed them the other way. I started to reach for my twitching dick, but she frowned and shook her head. She never said a word.
Cousin Jessica uncrossed her legs and sat with her feet on the bottom rung of the chair, her knees slightly apart. She didn’t look right at me. I had seen my cousin naked more times than I could remember, but the illicit thrill of looking up her dress was almost more than I could bear. My cock jerked and the head flared; my balls tightened as my load boiled inside them.
Cousin Jessica kicked off her shoes, lifted her legs, and rested her feet on my lap, on the other side of my straining cock. I put my hands on her nylon stockings they were gently rough against my fingertips. She frowned again and shook her head. I let go of her legs; she caressed my balls with her feet. My erection jerked like Sampson had against his chains. But that was only the begining.
Cousin Jessica’s nylon-covered toes gripped the base of my cock, flexed and relaxed. The friction was agonizing. I breathed deeply and arched my back as she literally walked up and down my cock. She used her feet like hands, stroking my cock between them and jacked it. I looked up her dress as she did it. Semen rose in my shaft. I raised my hips off the couch and thrust, fucking her feet. My cock lurched forward, sprang back and spewed a geyser of goo into the air. It didn’t fly across the room, but it soaked into her nylons. Jessica’s feet pressed my dick tightly as it continued to twitch, and jizz dribbled from the head. She didn’t remove her feet until I was absolutely spent. Then she put her feet back in her shoes, stood, and walked out of the room, leaving me sprawled on the couch, gasping for breath.
When she returned, she was butt naked. Her delighted boobs jiggled lewdly as she approached me. As I sat up, she pressed her downy mound against my face and I carefully pulled her piter lips apart and lapped her pussy and clitoris.
Jessica gyrated against my face. I grabbed her ass to hold her still and sucked her clitoris hard, tickling the underside of it with my tongue, Jessica cupped her heavy breast and pinched her taut pink nipples. She trembled ; her knees buckled ; huice spilled from her cunt. Her pussy swelled against my lips and exploded with jarring contractions that made her body quake. My spent cock stirred anew as I felt the orgasmic spasms surge through her flesh.
Cousin Jessica then dropped to her knees and sucked my cock until it was stiff again. At that point, she led me into the bedroom, reclined on the bed and spread her legs. I mounted her and buried my head in her bosom, licking, sucking and biting her turgid nipples.
Jessica locked her ankles just below my butt. I fucked her with abandon, driving my erection in and out of her slippery groove. My cousin moaned, gritted her teeth and stiffened as my cock swelled within her. She arched her back, gasped and licked my cheek. Her pussy clamped down on my cock. “Oh, Brian, you’re making me come,” she cried.
“You’re making come. You’re making me come, too” I whispered into her ear before swirling my tongue along the lobe. She stiffened again, then writhed beneath me as I ejaculated, splashing my seed against her womb. We both lay there, panting, until our spasms subsided.
I made some more coffee and Cousin Jessica told me how she had out on her old candy- stripper uniform one night, along with stockings and garters that her mother had bbought her for her righteenth birthday. She was feeling a little frisky, she said, and sat down across from her father, who sat watching television in his boxers and undershirt.
She wiggled on the couch until she finally caught her father’s eye. It started out as some harmless flirting, but she got bolder and bolder, crossing and uncrosssing her legs to give her father glimpes of her panties, thighs and stocking stops.
“His thing just started swelling up,” she said, before blowing on her coffee and taking a careful sip. “My pussy started tingling. My pussy hairs stood up like ther was static cling in the room. I sipped my coffe and listened as she told me how she playfully stretched her legs and put her feet in her daddy’s lap. His cockhead peeked out the slit in his boxers and, the next thing I knew, she was masturbating him with her feet.
“It was such a powerful thing of control,” she said, her green eyes softening nonetheless at the recollection. “I litterally had him at my feet.” Her mother, my mother’s sister, walked in on them. She was astonished, Cousin Jessica told me, but it was already too late. Her father went off like a pipe bome, squirting gobs of goo across the room that landedon Jessica’s blouse.
“My pussy damn neared turned inside out when I felt his cock throbbing and jerkin against the botttoms of my feet. I came on the spot when his cum splashed my blouse.” I could definitely see where such manipulation would give a guy a thrill. It sure made me spew. But Uncle John got hooked on it. Aunt Bessie wasn’t too happy about it at first. Actually, she wasn’t too happy about it either, but she put up with it because her husband had given her a good home and a comfortable life. Uncle John was in his late fifties, at least fifteen years older than Aunt Bessie, and the family lived off his investment portfolio.
Jessica said that her father bever fucked her. All he wanted was to shoot off with her sroking feet wrapped around his aching cock. He’d be done for the night, if not longer, after his wxcruciating orgasm. Then, Jessicawould turn her attentions to her mother, who loved for Jessica to crawl between her legs. They would hump each other, with their tender pussies and plump breasts touching deliciously, until they each came over and over again.
“Wow,” I said.
“Yeah,” Cousin Jessica replied.
Naturally, I wanted to see this with my own eyes. Jessica called home and told her dad that we’d be coming to visit the following weekend. “He’ll give Mom the fucking of her life now,” Jessica told me as soon as she hung up. “He started panting as sooon as he heard my voice.”
“You don’t think he’ll mind me watching?”
“He won’t even know you’re in the room. Mom will be another story.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you’d better be ready to give her a piece of this,” she answered, reaching out and squeezing my cock through my jeans. I nodded and grinned at her. Uncle John, according to Jessica, never was Mr. :ibido. But the thought of having her feet around his cock would prime his pump – he’d let Aunt Bessie have it pretty good for a couple of days, then keep to himself to build up his reserves for his encounter with his daughter. I had heard about guys having ferishes, but Uncle John was the only one I knew personally who seemed totally comsumed by one, a very specific one.
We left early the following Saturday morning. It was only about a two- hour drive, but still we managed to pull off the highway and follow a dirt road back into the woods for a quick piece. The road led to an old, abandoned country srore. The wooden buikding seemed ready to collapse upon itself in a sudden breeze, yet it stood— covered with kudzu and metal signs that touted products from a forgotten era – as a remider of a mere prosperous time.
I had been plying with Jessica’s pussy all the way down the road, As soon as we stopped, she freed my boner, bent over, and swallowed it. I ran my fingers through her soft hair and sighed with contentment.
We got out of the car and Jessica bent over the hood. I walked up behind her and guided my hard – on into her moist slit. My cousin slid her T – shirt over her head ; I reached around squeezed her tender breastes as I drove my cock in and out of her. Jessica qivered and moaned, she arched her back and threw her hips at me, meetin my desperate thrusts. I released her breasts, which jiggled in the morning sun, and grabbed her hips. My cock tingled as her spasming pussy caressed it ; her warm juices flowed down my shaft and over my tightening balls.
Jessica gasped and twitched when her orgasm took control and her pussy clamped down on my surging cock. My cockhead flared as my load rose in the shaft. “I’m thirsty, Brian,” she cried breaking away suddenly, dropping to her knees and plunging my bloated cock into her face. My cock jerked and jism flowed through it. I fired streams of semen down her throat, onto her face and against her bobbing boobs.
We cleaned up with moist towelettes and continued our journey.
As we neared her home, Jessica told me that most likely her father had been on a high – protien diet all week. “He’s probably having a bowl of bisque right now,” she said with a laugh. Sure enough, Uncle John was wiping his chin when we walked in the door. He shook my hand, then looked his daughter up and down, She had her outfit in a travel bag over her shoulder. She kissed her dad on the cheek, then looked him in the eye. He nodded and, without a word, she pranced up the stairs.
So, you come to watch the old man spew.” Aunt Bessie said, walking into the front room. She was healthy, to say the least. She had the same curly red hair and cool green eyes as her daughter. She wasn’t as tall, but she had heavy breasts that swayed inrestarined inder her pink housecaot, and a magnificent bottom. “He’s just like Old Faithful when it comes to that daughter of his.”
“She doesn’t understand,” Uncle John said, putting his arm around me and leading me upstairs. “She just doesn’t understand.”
We went into Jessica’s room. Uncle John stripped and sat down in a straight – backed chair. A similar chair sat right across from. His cock wasn’t that long, but it was fat and it was stiff – its pulsated in concentric circles and seemed to jump with each beat of his heart. His bloated balls hung heavily from the base of his distended member.
Aunt Bessie walked over to Uncle Johns and stood astride him with her legs parted. She pulled open her houscaot, jigggled her tremendous boobs, fingered her twat and said,”You can give me just a little of that”
Uncle John pushed her away. “Get out of the way,” he cried, “before you gey your slime all over it.” Uncle John liked to his meat dry, Jessica had rold me, because that enhanced the friction of her foot – job.
Aunt Bessie walked around me, looking me up and down. She pressed against me and purred like a kitten. My cock twitched in my jeans. “You’ve got a little bit to give your Aunt Bessie, don’t you?” she whispered. “He,” she tossed her head toward Uncle John, “won’t be good for anything for a week>”
“I’ve got more than a little bit for you,” I said, reaching around and squeezing her butt so that her mound ground against my crouch. Aunt Bessie cooed ; I kissed her softly on the lips, then bent to lick and suck well braod stiff nipples.
Jessica cleared her throat and walked into the room. I released her mother and srepped back. Aunt Bessie walked over to the bed, sat down and started to figer herself. Cousin Jessica walked up to her father and lifted her skirt, just as she had done for me. Not a wiggle, not a jiggle, just simple, composed exposure. She turned around to show him her panty – covered bottom, delicious thighs and stocking tops. Pre – cum oozed from the head of Uncle John’s cock like water seeping from an underground spring. Jessica sat down and went through her routine of leg crossing, then kicked off her shoes and wrapped her feet aeound her dad’s surging cock. My cock jerked when her feet touched her dad’s meat.
Beads of sweat covered Uncle John’s brow ; his face turned pink and his breathing became hurried and shallow. His cockhead flared loke the cap of a resilent mushroom that rises, strong and stiff, from the forest floor. Jessica masturbated her father with her feet. He looked at her and she looked at him, like they were locked in some kind of mutual trace. Uncle John grunted. Jessica moaned softly, her face glowed with expectation. Even Aunt Bessie was transfixed ; she stared, with her mouth half open and wild contrctions radiated through her loins. She rolled off me then, and lay beside me panting.
No sooner had Jessica started on her father, than her mother pulled me towards her. I mounted Aunt Bessie and she guided my erection into her quivering cunt. Aunt Bessie lurched toward me, instantly burying my meat to the hilt. Aunt Bessie was like a wild animal. She shrieked, moaned and groaned as I drove my cock in and out of her convulsing snatch. I watched her titties dance and sway as I fucked her. Her nipples swirled like they were trapped in a whirpool.
Cousin Jessica rolled onto her side and watched me fuck her mother. Aunt Bessie, meanwhile, went over the edge quickly, built another climax and exploded again. She had come three times, shrilly announcing each one, before I felt my load rising in my shaft. I plunged harde into Aunt Bessie ; her pussy collapsed again, gripping my cock tightly as it exploded and pumped hot semen into her.
I rolled off Aunt Bessie. Her daughter kissed me on the cheek and snuggled against me and the three of us drifted into a peaceful nap.
Aunt Bessie fucked both of us several times before we left Sunday evening. “I’ve got to get it while I can,” she declared. “The old man will be useless for at least a week.”
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