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Subject: The Filthiest Slut in the World (Part 2)--Meet Mom
Date: Tue, 29 Aug 2006 16:44:31 -0700
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We got off the bus and the gothic girl said: "Before we go any
further, I want you to meet my mom."
I began to panic thinking: "What the hell kind of game is this girl
playing?" But I held my tongue for the moment. We arrived at a small
purple house. Inside, the air in the was thick with steam; sweetened by
the scent of a woman's shampoo.
Her mother laid relaxed on a soft green couch. She had just gotten out
of the shower and wore a big red robe. Her hair hung wet. She was
busty, her cleavage showed through the upper part of the robe. She was
what people call a BBW. But there was an aura around this woman that
was evil, erotic and hungry.
Gothic girl introduced me with, "Mom, this is my new friend. I
don't know his name."
I didn't offer a name. Her mom never took her eyes off the television
screen. I asked the gothic girl if she was on some sort of medication.
The girl answered: "She's fine. She just hasn't had her afternoon
fix. That's why you're here."
I stared at her dumbfounded. She whispered in my ear: "I want you to
go over there and brush the head of your cock against my mom's
lips." Her way with words had a way of knocking me out of my senses.
She grew impatient and said: "If you're not up for this, you can
leave." Her eyebrows raised as she dared me with her eyes. I walked
over to her mother. Pulled my pants down to my knees, hestitated for a
moment, then I brushed the head of my dick against her lips.
Her lips were soft, moist and warm like the air around us. She parted
her lips just a little bit. I ran the head of my hard cock between
them. Then, all at once, there was warmth as she took me all the way
into her mouth. Then she held me there in a deepthroat. To my shock,
she somehow was able to keep sucking with my dick down her throat. Then
she started with the moaning hums as one hand grabbed my balls. I heard
her daughter sit down somewhere behind me. I glanced over at her. She
looked bored and annoyed.
I pulled the red robe open and viewed her chubby, but voluptuous body.
It was inviting.
The mom stopped sucking; she took my dick out of her mouth with a wet
smack of the lips. She got up, turned around and got on her knees. Her
breasts pressed against the back of the sofa. I pulled the back of her
robe up over her plump buttocks. The sight of that ass hanging in the
air caused an animal to stir inside of me. I when to plunge myself deep
inside her fat, juicy pussy; she stopped me. She grabbed my dick and
turned to me with a ferocious look. She growled at me, "Fuck me in
the ass."
The daughter appeared at my side with a handful of vaseline. She lubed
me up with slow, firm strokes, then she guided my dick into her
mother's anus. It was so tight and hot that I almost lost my load as
I was in. I took a deep breath and paused. Then I started pumping that
big smooth, milky white ass. It felt like the best fucking I had ever
done in my life. I gave her ass a hard slap that made ripples. I
squeezed her ass cheeks together around my cock as I pumped. I felt
like I was fucking a magic sex cushion of fat and flesh. I couldn't
hold it back any longer. I shot my load deep up in her ass.
I pulled out and looked down at my dick. It was covered in a brown and
white glop. I asked the gothic girl where I could clean up. She shot a
cold look at her mother and simply said: "Mom."
Her mother took my half-hard member in her mouth. She started sucking
and slopping up the mess. The sucking and smacking sounds were loud
enough to drown out the daytime talk. My knees started to shake. She
sucked and licked my entire genital region clean. Then she got up and
shut herself in the bathroom.
I took a deep breath, zipped up my pants and asked the gothic girl
"What now?"
She smiled at me. It was the first real smile I had seen on her face.
It was a beautiful and youthful smile. I had to admit to myself that I
was really beginning to like her. She said: "Lets go down to the
basement. I have something to show you."
I asked , "What's down there?"
She said: "A taste of hell; extreme pleasure and extreme pain..."
My heart pounded so hard that I honestly feared it would explode. Part
of me thought it would be wise to leave at that point. But I could not
leave.
I followed her downstairs.