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I woke that morning wishing I could roll over, spoon up against Beth’s sleeping body and just go back to sleep, but, alas, I had woken to the real world. I didn’t hit the snooze and just rolled out of bed to start moving.

Sometimes dwelling in bed not wanting to get up was in a way its own torture by laying there not wanting to move, so I decided to just do it.

As Beth continued to sleep, I took my time taking a shower and shaving then hit my closet in search of something to wear. Normally, I was rarely scheduled for Friday work at the firm, but today they had scheduled me to be there for an all-hands meeting conducted by a corporate exec who was going to visit and give a speech this morning. It was also strange that it would happen on a Friday, but I just wrote it off as the exec probably wanted the cover as justification to use the corporate jet for the day or weekend.

Friday was normally casual day at the firm, but that was usually limited to no dress shirt and tie being required.

I went to my closet and found a quality black designer polo shirt and a pair of pleated charcoal gray dress slacks. I also found my black loafers which I planned on wearing with no socks, though I definitely wasn’t going to go commando today so I selected a pair of silk boxers Beth had given me for Christmas a few years back.

I kissed Beth’s shoulder and whispered for her to have a good day then left the room.

The house was totally quiet and as I passed Mom’s open bedroom door I peeked in to see her snuggling a pillow as she lay on her side sleeping soundly. It must have been a late night because Beth and I had not heard her come in.

The morning went fairly quick at work. The exec gave his speech about future business plans and there was a catered lunch of salads and finger sandwiches that consisted of slices of different hoagies. All in all it wasn’t fancy, it wasn’t bad either actually it had been surprisingly good.

A lot of people bailed out afterwards leaving the office more quiet than usual, but I knew how to start my own busy work that I could finish in an hour or two so I’d have something productive to show for myself and hopefully leave a good impression.

About 2:00 my phone buzzed once to indicate I had received a text.

It was from Mom asking if I had plans for tonight. Knowing she was off from work, instead of answering the text, I just gave her a call and stepped out to the outdoor break area to talk.

After some small talk about her not getting back until almost midnight, Mom got to the reason of the call. Darla and her wanted to go out to dinner tonight, someplace nice and wanted to know if I was interested. She said she’d already spoken with Beth and she was all for it and if I agreed, she’d make the reservation.

I told her I thought it was a great idea for a pre trip send-off for her and asked where she and Darla had planned for.

I would have guessed it might be a return to the Mexican restaurant we had gone the first night we crossed the line but, no, they were planning on getting a bit dressed up and going to Giovanni’s, which was an upscale Italian restaurant in the area.

I told her I thought it would be a great idea and told her I was already dressed for it and explained what I was wearing and why. Mom said she thought that was great and that she’d make the reservation.

We talked a bit more as I asked if she was getting excited about her trip. She said she was but she was still “jazzed” about being home too. Of which I had to laugh to myself knowing it was code that she was still horny as hell. After saying our good-byes, I knew for a fact it would end up being another interesting night.

Traffic was a little crazy on the way home, it seemed like everyone was going someplace in all directions. It was summer and Friday and people were either heading for the mountains or the lakes for the weekend. I finally arrived home about 5:50, a little later than usual but still before Beth was expected to arrive.

As I entered the house, I found Mom at the refrigerator slightly bending over to retrieving a chilled, previously opened bottle of white wine.

She was barefooted and dressed only in a sheer emerald green bra and thong set ad from the rear, the material of her thong as they spanned high over her hips to form a yoke as the small of her back before a strip of material disappeared down the crack of her ass. I thought ‘Fucking perfection!’ seeing how the thong framed Mom’s ass and took something already beautiful and kicking it up a notch.

Mom turned, saw me and said cheerily “Hey Honey! Glad the workday’s over?” as she bent the rubber vacuum stopper on the bottle causing it to hiss as she removed it.

“Yeah, and its Friday too on top of it. I have tomorrow off, but I’m scheduled for Sunday morn.” I said as my eyes took in her body from the front as she poured her a glass. The bra she was wearing formed and shaped her luscious puppies together nicely, combining a bit of push up and push in to form a very sexy cleavage. xnxx I could make out her sexy nipples in the sheer material and I was amazed the bra could shape them so without digging into her skin, but the bra looked totally natural.

“So, are you all packed and ready to go?”

“Yep, all packed and ready. Just get up tomorrow morning get dressed and take off. The flight’s at 9:00 so we better plan on getting to the airport by 7:30 or earlier.”

“How long’s the flight?”

“It’s a long trip. One stop in Atlanta, then another in LA and on to Honolulu from there. It will take about 13 hours. I’ll get there about 5:30 their time.”

“We better plan on getting up early tomorrow then. Is Darla coming to the airport with us? I know Beth is.”

“Yes, we need to pick her up about 7 this evening. She’s going to sleep over and then you can take her home afterwards … or when she’s ready” Mom said with a bit of a giggle, catching herself that most likely all three of us would hang together Saturday.

Mom looked at me with a glint in her eyes and sideways grin as she added “And feel free to use my bed if you have the need for something larger than yours.”

I bounced my eyebrows like Mom does on occasions (knowingly so, and already recognizing how we’re rub off on each other) and just said “Cool”

Mom took her glass up with her to continue getting dressed and I followed behind her watching her fine ass bounce and jiggle a bit as she went up the stairs in front of me. Mom branched off into her bedroom saying she’d see me in a bit and I mentioned I needed to check my email.

As I came into my room, I noticed the camera was still on the nightstand. I grabbed it and put it next to the computer as I started checking my email. Afterwards, I pulled the card from the camera and, opened my encrypted drive on my computer. I then cut the files from the card, and copied them to the drive, leaving the card empty when all the files were saved.

Just as I finished, I heard someone coming up the stairs and a moment later Beth popped into the room just as I stood and turned.

“Hi Baby!” said Beth as she came over and gave me a kiss. “Oooooh you look good!… And you’re ready to go already! Don’t be so anxious, it takes us girls a bit longer” she said with a giggle.

I then explained why I was dressed the way I was and she replied with I still looked nice.

“What are you going to wear?” I had no idea if she even had a nice dress for the occasion.

Beth looked at me and said “Remember when Mom and I went shopping together? You know, earlier in the day before giving you the show that night?…” she asked grinning.

“Ohhh yeah…” I answered with a chuckle.

“Well part of all the clothes she bought me was a dress and heels. Both of which I plan on wearing tonight.” Beth smiled, moved in closer and gave me a peck on the lips before saying “Soooooo, why don’t you go downstairs and find some trouble to get into while Mom and I finish getting ready and surprise you? Hurry I’m running late!”

I laughed and said “Ok, Ok… I’m going.”

I was probably down there for about 30 min before Mom and Beth came down together. I spent my time at the breakfast nook reading the news on the IPad as it played music from the Pandora web site. As they entered the room, I turned to see them.

‘Wow’ I thought to myself as I let out a single whistle. “Damn! We should do this more often! You two look fantastic!”

Mom was dressed in a clingy ribbed dress with laced up front over her cleavage, though the laces did nothing to really hide it, it more likely was designed to draw your eyes to it. It was light gray and trimmed in bright white and black and black, except for the laces which were bright white only. She accompanied it by wearing black, high heeled strappy sandals. She looked great with a bit of makeup and the dress really showed off her figure and legs.

What really surprised me was Beth. She wore what looked like a simple dress that seemed to wrap around her waist almost like a robe would except this was much sexier, and fully outlining her slim waist and sexy figure. Material crisscrossed her chest molding to the outline of her breasts but yet leaving plenty open to show a tasteful bit of cleavage which she highlighted with a coral necklace, and I could tell by the shape of them she was wearing something new that Mom must have bought her at Victoria’s Secret.

The color was a creamy peach and matched well with Beth’s sun-toned skin. She had applied a bit of makeup and her hair was combed back and into a ponytail in such a way it didn’t look casual at all, it was almost elegant four such a simple style.

The hem of the dress fell to at least 4 inches above her knee giving the effect of it being shorter but not too short to be overly provocative, yet it added to the leggy look of her long legs as she stood there, also in a pair of high heeled sandals, except these were light tan where Mom’s were black.

I must have looked dumbfounded as I let my eyes roam each bakire porno of them as I appreciated them before me like someone would a piece of art.

Beth looked at Mom “I think she likes the way we look” she said with a giggle.

Mom let out a short laugh. “Maybe we should have brought a camera. It looks like a Kodak moment. After all, how often do we see him speechless!” and the both laughed.

“Very funny” I said in mark of playful sarcasm. “But maybe you’re right… The two of you do look exceptionally good tonight!”

They both thanked me. Mom had a clutch and Beth handed me her phone and asked if I would carry it for her, which I did, sliding it into my pants pocket and we left right away, hoping to make it to Darla’s house by 7.

Mom gave her a quick call as we drove over and she was ready as soon as we pulled into her driveway.

As we pulled in, she opened the door and pulled it closed behind her and then walked to the SUV with her arm slid into the handles of a large purse which were slid up over her shoulder.

She too looked fantastic! Her bobbed blonde hair was nicely styled and her makeup was perfectly applied. It immediately went through my mind that I could. Probably think of at least 5 sexual things I’d love to do to her that would mess up that hair and makeup.

She wore a halter dress which was a teal blue color with matching heels, both of which complemented the tan she had.

Where Mom’s halter she had worn to the Mexican restaurant on that special night was a sundress, Darla’s was more of a cocktail dress that was form fitting, similar to what Mom was wearing and clung to the right places on her body. Even from a distance as she walked forward to the car I could see a slight bounce of her breasts and outline of her nipples. I felt a mild twinge below as I wondered if she was wearing a bra or not.

Mom opened the back door and slid in, tossing her large bag in the back as she said “Hey there!” closed the door and asked “How’s everyone today?” as she leaned over and gave Mom a soft peck on the lips in such a way as not to mess up any lipstick and we all said Hi back as she leaned forward to give Beth a kiss too.

The then turned her head toward me and said “I can’t forget my Johnny and gave me kiss on my cheek as I put the vehicle in reverse. Beth giggled seeing the lip marks left from her lipstick and reached over to smudge it off with her thumb as I drove.

Darla settled in next to Mom and they weaved their arms together as they sat close to one another. Darla was her usual perky self as we drove along and the girls started talking.

I looked back in the rearview mirror and saw both of them happy and content and with a side glance to Beth who was twisted in the passenger front seat to look at them as she too participated in the conversation. Darla’s upbeat mood and smile was contagious and immediately formed a happy female threesome.

I felt really strange. I had never seen or felt as happy and satisfied as I did now, seeing them the way they were and feeling what I was feeling.

When we arrived at Giovanni’s I was surprised to see the place. I had always heard it was special with old world atmosphere and the food was memorable but I had never heard that it was laid out like old New York City Italian styled restaurants were years ago.

The ambiance was nice with the lighting considerably muted which highlighted the candles on each table but what was really different was the layout of the restaurant. It was a maze of seating consisting of both roomy booths and tables designed for privacy. Some sections even had drapes that could be drawn which reminded me of old gangster movies. I could see why they had the reputation of being the most romantic restaurant in town.

As we entered, Mom went straight to the Maitre D’ who happened be an older gentleman and told him our last name and that we had reservation for a party of four.

I saw his immediate smile as they made eye to eye contact and I knew he thought she was good looking and struggling not to let his eyes appraise her more. I had seen it so many times before.

We were quickly shown into an alcove that contained only two private booths and a table for two. I could see the other booth was occupied, but I could only see the tops of their heads over the old timey booth dividers.

I immediately thought with us, we could easily get in trouble with a place like this as we were shown the other booth. Beth was first to slide in and Mom naturally slid in next to her as Darla slid in first with me following on our side of the table.

As we sat there, Darla was on my left and though the booth was spacious, she still sat closely with just enough room for her body to be contacting mine. I looked across the table at Mom and Beth. They were both looking at us with half grins and half smiles as if Darla and I were on stage. Darla must have noticed it too because she fed her arm through mine and announced that she had the “man of the group” bedava porno now.

Surprisingly, we all behaved ourselves but I kept the place in mind for future date nights with Mom, Darla or a dinner night out with Beth. We exchanged small talk as the waiter came and we ordered wine, an antipasto plate to share for an appetizer.

As we snacked Darla was the first to breach calling the night before. “So, did I interrupt anything last night when I called?”

Mom gave a giggle and said “Not really, John joined me as soon as he got in from work and then Beth joined us as soon as she got home from having dinner with her father. We were just discussing something when you called.”

“Oh? I hope I didn’t interrupt something important” said Darla honestly.

Beth glanced at Mom, then at me with a grin and said with a giggle “Not so much important as… different” she said with a blush.

Darla looked at Mom then me and then back to Beth. She could tell Beth was being a bit coy on purpose. “Oh, something tells me this I have got to hear!” she said quietly with her Beth-like giggle.

Beth told her the whole story of what happened during and after dinner, then how she came straight home and jumped in bed with us and immediately wanted to fuck. Mom added that leaving them to meet her and their friends gave them time to talk it out.

“Oh my god! You know how situations like that turn me on! What have you decided to do?” asked Darla to Beth.

Beth gave her a shy looking grin and then glanced at me and Darla caught it as Beth answered “Well, I haven’t decided yet…”

“Really? Why’s that? She said with a snicker and quickly glanced at me and back to Beth. “John doesn’t…”

“Oh, no, no…” said Beth cutting her off. “He’s been the perfect partner and said he’d support me in whatever I decide and I believe him.”

“That’s precious!” said Darla with a smile and then turned to me and said “I knew there was something I liked about you!” and gave me a peck on my cheek. Mom just smiled as she watched and listened.

Darla turned back to Beth and asked “So what’s holding back on your decision?”

Beth explained that it was a lot of things to think about. How she had always wanted to join her mom and dad in bed and be with both of them to being more obsessed with her mom later. As she explained she hadn’t thought about her dad in sexual terms for years but admitted it was definitely growing on her now.

Beth, to my surprise also told Mom and Darla about the pictures and the porno magazines he kept under the bed. She also talked about her plan to go snooping Sunday morning to see if she could find the pictures saying if he threw them out, she’d be angry and wouldn’t go any farther with him, but if he managed to hide and save them, that would turn her on more and give credit to her dad for saving them.

Darla looked transfixed from Beth’s story but managed to ask “What makes you think you could find them?” and Beth answered with she knew all his usual hiding places.

A grin came across Darla’s face and she asked “If everything goes right, how far do you plan to go? Your dad’s not a bad looking guy, especially after he started shaving his head when he started going a bit bald” she added with a grin.

“Beth’s eyes glanced at both of us and she said “Well, I don’t know… Who’s to say he’ll even want to, but if he did, Maybe I’d start with a blow job and go from there” said Beth a bit sheepishly and glancing at me to see my reaction.

I just gave her a grin, tilted my head to the side and shrugged my shoulders very slightly to pass on the body language of “whatever you choose.”

I noticed Mom’s eyebrows bounce at my reaction and I also knew Darla had sensed it from feeling my subdued shrug. Darla glanced at Beth then at me as she said. “I have a feeling that you guys will enjoy sharing a secret or two!” with a giggle just as the waiter showed up with the main entrées.

The wine continued to flow as we finished off our dinner and dessert and even though they had been eating, I could sense Mom and Darla loosening up from it and knew it would get even worse when we got home and opened another bottle.

I wondered what the night had for us considering we had an early rise planned to get to the airport on time and knowing Mom and Darla would want some personal time sleeping together.

We finally made it home and as usual, we gravitated to the breakfast nook. Darla was the first to reach it, and slid into the stool at the end. Beth slid one out and pulled it close to Darla leaving an empty spot at the counter, which I slid into and leaned against it, leaving the other stool open for Mom who was presently opening another bottle of wine.

I sensed Mom may have had something sexual in mind tonight. Mom normally doesn’t have more than a glass a day, if that, except lately when there might be the anticipation of sex.

Darla and Beth were talking about how Beth loved her new home since moving in when Mom slid their glasses across the counter to them, did the same for mine and then came around to the front of the nook. She pulled the remaining stool away from the counter, positioning it close to me and facing more toward Beth and Darla before sliding her ass onto the edge of the seat.

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My sister, Ashley calls me to say that she’ll be coming to my home alone. Her and her husband had just separated and she was heartbroken. I said “No worries, Max and I will enjoy your company.” My son, Max has always had a crush on my sister. I guess I found her attractive as well. She’s 5’9 about 125 pounds, 38d 24 29. She seems to be tan all year long too.

The day arrived, she had made it to my house all in one piece. Max meet her at the door and I could see him looking her over. The idea was in my head as well as his I bet. I told her to just put her things in the guest room and sit down for dinner. We discussed her new living conditions. She said “I think I’ll just relive my college years and get an apartment.” I liked that idea, it would be good for her to live on her own.

Afterwards, Max cleared the table and I told her that we were going out. She asked “I just got into town, where are we going sis?” I told her “We’re going out. You and I are going to have a good time no matter what.” She liked that idea, she sikiş izle quickly went into the guest room and then came out in a very alluring short black sundress and very attractive high heels. Those must have been new, I don’t ever recall her wearing such kind of shoes. I was hoping that it was the sign of a new Ashley.

We went and then came back to the house about three hours later. We both were quite drunk, but I still felt that I had control of myself. When we had gotten into the house and sat on the living room couch, a bit giggly. Max came into the room saying “Mom, there’s a phone call for you.” I left to answer it, and when I came back I told Ashley that a friend of my was coming over. She asked “A friend…really? At 1:30 in the morning? I hope it’s a guy.” I said “Oh yes and he’s amazing. Her eyes lit up.

So I then ask her to play a game. She agrees to, so I blindfold her and spin her around and tell her to touch her nose. Just some simple DWI roadside tests, nothing to weird. Just at that time the front brazzers doorbell rings, I tell her “Stay here with the blindfold on.

I pretend to open the door, but my “friend” is really Max. He walks up to her, I could barely contain myself from laughing and gentle kisses her on the lips. “MMM nice” she says. He walks behind her and pulls the straps of her dress off her shoulders and the dress falls to the floor. She stands there exposed in just a tight black thong. She had the most beautiful camel toe. She must have continued her running after college, her belly was still so very tight.

Max begins to kiss her shoulders and worked his way down to her heart shaped ass. He lowered her thong letting her to stand totally nude in my living room.

He stands there behind her, then suddenly, she turns facing him and begins to kiss his chest. I could see the erection forming. Max was enjoying this for sure. Ashley began to kneel and continued to kiss him on the way down. On her knees, she undid fake taxi porno his jeans and lowers them with his underwear. Grabbing his cock, “Oh my god your big” she says. “He is isn’t he” I replied. With that, she took him into her mouth and began to suck his cock like a madwoman. I was getting so turned on by what I was seeing.

After a little bit, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and stood her up, then bending her over the back of the couch, with his hard cock he enters her sweet pussy. She let out a loud moan, like it was her first time having sex. I began to rub my pussy and it only lasted a few moments till she told him “I want you to cum all over my face!” Wow, I never heard Ashley talk like that before in my life. She must have been holding up her sexual urges for a while.

Shortly afterwards, he let out a great moan saying ” Oh god, here it comes!” Ashley pulled off him and still being blindfolded, turned to face his erupting cock. Oh god, he did cum alright. Thick and juicy, mmm lovely amount too.

Max quickly sneaked off to his bedroom, and I told Ashley that me “friend” had to leave suddenly. I made the excuse that he was a doctor. She bought it.

She thanked me for dinner and that great “dessert”. I laughed and said that she was welcome.

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Bobby put down his professor’s lecture notes, distracted by the squeaking of his mother’s bed. Even six months after the wedding he couldn’t get used to another man taking his father’s place in there. It didn’t help that Sarah and this Ricardo were such sexual soulmates; the way that man slid his olive-tinged hands over her at breakfast was obscene.

Not that Bobby could claim the moral high ground; not long before his father left for good, Bobby had drilled a hole in his closet wall that backed up to the master bedroom. This had taken care of his sex education needs, but it also made him as jealously familiar with his mother’s lush body as anyone short of a lover could be. Now whenever he watched his mother feed Ricardo one of her dusky-tipped nipples and lower her parted thighs onto his cock, Bobby would stroke and soak his stash of towels, lust mixing with envy of the handsome brazzers older man.

He sighed, turning on his stereo to help him focus on his studies. It wouldn’t be so bad, he mused, if his mother’s freelance writing paid well enough for him to have a car. Then at least he could go out with some of his college classmates in the evenings.

Some months later, when the bedroom activity had slowed down (but not lost any intensity), Ricardo left for a business trip. Sarah came home that evening carrying a box in a plain paper bag, a package Bobby recognized as the cover for the adult videotapes she had taken to renting when his father first left. She commented during dinner that he seemed distracted, but Bobby mumbled something about midterms and that seemed to satisfy her.

After dinner, when his mother went to her bedroom, Bobby went to his room and stripped down to take his position in the closet. Soon enough she appeared wearing bra and panties, and sat on the end of the bed holding the TV remote. Something was different, though. It took Bobby a few minutes to realize the TV set was in a different place, so his mother was now facing him.

Sarah spread her legs and slipped one hand into the waistband of her panties in a well-practiced motion. Bobby’s hand matched that motion, and both of their hands slid up and down as he listened cuckold porno to the moans and mumbles coming indistinctly from the tape. It must have been a hot one because Sarah squirmed, her face and chest flushed and her knuckles visible through her panties. She shook her head then reached up and unfastened her bra, tossing it to one side. Her nipples were already swollen and dark, and Bobby watched in rapt arousal as his mother pinched and tugged at them, shaking her head from one side to the other until she locked her legs together, moaned loudly, and fell back on the bed shuddering in an obvious orgasm. The sight was too erotic for Bobby to control himself, and he came at the same time, pumping until he collapsed back into the chair.

As he caught his breath, a dry, accented voice came from behind him. “Smells like teen spirit to me!”

Bobby, mindful that his mother was just the other side of the wall, suppressed a scream of surprise as he jumped up from his chair and whirled around, his cock flopping stickily against his leg. His stepfather stood in the closet doorway with an appraising look. “I think we’re overdue for one of those father-son chats, don’t you agree?” Ricardo leaned against the doorframe and continued, “Especially since I discovered that nicely-concealed hole in the wall.”

Bobby started czech porno to protest but his stepfather waved him to silence. “I feel we can be adults about this, yes? Your mother, as you have obviously seen, is a very sexual woman.” Ricardo licked his lips while Bobby squirmed, feeling his cock rise at recalled images. “Very sexual. And while we do very well in that department, there are some things she wants… but I’m getting ahead of myself.”

The older man gestured to the chair. “Sit, sit… if I remember this tape, things should be very interesting in there by now.” Bobby slowly took his chair again, acutely aware of his stepfather’s eyes on him. When he looked into the bedroom, his mother was lying at the end of the bed, her legs spread fully wide as she sliced four fingers urgently in and out of her pussy. The puffy flesh of her inner thighs glistened with her juices. Bobby’s cock rose as he watched his mother’s passion; company or not he had to start stroking. Ricardo slid his long fingers over Bobby’s shoulders, and murmured into his ears, “Go on… you want to… SHE wants you to…”

The soft voice in his ears, the fingers sliding down his chest, his mother’s voice mewling through the wall in raw need, all brought Bobby over the edge faster and harder than before. He spurted up into the air, past his chest, even up to his chin. Ricardo reached around and massaged the sticky globs into Bobby’s rudimentary nipples, his hands strong but gentle. Shivers ran down Bobby’s back as his stepfather murmured, “You know, they say the family that plays together stays together…”

/ END /

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Laura crushed her 19-year-old slacker son’s balls in her calves,wrapping her lithe lower legs around them and squeezing. He dared give her lip one afternoon so she tossed him to the kitchen floor, sat on his belly, tore his pants off, pulled up his cock and ball package, straightened her legs and scissored it in her muscular, tanned calf flesh.

“You don’t mouth off to me, son, you got that?” she screamed, crossing her ankles and squeezing so hard his balls went shiny and blue, his tiny prick flattened.

“Goddam, you got one puny prick, you know that? I hate you for that, you toad! If you had a cock worth anything, I might be using it instead of doing THIS!”

She really bore down on his nuts now,enjoying the boy howling at her back, head lolling from side to side in complete agony. She reached down and pulled at his tiny cock trying to get him hard.

“This it? This all you have for Mommy’s calves?” she said bitterly. “Loser.”

She wore khaki shorts that exposed her middle-aged legs; for 51, Laura was built, hard and lean, leggy and lovely. And she loved using those legs at times like this. She squeezed hard and looked at her feet, grimy and dirty from walking around the house barefoot. She smiled and let go of his tiny prick.

“OK, no more ballbusting…for now!” she said, rolling her calves off his ‘nads and twisting around to face him. “Time to clean Mommy’s dirty feet!”

She porno rammed the hard soles into his face and he screamed.

“Mom, please….my balls are killing me…don’t do this…please, your feet fucking reek!” the boy yelped.

“Don’t you DARE swear at me, boy!” Laura bellowed.

She pummeled his face with her feet,slapping him senseless before prying his mouth open with one foot and inserting her grimy toes of the other inside. He had no choice; as tears ran down his face and his hands cupped the muscular calf of that leg, her son bathed his mother’s sweaty, dirty toes with his tongue,swabbing them clean.

“Suck ’em like cocks, you little fucking homo,” she growled, glaring down at him now, curling her toes to ram them deep into his crying face. “I think you like sucking cock anyway, dontcha, ya little faggot son of mine!”

The boy moaned and too to sucking each one of his mom’s toes like little pricks, his tongue scouring the bitter grime between them. Laura groaned and switched feet, and when that was clean, rubbed her dirty soles all over his nose and face, making him lick those clean as well.

“Should be ripe as hell after being in shoes and socks down at work all day, plus walking around here barefoot,” she laughed. “You do a good job, you just might go to bed tonight with your balls intact.”

But she knew better. When she was satisfied with the cleaning, she anime porno stood up and leaned her son against the kitchen counter, pressing a hard thigh into his crotch, cooing at him.

“Feel nice, Mommy’s thigh on your cock and balls, huh?” she growled, pumping it until she felt him get hard despite the tears streaming down his face. “You like Mommy’s big, nasty thigh on your cock?”

“No, Mommy, it’s sick, sick, sick!” the teenager screamed in his mother’s face angrily.

“Then I guess you won’t like this, either!”

Laura hauled back and rammed her thigh as hard into his nuts as she could, the boy screaming in agony and collapsing on her shoulder as she stood close to him, jamming that thigh up his nuts again and again, trying to ram them back inside his body. She held him up in her arms now and pulled back that leg to smash into his groin again, the plank-hard thigh squashing his nuts flat. She did it two, three, four times until he was nearly out and on the last time, used the point of her bony knee to really barrel that lean leg into his nuts, feeling the mush of them mold around her punishing knee. She finally stopped, and he rolled to the floor, screaming in pain, his hands over his groin. Laura walked around him, taking shots with her feet where she saw an opening, slapping his hands away and pounding his punished balls with her soles and toes.

“Fucking arap porno loser…” she growled, kicking him, walking around and kicking him some more. “You’re losing those nuts tonight, son of mine!”

“No, Mommy, please!” he screamed in high-pitched tone. “Not again!”

“They’ll come back, they always do, and they better,” she hissed, pulling him up to sit on a kitchen stool after pulling his pants and shorts off. “Sometimes I think I should cut the fucking things off, but I’d rather do THIS!”

The boy sat in the kitchen stool, unable to fight as wrapped him in a reverse headlock, his mouth at her sweaty armpit, and swept one leg up, slamming that foot down onto his balls which rested against the stool seat. She ground down cruelly and brutally hard, her teeth clenched in concentration as the boy’s screams vibrated into her armpit.

“Almost…..almost…there…here …. It…COMES!!!” Laura yelled.

There were two discernible popping sounds as each of his balls exploding under the crush of her foot as she twisted it, her muscular calf bulging at the task. She felt the meat of his balls flatten under her heel and she came in her pants, shuddering her way through the orgasm as she continued to twist her foot and grind his balls to nothingness.

She let go the headlock and foot smash and the boy slumped to the floor, screaming in agony, writhing convulsively as he held his shattered nuts. Laura laughed and got him an ice pack, tossing it onto his crotch, which hurt him even more.

“Heal those fucking thing and do it quickly,” she growled, sitting down to watch TV. “Mommy just loves busting her little boy’s balls!”

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Working at the store was a lot of fun for me. I was making good money; I had made new friends, but most importantly, felt that I was making a contribution. My family had always looked at me as the black sheep of the family. I still recall those conversations that I used to have with dad:

“David,” Dad would grunt, “When in the world are you going to get your act together”

“Dad, I am doing better than my best ok, would you just lay off”

This was mom’s cue to come to my rescue and say, “John, lay off the kid. He is just 15 and doing what he can.”

“Oh Marge,” Dad would say, ‘one day you this kid is going this kid is going to screw us all around, mark my words.”

Mom always stood by me, even in the times when she shouldn’t have. She was the sweetest woman I have ever known, and will remain the one that I will ever know. But Dad, well he was a piece of work. Well, the rebel in me never wanted to take stuff lying down. I wasn’t shy to stand up to my dad and give him a piece of my mind. However, I always remembered, that he was bigger and stronger than I was and I should stay at least an arm length away.

Then came that eventful evening that that forever changed our lives. I was 20 years old with no direction to what I wanted to do in my life. I had dropped out of school a few years ago and was doing drugs and all kinds of stuff out on the streets with the boys. Stealing and mugging was an every day occurrence, though honestly, I tried to do it as a means of last resort. Of course, I do not think that “borrowing” money from Dad with no intention of repaying or returning him the money was stealing, besides the jerk deserved to give me some money.

I got home around 1.00 am and unlocked the back door and made my way into the house. I didn’t want to wake anyone up, so I decided to make my way up to my room. As I climbed the first stair, I had voices come out of my parent’s bedroom. I retraced my steps and looked the length of the hallway. I noticed the light in their bedroom as it peeked through a crack in the open door. I slowly tiptoed towards the bedroom. As I got closer, I could hear moans and I knew immediately what those sounds were. For a quick second I felt disgusted.

“Ugh, yuck, mom and dad are fucking,” I thought. “How disgusting is that?” But something made me walk towards their door. Maybe I just wanted to see them.

I eased myself over even more quietly, making sure that the floorboards didn’t creak under my feet. Through the door, I could see some of the room, but not the bed. I got a little closer to the crack this time and what I saw almost made me faint. I definitely could hear sexual moans from the room, but Dad was sitting on his chair in the bedroom, with a bottle of beer in his right hand, his fat belly hanging in front of him and his pants down to his ankles. His left fist was wrapped around his cock and he was rubbing his erect cock up and down. Gosh he looked disgusting seated there, but I couldn’t take my eyes of his cock. It was huge, almost too huge to comprehend.

“The bastard outdid me again,” I thought, “he game me a 6 inch cock and kept the 10 inch one for his own.”

I was frozen there, watching him. Then I thought to myself, “If he is not in bed, then who is?” There was no way I could see the bed which was behind the door, unless I opened it wide and I had no intention of being killed that day.

To my luck there was a dresser just behind dad and the angle was perfect. I froze in excitement and amazement when I saw the reflection in the mirror.

My mom was on her fours completely naked. I could see her face, flush with excitement as she tilted her head back. This person who knelt behind her on the bed was pulling her hair. He was obviously doing her doggie style, but I didn’t know who it was. I bent down to get a better look at the face and I almost fell into the room with shock. Here was Blake, our neighbor boy, and same age as me, riding my mother from the behind. I could hear no sounds. I just watched.

Nothing made sense for a few minutes and then I heard my dad voice say, “Go on Blake, give it to her good, you know she likes it”

“Oh yes… oh yes… I know she loves it, ” Blake said between hurried gasps, “Oh, Marge, you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen… but oh… oh… my cock feels so good in your pussy… I want so… much… to come inside of you…oh yea… Oh yea…”

Then I heard my mom say,”Oh yea, fuck me… harder baby, harder… oh you feel so good… fill me up… oh gosh, I so need you inside of me…that young cock of yours sure feels so good to ride!”

I retraced a couple of steps back and stood against the wall. I realized that I was suddenly beginning to breathe a lot harder than I was a few minutes ago. I had this immense swelling in my pants and my hard on was screaming to get out of my pants.

It couldn’t wait any longer, and I couldn’t hear any more. I rushed up to my bedroom, tore off my clothes, threw myself into bed and clasped my sex izle cock in my hand. I could feel it throb. The head of my cock was all wet and slick with precum. I closed my eyes and all I saw was a vision of my mom, smiling at me and saying, “Oh yes David, yes…fuck me… I love you… Fuck me harder… Fill me…fill me completely with your cock… fuck me…”

“Oooh… Fuck mom… gosh, I am so c…oming right now…” I said to myself and out spurted a load of hot white glistening cum all over me.

“O boy,” I said to myself, “I have never cum like this before!”

Somewhere in that pleasurable passion and wetness of myself, I fell asleep, dreaming of my mom in ways a son should not do.

The next day when I woke up, I wondered if it was all a dream. Then I looked down at myself and realized that at least some of it wasn’t, but I wanted to make sure about the other part.

I didn’t wait too long to find out more. The next incident happened within two days. But those two days were the longest days of my life. For those two days, I watched mom in different ways than I have ever watched her before. I spent more time at home than I did with my friends, which puzzled her and she looked at me quizzically the first night.

“Aren’t you going out with your friends tonight?”

“No, I thought I’d stay at home”

“Oh really? Wow, that’s a nice change,” she smiled.

Her smile was all different now. I was beginning to notice her body under her clothes a lot more than I ever did before. Tonight she wore shorts and loose fitting cotton shirt. I had never noticed how beautiful she looked. Her hair was tied in a tight ponytail. Her dyed blonde hair with streaks of dark hair peeking between them. Her teeth were perfectly shaped and glistened against the light whenever she smiled just like those ads on TV. I could almost see her perfectly shaped breasts through her cotton shirt. She was 39, and in the prime of her sexuality. Dad was 45 and as far as I was concerned a push away from his grave with his drinking and stuff.

She stopped moving around the kitchen and looked at me, “David, are you okay? You seem kinda distracted!”

“Nah, I am okay mom, just got kinda things on my mind”

She put down her kitchen towel, came to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat next to me.

“Okay, what’s on your mind, tell me about it”

“Oh, not much mom, just the usual stuff!” I protested weakly.

“There is nothing usual about stuff if it’s on your mind. Go on David, tell me,” she said as she put her left hand on my right thigh.

I twitched. Her touch almost seems to burn through me. I couldn’t bear to look up at her, but she said, “David, look at me, tell me what is bothering you!”

“Mom, it isn’t much, just stuff. Nothing that I can’t handle.”

“David, is it about Dad, are you mad or upset with him about something?” she asked lovingly. To avoid further questioning and stop her from getting any closer to the bulge that was beginning to grow in my shorts I said, “Yea, kinda!”

She leaned over and kissed me on the forehead giving me a perfect view of the beautiful curves of her breast. She then stood up and said “David, give me a hug!” as she extend her arms out to me.

I stood up and hugged her, not as a mom, but as a woman. I could feel every part of her body on mine. I felt her breasts against me, her stomach against me, even her pussy and her legs against me.

I immediately realized that if I felt all of her, then she surely could feel my bulging cock against her pussy. She slid her arms down my back and pulled me closer.

“O God,” I thought,” I am about to come”

“David, Dad is going to his brothers this weekend, maybe we can talk some more about this and what you want to do with your life” she whispered in to my ear.

“Sure mom, that would be great,” I added, still holding her tight. We must have hugged for sometime, but it felt so good that I didn’t want to let go. Then she pushed away from me and kissed me tenderly on my lips and said, “I think you need to go upstairs and take care of yourself.” She then looked down at my shorts and the bulge and said “I mean, that!” Then she turned away and went back to her chores with a little laugh.

Dad was gone Friday afternoon when I was out buying groceries for mom. I hadn’t left the house for anything but to help mom with groceries the last three days. It was stifling. I dreamt of mom every time I shut my eyes. I had masturbated like crazy and fortunately that was the only thing that kept me sane.

That afternoon we didn’t say much to each other about the chat we had a couple of nights ago. We talked about stuff which we had never talked before. I finally was beginning to get to know my mother.

We had dinner and I asked mom if I could smoke in the dining room. She said, “Sure, and light me one too. It has been an eternity since I have not had a cigarette.”

I was so glad she asked me that, it almost felt like an icebreaker. alt yazılı porno I lit two cigarettes in my mouth and handed her one, and she came and sat next to me on the love seat in the family room. We smoked in silence and just listened to the sounds of the highway which was a mile away from the house. The traffic seemed light on the highway, but my emotions were running wild. I needed to start off a conversation and soon, but I didn’t know how.

“Mom, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Sure David,” she smiled and looked at me. “Well mom, you know dad and I…”

Before I could complete what I was about to say she said, “David, Dad and you won’t have to deal with each other anymore. He has left for good today.”

“Yes, Yes, Yes!” I pumped my fist, “Gosh, I thought it would never happen!”

“You hated your father that much huh?” she asked, “I just didn’t know how to end it for the longest time, but recently a few things happened which made me think about what I was doing, and I needed him out of my life.”

“What kind of things mom” I asked with genuine concern.

“David, ” she said as she brought her right hand up and caressed my cheek, “If you could see me in the mirror, remember, I could see you too.”

My jaw almost fell off. I was shocked to know that she did see me. I looked at her and she had a smile on her face, “David, that’s why I had to end it with your dad. He wanted me to ‘service’ younger men for money. He has beaten me a few times when I refused.” She seemed sad as she continued, “I begged him, I pleaded with him, but it was of no avail. He even threatened to kill you if I did not go along with him.”

She got off the love seat and walked around with the cigarette in her hand. “That night when you saw me and Blake, was the last time I was going to do it. Then I told him that he either leave or I will work something out for him.”

I looked at mom as stopped pacing and looked at me,” I am sorry honey, I didn’t mean for it to happen, but if I was not going to do it, he promised he would harm you.” Mom burst our crying.

I got off the love seat and went up to her and gathered her in my arms. “Don’t cry mom, its all over now, ” I said as her gently patted her on her back, “what matters is that we are together now and he isn’t anywhere around.”

“Yes,” mom said, “that is true, just the two of us.” Then she kissed me tenderly once again on my lips. She leaned back and looked at my face and then kissed me again. This time her lips didn’t leave my lips, rather her hands went behind my back and she pulled me towards her. My hands were moving up and down her back and the sexual tension was beginning to build up in my balls once again.

“Oh gosh mom, ” I said, “You are the most beautiful and loving woman I have ever known.” She smiled and we kissed again. This time our mouths were open and our tongues entwined with each other passionately.

“David,” mom said tenderly, “I don’t know if it’s right or wrong. I don’t know if loving your son is incest, or morally incorrect. But I know one thing for sure, I have never loved and will never love anyone more than I love you right now.”

We stood there and kissed some more. The she stood back and said, “Let us go up to your room.” Taking my hand she led me up the stairs. As she walked in front of me, I could feel the warmth of her lips still on mine. My legs almost felt like jelly, yet I stumbled my way up to my room.

We didn’t need to close the door anymore. This was going to be the best evening of my life and there was nothing to be ashamed of. Once inside the room, she put off the cigarette in the ashtray and asked me for mine.

“David, undress me please.”

I walked towards her and slowly undid the shirt that she was wearing, one button at a time. Then I slid it off her shoulders, but they caught on to her nipples on the way down. She slowly slid aside the shirt with her fingers and for the first time, I saw my mothers breasts, the one’s I sucked on as a baby. They were absolutely perfect. They weren’t sagging, but stood there tight and rounded. Her nipples were nice and pink, but darker than her skin. I placed my hands under her breasts and put my thumbs on her nipples.

“Umm, that feels so good honey,” she said as her eyes closed in pleasure, “You just tell me what you want, and mommy will be glad to do it for you.” I then clasped her shorts along with her panties and slid them down to her knees.

As she worked her legs to get her shorts and panties off her, she undid my shirt. “Wow, you have grown to be quite the man. I like that six pack on you, bet you must be working out somewhere,” she laughed like an innocent teenager would.

She then grabbed my drawstring and undid my shorts and pushed them below my knees. My cock immediately stood at attention to mom and she said “Gosh, here’s David..”. She took hold of my cock in her right hand, and I could feel the precum oozing from my head.

We altyazılı sex izle both stood naked in my room now. I saw mom completely naked for the first time in my life. She was a very beautiful woman. She had perfect breasts, a great figure. She didn’t have too much of fat on her and her body was almost athletic. Her butt was the best, she had a nice rounded butt to go with the rest of her body. On her thigh, she had a little tattoo of a flower and it said the words “Love” under it.

Mom took my hand and we walked over to my bed. She sat down at the side of the bed and bent down and took my cock into her mouth.

“O gosh mom, ” I moaned, ” suck me good, suck me… Oh, that feels so good”

She looked up at me and smiled and continued running her lips up and down the shaft of my cock. I knew I wasn’t as big as my dad was, but Mom was making me feel like a size ten I put my fingers through her hair and my hands moved along with her head as moved her lips back and forth over me. Her fingers ticked my balls as she got me hard and ready.

“Honey, I am horny as hell. I want you to fuck me like you have never fucked anyone before,” she said as she swung her legs over the side of the bed. I noticed that she was clean- and her pussy was nice and pink. She had a pretty large clit which was hard with anticipation right now. “David, don’t just look, do something with it, ” said mom as she pulled me down and putting her hand on my head guided me between her thighs.

The smell of her pussy was so intoxicating. I could see the tiny drops of vaginal cum on the lips of her pussy and I proceeded to first lick them. Licking the sides of her pussy gave her immense pleasure.

“Oh gosh David, yes honey… Hmmm, that feels so good… suck me.. lick me.. hmmm… ohhh yea baby… ”

“Oh gosh mom, your pussy smells and tastes so good… Gosh… I so love sucking and licking you…”

“It’s your love canal baby… ohhhh gosh yes, that’s where you came into the world from… oh baby… lick it… “

I then proceeded to softly take her clit between my lips and slowly tickle it with my tongue. My mom moaned loudly, “Oh yessss baby, don’t stop… I love when you do that…please please don’t stop”

Mom was beginning to thrust her hips towards my face now and I knew she was almost ready for me. My cock was hard as a rod of steel and ready to pleasure the birth canal from which I came. I climbed on to the bed, while mom put her hands next to my hips.

“Fuck me baby, fuck your mommy good,” she moaned and writhed, “Your mommy wants you to fill her up with your cum so much…oh baby… fuck me.”

I rolled my cock all around her pussy lips which brought more moans out of her. “Don’t tease your mom, you mother fucker… just fuck me.” I slowly inserted my cock inside her and I felt the warmth of a pussy I have never felt before. She raised her legs and put them around me and grabbed me. I began kissing her and squeezing her tits. “God mom, my cock feels so good inside you, and your tits feel so good in my hands… your nipples.. ummmm, so love sucking them.”

Her nails dug into my back and between kissing her and sucking on her tits, my lips were turning dry from all the sexual excitement. She wet her tongue and licked my lips, bringing much needed moisture to them.

We made love with me on top of her for a bit, and then she said, “Fuck me doggie style David… put your cock into me from behind.” She then knelt down with her beautiful butt sticking out in front of me and I crawled a couple of steps closer to her.

She then grabbed hold of my cock and guided it into her ever wet pussy.

“Oh baby, fuck me like a bitch, fuck your mother like a dog… make me want more.. make me cum for you… ohh yesss.. fuck fuck fuck me..!”

Hearing her vocal assertion and feeling her pussy grab on to my cock like a vice, I said, “Mom, I am so ready to come… oh gosh… I am so ready…”

“Me too, honey, me too… any time you are…”

“Ohhhh mom… here I am… Oh yesss ohh goshhhhh…” saying that I let out a load of cum into my mom.

Mom started bucking violently and her fingers were digging into bed. “Oh yes baby… gosh… oooooooo yesssss, me too darling, me too!”

We were both sweaty and spent when we were done. I lay by her side and looked into her eyes.

“Mom, that was beautiful!”

“No honey, you were beautiful, and we are going to have many more beautiful times like this, aren’t we?”

“You bet mom, always and forever.”

Since then, I have changed my life around. I gave up drugs and cleaned up my life. I found myself a job and now, I work at this department store and earn enough money to keep the bills paid and to keep us both happy. I date occasionally and have sex often with other women, but I have never brought any of them home. My mom has been my friend, my lover, my everything.

But I have a feeling its going some place else soon, ’cause just tonight when I got back home from a date of mine, she was seated at the dining table, smoking a cigarette. She looked at me come in and she got up and came over to me. She kissed me passionately as she does every evening now. She then walked over to the dining table and said “Honey, how was the date with Janice?”

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Chapter 8 – “Do You Have a Favorite Incestuously Erotic Story About Me?”

“Do I have a favorite story about you? Yes, I do,” he said without even having to think. “Only, I’m embarrassed to admit it,” said Jason removing his hand from his mother’s knee, while so wanting to tell her about the brand new story that he had just imagined.

“Go on, tell me, Jason. I’m curious to know, especially after I confessed which one of your stories is my favorite. Tell me which story is your favorite. We’re both mature enough and close enough that we can discuss anything and everything, even sex. Don’t be embarrassed. We’ve already openly discussed so much already,” she said patting his knee. “Instead of thinking of us as mother and son, think more about us as a man and a woman, Elizabeth and Jason.”

When she said, ‘instead of thinking of us as a mother and son, think more about us as a man and a woman,’ Jason wanted to push his mother down on the bed and mount her, while kissing her. Imagining stripping off her clothes, just once he’d love to know what it would feel like to fuck his mother.

“Well, to be honest, Elizabeth…” said Jason standing on the pretense of stretching.

Nonchalantly, he walked in front of his mother to see if he could see her panties in an up skirt view. Surprisingly, her skirt was short enough, raised up high enough, and her knees were parted open enough that he had a clear view of his mother’s inner, shapely, creamy thighs and her bright, white panty. Even when her knees were tightly pressed together, she was a woman with the type of body that, when she sat in a short skirt, there was a triangular opening above her thigh that exposed her panty. Countless times he spied his mother’s panties, when she sat wearing a short skirt, Whenever she was sitting in the living room or outside entertaining, he watched the eyes of the other men go directly to her crotch, knowing they were enjoying the same view of his mother’s panties that he so enjoyed seeing and that he was enjoying now.

He always wondered if she knew she was flashing her panties. How could she not know? How could she be so oblivious to men’s leering looks and stares? How exciting would that be, if she had been flashing them on purpose? How exciting that would be, if she had been flashing him on purpose?

Not wanting her to catch him looking, he stood porno izle far enough back that he could see all of her body, along with her big breasts and pretty face, at a glance, and not just her panty. Forcing himself to look away, he made eye contact with his mother, before losing his mind in the impression her pussy mound made in her panty and the impressions her nipples made in her blouse. Only, too late, with his mind running away with his imagination of seeing her naked, she caught him staring at both her panties and nipples. Now keenly aware of her son’s antics, she scolded him for looking.

“Jason, you horny Devil,” she said closing her knees, pulling down her short skirt, crossing her legs, folding her arms across her breasts, and turning a bright red. “Were you just looking at my panty and the impressions my nipples are making through my blouse and bra? Was Mommy inadvertently flashing you bits and pieces of her body?”

“Sorry, Mom. I couldn’t help myself from looking. It’s a habit,” he said turning red. “When I saw your nipples make their appearance, especially after you read all of my stories, I became sexually aroused. Then, when I saw that your panties were exposed, too, I’m only human,” he said with an unapologetic shrug.

“It’s okay. I understand, Jason. You’re at that age, where your hormones are controlling your brain,” she said with a warm smile.

“Just as you said, you’re a woman first and my mother second, well, I’m a man first and your son second,” said Jason sitting next to his mother again, but not close enough to bunch up and raised her skirt again. “Looking at you is how I get the fodder and the inspiration for a new story,” he said, while thinking about his new story and about his mother giving him and his three horny, friends forced blowjobs, while they fondled her big tits and fingered her hard nipples.

“Can you really see the impressions my nipples make through my bra and blouse,” she said unfolding her arms to pull her blouse tight, while looking down at herself. If her nipples weren’t obvious before, they were definitely more obvious now. “Oh my, you can. I’m so very embarrassed,” she said, only this time, as if she was teasing him, without turning red this time.

“Sorry, Mom. I can’t help but look, when you’re showing. You’re so beautiful,” he said forcing himself to look away from the impressions of amatör porno her nipples.

If he was sitting there with another woman, other than his mother, this is when he would have leaned in to kiss her. In the way she was returning his look, if she was sitting there with anyone but her son, no doubt, this is when she would have returned his kiss, he imagined thinking and hoping.

“Focus Jason, focus,” she said folding her arms across her breasts again, when he was staring down her blouse. “We were discussing which story is your favorite,” she said with a sexy laugh.

No doubt, a sucker for the compliments and the attention that he was paying her, he had no idea how easy it was to seduce his mother. Now he understood how those three men she dated on that dating sight got so lucky so soon. Apparently, all they had to do was to compliment her and they’d have her in bed naked.

“Oh, gees, sorry Mom. Favorite story? I don’t know. There are so many,” said Jason suddenly not only feeling uncomfortable that he was caught staring between his mother’s legs at her panties but also that he was caught again, this time staring down her blouse at her cleavage and bra.

Already so sexually aroused by their topic of discussion and by his mother inadvertently flashing him her panties and the impressions of her nipples, his mind reeled with passages he had written in his stories about having sex with her. How could he possibly pick just one story about having sex with his mother, when all of his stories about having sex with his mother were his favorite stories? Instead of being relegated to write incestuous stories about having sex with his mother, he’d give anything to have sex with his mother. Only, just as he knew all his stories were fiction, he knew he’d never have sex with his mother. Forget about having sex with her, he knew he’d never even see her naked.

“It’s alright, Jason. You can tell me,” she said patting her son’s thigh, before lightly rubbing it, and then leaving her hand there, in the way that he had left his hand, when patting her knee. With her hand just a mere few inches from the bulge his cock suddenly made in his jeans, he wished his mother would move her hand higher and touch him deeper. He wished his mother would touch and fondle his cock through his jeans, so that he could touch and fondle her breasts through anal porno her blouse and bra. Cock for tit, as his invitation to touch and feel her, he so wished his mother would touch and feel him first.

“Actually, if I had to pick a favorite story, Mother,” he said looking at her bright, green eyes, “it’s always my latest story. The fact that I’m not able to finish this story is so frustrating. I don’t know why, but this new story is as elusive as it is so very exciting to me to write. What gets in my way is…”

“Yes? What gets in your way of you finishing your Nude Day story, Jason?” A mother’s touch, encouraging him to speak, she gently rubbed his thigh in the way that he imagined her stroking his cock.

“What gets in the way of me finishing my Nude Day story,” he said looking down at her breast, before looking back up at her eyes, “is wondering what you look like naked. I’m having a difficult time imagining the image of you without your clothes.”

“I see,” said Elizabeth looking from her son to look down at the floor, while biting her lip. “Honestly, Jason,” she said pausing for a long moment. “I’m sorry, but I can’t help you with that. That’s just a bridge we can’t cross,” she said almost in a whisper, while slowly shaking her head from side to side. “It would be immorally wrong for you, my son, to see me, your mother, naked. It’s one thing for me to inadvertently flash you my panties and for you to see the impressions that my nipples make through my blouse and bra, but I’m be so very embarrassed to be so nakedly exposed to you without my clothes.”

Even though his Mom was saying no to removing her clothes, her body language was saying yes. Just by the way she constantly touched her hair and how she fluttered her eyelashes and bit her lip, whenever he complimented her or when she revealed something so very personal to him, he could tell that she was thinking about posing naked for him. Needing to think of a plan, needing to come up with a way how she’d comfortably remove her clothes without her thinking that it was incest and that they were crossing the incestuous line, it was up to him to convince her why she should remove her clothes.

If he could come up with a convincing enough argument, chances were good that he could get her naked. Maybe, along with a few compliments and his confessed need for some motherly comfort and affection, all it would take is a bit of alcohol and a valid reason why she should allow him to see her naked. Not knowing what else to say to get her naked, all he could do was to say what he felt. With that in mind, what he said was this…

To be continued…

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Chapter 13 – Mother and son go shopping for wild party

“Thank you Barbie, I’m sure we will. So we will go; but there is one problem.”

“Problem? What is the problem?”

“What if we see someone we know; someone that knows us?”

“Oh, I can see where that could be a problem. Maybe we shouldn’t go Jay; we can stay here and watch the ball drop on TV.”

“No, I want to go, I want you to go. We shouldn’t have to always be afraid of going out in public together.”

“But Jay, how can we go out without someone discovering our secret?”

“Well, I was thinking, you are pretty good at keeping secrets hidden; you kept your true attitude about sex a secret all these years. I was thinking if we put our heads together we could come up with something that would allow us to go out and have fun and not raise suspicions about our previous relationship.”

“I don’t know Jay, sounds risky to me.”

“I have an idea of how we can pull it off.”

“Jay, what are you thinking?”

“I’m thinking we need to go shopping. Can you leave work early tomorrow?”

“Yes; the office closes early on New Year’s Eve. You still didn’t tell me your idea.”

“I will pick you up at work, you will find out tomorrow.”

Jay said good night, he would pick Barbie up at 1:00pm the next day.

Barbie was excited to go shopping with Jay; she was curious what he might pick out for her to wear, especially since he described the party attire for women as scandalous and provocative. The rich men preferred she only dress to compliment them; but Jay wanted her to dress risqué for herself as well as for him, she wondered what would be Jay’s preferences?

She hardly slept looking forward to spending the afternoon with Jay, wondering how he planned on disguising her so she would not be recognized as his mom; then after shopping there was the party later that evening. She and Sam had been to a few New Year’s Eve parties but the dress-code was formal, and even though some women combined formal with sexy their outfits were not necessarily provocative. Barbara had worn an evening gown with the most revealing attribute being a long slit in the side and the top low in front showing quite a bit of cleavage. Back then she would have considered that risqué for being in public; but the way Jay described this event she felt that would be too conservative for the club New Year’s Eve party.

She wore a purple button blouse with a black skirt-suit to work along with four-inch purple pumps, she did wear a sexy black lace bra since she would be at work but she could get away with not wearing panties. She had not owned a pair of panty-hose since she and Sam separated, it was either thigh highs or stockings with a garter belt; today it was black tight-weave fishnet thigh highs. Just before the office closed she went to the ladies room and removed her bra, keeping the blouse buttoned at somewhat of an acceptable level for work until Jay picked her up. Barbie almost wished she had worn panties due to her pussy staying moist the entire morning at work; she was aroused by thoughts of the party and shopping with Jay.

Jay was there promptly at 1:00pm, Barbie’s coworkers were at the window hoping to get a glimpse of the reason Barbie had been so excited this morning. They were disappointed to see the man she met outside was just her son; they would be shocked if they knew Jay was the one responsible for her new passion for life.

In Jay’s truck were two bags, one for Jay and one for Barbie; he had taken the liberty to go by her apartment and get her a pair of jeans and sweater as well as her travel bag where she kept toiletries and cosmetics ready to go out of town. He explained he had researched businesses in the city where the club was located that provided the best opportunity to find what he had in mind for Barbie to wear; they would not be coming back home before the party.

Initially she felt he had not brought enough clothes for her, but they were going shopping for the party outfit; what she was wearing would be fine for this afternoon. All she might need the jeans and sweater for was to wear home tomorrow. She was proud that not only could Jay look after himself, he had also made sure she had everything she needed.

Their destination was two hours away, and once Barbie felt they were safely out of town she slid over next to Jay. She unfastened two buttons on her blouse opening the front exposing all of her deep cleavage as well as half of her breasts; she would leave her top this way the remainder of the afternoon.

The first stop was a store in a mall that carried fashionable women’s clothing; her short skirt and unbuttoned blouse drew quite a bit of attention from the men in the mall. Jay bought her two nice ‘little black dresses’ and matching black sandals, one with five inch heels and the other six inch heels with an inch platform in front.. The dresses were sexy and short, a little too racy for the general public but appropriate mobil porno to wear to a dinner party or on a date. Barbie would have to be very careful how she sat or her pussy would be exposed and when bending over she felt sure anyone behind her could see her ass.

Next was a women’s specialty shop, the clothing was more revealing but not exactly what Jay was looking for; however, Barbie did buy three outfits for work to fill the void between her fairly conservative office attire and the clothing in her ‘whore’ closet. Although the three outfits complimented her body very well, none could be considered risqué.

Jay’s final prospective clothing store was an establishment similar to the one where Barbie had purchased the Santa’s helper costume; a combination of clothing and adult novelty shop. Their assortment seemed to be exactly what Jay was looking for; there was an entire section of club wear to choose from. Most everything was some type of tight mini-dress very similar to the slutty outfits Barbie had at her apartment, but Jay wanted to buy her something new, something she had not worn before, something he picked out.

The first dress Jay had Barbie try on was a sexy halter with the entire front open above her naval, the two strips of fabric from the halter covering a three-inch wide area over her breasts. He loved how the top showed her cleavage and tits but the skirt section was too long coming more than halfway down her thighs.

Next was a tight strapless tube dress, very sexy but it did not show enough cleavage for Jay; then another halter dress but again too long. Barbie must have tried on every dress in the club wear section before Jay made a decision on which ones to purchase. She was not sure if he was having trouble making up his mind or he just enjoyed seeing her model the different revealing outfits. He acted like he was enjoying the show and Barbie was having a ball; she would add an extra twist of her ass or shake of tits for Jay’s amusement.

He bought four dresses for Barbie, two for the party tonight, one to wear on date nights, and the other to wear to work. Barbie also bought an attractive semi-sexy dress for work. Jay would have bought more but Barbie stopped him at four, insisting they could order the others online for much less. He was like a kid in a candy store; and Barbie was the candy!

The two dresses for the party were mini-dresses, a one-shoulder black mini-dress with cut-outs on the side highlighted with gold buckles; the other was a blue backless mini-dress with a scoop neck open almost to her naval. Both of them came just below her crotch and barely covered her ass; since she would not be wearing panties if she bent over anyone behind her would see her pussy for sure.

The dress he bought Barbie for work was a one-piece halter and skirt. The skirt was gray and just above mid-thigh in length, slightly racy but still not inappropriate for work; however, the white top had a deep V in front that would push the limits of decency at the office. Not that Barbie’s male customers would mind; it might even bring in more clients, which would definitely be a good thing. She could wear a jacket when in the common areas of the office preventing anyone from knowing she did not have a bra on under the salacious top.

The fourth dress was an olive colored shirt dress that buttoned up the front, and due to her height only covered about a third of her thighs; on shorter women it would be mid-thigh or longer. There was an attached belt to pull the dress in accentuating her small waist in contrast to her huge tits and wide hips. It would be perfect for Barbie to wear on dates with Jay or even shopping on her own; the button front provided the option of showing as much thigh and cleavage as she dared, depending on how many buttons were left unfastened on either the top or the bottom, or both.

She was excited to learn Jay’s preferences in sexy fashions, she recognized a trend in his tastes, Jay likes clothing that displays her long sexy legs and exposes her deep cleavage, a good detail to remember when she goes shopping alone.

The dress Barbie bought for work was a one-piece with a black skirt and a white top with black trim and an open back; the contrasting colors were sewn together at the waist. The open back and halter would be too risqué for work but like the outfit Jay had bought her for work she could wear a jacket and it would be perfectly acceptable. What had drawn her attention were two small oval openings cut on each side at the collar bone; not big enough to reveal anything inappropriate but just enough to attract attention and increase sales with her male clients.

Selecting shoes did not take near as long as choosing the dresses; Jay quickly picked out three pair. Five-inch cream-colored wedges with a one and half inch platform and a wide strap around her ankles; four and a half inch black strappy sling-back sandals with a one inch platform; and black five and a half inch island sandals with an inch alman porno and a half platform.

But the most important item to prevent Barbie from being recognized as his mom was a wig; she had worn the one so well at Christmas it would create the perfect deception should anyone they know be at the party. Jay picked up a wig with long curly black strands but Barbie was already trying on a bright pink one that had bangs cut to show her face, the rest of the fake pink hair was straight curling under at her neck.

The unnatural color looked surprisingly well on Barbie; but color was not as important as function, as preventing her from being identified is what mattered most. She looked cute in the pink wig as well as much younger than thirty-nine; even if someone she knew was there they would never recognize her with pink hair.

Barbie picked up a pair of black fishnet thigh highs to go with the black mini-dress and a pair of light blue thigh highs with the word ‘slut’ printed on them to go with the blue mini-dress. She started to put the blue ones back fearing Jay would be offended by what was written on the hosiery, but when she saw him laughing she kept them in her hand.

“Well, you said it will be a wild party; and my secret is out now, you know I love being a slut in bed; if this party is as wild as you say why not advertise what your date really is.”

They both laughed at her comment as they made their way to the register. As they waited for the clerk to come from the back of the store Barbie picked up a remote control vibrating egg from the counter.

“This looks interesting, I have heard about them but I have never tried one, I think it could be fun. What do you think Jay, should I get it?”

“I don’t know I have no idea what to do with it; I have never seen one before.”

“I think we should try it, I am getting it.”

She put it with the dress she was buying along with extra batteries. As the clerk rang up their purchases Barbie felt proud about the outfits Jay had picked out for her; his choices showed he wanted her to look nice and not have her dress simply to make him look better like the rich men she had dated. She was anxious to get to the hotel and choose which dress to wear.

Time was getting short and they still needed to check in at the hotel then eat before the party. At the hotel Barbie insisted she wear one of the dresses he bought her to go to dinner; with two of the dresses reserved for the party the choices were the shirt-dress or the one-piece skirt and deep V-neck top. She held them up for Jay to choose.

Jay preferred the deep V-neck knowing it would show off Barbie’s wonderful cleavage better; but he wanted to test her and see how adventurous she was willing to be so he picked the shirt dress. Barbie quickly changed so they would not have to rush later preparing for the party. Jay was somewhat disappointed when there were no buttons unfastened on bottom, even though the first button was already about eight inches above the hem of the dress; on top she had only left two buttons unfastened showing just a hint of cleavage.

At least the high-heeled wedge shoes made her extremely long legs look super sexy. If she was not willing to be more daring than this perhaps suggesting they go to the party was not such a good idea after all.

Even though they were two hours from home she had been to many of the restaurants in the area either with Sam or the rich men when she was separated; Barbie insisted she choose where they would go for dinner. It was a restaurant and bar patronized by couples more than families with children; a detail Jay would not recognize until later.

As the hostess greeted them Barbie purposely requested a table in the middle of the large room; a trivial detail Jay had no reason to think was significant. She asked him if he would mind driving back to the hotel so she could have a drink; which was a hint for Jay not to have more than one beer. She ordered a cocktail and he got a draft.

When the waitress returned get their choices for dinner Barbie was ready for another drink. As they waited for her second drink and the food she excused herself to the ladies room; again, nothing unusual about that. Barbie’s second drink was sitting on the table when she returned; at first Jay did not notice the additional button unfastened on the top of the shirt-dress, Barbie wondered if he approved; but when he saw more of her cleavage exposed his smile told her all she needed to know. Jay was thinking ‘perhaps this will work out after all’. Since she was sitting he could not see the extra button unfastened at the bottom of the dress.

Their food soon came out from the kitchen and Barbie’s glass was empty again; rather than begin eating with nothing to drink she made another trip to the restroom while waiting for her third cocktail. As she walked back to their table Jay was looking at her not knowing what to expect from Barbie, now he saw there were two buttons alexis texas porno unfastened on bottom and four open on top; of the nine buttons only three remained attached. The front of the dress was open well past her cleavage and the bottom was being held closed by a button above her crotch.

Jay looked around to see if anyone noticed the amount of flesh Barbie was exposing, of course there were guys staring at her as she sat in her chair. He was thankful there were no families with children to be offended by her blatant exhibitionism; now he had a good idea why she had insisted she choose where they would have dinner.

“Barbie, you… um… you look hot! Not that I am complaining but don’t you think you should fasten some of the buttons, we are in public and I don’t want you to get arrested?”

“Jay, who’s going to object, the guys at the bar? I don’t think so; they are enjoying the show too much. And I am enjoying performing for them, this is exciting; you would not believe how wet my pussy is right now.”

Jay was shocked at what she said sitting at the table; obviously the alcohol was loosening her tongue. Fortunately she had food to go along with her third drink. Jay could not pull his eyes away from Barbie’s chest as he ate; she had a body that would make a stripper green with envy. The small movements of her body as she ate caused even more of her tits to come into view through the opening in the top of her dress.

What Jay did not know was her movements were exaggerated and intentional; she was teasing him as well as the other men in the restaurant. He could not see under the table where she had unfastened another button when she laid the napkin in her lap. Not only was she flashing her tits at Jay the bottom of the dress was practically open to her waist with only one button above the belt and only one below was all that was preventing the front of the dress from being completely open in front.

Sitting in the middle of the room had been intentional; it was part of Barbie’s plan when she put the shirt-dress on at the hotel. Where the table was located she could tease whomever she wanted in any direction; and she was not only teasing Jay and the other guys with her tits, she was spreading her legs opening the bottom of the dress even more causing the men who were watching to hope they would get a glimpse of her wet horny cunt.

For Barbie it was an excellent prelude to get her in the mood for what she had been told could be a really wild party. The alcohol played a small part in her actions, giving her the courage to carry out the plan she had devised in their hotel room; but truth is she would have done the same thing had she not had anything to drink. The cocktail’s purpose was actually to get a head start assisting in bringing out Barbie’s playful slut side at the party.

Back at the hotel as she showered the cocktails had the desired effect; any anxiety that remained about the party had been calmed by the alcohol; Barbie was ready to show Jay she was willing to do whatever was expected of her. Sliding a razor over her soft skin she made sure her legs and pussy were silky smooth, she wanted to be at her best for Jay this evening.

With a towel wrapped around her she put on her makeup as Jay showered. When she finished it was as if she had painted a picture using her face as the pallet creating a completely different person. The wide eye-liner coming to three points well past the corners of her eyes, her eye lids dark and the rouge heavy on her cheeks; the enhanced cosmetics would be necessary in the dim light which is normal for a party.

While Jay was finishing up in the shower she admired the room he had gotten for the night; it was large with one king bed in the middle. She was flattered that by there being only one bed Jay intended for them to sleep together; even if nothing sexual took place between them Barbie treasured his generosity allowing her to share his bed.

Barbie had planned on being dressed when Jay finished in the shower; but she chose to wait seeking his input on which dress to wear. The sexy mini-dresses were lying on the bed when he stepped out of the bathroom wearing his boxers. As she stood there in the towel Barbie realized Jay could get dressed in the room since he basically had shorts on, but she did not have that luxury; since she would not be wearing a bra or panties her getting dressed required being nude which meant she would have to go to the bathroom.

She asked Jay which dress he preferred and she was not surprised when he picked the blue one, it showed much more of her cleavage than the black one-shoulder mini-dress. Barbie picked up the blue mini-dress heading to the bathroom to get dressed, but then she turned around and walked back. She let the towel drop to the floor then pulled the blue dress over her head with Jay watching.

She was no longer his mom; she was his friend Barbie. He had seen her nude and they had even had sex; even though Jay had said they were just friends, basically starting over, they were both adults. Why should she feel she needed to hide her nakedness from him? She should have no reservations about being nude in front of Jay; and from the way he was looking at her it did not seem he had any objections.

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Note: This continues the story begun in “Mom and I Get Even” and “Mom and I Just Us”…

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I woke to my cellphone alarm at 7:00, with Mom draped over my left side, her breasts warm against my side, her left knee thrown over mine. I would have loved to snuggle with her, all day. Unfortunately, my bladder was calling me to get up. I eased myself free of her and made my way to the hallway bathroom. No sooner was I finished than Mom rushed into the bathroom for the same purpose.

I gave her a quick kiss while she peed. “Good morning, Mom. How can I help today?”

“We showered last night, so how about you run downstairs to start some coffee while I get dressed, then you can come back up. I’ve got to prepare the stuffing, get the turkey out of the brine, stuffed and in the oven by about 9 AM, then start in on vegetables and side dishes, so we can eat around 2 or 3.”

We had just put the turkey into the oven and I was helping Mom with peeling and cutting vegetables, when Dad returned home, with Jilly and Jessica arriving with him. Jilly looked much the same as I remembered, but Jessica had only been 15 when we had last seen each other, having attended different schools in the area. Born just two days after me, we’d felt as close as twins when we were younger. Cute as a teen, she had become a beautiful young woman, sharing her Mom’s auburn hair and a physique that vaguely reminded me of Angie’s.

Dad seemed unusually quiet as he walked up to Mom and whispered to her. I saw Mom’s eyes go wide for a moment, then Dad turned to me and said, “Take a seat, Derek. Something’s… ummm… come up.”

“Okay…” I said, moving to the living room couch. What was this about?

Jessica plopped into the seat next to me, gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and whispered, “Missed you,” then settled back. Jilly sat on the other side of Jessica, also pretty quiet.

Mom and Dad took the love seat adjacent to me, then Dad asked, “Derek, did you do one of those ancestry DNA tests recently?”

I answered, “Yeah, about two months ago. I haven’t received the results yet. Angie’s dad Jake was adopted, so he knew nothing about his ancestry. As a Father’s Day gift, Angie bought a bunch of those tests, got her Dad to take the first one. He’s apparently found out who his father is, based on that. She also handed some out to relatives on her mom’s side of the family, to establish a baseline for understanding the results. She had one left over and gave it to me the night before I went back to campus and I forgot to take it until the beginning of October.”

Jessica turned to me and said, “I’m one of those relatives Angie gave a test, Derek. She and I are second cousins. At least, we’re supposed to be second cousins. We realized during a class we had together during freshman year of college that my Grandma Hannah Tirman and Angie’s maternal grandmother Rose Simpson are sisters. She gave me one of the tests when she started the search for her Dad’s relatives. When my results came back, it identified a few relatives but I didn’t recognize any of the names, neither did Angie. However, she had the expected matches that should have been our shared relatives, but I wasn’t listed among them. I chalked it up to my test being botched somehow and didn’t retest.”

“What does that have to do with my test?” I asked.

“This morning, I got an email that I had new matches. You are listed as a match, along with one of my mom’s cousins, who had done the test independently. You and I have 24.8 percent genetic commonality. That level indicates an aunt, uncle, nephew, niece, double cousin or… half-sibling.”

“You… you… think you’re my half-sister? How?”

Jessica smiled. “The usual way. Our parents started swapping well before we were born, Derek. I’ve known about that for a while now.”

“I just found out a couple of days ago,” I said. “Along with finding out about your mom’s club.”

Jessica said, “Okay, so both men had sexual contact with both women, so it’s possible either of them could be our shared father. Given my lack of matches to Angie’s family, I’m thinking it’s probably Stan.”

I was so shocked, I barely noticed how quiet my parents were being about this news.

Jilly said, “Looking back, your parents were trying to conceive you and I had just stopped taking the pill, but wasn’t planning to actively pursue conception until the next month. Stan was taking his condom off to enter Marcy and ejaculate in her, while Sam was using condoms in both of us. Where we possibly screwed up was that Sam wasn’t changing condoms after being inside Marcy before entering me, unless he came in it. It would have been possible for Stan’s sperm to transfer from Marcy to me on the outside of his condom. At the club now, we have warnings posted next to the condom supplies about using the same condom in consecutive partners, for STD prevention, but enough members opt to take the risk to go bareback that I should probably add a pregnancy warning, too. Porno 64

Just so you know, you and Angie will be considered guests and will need to use them. You need to present a clean STD test to become members.”

Jessica nodded, then said, “However the pregnancy happened, the question now is to confirm which man is our shared dad. We need you to log in and see whether the site has any other matches for you that could confirm or deny that.”

“Ummm, let me grab my tablet. I have the login info on there.” I sprinted up the stairs to my bedroom, feeling my world spinning around again. I pulled my tablet off of the charger and walked back to the living room, quickly seeing an email notification from the testing site that I had matches and logged into it.

“Okay, I’m in,” I said, sitting on the couch again. “Ummm, matches. There you are, Jess, 24.8% like you said. I also see one of Dad’s cousins, Maria Giambetti, and a couple of her kids. That confirms that I’m a Rosetti, so you must be, too.”

Jessica said, “I remember the Giambetti name from my matches, but didn’t know who they were.”

“Oh, my god, I have a sister!” I pulled Jessica into a hug, which she resisted, for some reason. Puzzled, I pulled away and looked around the room, seeing cautious expressions, when I expected excitement. “Okay, what’s up, everyone? I would expect this to be happier news than the faces I’m seeing. Is there another shoe that has yet to drop?”

Jessica took a deep breath. “There is. Last night, my mom and I… we had a threesome with Uncle Stan… with our dad. He committed incest, without knowing it.”

I looked my Dad’s way and he was avoiding eye contact with me. I shifted my gaze to my Mom, who said, “No secrets within the family, baby.”

I turned back to Jessica and said, “You aren’t alone. I had sex with my mom, after getting home from school two days ago, and again yesterday. I’m going to be the last one to look down on either of you for incest, whether you choose to continue it or not. I hope to continue with my mom.”

It was Jessica’s turn to be shocked. “What? How?” She turned to Jilly and asked, “Did you know, Mom? You don’t look surprised.”

Jilly said, “I suspected it when Stan called and said he wanted to come over, without Marcy. I knew six years ago that the reason why they stopped swinging and being my lovers was because of an agreement they made to keep Marcy from seducing her sons once they turned 18. I tried to talk them out of it, to get Stan to accept the incest as moral, so we could continue being lovers. Marcy getting Stan to change his mind would be the number one reason why Stan would come to see me without her, while she was home with Derek alone. But I didn’t get a chance to ask Stan about it last night or this morning, because you were right there the whole time.”

Jessica asked, “You’re okay with incest, Mom? If I wanted to have sex with… my father again? Or Derek? Or with you, for that matter? I can’t believe I just said that.”

Jilly giggled, taking one of Jessica’s hands in hers. “Honey, I’d love that, because I love you. I was so tempted to make a move, last night, but didn’t know how you or Stan would react. The idea of incest never bothered me at all, other than the need for it to be a secret, when I prefer to be open in my relationships. But don’t ask me if it’s okay to have sex with your father again. Ask him.”

Jessica looked over at our father, who was still looking down at his hands. “Uncle Stan? Dad? Look at me. Please?”

Dad finally raised his eyes, looking from Jessica to me to Jilly and back to Jessica. Taking a deep breath, he said, “Jess, I love you and your mother every bit as much as I love Marcy and my sons. I tried my best to be your father figure after Sam died, short of divorcing Marcy to marry your mom and become your official stepdad. If I could have married both of them, I would have. You still became my daughter in my heart, maybe my subconscious even recognized the truth. At the same time, I grew up being told repeatedly that incest was wrong. I only stopped being around your mother and you to try and prevent incest between Marcy and the boys. I finally gave in, allowing Marcy to be with Derek two days ago, after his girlfriend Angie came to me to say that Derek was attracted to his mother and I realized I already knew it was true. If not for witnessing them together and beginning to accept it can be a loving act, I doubt I could have made love to you last night, even thinking of you as only my almost-step-daughter. Then I find out this morning that you’re my real daughter? I’m in shock, frankly, feeling like a total hypocrite.”

Mom asked, “What does your heart tell you, Stan? Do you regret loving Jessica physically now? Do you want to continue? You know I’ll support whatever you decide.”

Dad looked Jilly’s way and asked, “Her birth certificate says Sam is her dad, right? Nobody else knows I’m her father?”

Jilly Konulu Porno only nodded, but I said, “Dad, just because you haven’t taken one of these tests, it doesn’t mean that people like the Giambettis couldn’t figure out why they match to Jess, especially if they now see me matching to the same degree. It would be even more obvious if someone like your brother Don matched to her as an uncle. You pretty much have to act like Jess being your daughter is public knowledge now and keep the sex the secret, even if it’s just a one-time thing. That’s the question that’s been posed, though. Do you want to continue intimacy with her?”

Jessica slipped off the couch and knelt at Dad’s feet, in front of mine. Looking up at him and taking his hands in hers, she said, “Stan, you are the only dad I can remember. I’ve loved you my whole life and been attracted to you since I knew what that meant. I wanted to have sex with you last night because of that bond, not in spite of it. Please be my lover as often as we can be safe. You can’t have sex with me at Mom’s club like we talked about last night, but I do want to continue. Please, daddy?”

For a few seconds, it looked like Dad wanted to run, but he relaxed when he said, “Yes, honey. I will be your lover, when it’s possible to be safe, so long as you know that Marcy and Jilly are foremost in my heart. I want to be your father, even more. I want to go fully public with that news, even as far as getting a paternity test done to present it to the relevant court and get your birth certificate amended. And, if nobody has any objections, I want you and your mom to move in with us, so we can live as one family, the way we should have all along, had we known. The only regret I have is not asking Jilly to do so after Sam died. Instead, I let what my neighbors might think of us living as a triad keep me from doing what my heart wanted. No longer.”

I was amazed at how quickly Dad was adapting, but didn’t want to point out that he seemed more open to the incest with his newly identified daughter than he had been for Mom and me. Or maybe Mom and I had paved the way, made it easier for him. Honestly, my thoughts were more hung up on Jessica hinting at the possibility of making love to me, too.

“How about it, Mom?” Jessica asked, standing and turning around to perch on Dad’s knee. “Can we move in here? Can we?”

Jilly smiled at Jessica’s enthusiasm. “Slow down, hon. As amazing as this news is, the fact of the matter is that Stan, Marcy and I haven’t been in each other’s lives for about six years. Reuniting with Stan last night was great. Sharing him with you was even better. But, I need more time being with both of them again, before we make such big changes. Plus, you still have classes and finals, which would cut into any ability for us to pack up the house any sooner than your Christmas break, even if I say yes by then.”

Mom said, “Well, let’s get started on that together time, Jilly. Help me in the kitchen? Turkey’s already in the oven, but I’ve got to finish geting the vegetables prepped.”

Mom and Jilly got up and went to the kitchen and Jessica plopped onto the love seat and snuggled up against dad’s arm. She looked towards me and said, “So, I have a dad and a brother now.”

I responded, “Two brothers. Don’t forget Tommy.”

Jessica said, “Actually, I’m thinking Tommy should get tested, too. Just in case it turns out that lightning struck twice and Sam is his dad instead. I assume the swapping was also going on when he was conceived?” she asked Dad.

“It was,” Dad answered. “However, Sam and Jilly weren’t trying to get pregnant then, so he never ejaculated into her, for his sperm to get transferred on a condom the way your mom thinks happened with you.”

Jessica said, “Did you use condoms during blowjobs, too?”

Dad said, “No.”

Jessica asked, “And did my mom perhaps go down on Marcy, after blowing Sam? With any of his sperm still in her mouth?”

“Geezus,” Dad said. “Another possibility.”

Jessica said, “Whatever the route might have been, I don’t think we can rule out that Tommy might be Sam’s son without a test.”

I asked my Dad, “How much do we tell him, when he calls today? Just about Jess being your daughter, or everything?”

Dad said, “Most of that has to be up to your mom.”

Jessica looked puzzled. “Why Marcy? Oh! Because she wants to have sex with Tommy, too?”

Dad nodded, then said, “Yeah. It’s up to her to decide when and how to tell him that. But, revealing the swinging to explain you being my daughter could raise questions about why it stopped and also why it resumed. It’s tangled up with both sets of incest, now. I’ll have Marcy conceal ours, if you want her to. But I’m not sure how she can conceal hers with Derek.”

Jessica asked, “I don’t mind Tommy knowing, if you don’t. I wonder, if you hadn’t made that agreement and continued with the swinging, would you have become intimate with Porno İndir me after I turned 18, too?”

Dad said, “I don’t know, to be honest. I might have put you off until you were older. Whether or not 18 is legal, it can still be immature and someone in a parental role can have too much influence.”

Jessica turned to me and said, “Do you hear that, Derek? Our father doesn’t think we were capable of making up our own minds about sex when we were 18. If I had to guess, you were already attracted to your mom, even then.”

I said, “I was. That part hasn’t changed. What I think a few more years of experience and maturity has given me is the self-confidence to at least try to be her equal in bed, even if I admit to mostly following her lead, so far. I’m not convinced my dad was entirely wrong in making Mom wait to have this kind of relationship.”

“You see a future with Marcy?” she asked.

I answered, “Not in the sense of building my life around her. I see Angie filling that role. But if she and I keep having foursomes with my parents after I graduate, then it would at least be occasional involvement.”

Jessica raised her eyebrows. “Nobody mentioned any foursome.”

Dad explained, “As I said, Angie came here to talk about Derek’s attraction to Marcy. I wound up admitting Marcy’s attraction for Derek and Angie confessed an attraction for me, too. I decided to give in and end the agreement I had with Marcy. As a result, Angie and I were caught in bed by Derek and Marcy. They didn’t stop us and instead went to Derek’s bedroom, then finished their consummation in a foursome with us, before dinner, then Angie and Marcy got together after dinner and Derek and I joined in.”

“Do my mom and I make six, now?” Jessica wondered. “With Tommy as a probable seventh?”

“Maybe,” was my answer. “I’m willing and Dad’s already been with all four women at different times, but I won’t answer for anyone else. Our moms would have to answer who else they’re attracted to that they either haven’t met or haven’t been with.”

“You should ask us, then,” Jilly said, coming back into the room with Mom right behind her. “Who am I maybe attracted to?”

I said, “Besides the people in this room, there’s my girlfriend Angie and Tommy. And the extra question of attraction between Jessica and my mom.”

“Visualizing a family orgy?” Jilly asked.

Jessica answered, “I asked, Mom, because it looks like that’s what we are headed towards. Derek, Angie, Marcy and Dad have already been together as a quad, you’ve been with Dad and Marcy and you and I were with him last night. Derek was pointing out that we don’t actually know what everyone wants.”

“You’re right,” Jilly said. “I haven’t even met Angie, haven’t seen Tommy since he was 16. So, let’s hold off on making any decisions for them or about them until the right times.”

I said, “Then the question marks among the five of us are whether you are attracted to me and whether Mom and Jess are attracted to each other. I think we have answers for all the other possible pairings.”

Jilly nodded, then said, “Stan mentioned last night that you and Angie were interested in visiting the club, so I reserved the four of you the last table for dinner. Then Marcy told me just now that you’re interested in me sexually. I’m both flattered and agreeable. I note that you left out the question of you and Jess being attracted to each other. I know she asked if I would be okay with it, but are you assuming that means more than she intended?”

I met Jessica’s eyes and said, “I think you’re gorgeous, sis. Was I reading too much into that comment?”

“No, brother,” she answered. “I was really tempted to give you a much warmer greeting when I arrived, but hadn’t told you I was your sister, yet. I would love to be your lover, too, now that we’ve gotten the whole ‘who is going to freak out?’ question answered.”

Jilly said, “The two of you obviously want each other, but you can’t have sex together at the club tomorrow, so why don’t you go upstairs, while the rest of us take care of getting dinner ready? Work up a little more appetite.”

“How about it, sis?” I asked, grinning. “You up for some more incest love?”

Jess grabbed my hand and yanked me up the stairs to my room. She looked around it and said, “Literally the same as the last time I was in here. Haven’t you changed any of these posters?”

I looked around and realized I hadn’t. “In my defense, I haven’t been living here except for summers and breaks like this. All of my newer decorations are at my campus apartment. Thank god Mom upgraded the bed to a queen, or I’d probably still have the same bedding as the old twin bed.”

Jess giggled. “Hell, I’m not sure I could have fucked you on top of the Ninja Turtles bedspread.” She walked up to me and said, “Kiss me, brother.”

I took her into my arms and kept eye contact with her as my lips brushed hers. With her 2-inch heels, we were eye to eye. I firmly pressed my lips to hers and her eyes closed and mouth opened. I let my tongue chase hers for a minute, stroking my hands across her back. My right hand crept into her red hair and pulled her head back, letting me kiss along her jaw and nibble her ear. Her purr told me she liked it a lot.

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I was 18, and still lived at home, saving for that new car. I was on the computer chatting with an older woman. I love older women so much. She was 45, and was on a web cam. She was sucking her nipples, and I was so hard. It was late, and mom was asleep. I was in the living room where we keep the computer. I figured “What the Hell” and I took off my boxers. I was sitting there with my stiff 8 inch cock in my hand, stroking it while watching this older woman. I was so horny. I lubed up my young cock, and began stroking it slowly, watching her.

She was now playing with her pussy, and I was really stroking my cock for all it was worth. I was so close to cumming. I didn’t hear Mom enter the room, and by the time I realized she was there, she had caught me. She looked at me sitting there, stroking my cock, and she stood there with a funny look on her face. I don’t know if she had been with a man for a while (Dad left 3 yrs earlier). She was wearing a housecoat, and I couldn’t really tell what she had on beneath it.

I let go of my cock, and started to put my boxers back on, but Mom stopped me. “Well, you may as well finish” she said. I had closed out the chat room on the computer, and the screen was now blank. “Oh, you don’t have anything to look at, do you?” she asked. She then totally shocked me. Mom opened her housecoat, and revealed her milky white breasts. I gasped as I looked at her puffy red nipples. Mom squeezed her breasts together…..pinching her nipples. “Go ahead, and stroke your cock” she told me. I nervously grabbed my throbbing cock, and began stroking again, while watching Mom play with her tits.

“Mmmmm you like watching Mom play with her tits?” she asked. “oh yeah mom” I moaned. Mom let her housecoat fall to the floor, and I saw her extremely hairy bush for the first time. I was so horny now, and she walked towards me. I almost came when her breasts brushed against my face. I took one of her puffy nipples into my mouth, and began hungrily sucking it. Mom moaned, as I began nibbling on her nipples. “Stroke your cock altyazılı porno for Mom” she moaned. I continued jacking off while sucking mom’s tits.

I reached out and touched the furry patch between her legs, and it was so hot and wet. Mom moaned and thrust against my hand. “Oh baby, you’re so naughty” she said. I continued jacking off, while rubbing Mom’s wet pussy. “Stand up” she ordered me, and I quickly obeyed. We stood facing each other, and she reached out, and took my cock into her soft hand. “Oh baby boy” she moaned, stroking my cock. I played with her pussy, as she stroked my cock. Our lips met, and we passionately kissed, as we played with each other’s excited sex parts.

“Oh yeah baby” she moaned, her body shaking, as she climaxed. I could feel her juices running down her thighs. “oh god, mom” I moaned, as she furiously jacked me off. I moaned and my hot cum spurted all over mom’s belly. She rubbed my pulsating cockhead all over her belly, moaning as jet after jet of my cum spewed from it onto her soft skin. We were now thrusting our tongues against each others, still playing with each other. She stroked me until I came again. I played with her pussy making her cum over and over. “Oh baby, this is so naughty” she said, milking the last drops from my young cock. “I know, Mom, I know” I said, moving my mouth to her tits. I sucked Mom’s tits for a few minutes, and then she quickly jumped up. “I’m tired” she said. We were both exhausted, and we went to our separate rooms to go to sleep. I wondered what would happen tonight when I got back on the computer…

I didn’t give a description of mom, did I? She is in her late 40’s. She has sandy blonde hair, and is slim. She has quite large breasts for her size, and they are unbelievably firm for her age. She has a habit of not wearing a bra, and her nipples always seem to be hard. She has nice, I mean really nice, long legs, and she keeps herself in really good shape.

Anyway, after our initial masturbation encounter, we had both gone to our separate beds, and zenci porno I tossed and turned most of the night. What little I did sleep, I dreamed about Mom, and wondered how she tasted, and how her pussy would feel wrapped around my eager young cock. I wondered if Mom felt the same way, and if she was thinking the same wicked thoughts I was. I figured the day would go by slowly, and hopefully she would catch me again on the computer, and maybe it would lead to more. Little did I know, my luck would be much, much better than that.

Mom woke me up for breakfast, still wearing her housecoat. I was in my boxers, and I sleepily wandered towards the kitchen. She had made a wonderful breakfast, and we both quickly ate. “So baby, what are your plans today?” she asked. “Uh, I don’t know” I told her. “Well, I kind of thought we might have a fun day together” she said, smiling widely.

I didn’t really know what she had in mind, but I wasn’t really planning on doing anything special anyway, so I was game. “Why don’t you go ahead and take your shower” Mom said to me. I figured we were going out somewhere, so I quickly ran and jumped in the shower. I scrubbed and rinsed quickly, and then hopped out of the shower, and began drying. I could hear Mom’s shower running now. I wrapped my towel around my waist, and began putting on my deodorant and doing my normal routine.

“Baby, would you come here?” I heard Mom yell. I quickly scurried towards her bathroom. “Would you hand Mommie a bar of soap?” she asked. I reached my hand into the shower, and handed her the bar of soap. I don’t know why, but I was too nervous to look. “Why so shy?” she asked. “I figured after yesterday, you would want a really good look” she added. “Yeah, I do” I said. “Well, go ahead, and look baby” she said. I stood there with my towel around me, and pulled back the shower curtain. I studied every wonderful inch of Mom’s hot body, concentrating on the way the water ran off her wonderful breasts.

My eyes followed the trail of water as it aldatma porno ran down her body, to the patch of pubic fur between her legs. My cock was now standing at attention, and my towel fell off. I reached down with my free hand and began stroking myself as I watched Mom standing in the shower. “Mmmm, climb on in baby” she said. I almost fell as I jumped into the shower. I now stood behind Mom in the shower, my raging hardon pressing against the soft cheeks of her pretty ass. “Mmmm, someone likes what they see, huh?” she asked. “Oh yeah” I moaned, rubbing the head of my cock up and down her wet ass.

Mom then bent over, and spread her ass cheeks apart. I looked down into the wet pink hole that I had come into the world from 18 yrs ago, and it was a wonderful sight. I pressed the head of my aching cock against her wet sweet hole, and she quickly thrust backwards, taking my cock into her pussy. I almost came immediately as Mom’s tight pussy clamped around my cock. I couldn’t move or I would come, I knew that, but Mom’s muscles were working my cock. I moaned softly, telling her to slow down, but she wouldn’t listen. “Mmmm, go ahead and get the first one out of the way, baby” she said. “Fuck Mommie really hard, baby” she moaned.

I thrust fiercely, pulverizing her pussy as I fucked the living shit out of Mom’s pussy. I reached around and grabbed her soapy breasts, squeezing her erect nipples. Her pussy was excellent, even better than I had fantasized. “Oh yeah, baby!” she moaned. I moaned as her pussy spasmed around my cock as she came. It was the most incredible feeling. “Yeah baby, fill Mommie with your load” she grunted. I thrust repeatedly as my cum shot into her hot hole. I almost collapsed from my incredible orgasm. Mom grunted each time my spunk shot inside of her. “Mmmm, yeah” she moaned. My cock remained erect, even after I shot my load into her.

Mom’s pussy tightly held me inside of her, as I shot the last of my semen into her. “Oh baby” she moaned. I remained inside of her for a few minutes, and then removed my cock from her pussy. She quickly spun around, and held me tight. Our mouths met, and we passionately kissed like two long lost lovers. “Now, is my baby boy ready for a fun day?” she asked. I only moaned as she grabbed my cock and began jerking me again.

To Be Continued…

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Authors note: Welcome to my last story of the year and hope you had a Merry Christmas. Now as always I have a disclaimer, if you are not familiar with my work, I do not write quick stroke, I try to build a story and create a good lead in to the taboo encounter. So if you are looking for a quick stroke this story may not be for you. Now a second disclaimer for new and old readers alike. I wanted to end the year with something different. I was not sure what, but I wanted to try to go against a lot of the tried and true standards that work in these stories. So this is what I came up with. These stories are fantasies, they are about fantasies that many of us have, but we realize they are just that. Because of that these stories tend to suspend reality. In these tales sons secretly desire their mother and eventually act on it. Well my spin here is what if a son had a more “realistic” reaction. What if he never considered sex with his Mom and even when confronted with the idea thinks its wrong? How could he be convinced? What could be a fun scenario that could work for that? Hence this story. I came up with the idea for “The tradition” a few weeks ago and created this story around it. It takes a bit to get to the climax, but I am going more for story here and hope you will give it a chance.. I feel the end delivers. Thanks for reading! Lovecraft68

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Oh yeah, that’s it, I thought while watching Tracy kiss my chest, Just keep heading south. Instead of south however, Tracy slid her face to the left. My initial disappointment gave way to an excited thrill, as flicking her tongue out, she began licking my nipple.

“Oh, that feels nice.” I whispered, bringing my hand up and rubbing it across her soft back.

“Yeah?” She asked, looking up at me with her big blue eyes, “You like that Matt?”

“I love how it looks even more.”

I meant what I said. Her pink tongue sliding around my chest looked fucking amazing, and for the first time in awhile I felt my hopes rise; maybe we would finally have some good hard sex. Tracy giggled and blushing, put her head down sending my hopes in the other direction. In the beginning I’d found Tracy’s shyness sweet and endearing. After all, we were each other’s firsts, and I think I would have been taken aback if she had fucked like a porn star right off the bat. That first time had been six months ago and I starting to get frustrated. Hell if it wasn’t noon, I wouldn’t even be able to watch, as at night she always wanted the lights off when we fooled around.

I couldn’t understand what she was shy about, Tracy was hot as hell. She had an incredibly tight little body that included a perfect set of perky little tits, a firm round ass that fit just right in the palms of my hands, and her legs were in great shape from cheerleading. Her baby blue eyes went along with long curly blonde hair, and a smile that never failed to make me smile back.

“Well I’m glad you like it.” Tracy whispered looking up at me and giving me that smile. “After all, it is your Christmas present.”

I smiled back at her and told myself to relax. Right now I had it pretty damn good. It was the day before Christmas, both my brothers were in town for the week, and best of all I was lying naked in Tracy’s bed. Speaking of naked, all she was wearing was the silver bracelet I had given her an hour ago for Christmas. Making things even better, her mother was at work and we had all afternoon to play. Tracy slid up to me, and kissed me softly. I was lying with my right leg between hers, and could feel my hard cock pressing against her soft thigh. Even better than that, I could feel the heat of her pussy against my leg, and couldn’t wait to see her spread it for me. Yeah, all things considered it wasn’t bad being me right now.

Tracy lightly slipped her tongue across my lips, and I parted them to let it invade my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her closer to me. Tracy sighed happily and I gave a silent thanks to my oldest brother Todd who told me a few weeks ago when he called at Thanksgiving that it would be better if I didn’t press and let Tracy get wilder on her own. As if trying to prove him right, Tracy broke the kiss, gave me a mischievous little smile that caused my heart to beat faster, and started sliding back down my body. Again her soft lips and wet tongue teased their way down my chest, but this time she didn’t linger, she just kept working her way towards my aching cock. I reached down and started running my fingers through her hair and sighed at the sensation of her hard nipples sliding across my stomach. I again became aware of her pussy against my leg, and with a thrill of excitement realized it was leaving a wet trail along my flesh, she was excited too!

Tracy stopped at my stomach and started kissing and licking there. It felt good, looked great, but I could feel myself trembling with excitement. To this day she had not once sucked my cock directly in front of me. In the beginning either the lights would be off, or she would lie across me and all I could see was the back of rokettube her head. She’d also never given me a full blow job or let me cum anywhere near her face never mind in her mouth, I found myself hoping that could be part of my present today. Before Tracy I hadn’t gotten beyond a little heavy petting with anyone else, and I was dying to know what it would feel like to be sucked off. To shoot my cum into her cute little mouth like all those guys did in the dirty movies I watched every night.

Today could definitely be the day! Tracy had made her way all the way down between my legs, her arms were resting on my thighs and her face was just over my hard cock. Tracy looked up at me nervously, and smiling reassuringly, I used another tip Todd had given me.

“You look so sexy down there,” I said softly. “So beautiful.”

When I saw Todd tonight I was going to fucking kiss his ugly ass! After blushing and giving me the cutest little giggle, Tracy grabbed my cock in her hand, and kissed it. I groaned and my hips twitched as the kiss was followed with her swirling her tongue around the swollen head.

“Yeah, you want me too?” She asked.

“Of course I do,” I told her. “You know I do.”

“Okay,” she said looking at my cock as she gave it a slow pump with her fist, “Merry Christmas!”

I couldn’t help but moan as Tracy slid her lips over the head of my cock and slowly took it into her mouth. She went down a couple of inches and slipped it back out. She licked her lips, and did it again, this time taking me a little deeper. I started caressing her back and stared at her, mesmerized by finally getting to see my cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Oh, this was the best present ever. I was aware of everything and it all felt incredible. Her hard nipples were pressing against my thighs, her long hair felt great on my stomach, but of course best of all was her warm wet mouth and silky tongue caressing my throbbing cock.

My cock started throbbing even harder as she began taking it deeper. She was halfway down now, and was starting to use her hand as well, stroking me as she sucked. Tracy moved her head slightly and her hair fell across her face, obscuring my view. I slid my hand up her back, and getting a handful of her hair pulled it away from her face. Tracy had her eyes closed and I whispered. “Look up at me.”

Tracy opened her eyes and after a brief hesitation looked at me. A thrill went through me as I looked into her big wide eyes as she blew me. I started running my fingers through her hair, and felt my thighs begin to start trembling. Tracy wasn’t sucking all that hard or fast, but I was so worked up, I was already getting close to going off. I didn’t want it to be over so soon and said quietly,”Tease me a little.”

Tracy slipped my cock from her mouth.

“Tease?”

“Yeah,” I reached down and caressed her cheek. “You know, lick it up and down.”

“You didn’t like what I was doing?” She looked upset.” It didn’t feel good?”

Keeping calm, I told her. “It feels too good! I just you know,” I grinned. “Wanna enjoy my present more.”

“Oh okay,” She smiled again and I breathed a silent sigh of relief.

That silent sigh was transformed into a moan when dipping her head, Tracy placed her tongue at the base of my cock and worked it up the length of my shaft.

“Oh that looks so good Trace.” I whispered, running my fingers through her hair again.

“Glad you like it.”

She swirled her tongue around the head of my cock and licked the other side.

“Do you like it?” I asked.

“Hmm-mmm” she grunted as she worked her way back up.

That little sound sent a surge though me. She did like it! She was going to get into it just like those girls in the blow job movies I loved to watch.

“Tell me what you like.” I told her.

“I…” Tracy smiled and kissed the head of my cock. “I like making you feel good.”

“No, tell me what you like doing to me.”

Tracy looked at me as her hand still slowly stroked my cock. She knew what I wanted, I had asked her to talk dirty before, and figured since she was being more fun today…

“I really don’t like to say it Matt.”

“Come on Trace,” I said getting frustrated. Was it that much to ask? “Don’t act like a little kid.”

“Kid?” she asked, letting go of my cock. “I’m between your legs blowing you, and I’m a kid I…”

“See there you go!” I told her excitedly. “Damn that sounded hot!” I smiled at her. “Say it again.”

Tracy looked at me then giggled.

“You mean you like me blowing you?”

“I love you blowing me,” sliding my hand between us I stroked her hard nipple. She moaned softly and my cock twitched at the sound. “I love you loving doing it to me.” I continued, “Say it again, please?”

“I like blowing you Matt.” She said, giving my cock a squeeze. “I like….” She paused, then whispered. “I like sucking your cock.”

“Oh damn!” I all but shouted “Now was that so hard?”

“No, but this is.” Tracy squeezed my cock again causing asyalı porno some pre cum to ooze out “And I like that it’s hard for me.”

Oh, this was going to great! Tracy looked down at my cock then using the back of her hand wiped my sticky pre cum away. I was hoping she would have licked it off, but she made up for it by opening wide and taking my cock back into her mouth. Not only did she put it back in, but this time started sucking much faster than before. I laid there moaning at not just how good the heat of her mouth felt, but how fucking incredible she looked working my cock. She was again using her hand as well, and taking more of me down into her warm wet mouth then she ever had before.

I clenched my hand in her hair and she looked up at me. I immediately loosened my grip, but kept my hand on the back of her head. After a minute I grew bold and started lightly pushing on the back of her head as she bobbed up and down my cock. I wasn’t pushing hard, I was simply guiding her, but it was amazing. Just like the fucking movies. I was lying here getting a real blow job and any time now I was going to cum right inside of that pretty little mouth.

“Oh Tracy,” I gasped, encouraging her. “Oh look at you! Look at you being a naughty girl.”

Tracy gave a little giggle around my cock that sent a shiver through me. I kept going.

“That’s right, look at you being a naughty little thing.”

Tracy winked at me and spurred on, I took it further. “Yeah you love it don’t you?”

“Hmmm-mm” she moaned around my throbbing prick.

That little noise was rapidly becoming the best thing I’d heard since the little squeal she had released in my ear when I had slipped inside of her for the first time.

“Oh yeah,” I groaned as I felt my legs start trembling again. “You love sucking that cock don’t you?”

Tracy looked up from blowing me her eyes narrowed, but continued to suck. Too caught up to care she didn’t seem thrilled with that last remark, I kept going.

“Yeah you’re going to suck me off aren’t you, you nasty little thing?”

I could feel the cum starting to building up in my balls as Tracy’s hot mouth and wet tongue continued to work me up.

“I’m going to cum nice and hard for you Trace, right in that hot little mouth of yours.”

Tracy shook her head, but I was beyond caring.

“Don’t pretend you don’t want too, you’re going to love it aren’t you? Go ahead, suck that cock you little slut, suck the cum right… no!”

Tracy had started to pull her head from my cock. I was almost there and as she tried to pull away I held her head down, and started pumping my hips, fucking her mouth. Tracy squealed, and mistaking it for an excited sound I wrapped my hand in her hair and started using it to push her mouth up and down on my cock.

“Yes!” I groaned. “Oh yeah look at you letting me fuck your mouth, oh you dirty little…”

I was cut off by Tracy suddenly pushing hard on my legs, lifting her mouth from my cock. As soon as she did she swatted at my arm and yelled.

“Stop it!” She sat back on her knees, breathing hard. “Don’t treat me like that!”

“Goddamn Trace,” I gasped. “I was getting ready to…”

“I’m not a slut!” She snapped. “And I don’t like you treating me like one!”

I could see she was really pissed and felt my cock starting to deflate.

“Come on Trace, it’s only fun, you know I don’t think you’re a slut.”

“Then why do I have to act like one for you?”

As she spoke, I found myself staring at her small round tits. Her chest was heaving and they were rising and falling with her breaths. Tracy had tiny pink nipples that were still hard and I wondered what she would look like playing with them for me.

“It’s all you ever want!” She continued, snapping me out of my sex induced fog. “Why can’t you just be happy with me being a good girl?”

“Tracy you are a good girl.” I told her, sitting up. “You’re a great girl,” I paused and reaching out took her hand. “You’re my girl.”

Tracy yanked her hand away from mine and realizing she was really upset, felt a sinking feeling in my stomach.

“Well I guess that’s not good enough for you.” She crossed her arms over her tits. “Maybe you’d be happier with one of those little sluts from the sorority at school. “I bet they’ll let you pull their hair and call them names!”

“I don’t want them Tracy I…”

“You what?”

I shook my head and just decided to say it. “I would just like you to be like that sometimes.”

“You want me to be a pig?” She asked. “A slut.”

“Well, not like a slut who messes with a lot of guys, just you know,” I shrugged. “Slutty with me, you know, be fun.”

I knew I’d fucked up the second I’d said it.

“Oh well I’m so sorry I’m no fun!” Tracy snapped.

Turning away from me she rolled over on the bed, so that she was sitting up next to me. Pulling the covers up to her chin she looked at me, her lip trembling.

“I’m sorry I’m a lousy lay and you don’t like being azeri porno with me.” Putting her head down she whispered. “Maybe I’m boring, but I love you.”

I could see the tears starting, and she choked out. “Guess you didn’t like you present,” Reaching up she started fumbling with the bracelet I had given her. “Here you can have this back.”

“Tracy please,” I whispered, feeling like a first class asshole.

No not like one, I was one. What the hell was wrong with me? Tracy was a great girl. Pretty sweet, loyal, and she had been damn good to me when Dad had passed away four years ago, and we hadn’t even been dating then, we had just been friends. I really did love her, and loved being with her. I just wanted to start having more fun in bed, and now I had her in tears the day before Christmas. Sitting up next to her I took her hand away from the bracelet and put my arm around her shoulders.

“I’m sorry Trace,” I said kissing her cheek. “I…I just got excited and carried away, you know I love you just the way you are.”

A slight lie, I would prefer her being my little slut, but it wasn’t worth this.

“Then why do you always want me to be dirty like that?” She asked, looking up at me with her tear filled eyes.

“Just because it would be fun Trace, we love each other and you’re the only girl I want to be with so that’s why I want you to do that, I don’t want to do it with anyone else, really.”

“Really?”

“Really Trace,” This time I kissed her softly on her lips. “I’m sorry I was such a jerk, I shouldn’t have pushed you.”

“I tried you know,” she pushed her lips into a pout and I had to stop myself from smiling, Tracy pouting was the cutest thing in the world. “I guess I’m no good at it.”

“You kidding?” I tilted her chin so she was looking at me, “You were damn good at it, that’s why I got so excited.”

“Yeah?”

“Of course, but too excited I guess.” I kissed her again. “I’m sorry Tracy I didn’t mean to ruin things.”

“It’s okay,” She said, leaning into me and resting her head on my chest. “I just don’t like being talked to like that. I don’t know who would.”

“Well in the…”

“Matt, you watch too much porn.” Tracy said matter of factly. “Those girls are getting paid to act like that; most girls aren’t like that.”

“Some do.” I told her. “There are girls who like too…”

“How do you know?” She asked. “You talking about the stories about those girls at school? Those girls will fuck any guy who comes around and look how they get talked about.” She sighed. “I don’t want to fight Matt, tomorrows Christmas.”

“I don’t want to fight either.” I said hugging her close. “I’ll try to you know, not expect you to…”

“Let it go Matt,” She said snuggling into me. “Maybe someday I’ll be okay with it, but not with you pushing me. But I mean it; you watch too much of that shit.” She raised her hand and looking up at me kissed me.

“I love my bracelet Matt, thank you.”

“And I love you Trace.” I kissed her, and this time it wasn’t a peck, but a long deep kiss.

Tracy kissed me back and turning, I wrapped my other arm around her slim waist. I hugged her tightly as we kissed, and she sighed sweetly in her throat. I felt my cock begin to stiffen again, and started sliding my hand up her side. Tracy turned towards me and I felt her nipple pressing into my chest. My hand slid back to caress her soft stomach and moving upwards, I found her tit and cupped it in my hand.

Tracy broke the kiss, “I’m not really in the mood right now Matt, I just want you to hold me is that okay?”

I fought back the urge to groan. Instead gave her what I hoped was a convincing smile.

“Of course it’s okay.” I said. “There’s no place I’d rather be, then right here with you.”

That one was a line Chris had given me, and it worked to perfection. Tracy smiled, kissed me quickly, then nuzzling her head into my neck cooed, “Oh Matt, you are so sweet.”

“So are you Tracy.” A little too sweet, I added dryly.

*****

I drove home from Tracy’s house with mixed emotions. On one hand, I knew I should be happy and grateful. I had pushed Tracy when she had already been trying her best to give me what I wanted, and made her feel like it wasn’t enough. Hell, I’d held her head down and tried to make her keep going. By rights she should have kicked my stupid ass out of her life, never mind her bed. Instead she’d let me stay in bed with her and eventually we dozed off. We awoke to the alarm going off at three. Her mother wasn’t due home until four, so trying to make amends, and admittedly to try to ease my frustration, I started kissing her softly and sweetly, holding her close the way she liked and telling her how much I loved her.

Tracy seemed hesitant at first saying she was still a little upset at me. I told her I understood, but then went for her weak spot, her neck. Nuzzling my face into her hair I started to kiss and suck on the tender flesh just above her shoulder. Tracy cooed, and moaned softly, and after a moment whispered, “Okay, but nice and easy okay?”

Nice and easy was the way we always did it, but I was not about to complain. I rolled over on top of her and just as she wrapped her legs around me, and I began to enter her, we heard her mother pull in.

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