Summerisle By Gypsie Sweetnickers
Chapter 19 F solo, Incest Mother Son, MF

 Sam's cum was still making it's way out of her pussy as Caroline covered her body with 
lather beneath the pounding spray of the shower. Her breathing was returning to normal 
and a warm glow suffused her entire being, but she only felt slightly content. Her nipples 
and clit still tingled with a yearning that had been her constant companion since that first 
night in the village. 

She couldn't understand the change in her sexual needs. She never felt so ... slutty earlier 
in their marriage. She had been satisfied if they   had fucked once or twice a week.

Caroline was beginning to find her mind wandering onto sexual matters much more 
often. She was not just thinking about her husband Sam, but also of other men. She found 
herself replaying the events in her dream now that she recognized Lord Summerisle as 
the man in her nocturnal fantasy.  Mr. Dampnir, His Lordships personal enquiry, 
competed for Caroline's attentions in her fantasies too, kissing her hand and then kissing 
all over her body. One other male could be found in Caroline's idle day dreams, one she 
tried, but couldn't manage, to ignore.

Toby began to slide his shorts down. His cock came into view before Caroline's hungry 
eyes. Her breathing became shallow as her son stepped out of the gym shorts and offered 
his hand to help her up. Wordlessly he led her to the bed and made her get on all fours on 
the mattress. Toby pushed Caroline's robe up so that her naked ass and cunt were 
exposed. Toby grasped his mother's hips roughly as his cock entered her cunt. Caroline 
let out a great sigh of lust and contentment.

Caroline held onto the shower curtain rail and ground the bar of soap into her clit. Small 
whimpers issued from her as the beginnings of another shattering orgasm flooded through 
her. She could not hold back her climactic groan which echoed in the bathroom and 
Caroline sank to the floor of the shower. 

Caroline sat with her head tilted back and breathed deeply until she felt able to stand 
again.  She rinsed off all the lather and reached for a towel. She stopped; a sudden 
impulse had hit her. She reached for the bar of soap and a razor instead of the towel.

 Caroline used the soap to lather her bush and the area around her cunt. She took great 
care not to touch her clit, even though it was beginning to tingle again. After she placed 
the soap back in its holder, she picked up the razor and drew it gingerly across the outer 
edge of her pussy hairs. 

Caroline had never shaved herself 'down there' before. She'd trimmed the fringe with a 
pair of little scissors, but she'd always thought only a slut would take a razor to her bush. 
"I guess that makes me a slut," she said to herself. She smiled and removed a few more 
hairs, this time with more confidence.

The soap made shaving a relatively easy task despite the amount of hair that covered 
Caroline's cunt. She could soon see the deep pink lips of her pussy, naked for the first 
time since she was a young teen. 

Caroline used the shower head to sluice cunt. She inspected herself to be sure no stray 
hairs were left to obscure her newly bald pussy, and then she turned the shower off and 
dried herself. Without putting on her robe, she left the bathroom and climbed the stairs to 
the bedroom in the attic. Caroline looked at her handiwork in the long mirror opposite her 
bed. She was pleased with the job she had done. She couldn't see a single hair left on her 
cunt and, without the hair could see the pinkness of the lips and the very tip of her clit as 
it peeked through them.

Caroline wanted to be sure there was no hair left, however, and she found a hand mirror 
on her dresser. Lying on the bed, she held the mirror so she could see the whole of her 
cunt. Caroline moved her legs to make sure that there were no hairs beneath her thighs 
between her pussy and her ass. Happy that even here she had managed to remove 
everything Caroline, let her fingers explore her cunt, marveling at the smoothness and 
softness.

It didn't take her long to begin stroking her clit again. It demanded attention and she 
couldn't resist. Throwing her legs wide she rubbed herself, her thoughts once again filled 
with hard cocks and abandoned fucking. 

Her gasps and moans came freely and she didn't hear the door bell the first three times it 
rang. On the fourth ring, Caroline sat up and looked around, momentarily confused. She 
thought that it must be Sam at the door. A grin flitted across Caroline's face. "I wonder 
what he's forgotten?" she thought to herself.

Still naked, Caroline skipped down to the front door. "Have I got a surprise for you!" she 
sang as she swung the door open.

"Yes that is certainly surprising!" Mr. Dampnir replied calmly.

"Oh my god" Caroline blushed deep red. She had totally forgotten it was almost time for 
her lunch with Lady Summerisle 

"Nothing to worry about Mrs. Sweetman," Dampnir entered the house and closed the 
door behind him "Perhaps you'd like to get dressed."

Caroline stood in front of the man completely exposed. For some reason that she couldn't 
name, she had no embarrassment about her nakedness. In fact her initial surprise at the 
Dampnir's presence was very quickly disappearing. Her sense of arousal was, conversely, 
growing steadily.

 "Yes, perhaps I should get dressed," she said slowly as she moved toward Dampnir, 
"unless you'd prefer that I didn't" She held out her hand to him.

Dampnir took Caroline's hand and kissed it, "I think that would be my preference, yes!" 
He then continued to kiss up her arm and neck until Caroline met his kiss and Dampnir 
wrapped his arms around her.

Caroline broke the kiss and panted, "Sam's the only man I've ever had!"

"I believe that is about to change," Mr. Dampnir replied. "Where shall we go?"

"This way" Carline led the man to the living room where she lay on the floor. "Close the 
curtains" she panted. Mr. Dampnir did as he was asked and the room was darkened 
somewhat. Caroline was already playing with herself before Dampnir unfastened his suit 
pants and removed his jacket. Her let his pants and shorts down but kept on his shirt and 
tie. The tails of the shirt couldn't hide the long shaft and swollen head of his cock. 

Dampnir took Caroline's hand and stopped her from fingering herself. He kissed her hand 
again and licked her finger tips tasting her pussy juice. Caroline felt her cunt widening 
and filling with lube as the man brought the head of his prick near her swollen lips.

Dampnir thrust into her causing Caroline to gasp at the force. Her lover kissed her and 
Caroline responded passionately, moaning and thrusting her hips to meet his. Her body 
was on fire and she felt completely, wantonly, wonderfully abandoned to their lust. 
Caroline felt the orgasm burst from her cunt as her lover gripped her ass cheeks and shot 
wave after wave of cum into her

Both Caroline and Dampnir lay panting for a moment before the man became suddenly 
very professional. "I shall let you get dressed, Mrs. Sweetman," Dampnir said as he 
pulled up his shorts and pants. Caroline felt bereft; she rolled onto her belly and pouted. 
Then she lifted her ass up into the air and spread her legs so that her bald pussy was 
displayed to him.

"Please, don't we have time for you to fuck me at least once more?" Caroline begged.

"Well," Dampnir smiled and began to unbuckle his belt again, "I'm sure her ladyship is 
still a little busy."

