Subject: My Boyfriend's Mom Joins In
Story Codes: mf Fm oral inc mother son
Diary Date: October 5, 1999
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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What happened this day with my boyfriend and his mother still remains as
one of the weirdest yet most erotic experiences of my life. Little did I
know at the time how it would influence me later in ways I never would've
expected. More than a few people have questioned whether this really
happened and frankly I probably would think the same if I was in their
shoes. I'm not sure what more I can say other than it did.
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 - Sex and My Boyfriend
Chapter 2 - Mother and Sister
Chapter 3 - An Invitation
Chapter 4 - Steve Fucks Me
Chapter 5 - Steve's Mom Watches Us
Chapter 6 - Marlene Takes My Place
Postscript
Chapter 1 - Sex and My Boyfriend
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There would never be another summer like this one! I was fourteen and
feeling so grown up now that I was a freshman in high school. As big a
milestone as this was it didn't quite qualify as the most important day
of the entire summer. No, the biggest day so far in my entire life was
the day I gave my virginity to Steve, the sixteen year-old brother of my
friend Sharon. It was just a few weeks earlier when it seemed he didn't
even notice me with my small boobs and skinny legs but after flirting
with him as his family's camp with some of Sharon's friends he asked me
out!!! Desperate to prove I was just as good as the older girls he
usually dated, I gave him my first blowjob that night and a couple weeks
later we had sex for the very first time. Well, it was MY very first
time but that's all that really mattered to me.
By the time I started going out with Steve my hormones had already been
raging furiously for the past couple of years just as they were in all my
friends. Although I'd discovered the miracles of masturbation back when
I was twelve, once I had the feel (literally) of the real thing in me it
seemed I couldn't get enough of it! I've never done drugs of any type
but the best way I can describe how I felt after experiencing sex for the
first time was that I was addicted. I've heard that there are drugs that
can lead to addiction after only one use. Well I don't know if that's
true or just something to scare people but based on my own personal
experience, when it comes to sex I can attest that it's definitely not an
urban myth! One time and I was hooked!
My transformation from semi-innocent church girl to a genuine cum-loving
slut was as quick as it was dramatic. It was like overnight it became
where all I could think about night and day was how incredible it felt to
have Steve fuck me. For the first couple of weeks after our first time,
I don't think we met once when we didn't have sex at some point. We even
fucked during a church service after I'd excused myself to supposedly use
the restroom. Other than my ever watchful mother, nobody seemed to
notice that Steve had the same need at the same time...
Having sex with Steve also changed our relationship, at least for me it
did. When we first started dating all I would do was blow him. I like
to think that he kept asking me out due to my natural "gift" but it
wasn't like we were boyfriend-girlfriend. Each time I pushed away his
exploring hands I could tell his frustrations grew and I had no doubt
that he would soon stop asking me out if I didn't put out sooner or
later. He had a well-earned reputation for dumping girls who didn't but
even so practically every girl in school was waiting for him to dump me.
Finally it came time for me to put out or get out. His hands were all
over me and I knew he was getting past the frustration stage when he
didn't even say said goodbye when he dropped me off at home. My biggest
concern was that I didn't want to give my virginity to someone who would
see me as just another conquest. Still, I decided to take the risk and
my gamble paid off when once we started fucking he stopped seeing other
girls and I was the only one he dated. Sharon was positively amazed! I
can remember her telling me how she never would've believed her horny
older brother would ever settle down with just one girl. In fact she
seemed more than a little jealous which was a little weird but it just
made me feel all the better.
Looking back I like think I was in love Steve but realistically at first
I didn't love him in a truly romantic way the way my mom loves my dad.
Did I have a crush on an older handsome boy who was fucking me? Heck
yes! Was he the love of my life and my future husband... no, at least
not yet at this stage of our relationship. Despite his rather formidable
reputation he's earned with the girls he'd been with in the past, when
Steve was with me he was always a gentleman. I loved how he always made
me feel special when we had sex. I was so lucky to have a guy like him
at a time of my life dominated by "firsts", someone who won't take
advantage of my naivety. Gradually over time my feelings for him matured
to a deeper form of love but at this point I was simply infatuated with
the guy, not to mention he made me feel incredible!
It was two months since our first time and Steve was still the only guy
I'd had sex with. Thanks to Steve's eagerness to tell everyone about us
my popularity surged like a rocket with all the boys at school. As such
my friends couldn't understand why I wasn't "branching out". Oh sure it
would have been easy to go out with other guys and indeed I turned down a
lot of offers. For now I was happy to experience the thrills my friends
were already enjoying - guys staring at me like I'm sexy, leering at me
and making lewd comments. I figured so long as Steve was satisfying me
why complicate things? Why kill the golden goose as they say! I trusted
Steve totally and enjoyed having sex with him so I was quite pleased with
my life at the moment.
Thankfully my parents were supportive of me during this time of change.
They both encouraged me, each in their own way. My mom was best when it
comes to listening to me like when I would tell her about my most recent
date with Steve. Afterwards she typically offered suggestions and tips
for how I might make our next date even better. My dad enjoyed buying me
cute outfits although they were usually just for wearing at home so I
could pose for his private photo collection. Once I was started sex on a
regular basis he took me out to Victoria's Secrets and bought me some
sexy bra and panty sets to wear out on dates. It was sort of funny as in
before then the last thing he ever wanted me to wear were bras and
panties! He also liked taking me out for new bikinis and other outfits
to help keep Steve's eyes on me.
Once Steve was really pleased seeing me in a new bikini. While we were
fucking afterwards he made a comment about how I needed to thank my mom
for letting me buy it. When I told him my dad had picked it out Steve
gave me the weirdest look! He was too horny at the time fucking me so he
didn't say anything. Even so I couldn't forget his expression so after I
made it a point after that not to mention anything about my dad buying my
clothes. Boy, if Steve couldn't understand why my dad would buy me sexy
string bikinis, imagine if he's see the latest sheer baby doll nightie
I'd posed in just a few weeks earlier!
In addition to ensuring I had proper outfits, my dad was concerned to the
point of obsession with my safety, even more so once I started having
sex. He made it clear from the start that he would much rather that
Steve and I fool around upstairs in my bedroom than sneak off and do it
in the backseat of his mom's car in some parking lot where God only knew
who might see us or what else might happen. I suppose given Steve's
family situation it was only natural that the first few times I invited
him up to my bedroom while my dad was home that he felt a bit intimidated
and self-conscious (to put it mildly). It took a bit of coaxing but
eventually his horniness overcame his shyness and he became a frequent
visitor to my bedroom.
While Steve may have accepted of my dad's offer to use my bedroom, I
always wondered what he would say if he knew the flip side of the coin.
Steve had the impression my parents were just providing us with a place
where WE were safe when in reality it was more so my dad could make sure
I was safe. He mostly trusted Steve but only to a point. Like it's been
said, "trust but verify". Having been a teenage boy himself a long time
ago he knew the urges and desires that can sometime take control of men,
especially teenage boys. Steve wasn't born blessed with any superhuman
powers of resistance so in my dad's view it didn't hurt to keep a close
eye on us - his eye to be more exact. One of the condition of using my
room was that we couldn't close the door all the way. At first my dad
teased Steve (at least tried to) that it was so in case I screamed he
could hear me. Well, that may be true but there's more. The reality is
my dad sneaked a peek now and then just to make sure everything was OK or
more specifically, that I was OK. Personally I thought it was a little
overkill on his part as I trust Steve totally but hey, so long as it made
my dad feel better I didn't care.
Really, why can't more parents be like my mine? Far too many girls are
forced to hide everything from their parents which can lead to problems
that may not have arisen had their parents been there to support them and
protect them. It's no wonder that teen suicide rates are so high,
especially among girls, and that teen pregnancies are as common as they
are when girls are left to deal with incredible emotional and physical
issues on their own!
To be sure there were lines we didn't cross at my house. For instance my
parents weren't nudist so running around stark naked for no good reason
was considered rude. My parents never had sex in front of me which is
the only time a door was shut in our house. According to my mom some
things were meant to be just between a husband and wife. I didn't need
to SEE them making love as I had no doubt they loved one another. I have
to admit thought having been a little curious, especially given how thin
the walls are in our old house.
Taking a cue from my parents' example, I've never even thought about
having sex with Steve openly in front of my parents. Technically a BJ
isn't sex but I figured I'd still be crossing a line with my parents not
to mention having any sort of sex in front of my parents would be a
bridge WAY too far for Steve. As for me, as horny as I was at times I
wouldn't have cared WHO was in the room! Oh well, you can't have
everything I guess.
As I mentioned before, while Steve and I didn't have to worry about
having sex privately at my house, it was a totally different situation at
his place where we had to be a LOT more discreet. Steve's mom wasn't
nearly as open-minded as my parents when it came to her kids having sex.
In fact, the very suggestion of premarital sex was enough to get her
riled up so I could only imagine what she might've said had we tried
doing anything when she was around. The irony was that Steve had quite
the reputation at school with the girls so it wasn't like he'd been some
innocent virgin that I was corrupting. If anything it was the exact
opposite so why was I getting the accusing looks? Heck, Steve was doing
my best friend Beth months before he even thought about dating me and yet
Marlene adored Beth!
Although Steve's mom and I got along fine when I was just Sharon's
friend, it seems that once Steve and I started getting serious that
things changed. Suddenly she started making little snide comments about
the way I dressed, especially when my shorts ride up too high and showed
off my butt or when my nipples would poke through a thin top. It was a
little confusing as it's not like I was dressing any different than I had
before I dated Steve. Once I could've sworn I heard her mumble something
like "little slut" under her breath after she eyed me in one of my
favorite cutoffs (the ones with big holes in the butt) and a tiny bikini
top. OK, so I admit the top was really way too small but it isn't like
there was all that much to hide. Had my boobs been spilling out the way
Beth's did in the undersized tops she favored then I could understand but
Marlene doesn't even look twice at her. Apparently she didn't know Steve
was fucking her either!
Speaking of how being called a slut totally depends on the
circumstances... when Steve or my dad called me their "little slut" I
took it as a compliment in that I knew they meant I looked sexy and
desirable - just what every young girl dreams of being. Alas, not so
when Marlene said it as she used a completely different tone of voice
that made it quite obvious she wasn't complimenting me!
Given the way things were I'm sure all hell would have broken loose if
Marlene ever found out that her supposed saint of a son has been fucking
his little girlfriend pretty much on a daily basis the past couple of
months - sometimes even twice or more. It made it even more naughty
knowing she would probably have fainted dead away if she knew about the
time we did it on her bed! That was Steve's idea which I thought was a
little weird at the time but since he promised to fuck me extra good I
wasn't about to say protest - and he kept his word! Later when I told
Sharon about it she just whined because he didn't want to do it on HER
bed, LOL. There were times I really had to wonder about her.
Speaking of Sharon, what I would love to have told Steve, but never
dared, was that it would be far more interesting to see his mom's
reaction if she knew that her own daughter was jealous of me and would do
about anything to have her older brother all to herself! Actually, it
would have been just as interesting if not more to see Steve's reaction
as well but Sharon had sworn me to secrecy. Not that I blamed Steve or
his mom as I thought the whole "fuck my brother" thing of Sharon's was
kinky at best and I was the one fucking him!
Once Steve and I started having sex regularly it didn't take long for me
to discover something new about myself besides having an unquenchable
appetite for his hard dick. Turns out not only was I a certified slut
but quite the exhibitionist as well. Oh sure I'd always loved posing in
sexy clothes for my dad but that was at home and after all, he WAS my dad
so no big deal. With Steve doing me most days my self-confidence had
gone through the roof and I loved displaying myself in front of everyone
and anyone. At first we just did it in my bedroom or in his basement but
soon we branched out. I found some of my favorite places to have sex
were those that had an element of danger, someplace where someone might
catch us like a movie theater or simply somewhere we weren't supposed to
do it. Doing it in church was always lots of fun and really got me off,
especially if I could listen to the service while we were doing it! It
so turned me on knowing all those people were up there with not a clue as
to what was happening right below them in a deserted classroom... I loved
it and the element of danger seemed to make me cum even harder.
All in all we were just typical horny teenagers so sometimes when one of
us was really extra randy we did it at times and places that weren't
always the smartest. For instance not too long ago he'd fucked me in the
basement of their house during one of Sharon's slumber parties when his
mom was home. Her bedroom was right over us at the time and I don't know
how in the world she didn't hear us but I'm guessing her TV must have
been too loud. Wow, if she had decided to come downstairs and caught us
it would have been all over for him - and maybe me too. Still, it was
the element of risk that made it feel so incredible to have him fuck me
at times like that. All I know is I really came hard that night and as I
did I was looking up wondering if she could hear me moaning!
As much fun as it was to find someplace new, usually it was just easier
to simply do it in my bedroom. Granted it may not be as adventurous but
it was convenient and always available. I can still remember one day not
long after we'd started having sex when we were at my house and Steve was
fucking me hard in the missionary position. With the way my bed is
positioned in my room it meant he was facing away from the door so he
didn't see what I did - my dad peeking through the crack as he watched us
from the hallway! Thankfully Steve never saw him! Of course, since the
thought of sex with MY parents never even crossed my mind at that age it
never occurred to me that my dad might be thinking about anything more
than just watching us.
While I knew he was keeping an eye on us, that was the first time I
actually saw my dad watching me having sex but not the last by far. As
it was I just smiled at my dad and turned my attention back to Steve's
cock as he plowed me with it like some sort of fucking machine. It was
also the first time anyone had actually watched me having sex at least so
far as I knew. Being watched so turned me on even though being it was my
dad made it a little less arousing. Even so I had a major orgasm right
on the spot but the funny part was that Steve was so proud of himself
thinking HE was responsible for my incredible orgasm. Well I wasn't like
I was about to tell him the real reason!
Chapter 2 - Mother and Sister
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Before I paint too bad of a picture of her, Steve's mom really shouldn't
be blamed completely for being the way she was. Marlene's no-good
cheating husband had dumped her for his young secretary which would sour
just about any middle-aged woman on men and sex. The shame is that
Marlene still worked hard to keep herself in great shape and looked at
least ten years younger than she was. No wonder that she was so
embittered about men, especially when it came to sexy young girls even if
they were just fourteen. Was she thinking I was going to "steal" her son
away from her like her husband's secretary had done with him? I'll let
the psych majors answer that one but you never know what people might be
thinking. In my humble opinion there's a huge difference between your
teenage son having sex with his girlfriend and your husband committing
adultery but when it comes to a mother's heart all bets are off and logic
doesn't apply.
After a bitter divorce Marlene got full custody of Sharon and Steve along
with their younger brother Jim. Their selfish father didn't even contest
custody as apparently he didn't want any kids hanging around to interfere
with him and his new harlot. Steve's mother would sometimes go off on a
rant about men and how they want nothing but sex. Just to be safe, as a
general rule we never did anything at his house unless his mom was gone.
Sharon would be home sometimes but that's OK with me as she swore to be
discreet and always left us alone - or so Steve thought.
As much as he claimed to be able to spot girls that wanted him, Steve
didn't seem to know that his younger sister had the hots for her big
brother. Sharon had always mentioned things like that but we all just
assumed she was pulling our legs. It wasn't until her brother started
fucking me that I saw how jealous she was and realized her so-called
jokes weren't jokes at all! As I said, Steve has no idea but I knew that
Sharon spied on us having sex whenever she could. Sort of like my dad
with one big difference - she did it to get off and could've cared less
about my safety! As you might imagine I never told Steve about our
secret audience but often after Steve had fucked me Sharon and I would
sit down together and talk about it. Sometimes we'd get so turned on
that we each started masturbating while imagining Steve fucking each of
us in an incestuous threesome. OK, I'll admit THAT one is more than a
little weird but any excuse to masturbate works for me!
Before Sharon I'd never really thought much about incest, probably most
likely because I was an only child. Now I found out that it turned me on
to listen to Sharon talk about how much she wanted her brother and then
to see her masturbating as she called his name... that was just plain
HOT! I'd never met anyone before who wanted to have sex with someone in
their own family and it seemed REALLY strange at first to have my friend
getting off to thoughts of her own brother. Regardless of how bizarre
such thoughts were, I really couldn't blame her. Heck, if Steve had been
MY older brother I probably would've felt the same way!
Much to Sharon's frustration Steve was NOT into the incest fantasy and so
far as he was concerned Sharon didn't exist unless he was trying to get
information about me. She'd all but thrown herself at him but the more
she flaunted herself the more he pulled away from her. Well, at least
one member of the family was normal!
As much as we masturbate together neither Sharon or I even mentioned
anything about having sex with each other. Given my infatuation with my
boyfriend's cock I certainly didn't consider myself a lesbian. Other
than some innocent pranks during a sleepover or girls-only party I've
never even seen two girls doing it for real. Sometimes I wondered what
would have happened if either of us took the initiative and made a first
move. I don't think Sharon would resisted given the way we kissed at her
last slumber party although it didn't hurt that my mouth had been full of
her brother's cum at the time! While I wasn't really turned on by the
thought of sex with girls I still enjoyed masturbating with my friends -
go figure! Then again, I masturbated occasionally with my mom and WE
didn't have sex so maybe it wasn't that big of a deal.
In any case, Steve and I always made sure that before we fooled around at
his house that his mom was definitely not going to return before we were
done. Just too many potential complications otherwise!
Chapter 3 - An Invitation
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On this particular day Steve's mom was out to get her hair done -
something that typically takes three to four hours at a minimum. Sharon
told Steve that she was going to be out with some friends shopping and
Jim was at a friend's house so as soon the moment that the two of them
were out the door Steve was dialing me to inform me that we had his house
to ourselves!
Unknown to Steve, I actually got TWO phone calls, the one from Steve but
also another from Sharon informing me that she wasn't really going
shopping. Instead, she would really be hiding and watching us so I
needed to be sure Steve fucked me someplace where it would easy for her
to watch - like the living room or family room and NOT one of the
bedrooms. I was in the kitchen with my mom when they both called so she
asked me what all the phone calls were about. I practically giggled like
a grade school girl I was so excited.
"It's gonna be so cool... Steve's mom is out at the salon and he wants me
to come over," was all I said at first. My mom looked at me and shook
her head in mock disbelief.
"Somehow that grin on your face tells me he didn't just ask you to come
over to do homework," she teased me.
My tongue licked my lips subconsciously and I just gave her my newly
patented naughty slut look. She responded by rolling her eyes at me the
way she did whenever she couldn't believe something about me - which was
becoming a rather frequent thing.
"Yeah, I figured as much... have fun." Then she seemed to think for a
moment and her eyes tunneled in on me again. "OK, so that was the first
call I assume... who was the second from?"
For a moment I hesitated, something she immediately picked up and now she
was REALLY interested in whereas until I'd given myself away it was more
just idle curiosity. Sure I could've told her most anything had I
answered right away but now she knew me well enough to figure out that it
must be something more personal. Oh well, what could it hurt?
"Well, that was Sharon telling me she would be hiding at home to watch
us," I blurted out, figuring best to just get it out and over with.
"Sharon? You mean his sister Sharon?... she watches the two of you
having sex?"
I couldn't tell for sure if she was curious, surprised or shocked. My
mom and I had never really discussed incest, except maybe in a clinical
way like after something would come up in the news so I had no idea where
she stood on the subject. Since we'd never talked seriously about it I
had to assume it wasn't something she was all that interested in or maybe
it was something that bothered her to talk about.
"She just watches us Mom... it's not like she joins in or anything
creepy."
"But still... does Steve know his sister is watching?"
"Oh heavens no!" I replied quickly, "Trust me, he's not interested in her
at all."
"OK, well I don't see any harm either way... I was just wondering is all.
Be careful."
I kissed her on the cheek and gave her a hug. My mom was so wonderful!
How many other moms would encourage their fourteen year-old daughter to
go off and let their boyfriend screw them - and then say it was OK for
his sister to watch? Well, she hadn't come right out and approved it but
she hadn't said anything bad either.
Turning to go, my mom called out, "Hey, is that any way to kiss your own
mother?"
She was right of course but I was so worked up about seeing Steve I
hadn't really thought about it.
"Sorry Mom," I apologized as I turned and put my arms around her neck
and kissed her. Her lips felt so warm against mine! As our tongues met
I thought about feeling Steve's tongue on my clit and I moaned softly.
My mom broke off and looked at me a little strange.
"I hope that was meant for Steve," she whispered softly yet there was
something in her tone I couldn't quite place.
"Sorry mom," I apologized, blushing a little. Exactly what I was sorry
for I wasn't sure but it seemed the right thing to say under the
circumstances and she seemed satisfied with my answer.
She just waved me off and so I ran upstairs to quickly freshen up.
Fortunately I'd showered earlier but my hair was a wreck so I pulled it
back in a ponytail which I knew Steve preferred on me anyways. He said
it made me look even younger which seemed to help fulfill some fantasy of
his. Whatever. A pair of jeans and blouse was all I decided to wear as
I knew it really didn't matter what I wore - it wouldn't be on me for
long if I knew Steve!
With each step I took to his house the hornier I got. God, I couldn't
wait to be fucked by Steve but to have Sharon watch us without Steve
knowing was going to make it all the more special! I remembered the
first time she'd watched. I had no idea she had until afterwards when we
were talking and she brought it up. At first I felt almost violated but
then I realized how turned on it made her and now I loved it all the more
when she watched as well. There was just something about knowing she was
watching and wishing she could have what I was getting that turned me on.
As I mentioned earlier, I was finding out more each day it seemed what a
natural exhibitionist I was.
Chapter 4 - Steve Fucks Me
==========================
When I arrived at his house Steve met me at the front door wearing my
favorite outfit - absolutely nothing! Seeing his awesome nude body when
he greeted me at the door for me sent a chill up and down my spine. The
sly grin on his face told me he'd obviously been thinking about me as
well - not to mention the massive erection he was slowly stroking. I
looked behind me at the street and wondered if anyone was watching close
enough to see him nude in the doorway! Steve seemed to be thinking the
same thing when he retreated back into the entranceway a bit.
"Come on Kelly! Quit wasting time... get that cute little ass in here!"
No matter how many times I'd seen and touched it, I couldn't help but
stare at his swollen cock as it stood at attention. When it was hard
like this it also curved upward like a banana. Granted, I'd only
actually seen two dicks in my life but I couldn't imagine one that could
have looked better. Mmmmmmm, it definitely looked like it was ready for
action.
As soon as I was inside I closed the painted steel door behind me and
stripped right there in the entranceway as my horny boyfriend watched me
and stroked himself. Given I wasn't wearing much it didn't take long so
a few moments later my clothes were in a pile at the door. Oh well, so
much for worrying about what to wear! Steve looked at me with his mouth
hanging open. I loved it when he looked at me that way, like a starving
dog with a steak in front of him ready to be served.
"God you look so cute," he whispered to me in an almost reverent tone, "I
love it when you wear your hair that way. Are you sure you're fourteen?"
He was teasing of course but between having my hair pulled back, my
little boobs and short fuzzy pussy hair, I probably DID look more like
twelve than fourteen. Normally that would've discouraged me since I was
always embarrassed when I was naked around girls my age. Being with
Steve and seeing how turned he got was really the only time I felt good
about looking younger than my age. My mom tried to console me by saying
that I would appreciate the family genes when I got older. Maybe so, but
there were times on the beach I would've loved to have bigger boobs for
the guys to stare at.
"Hmmmmmm," I said back to him as I stared at his wonderful cock, "And
just what have you been thinking about doing to me that made THIS happen?
Just what kind of naughty girl do you think I am?"
Steve just laughed. "I know EXACTLY what kind of girl you are Kelly.
You're a wicked little slut who can never get enough of my cock so just
shut up and get that little ass on the couch so I can give you came over
here for!"
Although I pretended to pout at the slut comment I knew in fact I really
was one - or well on my way at least. Frankly I didn't care that kids at
school were starting to call me a slut - some even to my face. So what
if I loved sex and didn't care if people knew it? As for the couch, it
didn't matter to me where Steve fucked me, just so long as he fucked me
somewhere Sharon would have a great view. Of course I didn't see or hear
any sign of her but I had to assume she was hiding somewhere close by.
With the two of were both nude so quickly the undressing ritual was
avoided allowing us both to sit down on the couch close to each other.
Steve put his strong arms around me and pulled me tight against his hard
body. My breasts pushing against his chest and I could see his hard cock
standing up, waiting for me. Dang it felt so good! I had one arm around
his lower back and then I reached down to grab his tight wrestler ass and
massaged it slowly.
Steve was not only an athlete but he also worked on a local farm during
the summer. Mmmmmmm, there wasn't an ounce of fat on him. His bare butt
was so warm and smooth - I loved the firm feel of it in my hands. We
kissed for a while as our tongues explored while he played with my hair
and ran his hands all over me. As he ran his fingers through my hair I
shivered as a chill ran through my body. I loved it when someone played
with my hair and it became literally a sexual experience when Steve did
it long enough.
If we'd been at my house where I knew we had as much time as we wanted I
could've stayed beside him like that for hours. Cuddling and gentle
groping is a massive turn-on for me although I knew Steve's cock had
other intentions. I couldn't blame him as after all, he WAS a guy which
meant he just wanted to fuck me and get it over with. It was obvious
from the way his cock quivered that it was demanding attention so finally
Steve sat up straight on the couch while I kneeled on the floor between
his knees. Holding his wonderful dick in one hand, my other hand was
soon between my legs were I could feel my soaking wet pussy craving some
attention of its own.
"That's it, suck my dick Kelly," Steve demanded, "C'mon, take it in your
mouth and suck it!"
Ignoring his directions, I gently licked the underside of his hard cock,
teasing him as he pressed it forward to try to push it in my mouth. Then
I twirled my tongue around the head several times and looked up at him.
"Mmmmmmm, so do you like my mouth on your cock Steve?"
He nodded vigorously and so I continued, "Tell me how it feels."
I spit on his cock to get it wetter and more slippery so it would be
easier to stroke it with my hand. Taking his swollen head in my mouth, I
sucked on it like it was a popsicle, letting my tongue have its way with
it. Then I took him in all the way as I allowed my hand to slide off of
him just as my lips reached the base of his hairy crotch. Shaking my
head back and forth with his cock pressing against the back of my throat,
I noticed how good he smelled. With my nose buried in his thick black
pubic hair the musky male odor of his crotch was overwhelming.
As I sucked his dick Steve laid his head back against the couch and
groaned, "Oh god Kelly, that feels so good! Suck it more, suck my dick
you fucking bitch!"
He really didn't have to ask as I was more than happy to do it on my own!
Using my hand and mouth I sucked his cock like it was the last one I
would ever have. My hand stroked it on the upward movement, following my
mouth as it let him escape and then stroking him downward as my mouth
absorbed him again. He felt so warm in my mouth and I loved the taste of
him. His crotch had a strong musky smell that was sensual and just a
little dirty at the same time. His pubic hair would play against my face
and forehead when I took him in my mouth, tickling me and reminding me of
where my head was - buried in my boyfriend's crotch like some sort of
whore!
Steve had both hands on my head, grabbing my hair and driving my head
down onto him. As he got more excited his hips started to buck up
against me in time with my movements as if he was trying to fuck my
mouth.
"Oh fuck Kelly, don't stop! Dammit don't stop now!... Suck it... Suck my
dick!"
His voice was rising and I wondered if Sharon was getting an eyeful of
how good I was sucking her brother. I could imagine her playing with
herself, wishing it was her name he was calling out instead of mine.
Steve was humping my face the way he liked to fuck my pussy, driving
himself deeper into my mouth with each stroke. He began to pant like a
dog and suddenly he lifted himself up and pushed my head down onto him
hard just as a huge load of cum ejected from his cock directly into my
mouth. It was hot and slimy with a salty aftertaste and I loved it
better than any steak dinner. He held my head onto him as he came again
and again, each time filling my mouth fuller and fuller with his sperm.
Between his cock rammed all the way in and the ever expanding load of
cum, I wasn't able to hold it all in and so I loosened my lips to let
some of it spill out. It dripped down off my chin and onto the couch but
this wasn't the first time the poor couch had been stained by cum and it
wouldn't be the last if I had anything to do with it
Steve must have been hornier than usual as he unleashed even more of his
cum into my mouth. He gave me at least five or six full loads plus a few
drops afterwards as he slowed his humping and finally settled back in the
couch. Loosening his grip on my head allowed me to finally lift it up
and get a good view of my handiwork. Mmmmmmm, his cock had flopped away
from my lips and it took several swallows to rid my mouth of his cum. A
little was left so I spit it out onto his cock and stroked him with my
hand, spreading his cum all over it. Finally I licked it clean again,
feeling him spasm again as my tongue lingered over the base of his
sensitive cock head.
After he'd cum his cock had softened a little but as I licked it and
kissed it I could feel the heat building again. It wasn't long before my
sixteen year-old stud was ready to go again! It thrilled me as my pussy
was literally dripping with the anticipation of having this incredible
cock drilling its way inside. Looking him in the eyes as licked my lips
slowly, I slowly allowed a sexy smile to appear on my face as I slowly
spoke the words that I knew he loved to hear more than any others...
"Fuck me," I whispered in a hoarse voice almost overcome with my need for
him.
That was all, just two one-syllable words yet I'd learned quickly those
two words did more to turn Steve on than an entire speech. What I loved
most about saying them was it almost meant usually he would quickly do
exactly that!
Just then I could have sworn that I heard a sound and for just a moment I
felt this prickly feeling on the back of my neck like someone was
watching us. Sort of like the feeling you get in a haunted house. Yet
rather than being scared I smiled as I pictured Sharon trying to sneak a
peek of her brother and girlfriend doing it. Sharon told me she often
masturbated while she watched us so I assumed the noises I thought I'd
heard were just her getting a little carried away. Steve apparently
hadn't heard anything so I was glad she was enjoying the show as the best
was yet to come!
Then I heard it again and this time I was sure it was real. What the
heck was it?
My thoughts didn't wander long as I could feel Steve's cock stiffen even
more after I'd asked him to fuck me. Steve had told me early in our
relationship that nothing turned a guy on like having a girl beg him to
fuck her. He said that guys were always dying to get in a girl's pants
and for her to actually beg for it was the ultimate cock teaser.
Steve maneuvered me on my hands and knees so he could enter me from
behind doggy style. I spread my legs wide apart for him in an obscene
pose only to be rewarded by the sensual feeling of his fingers spreading
my pussy apart. Then I felt what I'd been waiting for ever since he
phoned me earlier - the feel of his thick erection pressing against me,
trying its best to penetrate me. Oh wow, I wanted him in me just as
badly as he did so I pushed my bare butt back against him to help to
drive his head into me. My tight pussy resisted him at first of course
but he just pushed harder and suddenly it was like I was being split
apart as his cock literally forced its way deep inside of me.
It didn't take long once we started having sex to learn I particularly
loved that instant when Steve's cock first violated me, when it would
literally split me apart and then rub up against the ultra-sensitive wet
regions just inside the entrance to my pussy. Whether it be his finger
or his cock, Steve was always trying to push SOMETHING into me as far as
he could as if there was a prize for getting the farthest up me. The
strange truth is that it's only the first inch or so of my pussy that's
really sensitive. Leaving his cock head barely in me actually stimulates
me more than anything. Pushing his whole cock in me gave me the
satisfaction of knowing he was coupled all the more deeply within me,
sharing more of me, and thus was more of an emotional uplifting than
physical.
In all fairness, pushing in deeper into me is also good in the sense that
when he stroked in and out it was like a violinist taking a long stroke
against the strings and thus producing more of a sustained note than a
short one. Well, I guess you could say Steve plays my pussy like a
violin. He pressed harder and I could feel more of him entering me,
filling me with his stiff teenage cock.
Finally my butt was tickled by his bush of pubic hair and I felt his
crotch pressed against my ass so I knew he was in all the way then. We
were coupled together, joined as one using the most intimate parts of our
bodies. As I said, feeling him deep in me made me feel wonderful in an
emotional way, knowing Steve was literally mating me in every sense of
the word. Steve reached around me and massaged my small breasts as I
kept one hand rubbing my pussy. He loved it when I did that because his
cock could feel my pussy moving as I fingered my clit. He also knew that
I loved to touch myself any chance I got plus it helped me to reach a
stronger orgasm than I got with just his cock in me.
"Stay there," I asked, "Just stay there a moment."
He was anxious to fuck me so I knew it wouldn't last long but I loved
this moment when we first got started. On my knees with my boyfriend
inside of me, I closed my eyes and squeezed down on him, marveling that
this hard warm thing was filling me. It was like he was now a part of me
as I accepted him. I felt so... complete I guess is the word to use.
Like somehow I had been empty and missing something which now had been
restored.
It only lasted a few seconds though as Steve started to literally pound
my butt as his cock slipped in and out of me like a battering ram when
this time I thought for sure I saw a shadow or something. Damn! If
Sharon wasn't careful then Steve was going to catch her and then who knew
what might happen! Actually I'd masturbated a number of times
fantasizing about what I HOPED would happen but in real life things don't
always work out the way we wish they would.
If that was true then I guess it meant this was real life to the max...
Chapter 5 - Steve's Mom Watches Us
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Steve grunted as he pushed hard into me and I closed my eyes as I felt
his cock fill me to where I thought I might burst. When I opened them
and focused, out of the corner of my eye I saw a woman entering the room.
My immediate assumption was it was Sharon and for a brief second I
thought my ultimate fantasy was about to come true. Would Steve let her
join us? Would he fuck us both?
Suddenly a voice rang out and my heart sank as I realized not only was I
dead wrong about it being Sharon watching us, but completely screwed as
well - and not in the way I was loving how Steve was doing it to me.
Obviously it hadn't been NOT Sharon that was watching us all this time.
No, that would have been too lucky. Instead it turned out to be Steve's
MOM! Oh... My... God!
Marlene was dressed in jeans and a white blouse - not all that unlike
what I'd worn over actually except based on the outline under her blouse
she obviously was wearing a bra which meant most likely panties as well.
Why I even noticed that I can't say as it's not like she ever didn't have
them on. Just weird things you notice when your life flashes before your
eyes. After taking a few steps in she paused to take in the scene spread
out in front of her. Judging by her stern expression and pursed lips I
could only imagine what was going through her mind. Dang, just how long
had she been watching us anyway and why did she wait until now to make
herself known? For that matter, why wait at all or else why not just
stay where she was and watch? Yeah, it's really amazing how many
thoughts can run through your head in about one second!
"Alright you two, don't either of you move one muscle - stay exactly as
you are!" she commanded. Steve repositioned himself, more to take the
weight off his arms but his mom would have none of it barking out,
"Dammit I said don't move!"
She sounding exactly like you'd expect a mother to sound when she finds
her kids misbehaving. Now you would think our first reaction would've
been to separate and hide ourselves but the shock was so great we both
froze in place other than Steve's minor repositioning. It was more than
just a bit weird since it left both of us 100% nude in front of her with
Steve kneeling behind me, his hard cock buried to the hilt in my wet
pussy. What was even more surreal was there were no sign of him losing
his erection and I could still feel my pussy throbbing around his cock.
It seemed that neither his cock or my pussy could care less what was
happening - they just wanted to stay together no matter what their owners
were thinking!
We both looked over to the middle of the room where his mother was
standing and then I was horrified to see she was holding Sharon's fancy
35mm camera! Wow, like not only were we busted, she even had proof! His
mom stepped up closer and looked sternly at the two of us. I dreaded to
think about what was going to happen next. What in the world could she
be thinking with the two of us in front of her all naked and coupled
tightly together in what she probably considered a sinful act?
We might have stayed that way all day if his mom hadn't broken the
silence saying, "You know, I had a sneaky suspicion that the two of you
little horny toads have been up to no good lately so I parked a block
away and sneaked back into the house. Well, I've been watching you two
sex fiends go at it like rabbits. As you can see I took pictures of
everything so don't even try denying it!"
Yeah, like we would be likely to claim that we were just doing homework
and his dick just mysteriously ended up inside of me. All I could think
was that this couldn't be happening! It was so surreal, like I was in
some dream or nightmare instead of real life. Who would ever believe it
was possible outside some porn movie - me stark naked on my elbows and
knees gripping my boyfriend's stiff dick with my fourteen year-old pussy
while his self-righteous mother stood just six feet away with a camera!
It couldn't get any more shocking, could it? Wrong! It was then that I
realized she wasn't just standing there either - she was still taking
pictures! What made it really bizarre was that Steve's cock was staying
rock hard while she did, still not shrinking an inch inside me. Then
again only a young horny teenage boy could've maintained an erection
under the circumstances and Steve certainly met all the criteria.
As for me, I was feeling totally confused. On the one hand I was
mortified that his mother had caught us like this. Yet on the other hand
I could still feel Steve's dick in me, fucking me like I loved to be
fucked and in my heart I still wanted him to keep going no matter who was
watching. Sure I'd often fantasized about someone watching us having sex
but then I'd never dreamed it would ever actually happen and certainly
not by his own mother!
As the standoff continued I couldn't figure out his mom. What in the
heck was she doing? I kept waiting for the inevitable explosion but then
to my utter astonishment a smile replaced the frown as she couldn't keep
a straight face any longer and she started to laugh.
"Oh come on you two, quit looking so scared, "she admonished us, "You
kids can't possible believe I haven't known that the two of you were
doing this, do you?"
"Actually, we DID believe it!" Steve started to protest but his mom cut
him right off.
"Oh for heaven's sake Steve, park it. Everyone knew you were jerking off
at camp this summer peeking at the little girls all but naked in their
new bikinis. Then at the fair your penis was about to burst from your
pants anytime you were even close to her. When I started smelling her
pussy on your hands after you came home from a date I knew you were
screwing her - you really should wash up afterwards dear and Kelly my
dear, you should've warned him how sensitive a woman's sense of smell is
when it came to another girl's pussy scent."
Oddly I smiled and nodded as I had to admit she was right about one
thing. There WAS something about the odor of a woman's pussy that was
unmistakable to another woman. At home if either my mom or I masturbated
and didn't wash up good afterwards, invariably the other would notice and
make a comment about it, sometimes teasing the other good-naturedly.
Steve hands had been on my hips and I could feel him starting to relax
his death grip on me as his mom went on. Dear god, was she going to make
this into some sort of speech?
"What I get the biggest kick out of is how unbelievably horny the two of
you are," she continued, "My god, you kids do it more than rabbits! Do
you have even the slightest idea of what a pain it's been for me to leave
the house so you can have your fun? Even then, you couldn't resist doing
it right under my bedroom during Sharon's slumber party."
She looked at me with that self-satisfied, smug look of someone who knew
a lot more than people thought she did. "What, I may be old but I'm not
deaf and Kelly dear, you're quite the moaner, aren't you? Well, after
THAT I knew it was time to do something about it."
Oh-oh, now we were finally going to get it. I had the sense a storm had
been gathering while she spoke and now it was time for the lightning to
strike us down. For the first time I actually felt a little scared but
just when I thought it was all over for us, she laughed to let us know
she was just teasing us again. Not TOO scared though to feel Steve
instinctively hump into me a little. Wow, talk about weird... he hadn't
shrunk one bit!
"Actually, what I REALLY think is that it's time to make this easier for
all of us," she went on. Then to my surprise she continued on with,
"Well, just don't act like a statue Steve, get back to it boy. Why do I
always have to tell you to finish what you started? Somehow I don't
think Kelly's the type of girl who likes her guy to quit half-way. Looks
like you found yourself a REAL slut this time, didn't you?"
Despite her somewhat odd comment about me I turned back to look at Steve
who now finally had a look of total confusion. As for me I was actually
feeling the same - like what the heck was she talking about? Marlene
rolled her eyes and motioned at us with her hands.
"Good grief, don't just stare at me like two idiots. I've been watching
and hell, look at both of you - you're STILL so damn horny you haven't
even split apart. I'll be damn if you're still humping her Steve! So
c'mon, show me how you like drilling your little slut. Frankly I
would've thought she was too young for you though. Doesn't have much on
top, does she? Not like that stacked one you were doing before her."
I guess the same thing the ponytail did in making me look younger to turn
on Steve was having the opposite effect on his mom. The thing about my
boobs really wasn't necessary though. It was like she was taunting me.
I guess she didn't understand why a sixteen year-old boy would want to
fuck a fourteen year-old girl, especially when she looked to be more like
twelve when it came to her boobs. And to make that comment about my best
friend Beth wasn't really necessary either if you asked me.
Steve's face was still a bit flushed but with his cock still swollen and
pressing deeply into my pussy he was obviously still horny as hell. As
for myself, at our age the good ole' sex drive can override just about
anything so a smile slowly came back to my face and I looked back again
at Steve over my shoulder. If his mother hadn't been so nonchalant about
it I might never have done it but under the circumstances, what the heck?
"Well Steve, what do you say?" I encouraged him looking back at him over
my shoulder. He looked at me like I was totally bonkers so I repeated
myself saying, "Listen to your mother and fuck me!"
In reality it probably didn't really matter what I said. He may have
been looking like he was dazed and confused but his cock certainly knew
what it wanted! Besides, I knew my boyfriend pretty good by now, at
least when it came to his sex drive, and if there was one thing I could
be certain about Steve was that when he was as horny as he was this day
he didn't think straight. Actually that was all for the good because now
he was running on pure instinct - sexual instinct. Amazingly, not even
the specter of his own mother watching us could dampen his lust for my
petite fourteen year-old body.
Sure enough, as hard as his cock was in me I knew all he wanted was to
fuck the pussy in front of him regardless of who was watching - eve his
own mother. The speed at which he was able to put aside the shock of his
mother catching us was an amazing demonstration of how powerful his
sexual needs were... showing both his mom and me how they could override
pretty much everything else. For me it wasn't that I was out of control,
at least not in the way he was. Actually I was starting to think it was
pretty hot that his mom was watching us! Heck, this was far better than
even Sharon watching. Just imagine... all this time I thought his mom
was such a prude and now here she was encouraging her son to fuck me -
while she WATCHED!
Just a note... It wasn't until much later that I had time to think about
this more. Actually it was my mom that raised my suspicions when I told
her about what happened. She wasn't buying it for a moment! There was
more to all this but I wasn't so sure it was what my mom suspected.
Meanwhile Steve seemed to somehow be able to ignore his mom's watchful
eye as he resumed what could only be described as a sexual assault on my
pussy. Steve's mom took up residence in a stuffed chair next to the
couch and watched us, snapping pictures almost continuously. Just when I
thought I thought things couldn't get any more bizarre, Marlene spread
her legs part and placed one hand on her crotch, rubbing what was now a
visible wet spot showing through her tight jeans (well, not as tight as
mine would've been but more so than I had never seen her wear before).
Then she moved her hand up until she was squeezing her ample breasts
through her blouse and bra. Wow, she was obviously getting more than
just a little horny watching her son fucking me! It would've been even
better I'm sure to use both hands but she needed at least one to operate
the camera. Yep, she was still making this all a Kodak moment!
Oh well, at that moment I really didn't care WHAT she did or HOW she
thought about me so long as she let her son fuck me all I wanted. As
Steve continued fucking me his mom kept on rubbing herself. It was
almost is if they were in sync with each other, mother and son somehow
linked together in some weird sexual psychic connection. As she had
pointed out I was never one to be quiet during sex so it was natural for
me to break the silence.
"C'mon, fuck me harder Steve," I demanded, "Show your mommy how hard her
son can fuck me!"
Steve loved for me to talk dirty during sex but then I surprised even him
when I started to talk that way to his mother as well.
"Oh god he feels so big in me Marlene, so hard," I moaned as I looked
over at her in the eyes. I'd never called her by her first name before
but it seemed more appropriate than "Mrs." "God I love your son's cock
in me! Your baby boy always fucks me soooooo good!"
It shouldn't have surprised me when she responded the way she did but I
was still getting use to the whole idea of his mom being there in the
first place, let alone masturbating and talking to us!
"Yes Kelly, that's it... tell me how it feels," she said slowly and
softly, "Mmmmmmm, tell me how his hard cock feels in you... tell me how
it feels to have my son's stiff cock fucking your wet baby pussy."
My own mother had never been in the room even with me when I was having
sex with Steve so it was almost creepy having his mom right there in
front of me just an arm's reach away. And not just watching... she was
telling me to describe how her oldest son's cock felt inside of me! The
only way I could keep my head on straight was to pretend she was MY mom
and I was telling her after I got home tonight what it felt like to have
Steve fuck me.
"Mmmmmmm, he feels so big inside of me,' I whispered softly, "Oh god, I
can feel his dick throbbing in me... it's so hot I feel like I'm burning
up!"
"That's it Kelly... now tell me more... don't hold anything back!" she
said, her voice trembling as she started rubbing herself faster. Strange
as it may sound it actually made it easier for me as it was more or less
the same reaction my mom often had whenever I came home and related the
events of my date.
Just as I was starting to get into it, my dialog was forced to pause as I
couldn't help but grunt loudly while Steve literally pounded my pussy.
It must have been the excitement raised by his mom watching as he'd never
thrust himself into me with such abandon before. He must've been getting
even more turned on as he listened to the two of us talking about him
fucking me. Between breaths I tried my best to describe to her how it
felt to have her teenage son fuck me, what it was like to have the boy
she'd raised and nurtured shoving his stiff dick in me now that he was
all grown up.
"Oh Marlene, I love it when Steve rams it hard into me, when I feel him
bang into my ass and push himself as deep inside of me as he can," I
managed to gasp as I was panting now from the fucking he was giving me.
"Oh yeah, he feels so warm inside of me, so big in me."
Steve must have been really getting turn-on by our dirty talk because it
didn't take long for him to reach his climax. "God I'm gonna cum!" he
announced loud enough for both me and his mom to hear.
Adding to my rapidly growing list of surprises, Steve's mom got up off
the chair and knelt down on the floor next to us. Now I was feeling more
than a little weird with her so close I could smell her - and she smelled
nice! She wasn't interested in me per se, our eyes never even met.
Instead she seemed to only care about watching where we were joined,
seeing her son's dick thrust in and back out of me as he fucked me and
reached a climax. Despite her apparent inattention to me, it still
excited me in a way I'd never felt before. Sure my parents had watched
me having sex with Steve, but that had always been more voyeuristic and
oh so much more subtle. Now it was like we were putting on a sex show
for his mom, to the point where I could almost imagine her joining in on
what we were doing. Indeed, the only way this could have been any hotter
would be for her to join in but obviously THAT would never happen!
Really, as surreal as it may be it was one thing to WATCH your son fuck
his girlfriend but I couldn't even imagine anything a mother wanting to
do any more than that. For Steve to fuck his mom would've been as likely
to happen as my dad fucking me - NOT something that would ever happen!
Marlene was acting more like a pornographic cheerleader than a mother.
It was like she was directing us in some sort of insane porn movie.
"That's it, fuck her Steve, cum in her for me! Make her cum Steve! Cum
for mommy," she urged him on.
Steve groaned and pushed himself tight against my bare butt as he tried
to submerge every possible bit of his cock into my pussy. He thrust
himself deep into me when a flash of heat exploded inside of me and I
could feel his sperm as he unloaded into me, almost like a warm stream
was flooding the inside of my pussy. In response to his orgasm I came
myself just as soon as I felt that first load in me, moaning as my head
fell back. I wiggled my ass in circle so I could feel his cock move
around inside of me.
"You like that when my boy cums in you, don't you dirty little girl?" she
asked me rhetorically, "You want his hot jism deep inside of you, I can
tell from the way you push into him. God, I can't believe you were a
virgin just a few months ago. My oh my, what a little slut you've
become... all thanks to my boy!"
It was like she was proud of her son for taking my virginity and turning
me into a slut but then why not? I managed to grin at her but I couldn't
speak as my pussy convulsed involuntarily, gripping Steve's cock and then
releasing it as if I were instinctively trying to milk the cum from his
dick. It was all I could do to breath as this incredible orgasm
continued to run all through me. Being fucked by Steve was plenty enough
to make me cum but having his own mother watch and encourage me was
driving me to a new height, one I'd never scaled before. I wiggled my
bare butt against his crotch, trying to make his cock move around inside
of me. His thick coarse pubic hair rubbed against my smooth bottom like
a soft hair brush.
I was totally focusing on Steve's cock in me when I heard a gasp and I
looked over at Steve's mom. She was sitting back again though still
rubbing herself through her jeans, the same way my mom does when she gets
REALLY horny. It almost looked like she'd peed her herself from the size
of the wet spot in her crotch!
"Oh my god, I can't take this any longer," his mother sighed, more to
herself than us it seemed. With that she stood up and quickly pulled her
jeans down and off. Surprisingly, despite my earlier predictions there
were no panties underneath. Then again maybe I shouldn't have been
surprised given how fast her pussy wetness had soaked through her jeans.
She was older than my mom but still in pretty good shape, looking hot for
her age. Her pussy was covered in thick luxurious black pubic hair which
looked like it had never seen a scissors let alone a razor. Standing
there in nothing but her blouse, I was amazed yet again at the incredible
transformation she was making from a prudish mother to a sexy MILF. I
had to give her credit - not a bad ass for a woman more than twice my
age.
As usual, Steve's cock remained hard in me even after cumming and he held
it still in me while I felt the afterglow of my orgasm slowly ebb away.
We were both mesmerized at the sight of his sexy mother stripping in
front of us as she next unbuttoned her blouse. For me it was the
fascination of having this woman who had always seem so uptight, so
repressed, suddenly let loose like some wanton whore. For Steve it had
to be a once-in-a-lifetime experience for a boy to watch his mother
stripping naked for him with god only knows what on her mind.
One thing I did know about Marlene, she ALWAYS wore a bra or at least
anytime I'd ever seen her in the past, even if she was wearing a
nightshirt. Today was no exception. Her impressive breasts had to be at
least a DD cup. While they weren't nearly as perky as I'm sure they were
in her prime, they didn't sag too terribly either. She had large dark
nipples made even bigger by the hardness created from her earlier
masturbating.
Steve was known for his love of big boobs. I was always self-conscious
of my little buds whenever some buxom babe was nearby and I would
invariably catch him staring at her chest. He would try to comfort me by
telling me that mine were perfect for cupping in his hand and sucking on
but I knew from the way he was mesmerized by other girl's chests that he
would've loved for me to be at least three cup sizes larger. I looked
over my shoulder and sure enough he was staring at his mom's boobs as she
slipped her arms through the bra straps, swiveled the bra around so she
could unhook it in front of her and took it off. Poor Steve had the same
look and expression of a hungry kid peering through the front window of a
candy store. His mom also saw where his attention was focused and she
cupped each boob in her hands and bounced them up and down for his
benefit.
"SO..., "she dragged out slowly, "Does my boy like his mommy's boobs?"
Steve just nodded as if too stunned to speak. Somehow he just wasn't
quite ready to tell his own mother in words that she had great breasts
which I supposed was perfectly understandable under these conditions. I
mean what normal sixteen year-old boy COULD tell his mom such a thing?
It would be like me telling my dad he had a great cock. Although I
actually HAD done that a few times although it was always just to tease
him when he got hard when he shouldn't. I mean, I couldn't even imagine
meaning it in a sexual way yet here was Marlene ASKING her son to tell
her if he liked her boobs!
Steve's mom reached down between her legs and cupped her hairy pussy,
pulling up on it with her hand with her palm pressing in tightly. She
moaned softly saying, "Damn it feels so much better to get those fuckin'
jeans off!" With a sigh as she ran her fingers through the thick covering
of hair, so long I saw it extending between her fingers. Then she moved
back over to the chair and leaned back against the cushion.
"Well, you guys don't have to stop on account of me!" she said with a
nasty grin on her face. Then she finally focused her eyes on me and
said, "So tell me little girl, how do you like riding my son's hard
cock?"
I nodded vigorously and she laughed at how fast I responded. Then she
leaned forward and got more serious saying, "Then why don't you show me
how you've been riding it when I'm not around."
I looked back at Steve who just shrugged his shoulders. If his mom
wanted us to put on a show, then who was he to complain? This was a LOT
different than just letting my parents peek in on us when we fucked in my
bedroom. Although I didn't mind them watching, at the same time I didn't
feel like I was putting on a show for their benefit. I was simply
letting them watch what I would be doing with or without them. NOW,
however, I was doing it at her request, for her benefit, almost like she
was directing us. Of course I still wanted it for myself but there was
just something about it doing it in front of my boyfriend's mother that
made it feel different than anything else I'd ever done.
My thoughts were interrupted and my heart skipped a beat when I saw her
reaching for the camera and start snapping photos of us again. What was
she planning to do with those anyways? I guess it didn't matter, she WAS
his mother so I felt pretty confident she wouldn't do anything to hurt
him. Still, nobody had EVER taken pics of me having sex, not even
masturbating. Oh sure my dad took some of me when I posed in the outfits
he bought for me and at times he might ask me to pause for a few shots as
I put them on or took them off, but that wasn't me having SEX!
In the meantime Steve had finally pulled his dick out of my pussy. As
his cock withdrew I got that same feeling I always did whenever he
withdrew his cock from me. First there was this immediate sensation of
emptiness, like I was missing something that should be there but is
suddenly gone. It's like my pussy was only really happy when his dick
was in it which sort of makes sense when you figure that's what it was
designed for. Then I'd feel his cum draining from me, confirming that
he'd cum inside of me. It made me feel so naughty sometimes when I would
stand and feel it running down my inner thigh.
In any case, I just knew I wanted it BACK in me as quickly as possible so
I stood up and waited for Steve to get on his back. He didn't take long
and he pulled a pillow off of the couch to put under his head so he could
watch better what I was about to do to him. I started to straddle him
but his mom interrupted.
"Turn a little to your right Steve... and Kelly, don't hide everything
with your arm," she said, again like she was directing some porn movie,
"I want to get a good shot of your erection when it first goes in her."
Now this was certainly different! We'd never before had to worry about
what position we were in just so somebody could get a better view of us
fucking! This was so cool, like we were porn stars! I could tell Steve
was still a bit torn between his horniness for me and perhaps a little
remaining shyness or even embarrassment at having his own mother seeing
him nude and watching him have sex. Fortunately his teenage male sex
drive overwhelmed any doubts or concerns he might be having and his
erection was as hard now as it had been since we started.
Glancing over at his mom and smiling for the camera, I got down on my
knees and straddled Steve's hips. Reaching between my bare legs I
grabbed his hard cock with my hand and directed it towards my waiting
pussy. Using my hand I rubbed the head of it against my clit and it felt
like I was touching myself with a hot poker the way it made my clit
explode each time it ran over it. I wiggled a little to get him between
my pussy lips and all it would take now was me sitting down slightly to
get him in me. With his fresh cum still draining slowly from me I knew
he's slip in me easily.
Looking over again at his mom I saw that she was still staring at the two
of us. This would be the first time she saw Steve actually entering me
close up as we had already been fucking when she first entered the room
earlier.
"Ready?" I asked her. She had the camera all set and so she just nodded
and smiled at us.
"Lights, camera, action!" I cried out. Yep, I was about to become a
bonafide porn star!
OK, it was silly but I couldn't resist the temptation. As she snapped a
couple really did feel like I was making a porn movie.
"Hold there for a second," she interrupted as just the tip of his dick
began to penetrate me. She took a few shots and then motioned for me to
continue. "Sorry," she apologized, "I really wanted to capture the
moment of first penetration."
I was beginning to appreciate that being a porn star wasn't as easy as it
looked! Stopping just at the moment I most looked forward to was a lot
more difficult than it might seem. Once I settled down on his cock the
head forced me to part although it was MUCH easier this time as I was
stretched out a little from our just completed fucking and I was VERY
well lubricated. Still, I was only fourteen so it wasn't like I could be
THAT loose yet, plenty tight enough to enjoy the feel of his cock driving
me apart.
"Hot damn... hold it there just a second," his mother interrupted,
turning some dials on the camera. Wow, talk about bad timing, I just
wanted to be fucked! She got in closer and too a few close-ups of his
dick with the head just inside of me now. Snap, snap and she pulled
back.
"Sorry..." she said rather sheepishly, "I don't mean to keep interrupting
but I've been so wanting to do this. You can continue having sex now,
I'll try not to interfere anymore."
Whatever! Focusing back on the events between my legs, I let my weight
down completely on him, lowering myself down on him as I closed my eyes
and concentrated on nothing but Steve's dick as it slowly disappeared
inside of my pussy. Not even the incessant clicks of the Sharon's camera
(so THAT was what I'd heard earlier!) could distract me as I pinned
myself on him like I was a butterfly in a collection.
Leaning forward, I rested my hands on his shoulders and ground my bare
bottom into his hairy crotch, forcing his cock to swivel around inside of
me like it was stirring a pot of soup with his cock - except in this case
the soup was my pussy juices as I felt myself dripping down on his cock
being so wet. Finally I leaned forward to draw my ass up which pulled
his cock out of me and then I dropped my ass back down to push him back
in me again. I humped his cock like that slowly, reveling in the
sensations it created in my pussy as his hard cock slid in and out of me.
I'd learned a few tricks from watching my dad's porn collection like not
bouncing on his dick 0 that just wore you out quickly. Instead the key
was to flex your hips and rock which didn't take near the energy but
still provided the same relative motion.
Steve's mom was obviously enjoying the show. She'd sat back down again
and raised one leg over the arm of the chair to open up her now exposed
pussy and was playing with herself while she watched me fuck her son's
cock. Once again I marveled at how wrong I'd been about her. This was
no boring mother... she was downright obscene in the way she spread
herself apart to expose herself to us.
"That is just SOOOO hot!" she murmured, just loud enough for us to hear,
"God, I can't believe this... I'm watching my own son having sex!"
I grinned at her as I knew she was getting more and more turned on as she
watched.
"So Marlene, do you like the way I ride your son's cock?" I teased her.
"As you can see, he really does fuck me good! You should try it
sometime."
OMG! As soon as I said it I wanted to take it back. What had gotten
into me? Fortunately she seemed to just ignore my suggestion as her
answer was to shift from just rubbing her pussy to shoving her fingers in
and out of her pussy while at the same time she started to massage her
breasts. She was so horny she wasn't even taking any pictures, not like
she really needed any more.
I looked down and Steve's head was turned to watch his mom, his eyes
fixed on his mother's hairy pussy while his cock pumped in and out of me
like a rampaging piston. I could only imagine what was going through his
sex-crazed mind at this moment. I was pretty sure that this was the
first time he had seen his mother naked and not only that, she was
masturbating like a schoolgirl in heat right in front of him. It must
have been an incredibly erotic moment for them both. It didn't hurt that
she looked sexy as hell too. Fortunately for me, she was his mother or
else I would've been afraid he might've wanted her instead of me. Well,
even if he didn't want to fuck her I could tell he was getting plenty
turned on by her based on the way he was taking it out on my pussy!
Marlene was working her pussy now with both hands, one with her fingers
working her pussy like a little cock and the other rubbing her clit in
tight little circles. Her chest was heaving as she began to pant.
Suddenly her hips started bucking like she was being fucked by some
imaginary lover. Despite it all, her eyes never left us, fixed on where
Steve's cock was appearing and then disappearing inside of me. It was as
if she couldn't get enough of watching her son fucking me. She was
muttering things to herself, bucking her hips as if dreaming of her
husband or some other lover fucking her. Wow, sometimes my mom would get
carried away when she did herself but Marlene was taking it to a whole
new level!
Whatever her fantasy was, it must have been pretty hot because suddenly
she let out the loudest moan and bent over until her head touched her
knee. She kept working her pussy as she moaned again and again as her
orgasm overcame her. Different women react differently at these times
and hers seemed to end rather abruptly compared to my mom when she came.
She still had a wild look in her eye though as she straightened up and
slowly touched herself.
She had yet another surprise though for me...
"It's not fair," she said with an accusing tone directed straight at me.
Chapter 6 - Marlene Takes My Place
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What the heck was she talking about? I just couldn't figure out what
Steve's mom meant so I slowed down a bit on Steve's cock while I looked
at her with curiosity. I still couldn't figure out what she as talking
about but then she continued on.
"Don't you get it Kelly? I haven't been laid in ages but you get my
son's hard cock every day," she said with a strange look on her face.
Marlene was staring at her son's cock now, at least what she could see of
it. I noticed she was subconsciously licking her lips just slightly, her
tongue just moving outside her mouth as if she didn't want anyone to see
what she was doing.
Suddenly it all became so obvious to me. Wow, how could I have been so
dense? I guess it must have been that the very concept was so foreign to
me, so unbelievable that the thought never even crossed my mind. But the
more I thought about it, the more I realized what the real story of what
was happening here was. I finally realized what this pathetic sex-
starved mother wanted - or at least needed. All it took was someone to
break the ice for her, to help relieve her of the guilt from the feelings
she couldn't help but have.
I looking back down at Steve who didn't have a clue what was being
communicated almost telepathically between me and his mom. Never mind,
he was a guy and wouldn't catch a hint it someone hit him over the head
with it. After all, this was a boy who didn't even see how much his
sister wanted him - let alone his own mother!
I smiled at Steve in that way he knew I was about to say something wild
or dangerous. "Do you REALLY want to turn me on Steve?"
He just gave me that "Duh!" look that came so natural to him. I took a
deep breath as I had no idea how we would react to what I was about to
say. Finally I looked at his mom and then I looked back at Steve and in
a mischievous voice I said, "Mmmmmmm, fuck your mom for me Steve... I
want to see you fuck your mom!"
For a moment I thought maybe I'd gone too far, even for a sex maniac like
Steve. His eyes widened like the proverbial deer in the headlights. His
mom heard what I said also but unlike her son's reaction, she was now
looking at him with the most seductive look I'd ever seen on a woman her
age with her tongue slowly and openly licking her lips. She didn't make
a move though, it was as if she was waiting to see what her son's
reaction was going to be to my suggestion. I stopped my bouncing on his
dick and sat on his lap, his cock throbbing in me, as we waited for his
reaction. It was pretty much initially what I would have predicted. For
a moment it was deathly quiet in the room. Then he suddenly burst out
his answer.
"Huh? Are you kidding me? You want me to fuck her... my own MOTHER?" he
said incredulously, "Are you NUTS?"
"C'mon, don't tell me you've never dreamed about it before," I teased
him, wiggling my little ass around his stiff dick.
"Well...," he stalled and I knew I'd hit pay dirt so I kept digging as I
wiggled more.
"Look at your mother Steve," I said, grabbing his head and twisting it
over to face his mom, "Can't you see how much she wants it? She wants
her son Steve, she wants YOU!"
"Mom????" he almost whispered, more like a little boy lost in the mall
hunting for his mommy than a sexy hunk of a teenage stud.
His mother just shrugged her shoulders as if it wasn't any big deal to
her one way or another but the look on her face and the hand on her
crotch said otherwise. Yep, she wanted him and she wanted him NOW.
"It's OK Steve," she said in a soft, gentle voice, "You don't have to do
anything you don't want to do."
"Are you kidding? I just can't believe you want it too?" Steve said
incredulously, as much to me as to his mom.
I grinned and lifted myself off of him. As I felt him flop out of me I
second-guessed myself a little but it would be worth it. I took a spot
on the chair which his mom had just vacated. The seat was nice and warm
from her bare ass sitting on it. She hesitated for a second as she
approached him but seemed to regain her courage and she kneeled down next
him. It was my turn to watch now as Steve's mom reached out for her
son's cock, gently grabbing it for the first time since he was a baby and
then she started to stroke it slowly.
It was an incredible sight to see him lying on his back nude at any time
but now that his naked mom was kneeling over him, I thought it was the
most erotic sight I'd ever seen. Her ass was pretty decent and other
than a few stretch marks left over as souvenirs of her pregnancies, she
looked pretty hot if I said so myself.
"I know I shouldn't be doing this," she said in a low voice, almost as if
talking to herself. Then she looked at me saying, "You know, I've
dreamed of holding my son's cock ever since I first watched him
masturbate."
Steve's eye's opened wider at that remark, obviously this was news to
him!
"Silly boy!" she laughed at him, "I know all about your magazines and
yes, even the porn collection under your mattress! You think I don't
know why you close the door to your room all the time? And besides,
NOBODY takes THAT long to use the bathroom."
Steve looked at her like she was some sort of oracle exposing his life
secrets as she continued, "Well, sometimes you forget to close it tight.
Don't worry - I've enjoyed watching you play with yourself as you stare
at those magazine girls!"
She was still stroking his cock while she was talking to him. Then she
looked down at it and licked her lips.
"God it looks so good! I've been wanting a taste of this cock for a long
time!"
She turned to me and in a more serious tone said, "Now Kelly, make sure
you get some good shots of the first time he gets blown by his mom!"
I couldn't help but notice she emphasized the word "first" and I think
even Steve caught it as well judging from the silly grin on his face.
Without dwelling on it further, she began to give Steve a wicked blowjob
while I snapped picture after picture of them. I hated to admit it but
she was a hell of lot better cocksucker than I was. Obviously she'd had
a lot more experience and I learned a lot just that one time from
watching her. Steve was just groaning as she sucked and licked his cock
and balls. Steve's mom looked up at him and we could both see the look
of sheer ecstasy on his face.
Finally, she paused for a moment and their eyes met, "I bet you never
knew your mommy could give such a good blow job!"
Steve could not even get out a reply as she once again went to work on
his cock. I knew from plenty of experience that he was about to explode
and started to say something but his mom recognized the signs as well and
once again paused. She then stood up and leaned over on the coffee
table.
"Now fuck me like you were fucking that little slut. Fuck me Steve...
fuck your mommy NOW."
Steve appeared almost dazed at this point, completely overwhelmed by
everything that was going on. As she WAS his mother he would have
undoubtedly done anything she told him without question but in this case
she had complete control over him. She got down on all fours and spread
her legs apart for him. God I couldn't believe how hairy her pussy was!
It was like there was this thick bush between her legs and he had to push
the hair out of the way just to see her pussy.
Moving in behind her, I watched intently through the camera lens as he
guided his incestuous erection into in mother's hot pussy and started to
stroke it in and out of her. At her age I was sure her pussy wasn't
nearly as tight as mine but at the same time, she hadn't been fucked in
ages according to her announcement before so maybe she had tightened up a
bit. One thing was for sure though, she definitely knew how to use it!
Marlene rotated her large hips around his cock and I could almost see her
pussy muscles contracting against his cock. I was so turned on at the
sight of seeing my boyfriend fucking his own mother that I just sat back
in the chair and fingered myself gently as I watched. I smiled to myself
as I realized it was now official - my stud of a boyfriend was now
officially a REAL "motherfucker"!
Steve looked over at me and grinned. "I hate to say this Kelly but you
need to talk to my mom about pussy technique! Oh my God! She's
incredible!"
I faked a pout but kept taking pictures of them fucking. Who could blame
him for getting a bit carried away under the circumstances? His mom
eventually pushed him away and then she laid back on the couch. Her one
leg went up to the top of the couch while the other hung over the side.
Steve was looking at her like she was the first naked woman he'd ever
seen! His hand was stroking his cock as he took in the sight of his own
mother, naked and horny on the couch waiting for her son to fuck her some
more.
She looked at him and seeing him jerking his cock she sternly said, "Now
young man, don't you dare waste that cum in your hand!"
Steve didn't have to be told everything and he recognized what his mom
wanted so he got up on the couch and worked his way between her legs.
Leaning over her, he slowly lowered himself down until his cock was
pressing against her hairy cunt. He rubbed it up and down her slit and
against her clit.
"Oh baby that feels so good," she moaned softly, "Now put it in me... I
want your hard fat cock in your mommy's pussy."
She reached down and practically pulled his stiff cock into her. As soon
as the head was in position, Steve thrust forward and his cock was
quickly swallowed up by her hairy pussy as he pushed it even harder into
her. It was so fast I barely got a shot of it! She lifted her hips up
to meet her son's cock. It was like she couldn't get enough of him,
couldn't get enough of her baby boy's dick in her pussy that had once
given him birth!
Steve was no amateur at fucking, not by any means. I was under no
delusions that I was the only girl he had fucked and indeed, I was glad
he had when it was my first time and at least ONE of us knew what we were
doing. He would pull it almost out, teasing her at times by stopping
with the tip barely inside and then suddenly thrusting him deeply back
in.
Marlene's large breasts were under Steve's face and he started to suck on
her boobs for the first time since he was a small baby. His hands
reached around and under her, squeezing her butt and fondling it. Steve
finally had to beg his Mom to let him cum. He pulled his face away from
her breasts and groaned.
"Sorry mom, I can't hold back any more, I gotta cum!"
Steve tried to pull out of his mom so he wouldn't cum in her but she
wrapped her legs around him and pulled him into her, forcing him even
deeper into her pussy. He had no choice but to release his incestuous
sperm deep inside of her as he lost all control. Steve's mother smiled
as she felt it in her.
"That's it... Oh yeah that's what I wanted baby," she moaned, "Cum in me,
cum in your mom... give it all to me!"
It was an incredible sight to watch. Just imagine the scene: Here I was
all of fourteen, sitting naked by the couch, masturbating while I watched
my sixteen year-old boyfriend releasing his loaf of incestuous sperm into
his own mother's pussy. I had two fingers up my own pussy and was
feeling another of my own orgasm taking hold of me as I marveled at the
view in front of me. Steve's mom had her arms around Steve, pulling him
down to her so his face was buried in her ample bosom.
"Oh my god," she sighed, "It's been so long since I felt that. I needed
that soooooo bad!"
After a while she let go of him and he pulled out of her. As his wet and
slimy cock slipped out, I couldn't help but notice that he was still
hard! His mom looked at his cock and smiled as she shook her head and
sat up on the couch.
"Oh to be a teenager again," she said wistfully.
She motioned to me to come over and sit down next to her. I did and she
reached out to hold me in her arms. It felt a little strange since we
were both nude and I'd never felt another woman's naked body against mine
before other than my mom's and that was just when we were in bed sleeping
together. I'd never dreamed that the next one would be my boyfriend's
mom - ESPECIALLY given the way she had always acted around me!
For a brief moment I held my breath as I wondered if maybe she wanted to
try something with ME. I felt torn because on one hand I knew it would
be an incredibly erotic experience but on the other hand I'd never been
with a woman sexually before and I was apprehensive and not just a little
bit scared. As it turned out I had nothing to worry about. It was her
son she wanted, not his girlfriend.
"Thank you Kelly," she said softly.
I looked up at her with a quizzical expression. She smiled at me and
explained.
"If it wasn't for you getting him to fuck you in our house this would've
never happened. Steve has never brought anyone else home before so I was
never able to watch him in action."
She hugged me tightly again and I could feel her bare full breast
pressing against mine. Again I had the feeling that all I had to do was
respond the right way and things could get REALLY interesting. Instead,
I gave her a neutral hug and she leaned back again as she wasn't going to
push it unless I made it more obvious I wanted it.
Actually, at the time I felt a bit of a relief that she wasn't pressing
the issue. I often masturbated with my cousin but we never actually
touched each other. Even at sleepovers and parties we may have done some
innocent kissing and mutual masturbation but nobody ever engaged in any
"real" sex. The one thing I did know after this was that the idea wasn't
something I was necessarily not interested in. It just would require the
right circumstances.
After that she turned her attention back to Steve. It was actually like
I wasn't even there at that point. It wasn't like they were trying to be
lovers or anything. She didn't even try to kiss him. I couldn't help
but wonder if she was just so horny from not having sex that knowing we
did it all the time had finally overridden whatever restraint that
naturally exists between a parent and a child in terms of sex. She
wanted a cock so badly that eventually even her own son wasn't taboo if
it meant satisfying the hunger between her legs.
I sort of knew how she felt. I hadn't been having sex for all that long
but even so, if I had to go more than a few days without Steve fucking me
it was like it got to where all I could think about was sex. Oh sure
masturbation helped a little from a physical perspective but it didn't
deal with the emotional feelings I get when a guy takes me so satisfy
himself with me. I can make myself cum just as good as any guy but there
is something in knowing I have what he needs and can satisfy the same
burning in him that can only be experienced through actual sex.
If I felt that crazy after just a few days, I could only imagine what his
mom must have been holding back inside of herself if she hadn't fucked in
weeks or maybe even months or more! No wonder she was willing to let her
son fuck her. The amazing part to me was that she hadn't just jumped on
him bed before this! Somehow I doubt that would've gone over as well
with Steve though. Fucking me just seemed to make switching to his mom
something natural whereas had she approached him directly it would have
been more perverted than sexy.
Silently I gathered my stuff and got dressed. Neither of them paid a bit
of attention to me. I guess I could understand but yet I couldn't help
but feel a little bit jealous as well. I mean, Steve could have at least
pretended to want me again! In his defense, his mom wasn't giving him
much of a chance as she was sucking his cock like she hadn't tasted one
in years as I walked out of the house.
After returning home and later when I was with my mom I naturally told
her about what happened. I was a little surprised by her immediate
reaction. First, I knew I completely surprised her when I got to the
part about his mom as she knew Steve's mom as well or better than I did.
The idea of her even letting Steve see her naked, let alone do what they
did, must have been almost unbelievable to start with. It was when I
made some comment about how it was hot that he would even have sex with
his own mom but yet it seemed pretty weird to me that my mom got this
sudden look on her face, almost like she was disappointed in me for
something. I was about to say something when she brightened up and urged
me to continue. I still wondered later what it was that I'd said that
had made her look that way.
POSTSCRIPT
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That was the only time Steve's mom joined us or even watched us so far as
I knew while we dated. Steve DID brag to me that he fucked his mom a few
times after that day but there was something about the way he said it,
the lack of enthusiasm or whatever that made me question his claims. Was
he just making it up to tease me? Whatever the truth was it certainly
didn't keep him from fucking me as much as I wanted it so I didn't mind.
As I mentioned, my mom and I had several long discussions about
everything. She was convinced it was all preplanned and I just walked
into their little trap. Then again, she wasn't there so she didn't see
the expressions and body language which convinced me it was real.
Admittedly it DID seem to all go off just a little too easy so maybe my
mom was right? Then again she usually is.
One thing that I've always been curious about was what she did with the
pictures from that day...
THE END
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