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A Fair Cop
My husband was chasing a crook over some waste
ground when his foot got caught in a large
pothole, as he fell the large cracking noise told
him that he had broken his leg. It has now been
four weeks that he's been laid up at home and for
someone who is very active the frustration was
beginning to tell. His character had totally
changed from his normal jolly and cheerful self to
one of grumpy and morose, he was bored big time.
I had to find away to cheer him up, sex was out of
the question, as he couldn't get his leg over,
quite literally. So I came up with an idea to
incentive his recovery so that he would have
something to look forward too. Over the years he
had pestered me to let him handcuff me to the bed
and have his wicked way with me. I refused to even
discuss the idea; it scared me being totally at
the mercy of another human being even if he was my
husband.
When I told him of my idea a big smile spread over
his face and during the time that we waited for
his leg to mend he once again became cheerful,
innuendoes became common place in those final
weeks.
Once the plaster cast had been removed we waited a
week to allow him to regain some of his strength
in his leg, even though Peter wanted to get right
down to it the same day the cast was removed.
We waited until Saturday night to do the deed, as
we knew our eighteen-year-old son always stayed
over at a friend's house at the weekends.
I quickly took a shower and walked into the
bedroom just wearing my robe. Peter was standing
in the middle of the room swinging his handcuffs
around his finger while a mischievous grin lit up
his whole face.
He beckoned me towards him, taking me in his arms
he planted a big kiss on my lips, as we continued
to embrace he unbuttoned my robe pushing it off my
shoulders to land in a pile on the carpet. Taking
my left hand he clipped one of the cuffs on me and
then immediately began pushing me gently backwards
onto the bed, raising my hands to the wrought iron
headboard he threaded the handcuffs through the
centre and clasped the other cuff onto my free
hand. He stood back to admire the view, me totally
naked and at his mercy cuffed to the bed.
I still felt a little nervous being restrained
this way but we had agreed that my legs would
remain free so that when we made love my legs
would be able to wrap around his to draw him
deeper into me.
My nervousness began to vanish as he began kissing
my neck, his kisses where moving downwards towards
my breasts, by the time he took my first nipple
into his mouth they were erect with anticipation.
He sucked each nipple in turn gently taking them
between his teeth and tenderly biting them,
already I could feel the heat building up between
my legs.
The journey continued as he circled his tongue
around my belly button moving ever nearer to my
wetness. As soon as his tongue touched my slit I
shivered with delight, goosebumps breaking out all
over my body. My clitoris was being teased and
tormented by his wonderful tongue when suddenly he
stopped, I looked at him, his eyes were focused on
the doorway as I turned to look I was shocked to
see our son Nigel standing watching.
"Get out!" I screamed, angrier at being caught
like this than anything else.
He didn't move, it was like he was in a trance.
"Nigel please leave us and shut the door as you
go," said Peter trying to remain cool.
He still didn't move.
"Nigel, go," said Peter once again.
"I'm s s s sorry," said Nigel, "I've just have
never seen a naked woman before."
"It's not a woman it's your mother for Christ's
sake, just go," said Peter this time a lot firmer.
"M m may I just feel her tit, please I just want
to know what it feels like," said Nigel bravely.
"I'm not going to tell you again, go," replied
Peter.
Nigel turned to leave, then hesitated.
"Just let me feel it, just once otherwise I might
just mention this by accident and I'm sure your
mates at the station would have a good laugh at
the use you found for the handcuffs."
I could stand this no longer, I wanted him to
leave and thought what harm could it do especially
if it gets him to go.
"Okay, one touch and do it quick," I said noticing
Peter give me a dirty look.
Nigel stepped towards the bed, bending over and
taking my whole breast in his hand and kneading it
like it was a pile of dough. His fingers touched
my still erect nipples squeezing them in
fascination.
"Can I touch your pussy mum," he asked.
I agreed simply to get this over with.
His fingers curled through my pubic hair before
running along my wet slit, causing me to gasp.
"That's enough, now will you please go, you've had
your fun," I said in the hope he would leave.
"Mum," he said, "can I fuck you."
My son saying such a thing shocked me, I was
waiting for Peter to go absolutely mad at hearing
this, but he never had time before Nigel once
again interjected.
"Mum, if you don't let me fuck you I'm going to
tell everyone that you and dad let me play with
your tits and pussy, I don't think that would go
down to well with the police, dad could get thrown
out even."
This was one hell of a predicament, I was appalled
that our son would even put us into this
situation, let alone want to fuck his own mother.
A long silence ensued; there was no way I was
going to let my own son have sex with me.
"Alright you can fuck your mother," said Peter
obviously finding his job was more important than
my feelings.
"No way," I said realising that I wasn't in a
position to stop him doing whatever he wanted.
Peter moved away as Nigel came to the end of the
bed unzipping his trousers as he got into position
to stick his prick into his my gaping wet hole.
Peter watched in shock and fascination as Nigel's
cock found the opening to my hole, There was no
hesitation as he forced his complete length into
me.
He was totally implanted inside me; there was no
motion, as he appeared to be savouring his
accomplishment before fucking me. His pumping
began, I thought he would only last seconds as
apparently he had not had a woman before.
Whatever happened there was no way I was going to
allow myself an orgasm, not from my own son. My
good intentions evaporated, after ten minutes he
was still going strong his cock pounding my cunt,
I could feel the heat rising and my orgasm getting
closer as he continued to fuck me with gusto. The
explosion within my body was uncontrollable as
orgasm after orgasm erupted within me, I could not
stop myself from wrapping my legs around Nigel as
he also reached orgasm spurting his incestuous
seed into me before collapsing on my used body.
At that precise moment the doorbell rang.
"Oh shit," said Nigel, "I forgot my friends were
coming round, I'll just get rid of them and we can
have some more fun. Now don't go away will you."
Nigel grabbed his father's gown and dashed
downstairs.
"Quickly undo these handcuffs before he comes
back, enough is enough," I said quietly to Peter.
Peter fumbled around in his trouser pockets
seeking desperately to find the key, but it was
too late we could hear Nigel coming back up
stairs.
As Nigel entered the room my heart sank as his
three friends followed him in. I tried to cross my
legs to at least protect some modesty.
"There, I told you I was busy fucking my mother,"
Nigel said to his friends with a hint of smugness.
Peter remained motionless, his flaccid cock an
indication of his suffering and embarrassment as
the scene before him unfolded.
"Any of you guys want to give her a ride?" asked
Nigel as if it was the most natural thing to ask.
"No fucking way, just get your arse out of here,
all of you," I responded, "Nigel just piss off
with your mates," I continued.
"Mum, dad, this is John and Wayne and Mike and
because you were so impolite they're all going to
fuck you mum whether you like it or not, right
guys? Go on Mike get yourself between her legs,
show her what you're made of."
Mike was hesitant at first but as he saw no
resistance from Peter he decided to take the
plunge. He removed his trousers and positioned
himself between my legs; I was about to be fucked
again against my will while the rest looked on.
I didn't see the size of Mike's cock but it was
sure bigger than any I had ever experienced
before. As it sunk deeper into me it started to
become painful, I groaned, Mike took this to be a
sign of enjoyment, which encouraged him to pump me
for all he was worth. Considering the inexperience
of youth just like Nigel he lasted a long time
before delivering his payload into my now sore
cunt. The pain that Mike caused me helped me to
control my self and avoid a further orgasm.
Next up was Wayne, he wasted no time slipping his
cock into me, it was a lot more comfortable than
the last one and I was unable to avoid a further
orgasm as he lunged in and out, within ten minutes
he also shot his load into me. By now I could feel
all their juices oozing out of my cunt and running
down the crack of my arse.
"Okay John your turn, go for it," said Nigel.
"No thanks," replied John with a shrug of the
shoulders.
"Oh yea I forgot your gay. How about fucking my
dad if you want?"
"No, not really, but I am curious what it would be
like to fuck a woman up the arse. Would you mind?"
said John.
"NO!" I screamed, "that is disgusting, it's not
natural," I continued.
"It may not be natural to you but it sure as hell
is to John," chuckled Nigel.
"Dad grab that leg, Mike take that one and lift
them up so John can see his target."
They lifted my legs so that they were stretched
wide above me, my arsehole exposed and vulnerable.
John slipped his fingers into my cunt scooping out
their nasty deposits and rubbing it into my
arsehole. His fingers were rough as he massaged
the sperm into and around my virgin hole. The
first I knew that he was starting to slip his cock
into me was from the pain, as my hole was forced
open by his pressure. He drove deeper into me the
pain becoming unbearable, his rhythm became steady
and the pain eased. I knew he had come inside my
arse when the warm liquid squirted into me.
"Well mum we had an amazing time thank you for
letting us fuck you. But before we go just one
thing dad, get your tongue between mums legs and
lick her clean."
Peter did as he was told, his tongue even now
bringing me to another orgasm.
"One other thing folks, whenever I want to use
your cunt or let my friends fuck you, just be
willing and able, or else I blow your career dad,"
stated Nigel.
Luckily it never happened again but one day we
will get even.
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