Frustrated-[MS-15]—(incest m/s-nonconsensual/forced-bondage-spankings-blowjobs-swallowing-anal)-part-1-of-6

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Frustrated

Part-1-of-6

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Linda Chance had sex for the first time at 16 with her 18-year-old boyfriend, Jeff. It was a very unfulfilling 3-minutesthat resulted in pregnant. Because it was the ‘right-thing to-do’, as soon as she missed her first period, they got married. Because they were both naïve and thought it would hurt the baby, they refrained from sex until 2-months after Aaron was born. Her husband hadn’t learned anything during that time, so even when they went back to having sex it was no more fulfilling for her than it had been the first time. At 37-she was still a very desirable woman, 5-foot 10-inches total. Her hair was shoulder length and very black and shiny. It seems to shimmer as she turns her head. Linda’s breasts are about the same size now as they were in high school, 36c, and satiny smooth with large nipples. Her nipples seem to stay hard all the time. She has a sexy body with a small waist, wide hips and lovely legs that flow into well-turned ankles. She’s been told that even her feet are pretty. And even though, thanks to Jeff’s lack of imagination she was inexperienced, she was willing to try almost anything, so Linda couldn’t understand why Jeff wasn’t more i interested in sex with her.

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And after 17-years of marriage it hadn’t gotten any better. Twice a week with no foreplay, Jeff mounted her in the missionary position and pump like mad for 2-or 3-minutesuntil he had an orgasm. Then oblivious to the fact that he’d never given her an orgasm or that he was even suppose to, he’d roll over and go to sleep.

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For years while Jeff snored, Linda cried herself to sleep.

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Not knowing what else to do, Linda started reading paperback porno books trying to find out what was missing. Unfortunately, Jeff resisted all her efforts to spice up their sex life. According to him only a slut needed foreplay to be ready for her husband, and oral sex was an abomination and the mark of a prostitute.

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At first glance no one could tell that Linda lived a dark lust-filled lifestyle, she was an attractive but reserved person, moderately shy but the type of person everyone liked and respected. After a lot of reading Linda fell in love with the idea of BDSM; she longed to have a master who would use her, the idea of pain, humiliation and total submission intrigued her but she couldn't bring herself to trust someone enough to try it. Her shyness would not let her reach out to a would-be master so she had to settle for being her own master.
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Thanks to his trucker job, Jeff and now that its summer, using their son Aaron as his assistant, they hit the road Friday morning and don’t get back until Monday morning. She took advantage of the time alone to read and experiment. Friday night when she had the house to herself, Linda would prepare herself just like she would for a real master, she kept no body hair, wore no clothing at home and at All times had a thick leather collar around her neck when at home. She had purchased many toys and used them on herself the best she could, her favorite was the nipple and clit clamps she wore when she was ‘bad’ and being ‘punished.’ Although Linda could keep herself moderately satisfied in this way she could not bring the true helplessness and humiliation to herself, she Also would have to stop her ‘punishments’ much sooner than a real master would have just because she could not hold out under her own will power.
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One of her favorite pastimes was to read stories of BDSM and then act them out on herself. Linda had limited success due to the fact that she could only restrain herself so far and still be able to release herself. She had a set of handcuffs and had gotten fairly good at putting herself in a ‘punishment’ situation making It last slightly longer than she could have normally by having to release herself, which took time. She even froze the key in a large pitcher of water on a few occasions which forced her to wait until the ice had melted before releasing herself but the last time she’d done this she nearly lost the key down the drain as she poured the water out (with her hands cuffed behind her back) so she was afraid of trying this again. She had thrown the other key away to stop herself from using it before the ice had melted allowing her access to the originally key, so if she lost that key she was screwed.

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The scenario that she’d had the best luck with was to tie her ankles, spread eagle to the footboard. Then she would blindfold herself and insert a wireless vibrator egg into her pussy. Then with the control in her hand, she would handcuff her wrists to the headboard. Then she would dream about having a master while she brought herself to an orgasm.

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It was a normal Friday night. She was home alone and she was right in the middle of her favorite scenario. The she had the remote control set on high and every time she hit the controls, her body would bounce and thrash. As the orgasms coursed through her body, she couldn’t keep silent, she moaned like a mad woman.

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But it wasn’t a normal night. Her son, Aaron had told his friend Brian Montgomery that he could borrow his portable DVD player. Expecting his mother to be there, Aaron told him that it was in his room and too just go by and help himself. The two-families only lived two houses apart so Brian didn’t bother to take his car. He just walked up the Alley and went in through the back yard. The house was dark so Brian assumed that no one was home. Using the spare key, that he’d known where was hidden since he was 10, he let himself Brian the backdoor. As he started up the stairs, he heard her moaning. Fearing the worst and afraid that he’d have to slip back downstairs and call the cops, he crept on up the stairs and peeked through Mrs. C open bedroom door. Mrs. C was tied to the bed and thrashing around like she was being tortured by an intruder. But there was no one in the room but her.

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Mesmerized, he stood there and quietly watched. He wasn’t sure why but he eventually figured out that she was doing It to herself. When he realized that she was winding down, quickly but silently slipped down the hall to Aaron’s bedroom and grabbed Aaron’s I-pod. Then just as quick and just as silent he slipped down stairs and was gone.

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Brian had been hot for Mrs. C ever since he hit puberty, and what he’d just watched only reinforced it. All week, All he could think about nothing but what he’d see Brian Mrs. C bedroom. He must have jacked off about 50-times while he was thinking about what Mrs. C had been doing.

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The next Friday, Brian crept in the back door and hid in Aaron’s room. He didn’t have to wait long until he heard Mrs. C go in her room and get started. Moving quietly down the hall, Brian carefully peeked around the door and there she was. With one leg outstretched and the other slightly bent, she was leaning back on her elbows; her soft petite breasts peeking at the edges of a light blue shirt that she had slipped on and not buttoned. Her stomach was smooth and flat, her legs looked longer than they really were as she reclined. She was totally naked except for the shirt.

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To Brian Mrs. C looked like a model posing for a magazine. Her blonde hair cascaded down her back and she poked her lips a little as if pouting for her imagine lover to hurry up. The pout turned into a smile as she slipped an egg shaped vibrator into her pussy. Smiling, she applied her blindfold and handcuffed her wrists to the headboard. He figured out what the egg was far when he watched he hit the remote control and laughed as the vibrations surged through her pussy.

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It was a good thing that Brian had 2-hands because he was jacking off with one and taking pictures with his cell phone with the other. He cummed so hard that he sprayed cum All over the wall by Mrs. C bedroom door. By the time that Mrs. C had caught her breath and was trying to unlock her handcuffs, Brian was tiptoeing down the stairs and out the door.

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The new day when Mrs. C found the cum stains on the wall and door facing, she recognized It for what It was, but could figure no way for them to have got there. Not wanting anyone else to see them, she immediately got out her cleaning materials and cleaned them off. Because they were out on the road, she quickly eliminated both her husband Jeff and her son Aaron as the culverts. No matter how many scenarios she ran through, it always came back to someone must have been out in the hall watching her, and it had made them so hot that they masturbated. The thought of having a secrete admirer spying on her was suddenly exciting.

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All she and Brian thought about all week was Friday night. Mrs. C wondering who her secret admirer was and if he would be back. And Brian, knowing that he’d been handed a unique and fantastic opportunity rarely experienced by anyone his age, wonder how he was going to take advantage of it. All week Mrs. C daydreamed about being dominated and ravaged by her secrete admirer as she danced through her housework. And all week Brian masturbated and fantasized about dominating and ravaging Mrs. C.

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The next Friday night when Brian came over so to sneak in, he found the back door unlock. As soon as he got inside, he could hear Mrs. C moaning. He had a raging erection by the time that he got up stairs. Encouraged by the open backdoor, instead of lurking around out in the hallway, he moved quietly on into the room. Sensing rather than hearing him, Mrs. C put a little extra effort into it. She was soon light headed with lust. Even though she was sure that someone was spying on her, she still thought of herself as a solo bondage freak. But she wanted this to be her and her alone. The problem was that she never was able to truly create a total loss of control, because she needed to tie herself up. And binding her and no matter how extreme, there still needed to be that one way of escape and so ultimately she would still be in total control. Fuck! There was no denying It. how could there be NO escape. THAT is what she wanted but it couldn't be. Linda wanted to be a slave, with fantasies of absolute obedience. Loss of control that is what It was, submitting to something outside of herself.
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So tonight Linda entered her room physically shaking with an exquisite mixture of fear and desire. Could she even do this tonight? This building sensation flooded her as she began tying herself to the point that she Always had, binding her ankles to the footboard, forcing her long and very arousing legs apart and exposing her pussy to her mysterious watcher. Her pussy that was in honor of her watcher, now completely bare, shaven clean as a whistle, her pink lips completely visible along her moist slit. Then reaching between her legs and tucked her vibrating egg up inside her pussy lips. She let out a long breath knowing that she was about reach the point of no return.

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Then she picked up her pair of handcuffs. She had frozen the key to them inside a piece of ice that was now lying in a saucer near the bed. She had no idea how long it would even take to melt. Just before snapping the cuffs on her wrist the acute awareness that she would have no escape without that key overwhelmed her. As the cuffs snapped shut, It was like a wave of sheer panic had come over her, exhilarating, an incredible feeling, unthinkable possibilities, one of which was being discovered laying naked and exposed to her mysterious watcher.
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Snap, then they were on. Now, no matter how she struggled she was trapped, the sensation of being unable to move overwhelmed her senses. Her arms were pulled back over her head and her ankles were tied wide so that her pussy was totally exposed. Almost imperceptibly her body metamorphosed into a state of mounting physical arousal Aaron: gradually Linda’s terror at having no escape turned into a feeling near-ecstasy that she truly, now that finally she was truly trapped. She would have to wait.
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It was too good an opportunity to pass up, so this time Brian brought a camcorder with him. Linda felt rather than saw her phantom enter the room, so she had no idea that he set up the camcorder to capture her performance. She could tell what he thought about her body by the sound of his breath. At first Linda simply lay there, naked, not moving, feeling his eyes on her. God, just knowing that he was there made Linda want to cum in the worst way, to feel herself, plunge her fingers into her clit. The sheet was soaked with her sweat. She began to rock her hips as the egg began to tickle and jolt her. She imagined the stranger’s hand touching her, rubbing her, of struggling and yelling NO! She’d read so many stories of what It feels like to be brought to orgasm while bound, pleading, begging but unable to stop It. Stop! Ahhhh, she wanted to cum as she began rolling around on the bed, twitching her dripping pussy around the egg until she had her first orgasm.
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To be continued

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Frustrated

Part-2-of-6

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Linda developed a perfect rhythm, stretching her body out long, raising her shoulders while undulating her hips up and down, over and over with her knees spread wide. The friction of the egg vibrated through her wet pussy and all the way up to her clit. She lay blindfolded, sweating, jerking her hips up off the bed and stretching as the vibrations surged deep in her pussy, a feeling of explosion running through my body. The entire world vanished to be replaced with that indescribable feeling of exploding while bound, the most intense feeling of all. As wave after wave passed through her body she was cumming on the bed, rolling and moaning. Oh god, it was so good. It was like it would not stop.

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Crazy with lust from watching her, Brian’s hand is franticly flying up and down his rock hard shaft. In a blink of an eye, he felt the heated rush as his cum surged up his erect shaft. He saw Mrs. C’s mouth slowly open just in time for the collision of fantasy and reality, creating an explosion of what can only be described as a torrent of thick white flossy streaks that descend upon her waiting face. The first large pearly streamer flew against her upper lip, with most of the jettisoned cum ending up in Linda’s mouth. The second can't wait for her to swallow and recover, so before Linda could either open or close her lips it splattered against her chin and shoots out in a hundred smaller streaks of vented fury across her slightly scrunched face. The third and fourth exploded from Brian’s teenage cock in rapid succession and both splash against her left cheek as she turned her head just slightly. Each wet, white glob spattered against her soft skin and quickly oozed down her face and onto her chest. The next three or four less volatile ejaculations fired upon her face randomly leaving still generous deposits of his heated cum on her waiting nose and chin.
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God, thought Brian, this face that he’d loved for going on 17-years was now loving him back In a way that he would never have believed possible. The beauty of her face was beyond the norm for now it was covered in his love for her. Grasping Mrs. C’s head in his hands, Brian stared trance like at what he’d just done to her or rather what she’d caused him to do to her. The beautiful mess was just that, so erotically and romantically beautiful. His heart ached with pride as he stared at the thick remnants of his loving ejaculate clinging to her skin In many places, and In still others dripping or more descriptively gliding sexily down In rivulets off her nose, her chin or her cheek onto the rest of her lovely nude body.

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As she swallowed and blurted out, “Whose there?” he panicked and fled out the bedroom door, down the stairs and out the back door and home.

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After she was met with silence, Linda rolled herself around as she orgasmed from the enormity of what had just happened. Linda sucked in a deep breath, letting myself relax, letting the delirious feeling wash over her. Linda knew that she couldn’t free herself that she had to wait for the Ice to melt. As she lay there waiting, she knew that it wasn’t and never would be the same again.

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Time drug and the next week felt like a year to them both. Neither could take their minds off what happened. Every time Brian was by the house, he was terrified that Mrs. C would recognize his voice and know it had been him that cummed on her and that she’d hate him. Linda in turned scrutinized every male that she came in contact with, wondering if ‘he’ was the one. Both lived in fear that the other would fail to keep their next rendezvous.

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Friday night rolled around and Linda was almost in terror as she prepared herself. All she could think was what if her phantom didn’t show up. How much greater, she thought to herself, her feeling of helplessness would be if she knew that her release depended entirely on someone else, on their whim.

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Not knowing if her stalker was watching her or not, Linda went through hers normal routine. Even though the egg was getting her off, it just didn’t seem to be the same without her stranger there. Finally the time came for Linda to unlock the handcuffs and free herself. Straining she got the key between her fingers and reached towards her other wrist. Just as the key touched the handcuff, it was snatched away. Oh god, she thought as her whole body melted at the sudden reality of the new situation.

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A hand roughly grabbed her breast. She shuddered with ecstasy because with no key, she was helpless and there was nothing she could do about it. Linda almost cummed with pleasure as her mind raced through possibilities. Her heart began to pound in her chest, as her phantom’s hands began to clumsily dance over her body. It was obvious from his inept touch that he was young and inexperienced. Linda said nothing, fearing that he’d flee again, she just lying their giving him his way. The feeling of his hand at the small of her back sent shudders up her spine. She could barely breath. Her prayers were being answered, he was touching her, rubbing her lightly over her hips, and down to squeeze and caress her ass. Part of her wanted to struggle, to say NO, but she was bound and couldn’t resist. Besides, she didn’t want it to stop.

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The hands left her body and Linda heard her stalker moving around. The room was silent, when Linda felt the mattress compress and knew that the stranger was sitting beside her. This was her fantasy. Again his fingers touched her body. As his fingers made their way down her still firm stomach towards her crotch, Linda knew instinctively that he was looking at her naked body, and could see and do anything that he wanted. She was trapped, without her key. Until he set her free, he could do anything that he wanted.

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Other than an occasional gasp or moan Linda made no noise as she submitted herself to him. She felt him move his fingertips in soft circles on her lower back as his hand took a trip down to the crack of her ass, and then he trailed his fingers along her inner thigh. Linda could feel his fingers slip on her skin, lubricated with her pussy juice. Linda felt like an instrument, whose strings were pulled taut. Her pussy was already sopping wet from cumming so many times. Her body shuddered and she involuntarily pressed it against wherever he touched her. Her legs spread wider and her arms pulled the cuffed tight as his hand drifting over the curve of her ass. She turned her face away as he pinched her nipples.

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Linda moaned as he softly caressed her ass again and up her side just barely touching the edge of her breast. His hand brushed the hair off her forehead and moved across her shoulder and traced a line along her arm, touching the handcuffs at her wrists.

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Again he squeezed her breast, and let his fingers slide down off her breasts and over her tummy, as she involuntarily sucked in her abdomen at his touch. Linda felt his fingers just brush the lips of her pussy and then touching up along her hip, and over her ass. The panic and bondage, and fear all mixing together with his gentle touch was so confusing that if the stranger were to beat her right then, it would have seemed completely right and natural,

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Then she heard him unzipped his pants. The sound caused Linda to visualize him taking out his cock. Linda felt his fingers twist in her hair and her head was pulled roughly around and the phantom touched the head of his hard cock to her lips. Thanks to Jeff, her husband being such a prude, Linda had never done this before and she was suddenly scared to death. As she summoned up her courage, she marveled at the warmth that was radiating off this stranger’s cock. She finally got up her nerve and stuck out her tongue as she prepared to taste her first cock. The musky smell of the stranger’s balls drew Linda in. Submissively she kissed the head of his cock and ran her tongue around the head. She stopped and savored the moment. She had just licked her first cock and liked it. She licked it again as she eagerly sucked it into her mouth. Knowing instinctively what to do, Linda sucked as much of its length as she could into her mouth, coating it with her carnival. Then she started pumping her mouth up and down his rigid shaft.

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"That's a hot little bitch," Brian whispered, “Take that cock.”

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Linda reveled in the power that the strangers hard cock had over her. She wanted it, and Brian craved it. After what had happened, it wasn’t going to take much to cause Brian’s balls to explode. Despite her inexperience, Linda’s mouth was certainly more than capable of doing the job. Helpless he moaned, “Be a good girl... oh... oh yes... oh..." as she tongued around his slit and the sensitive area just beneath It. Then, as he started to buck with passion, she pressed her tongue hard again his cock and slid it deep into the back of her mouth. Her throat muscles squeezed his cock as she pressed her face into his pubic hair, before she started franticly sliding her mouth up and then down his shaft. By the third stroke, Brian screeched, “Swallow my cum!” as he spewed cum into her mouth.
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Linda was almost overwhelmed by the amount of cum and the force of it splashing again the back of her throat. The first blast of cum hit her tongue and she liked the salty flavor. The second blast of cum filled her mouth and she gagged trying to swallow It All. Linda tried to stay on his cock with her mouth until he was finished spurting, but her mouth was quickly refilled. Smiling, she raised her head up and took a big swallow before she continued to gently coax the cum from her phantom stalker’s cock with her tongue. Finally, after nearly filling her mouth again with his cum, Brian’s cock stopped spraying. She swallowed again and pressed her lips to the tip of the stranger’s cock, as she quickly came to terms with what had happened.

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As Linda gasped for breath and wondered what was coming next, the room got quiet. Feeling as If the walls were closing in on her, Linda heart was pounded with the need to get lose, but there was no key. After a couple of minutes, she felt the key pressed into her hand. After she had the key grasped in her fingers, Linda thought, “Now what? Where was the key hole?” In her aroused state her thoughts weren’t clear. By the time Linda managed to get the handcuffs un-locked, she heard footsteps on the stairs and then the backdoor slammed.

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Shit. Fucking shit. She still didn’t know who it was.

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Although she heard him speak, Linda had been so aroused that she didn’t recognize Brian’s voice.

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Linda was in seventh heaven. She was so happy the next week that everyone noticed It. Tuesday when Brian was over; Linda was dancing around and singing while she was fixing supper. When Brian went into the kitchen to get a glass of water. When he saw her, he said, “Hey Mrs. C, how’s my best girl?”

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With a big smile, Linda sung out, “Hi, Brian. You’re staying for supper aren’t you.”

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“Yes ma’am,” then he added, “Gee, Mrs. C, you sure are in a good mood tonight.”

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“I’m just happy to be Alive,” she answered.

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“If I didn’t know better,” he chuckled, “I’d think you were getting a little strange on the side.” Then he ducked out before she could answer.

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Later as Brian passed her on the way out the backdoor to go home, he whispered, “See you Friday night.”

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He said it so low that Linda wasn’t sure what she heard. Without thinking, she blurted out, “What did you say?”

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With a puzzled look on his face Brian said, “I said ‘see you another night.’ What did you think I said?”

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“I thought you said, ‘see Friday night.”

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“Why would I come over Friday night, Mrs. C? Aaron will be out on the road?” Then after a short pause, he said, “You aren’t inviting me over are you? Because if you’re lonely Mrs. C, I don’t have any plans so I ’d be happy to come over and keep you company.”

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“No, Brian, It’s sweet of you to offer, but I ’m fine on Friday nights. I take advantage of having the house to myself and take a long bubble bath and then curl up with a good book.”

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“I could always come over and scrub your back,” Brian laughed.

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Pinching his cheek, Linda chuckled, “If I didn’t know better I ’d think you were flirting with me.”

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To be continued…

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Frustrated

Part-3-of-6

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“Why wouldn’t I, Mrs. C, you’re a fox?” Then he was gone out the door before she could respond.

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Puzzled by his reference to Friday night, Linda wondered If he could be the one, then she laughed, “I ’m being ridiculous,” she thought, “Brian’ s just a baby, It couldn’t be him.” Refusing to lose her good mood, she merrily went back to doing dishes. Elbow deep in suds she thought, “He was kind of Inexperienced,” then shaking her head and laughing at herself, she thought, “No, It couldn’t be Brian.”

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Most of the thrill of Linda’s fantasy was the loss of control, being under someone else’s control. The problem was that because she had to tie herself up she would never able to truly create a total loss of control. Binding herself, no matter how extreme, there still needed to be that one way of escape and so ultimately she would still be in total control. There was no denying It, Linda thought, as long as she was tying herself up there was no real loss of control. Linda wanted to be a slave, with fantasies of absolute obedience. Loss of control that is what It was, submitting to something outside and not inside myself.

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Even with her visitor, as long as she was tying herself up it wasn’t the same. She still had control she thought, it depended on time. But she controlled the time. No matter what happened, she knew that the ice would eventually melt, and if she wanted to Linda could even watch it melting. It was still a matter of control, a delayed control. How much greater would the feeling of helplessness be If she knew that her release depended entirely on another, on another’s whim.

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Nervously she prepared the room and laid out all her implements and toys. Then throwing caution to the wind she snapped the handcuffs on to her wrists and settled down to wait. When I opened the back door, he found a key ring with one key hanging on the outside doorknob. As he eased the door open and tiptoed across the kitchen he was surprised to find a very naked Mrs. C down on her knees In the middle of the den with a slave collar around her neck and her wrist cuffed behind her back. That’s when it hit him, that he now owned Mrs. C.

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After careful getting shots of her from every angle, Brian slowly moved the camcorder around the room to include all... her toys in the picture.

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Brian was especially Interested In the ping-pong paddle lying on the end table and the ankle cuffs that were attached to the legs. He carefully set up the camcorder, then un-zipping his pants as he walked back over to where Mrs. C was kneeling. For a couple of minutes Brian just stood there, lovingly stroking and savoring her beauty. Then with a contented smile, he wrapped his fingers in her hair, tilted her head back and slipped his cock into her mouth.

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Pulling his cock out of her mouth, he grabbed the leach attached to her slave collar and pulled her to her feet. Then he led her over to the end table. Bending her at the waist, he leaned Mrs. C over the table and fastened the cuffs to her ankles. When he moved around to secure her upper body, he saw why Mrs. C had chosen table; it was the perfect length for her breasts to hang off, so that he’d have access to them. Looping the leach around the cross bar, he brought it back up and hook the other end to the collar, thus securing her to the tabletop.

Picking up the ping-pong paddle, she moved around and fulfilled a lifelong dream by lovingly caressed the firm cheeks of her perfect butt. Then … POW … he smacked her on the naked butt, with the paddle. When Linda yelled out in both surprise and pain, he knew that he was going to have to take steps to silence her. He quickly scurried up stairs and returned with a pair of her soiled panties that he’d found lying on her bedroom floor. Stuffing the crotch of her panties into her mouth as a gag, he happily grabbed the paddle …POW…and went back …POW … to work. Once … POW … her sweet …POW… little …POW… butt was …POW… cherry …POW… red. He laid down the paddle and kissed the pain away.

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Deciding that it was time to lose his virginity, Brian stripped and moved back behind Mrs. C. nervously he parted her butt checks and clumsily slid his cock into her surprisingly wet pussy. His cock slipped out twice and had to be reinserted before he grabbed Linda’s hips and got his rhythm. When he exploded and filled her pussy with cum, he was so moved that he actually cried. Moving around to Linda’s head, he removed the panties long enough slip his cum coated cock in her mouth so she could lick him clean.

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Not knowing what else to do he Investigated her assortment of toys. He couldn’t believe it when he found the nipple clips. As he stands there holding them, his gaze returned to her sweat-glistening, naked body. His eyes lingered for a moment on the tempting round curves of her rear and the moist folds of tender flesh between her parted thighs. Refusing to let them distract him, he realized they wouldn’t be there If Mrs. C didn’t want him to use them. With his attention on the targets of his desire, he rushed back over too her. Sitting on the floor In front of her, Brian started leveling fondling her breasts. Almost instantly her thick nipples were rigid, the surrounding dark aureoles drawn tight.

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When Brian opened the golden Ally gator clamps and saw their sharp, jagged teeth, a wIcked look came into his eyes. He carefully centered her nipples between the clamps’ gaping jaws, letting the gleaming teeth scrape lightly against the turgid flesh. Without warning, he let the serrated teeth spring closed, watching the stiff buds collapse in their cruel metal bite. Linda screamed into the gag, Instinctively trying to shake the clamps free from her crushed nipples, heedless of the added pain that shaking Inflicted on her breasts. Her breasts made wonderful slapping sounds as they bounce even around. But the alligator clamps hold tight, and her struggles only make them chew harder into the viciously pinched flesh. While she fought, Brian imagined that it was his teeth in their place, tasting and tormenting her wounded nipples, greedily devouring her aureoles.

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After a few minutes of helpless struggling, Linda tired. Her breasts settled into a mouth-watering jiggle as she strained. Brian watched in alarm, as her nipples turn purple before his eyes. In his excitement, Brian grabbed the back of Linda’s head and almost violently shoved his cock down her throat. Her nose was pressed into his kinky pubic hair and his balls were flopping against chin as he violently fucked her eager mouth. As Brian tensed up and held himself immobile, Linda could actually feel the cum boiling up in his balls. Finally, Brian erupted and it felt like a dam had busted. She almost chocked when what felt like a quart of cum pulsed into her grateful mouth. As Brian went totally silent, surprised at the amount of cum he’d poured into her mouth, Linda continued sucking and swallowing his cum. She eagerly sucked every last drop out of him and then cleaned his cock with her tongue.

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Looking down, I saw that the tips of her nipples had finally turned the proper shade of violet. When Brian pulled one clamp free. Linda writhed in agony as the hot blood burned back into her tortured flesh. Clamping down on the panties, Linda stifled back a scream when he tore the second clamp free.

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Freeing everything but her wrists, Brian turned Linda around and sat her on the end table. After kissing his way up Linda’s thigh, Brian couldn’t resist flicking out his tongue out and gently caressing her slit. Moving up, Brian started kissing and nibbling her neck. Possessively he cupped her firm breasts and kneaded them gently, her suddenly hard nipples rubbed against his palms.

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They kissed and Linda forced her tongue in his mouth. For some reason, kissing Linda after she’d just given him a blowjob reminded her of the way that his mother use to smell and taste when she’d tuck him In and kiss him goodnight when he was little. Now he know what that white sticky goo on her lips was.

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Her skin seemed to get hotter by the second as his tongue caressed the puff pink lips of her fresh fucked pussy. As he separated the moist lips of her cum filled pussy the taste Increased and so did her moans. Linda was so turned on that she was gasping and moaning uninhibitedly as she withered sensuously All over the table. Talking explicitly, she telling me how great it was having my mouth on her pussy.

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Enthusiastically I licked her throbbing clit until Linda was screaming in ecstasy. Linda bucked wildly as she reclined back on the table and spread her legs as wide as she could in an attempt to give him better access to her pussy. Backing off, Brian lovingly ran his tongue along her milky flesh, licking the crease where her legs connected to her torso. Then he moved back softly kissing the moist flesh of her womanhood, then running his tongue up and down the length of her slit. As soon as Brian felt Mrs. C starting to cum, he immediately began to flick the head of her very erect, very large clit with quick strokes of the tip p of his tongue. Linda screamed as her pleasure sensors overloaded. Brian was glad the windows were closed or else the whole neighborhood would have been able to hear her.
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Like any kid, which was what he was, with a new toy, Brian spent the next hour and a half licking, kissing, fucking and satisfying all his curiosity about the mysteries of the female body. "Wow," he exclaimed as he gently worked the folds of Linda’s pussy open with his fingers to examine her more closely, "This Is the first time I've ever been able to look at a woman down here." As he saw that her Inner lips were swollen with excitement and protruded beyond the thick outer lips Brian knew that there was a god in heaven. There was no other explanation for what he was looking at.

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Once sated, Brian dressed and un-lock Linda’s handcuffs. Then before she could regain her composure enough to pull off her blindfold and see who he was, Brian a ducked out the backdoor and was gone. On the way home Brian couldn’t help comparing Mrs. C to his mom. He had never thought of her as anything but his mom, but over the years Aaron had mentioned how hot her his 39-year old mother was. She was a stunning 5-foot 7-inches tall and measuring 36D-24-36 with sandy blonde hair and green eyes. She had the looks and body of a woman in her early 30's at most. He couldn't blame Aaron for getting an erection when he was over at our house when his mom was around because she was hot.

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Now that he was thinking of her as a woman instead of his mom, Brian wondered if she had sexual urges like Mrs. C? His father had been dead for almost 10-years and she rarely dated. She was still a young attractive woman so it was entirely possible that she had similar urges. Then he chuckled when he thought about his mom and Aaron together. It would only be fair considering his new relationship with Mrs. C.

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When Brian got home, his mother, Susan Montgomery had gone to sleep on the couch. He felt a stirring in hi s loins when he realized that her gown had ridden up and he could see that she wasn’t wearing any panties. On closer inspection he saw that unlike Mrs. C, she trimmed, but didn’t shave. Not wanting to embarrass her, he left her asleep on the couch.

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He went to sleep not only think about Mrs. C but about his mother as well. He went to sleep wondering if a pussy with hair felt any different than a bald one. Brian was young but not stupid. He knew that between what and happened he owed Mrs. C as sure as he owned Little-Dog, his black and white border collie. The next morning, he knew that he wasn’t going to be satisfied with one night. When Mrs. C came down to breakfast the next morning, she was greeted by E-mail from an anonymous hot-mail address. When she opened It, It was a picture of her from last night kneeling on the den floor and one of her with a cock in her mouth. The message read, “I’ll be over at noon for lunch, be dressed the same way and kneeling by the kitchen door waiting.”

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Linda was on pins and needles all day. Her mind was in turmoil. After seeing the pictures she realized the seriousness of her actions and was terrified of being outed to her husband and son. Then the next minute she was excited because this was the type of controlling situation that she craved. She found herself quivering with fear and excitement about the dangerous situation she was getting into. When Brian saw the key hanging on the backdoor, he smiled. Unzipping his pants as he closed the door, he quickly feed Mrs. C his hard cock. As she was eagerly sucking Brian’s cock, he pulled the blindfold off so she could see who cock she was sucking and who her new owner was.

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Her lips were buried in Brian’s pubic hair as she happily deep throated him when she felt her blindfold being removed. When she rolled her eyes up and found herself looking up into her son’s best friend Brian’s face. A million thoughts crashed through her mind: shame, cradle robber, and then the room started to spin. The next thing she knew Brian was bathing her face with a damp cloth. When she tried to brush her hair out of her face and couldn’t move her arms, she realized where she was and what she was doing. She was lying handcuffed and naked in the middle of the kitchen floor, looking up her son’s cock jutting out of his pants.

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To be continued…

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Frustrated

Part-4-of-6

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Knowing the next couple of minutes would govern their future relationship, as soon as Brian saw that she was awake, he said, “Bitch, I didn’t tell you to stop,” as he feed her his still hard cock. Without thinking she obediently opened her mouth and took it. Using her hair for a handle, he pumped her head up and down until he was cumming in her mouth.

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As the both sat naked at the table having lunch, Mrs. C started trying to explain to Brian why this wasn’t going to work. Sucking your dick makes me feel child molester and a cradle robber. You’re a child, you’re Aaron’s best friend, I’ve know you since you were in diapers, you’re so much like my own that it would be incest, your mother’s a friend of mine and, and on and on. She even said, “How would you like it if Aaron was fucking your mother?”

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Brain just sat there eating and let her wind down. When Linda paused to catch her breathe, Brian said, “I don’t think you understand. You don’t have any choice in the matter. I own you, so I say whether It’ll work or not. Granted that I ’m young and that I’ve never owned a slave before, but I’ll learn. When I got my border collie I ’d never had a dog before, but I learned. I’ll be the same with you, a couple of months from now you’ll wonder why you were ever worried.” After a pause to take a sip of milk, he added, “And as for Aaron fuckIng my mom, why not, I ’m fuckIng his?”

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Enforcing his dominance, Brian spent a pleasant afternoon exploring and fucking Mrs. C’s fantastic body. She was like a birthday present that he could unwrap and played with over and over.

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Still wondering about his mom’s sex life, Brian decided to find out for himself. Thanks to a trust fund that her father had left her, and a huge Insurance policy that his father had, Brian and his mom were quite well off. With money no object Brian spent the next couple of days concealing state of art motion activated spy cams All over the house and back yard. He had the house so well covered that his mom couldn’t take a pee, a bath, or go swimming without his cameras picking It up and sending It too his computer.

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He was pleasantly surprised what a horney slut his mother was. She couldn’t pee, take a shower, or watch TV without masturbating. To facilitate things she rarely wore panties. She even masturbated carrying out the trash.

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He also discovered that she never missed an opportunity to get a peek at him naked. Knowing that Aaron was only working on the truck with his father as a summer job, and that when school started, he would no longer be gone on weekends, Brian knew that he need to hurry and get Aaron and his mom together.

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The first day that Aaron was home, Brian took him aside and said, “Aaron, I need you to do me a favor. I want you to fuck my mom.” Aaron was so dumb founded by the request that all he could do was gape. “Mom’s still a vibrant health woman, with normal needs. I trust you not to hurt her, so I’d rather it be you than some gold digger just after her money.”

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Over the next couple of days, they tracked her movements on the computer and arranged for her to catch Aaron naked several times. As Brian expected, Instead of turning her head and hurrying away, she remained hidden and continued to stare at him. Also using the computer they made sure that every time she tried to masturbate, one of them was Always around to disrupt her plans. Wednesday night when Aaron slept over, Instead of going to bed they watched Brian’s mom on the computer. Not knowing that she was being watched Mrs. M laughed at her reflection in the mirror. She pulled back her shoulders and thrust her belly out. Her breasts stood up high and firm, the pink nipples round and hard. She stroked her buds gently, feeling the tips harden, then moved her hand down her firm belly and on down between her legs. The only clothing interrupting the smooth lines of her tanned flesh was her black garter belt and sheer silk stockings. Otherwise, she was naked. She arched herself even further, moving her fingers around the perimeter of her pussy, and tracing the soft, lightly trimmed triangle of hair that covered her thickly swollen sex lips. Mrs. M sighed when she touched them, and then quickly dropped her hands to the upper ridge of her sheer silk garters.

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Knowing how horney she was from not being able to masturbate, when she slip a robe on over her naked body and head down stairs, they knew It was their chance. Putting on a pair of briefs that showed off his package to best effect, Aaron hurried down stairs to accidentally bump into her. When he caught up with her in the kitchen, she had one had under her robe playing with herself while she looked Inn the refrigerator.

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When Aaron spoke to her she whirled around embarrassed that she’d been caught with her hand inside her robe. Grabbing the refrigerator door handle and placing the other hand on the counter, Aaron casually penned her in as he started chatting with her. As they talked her eyes were drawn to Aaron bulging crotch, especially after the bulge started growing. When the engorged head started peeking out over the top of his waist bank, she started stammering and licking her lips. When Aaron said, “Show me your breasts,” she couldn’t believe her ears

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“What?” she stammered.

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“I said that you’re a damn good looking woman and I want to see your breasts.” Then without waiting for an answer, he untied the belt and opened her robe. “Damn,” he whispered, “those are beautiful.” When she tried to close the robe, he grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back. Then with one hand around her holding her wrist together he used the other hand to cup her breast. When she tried to pull free, he grabbed the end of her belt and tied her wrist together behind her. Smiling Aaron pushed the robe off her shoulders and started playing with her breasts. When she whimpered, he shushed her, “You don’t want to wake up Brian do you, Mrs. Montgomery?”

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Pulling her close he kissed her. At first she resisted, then she kissed him back. As their lips parted, Aaron murmured, “Mrs. M, I want to fuck you.”

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Still blocked by the cabinet, she stammered, “No.”

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Realizing that she meant It, Aaron said, “OK, I’ll settled for a blowjob,” as he put his hands on Mrs. M’s shoulders and gently pushed. Still staring at his crotch Mrs. M slowly dropped to her knees. Aaron pulled down her briefs and Mrs. M gently put her mouth over his cock head. Aaron looked down and watched her mouth stretched wide over his cock. She slowly took his shaft into her mouth and sucked his engorged member. Whimpering with delight, Mrs. M put her left hand on Aaron’s bare butt, and gently massaged his balls with her right hand. Unable to constrain himself, Aaron put his hands on her head and emitted a low moan.
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Mrs. M sucked faster and faster. With almost no warning, Aaron felt himself cumming. He blurted a quick "I 'm cumming," to Mrs. M as he squirted a full load of cum into her mouth. The experienced woman downed the liquid d, and slurped it all off his cock before releasing him from her mouth. By the time Mrs. M finished sucking his cock, his briefs were on the floor by his feet.

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Pulling Mrs. M to her feet, he bent her at the waist over the dinning room table on her elbows and knees with her ass sticking over the side of the table. On her own, she spread her knees farther apart and lay with her upper body laid flat against the table top to brace herself against the onslaught she knew would be coming from behind. Aaron moved up behind Mrs. M vulnerable ass until his cock was right up against it. “Was he really going to stick that oversized cock of his up her asshole?” she wonder. “And if he tried, would she let him do this?” But a better question would have been; could she stop him if he tried to put it in her ass, and the answer was probably not.

Notching the head of his cock in her crack, he moved it down and quickly entered her pussy from behind. Mrs. M’s look of resignation turned to a look of pleasure when Aaron Grabbed her hips, and increased his pace and began slamming his cock to the depths of her soaking wet pussy as hard as he could. Without thinking, Mrs. M helped, pushing back as hard as she could as he stroked to her depths. They were both breathing in grunts and squishing, slapping noises filled the kitchen, as Aaron felt his cock sliding in and out of her tight, hot, pussy. It felt good to stuff his cock into her to the balls. She was loved every minute of it. She had one hand between her legs stroking her clit for all she was worth, occasionally reaching back to stroke Aaron’s slick, wet cock as he continued to plumb her depths. They were blind to everything around them, concentrated on their individual and combined pleasure, fucking for all they were worth. Mrs. M was coming continuously, her contractions squeezing Aaron’s cock like a vice. Strangled gasps escaped her lips as her pussy franticly squeezed his cock as her body trembled in orgasm. And so was Aaron. He could barely suppress a scream of ecstasy as his scalding hot cum boiled up in his balls and flooded Mrs. M’s pussy. Then they quivered together in a storm of shared ecstasy.

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As Mrs. M laid face down on the table catching her breath Aaron united her wrists and stripped her robe the rest of the way off. Pulling her to her feet, he tied the end of the belt around her neck. When she tried to protest, he shushed her, “Do you want to wake up Brian and have him see you like this?” As she hung her head in shame, Aaron used the belt like a leach and led her up stairs.

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When Aaron got Susan back to her room, he said, “I think I’ll fuck you.” Standing up and undoing his pants, he added, “But suck me a bit first to get me nice and ready,” as he let his cock out.
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With a big grin on her face, Susan dropped to her knees and took Aaron’s cock in her hand, feeling the warmth of it as she gently squeezed him. When she saw a drop of pre-cum forming at the slit she opened her mouth and let her tongue slide out to softly lick the underside of the head of his cock, ending up stuck In the slit as her lips closed around It and she gently sucked. Aaron groaned as he felt Mrs. C open her mouth and let his entire cock slide into her throat, not stopping until every Inch of It had disappeared in her mouth.
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As Aaron watched Mrs. M began to slide up and down on his cock, sucking him. By now he was very hard and didn’t want to cum In her mouth, yet, so regretfully he reached down and stopped her, helping her to her feet with his cock standing out In front of him.
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“Get on the bed,” he said, as he helped her up. Grabbing her ankles, Aaron lifted her legs up and forced her legs back until her knees were almost beside her head. That curled Mrs. M’s spine up so that her crotch was pointing at the ceiling, her pussy and asshole totally exposed, her pussy lips spread apart and her clit sticking out prominently. Fascinated by the sight, he leaned down and sucked on her pussy for a moment, sticking his tongue up Inside of her. Then he slid his tongue from her pussy to her asshole, rimming her and probing at her rosebud for a moment before sliding back up and sticking his tongue back in her pussy.

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Straightening back up, Aaron placed her petite little feet up on his shoulders. Then, in one thrusting movement, I plunged his cock Into her dripping wet pussy as far as It will go, making her grunt and whine from the impact. "Oh, yessssss!" she hisses as he pulled out slowly then ram into her again, his tight balls slapping against her sweet ass cheeks as he repeatedly buried his huge column of man meat all the way to the hilt.

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Mrs. C groaned with delight as Aaron’s cock filled her pussy. She lay back, enjoying the sensation as he slowly began to fuck her. Soon Aaron was banging away at her pussy, fuckIng her as hard as he could. By this time Susan was she's so damned horny that It just took a few thrusting strokes before she was wildly humping back and cumming; moaning and sobbing, "Oooh, Ohhhhhh, yessssss! F-f-fuck me, fuck your friend’s mother. Oh god, It's soooo good!"

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To be continued…

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Frustrated

Part-5-of-6

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Too excited to last long, Aaron couldn’t last very long and all too soon as far as she was concerned he moaned and slammed Into her, his cock pulsating as It shot spurt after spurt of cum deep inside her pussy. She clamped down on his cock with her pussy muscles, milking him. Slowly she felt Aaron’s cock slide from her pussy and she knew some of their cum was dribbling onto the bed too. Both spent, Susan reluctantly releasing Aaron’s flaccid cock.

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The next morning when the boys came down stairs, as a shield against Aaron’s advances, instead of a robe, Mrs. M was wearing a dress. It was a sundress, one of those that had a full just below the knee length skirt, no sleeves, and buttoned down the front. Before they came downstairs, the boys contrived a story about I having to spend the day helping a friend set up a new computer. Despite the dress, all during breakfast Aaron kept sneaking feels of Mrs. M shapely butt. Once when Brian had left the room for a couple of minutes, despite her protests he’d even reached under her skirt and pulled down and off her panties.

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As they left, Aaron whispered to Mrs. M that he’d be back in an hour so he could spend the day fucking her.

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When Aaron got back, he didn’t even bother knock, he just walked in the backdoor like he owed the place. Mrs. M was standing at the sink doing the breakfast dishes. Turning towards Aaron, she backing up against the counter, Mrs. M raised her hands defensively in front of her body and started telling Aaron, “Last night was a mistake…it should never have happened … and can never again…I’m old enough to be your mother.” Realizing that Aaron was ignoring she whimpered, “…You’re just a child,” as she ran on and on. Paying no attention to what she was saying, Aaron unbuttoned her dress, pulling it off her shoulders, down her arms and virtually ripped it down causing her tight breasts sprang up. Now naked from the waist up, she crossed her arms over her bare breasts in shock. He reached down and threw her hands down by her side. Then he slowly looked her up and down. Christ, he thought, she’s some woman. How would he ever be able to thank Brian for giving her to him?

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Not knowing what was coming, Mrs. M whispered, "What do you want me to do?"
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Placing his hands on her shoulder and gently pushing down, he said, "Kneel down, baby."

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Submissively, she knelt down and peered nervously up at him. Aaron placed his hand on her bare shoulder and eased her forward. Mrs. M flinched at the touch of his hand on her soft skin and was shocked to feel the slight prickles of moisture between her legs. She could feel herself trembling with both fear and excitement.

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Leaning over, Aaron began gently kissing her neck as his other hand began kneading shoulder. He couldn't believe how soft and fresh this mature lady was. Her delicate scents rising up to him as he kissed her neck, along with the feel of her firm little body and her air of innocence had caused pre cum to gather at the head of his cock. He slowly moved his hand from her shoulder down to cup her pert breasts and dig his fingers into her firmness. He gentle squeezed her hard erect nipple caused her to gasp. As she knelt there her firm breasts and hard nipples were pointing slightly up and they only moved along with her deep long breathes. When she breathed in it was as if she was forcing her nipples up to him. 'God,” whispered Aaron, “did they need a good sucking,” as he kept a hand on her shoulder to prevent her from rising.

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If this wasn't heaven he didn't know what was.

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As she looked up at him, he unzipped his jeans and removed them along with his shirt. Then his boots and socks before discarding his shorts to reveal his long hard manhood. Smiling down at Mrs. M, he said, "Take it baby." Nervously, she gently wrapped her fingers around his throbbing manhood and began moving her hand up and down his shaft.
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This teenager’s cock was so hard, and although it was the same length as her deceased husband’s, it felt so much more powerful.
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After a few strokes Aaron’s hand came down on hers, stopping her instantly. "No baby, that's great but not with your hand, take me in your mouth."
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Even after last night, she was still genuinely shocked that he would talk to her that way, but she still pressed forward and let his hard cock slip between her soft lips and into her mouth. Then she began suck as she slowly drew his manhood in and out of her mouth. Mrs. M was awed that she was kneeling in her kitchen letting this teenager fuck her mouth. But the juicy taste of his pre cum and the thought of a hard hot young cock in her mouth made her suck even harder. At the same time she was so excited that without realizing it, she’d pushed her free hand down the front of her dress and then on into her lace panties where she used two fingers to stroke her swollen clit.
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As his best friends mom sucked his cock, Aaron reached down with both hands and groped her breasts. He hadn't missed the fact that her hand was massaging her clit. It also meant that she had eased away her dress and panties from her pussy and he could see the wetness on her fingers that had come from the lips of her soaking wet vulva. The feel of those wonderfully firm breasts, the warm wetness of her mouth and the sight of the entrance to her virginal, was too much for his aching cock and he cummed in three powerful spurts.

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Mrs. M didn't expect him to cum while she was sucking him but with his manhood filling her mouth she couldn't prevent herself from swallowing the first stream of his hot cum. As she pulled her head away, the rest of his cum shot all over her lips and cheek. Then it ran down her face and onto her breasts. She tried to use her arm to wipe the cum off her face but before she could she felt herself being lifted up onto her feet. As she stood there looking at him, a mixture of resignation and desire overawed Mrs. M. Resignation, because a part of her hoped that he would be satisfied with seeing her topless, feeling her breasts, and cumming in her mouth and that he would leave her with her with what little humility she still had left.

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But deep down in her soul, desire, because of the sexual needs of her body.

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When he pushed Mrs. M up against the kitchen table, Aaron could smell her excitement. He ordered her to finish taking her dress. As tears flowing slowly down her cheeks, Mrs. M slowly slid her dress off her hip, down her thighs and let it drop to the floor, sliding it with her bare foot to one side.
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The sight of this beautiful lady standing helplessly against the kitchen table in lace panties had an instant hardening effect on his cock. Aaron suddenly reached forward and ripped her panties off. As soon as he ripped her panties off, she knew what was going to happen and tried to move away. But Aaron grabbed her arms, pinning them to her side. As he leaned forward and sucked greedily on her erect nipples, as he forced her backwards. He released one of her arms but only to slipping his forefinger into her pussy.
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After giving both of her nipples the attention that they’d been aching for, it was Aaron’s turn to drop to his knees and as he pushed her long shapely legs apart he moved his mouth against her neatly trimmed pussy and feasted on her juices. An orgasm quickly pulsed through her body and she couldn't help releasing a long low moan of pleasure.
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Aaron was now as hard as he’d been before her blowjob so she knew that he would want to cum in her pussy. From the way he was ravaging her pussy, she knew that he was going to fuck her hard and deep.

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Aaron stood up and bit her nipple before grabbing her by the hair and snarling, "OK SLUT, lets go to your BEDROOM." The orgasm had taken away any resistance that she had left so she only offered feebly opposition as he led her to the door and pushed her into the her bedroom.

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Her bedroom was large with a double bed at its center. He forced her to stand against the wall, facing the bed while he sat facing her on the edge of the bed. He studied her petite little body, licking his lips to get some more of the taste from her pussy juices that were still around his mouth. "Tell me.... are you a slut?"
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She silently nodded while looking down at her feet.
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A big smile spread across his face, "Now baby, slowly turn all the way round so as I can see that tight little butt of yours." Her voluptuous body enhanced by her firm bottom, a bottom that he had special plans for.

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When she had turned to face him again, she was trying to cover her nakedness. Chuckling, Aaron walked over to her and grabbed the arm that she had placed between her legs and exposed her pussy. Then he led her over and threw her down onto the bed. Lying down beside her, Aaron Slowly ran his fingers over her full, round, perfect breasts, and felt her nipples harden with anticipation. Pulling her close, Aaron kissed her roughly on the mouth, crushing his lips against hers. He could feel the heat of her body as she wantonly pressed herself against him. Then for the next 4-hours Aaron used Mrs. M every way possible that a guy could use a girl except anal. At one point Aaron even spent over 30-minutes lying between Mrs. M’s legs exploring the mysteries of the female vagina. Handling it like it was a dew-covered flower, he gently parted its delicate petals and carefully examined every mysterious cracks and crevices. He was amazed at the similarities between her delicate clit and his uncut cock. He laughed when his warm breath caused her to get an erection. He couldn’t resist kissing her now erect clit before he moved up and used one hand to pin her arms above her head while he used the other to explore her gorgeous little body. "Oh baby you have one fucking wonderful body." He looked into her big brown eyes. "You know that I'm going to fuck you don't you?” She bit her lip and nodded. "Not only am I'm going to fuck your pussy but I'm also going to fuck your ass.”

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Her eyes widened. "Oh please no, please don't hurt me, I’ve never been fucked in the ass before," she pleaded. Laughing, Aaron moved back down and licked her pretty pink asshole. He grinned to himself when Mrs. M wiggled her bottom and she squealed with pleasure: "Oh, Aaron, what are you doing to me! That's so nasty!"

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He smiled at her as he ran a hand over her breasts, gleefully sucking her hard nipples while he eased himself between he soft thighs. Then, leaving one hand to continue pinning her arms above her head, he positioned the head of his hard cock against her slit. When he paused to look into her eyes, she returned his stare. Her breasts were rising and falling rapidly and her pulse raced as he eased the head of his cock between the engorged lips and into her pussy. As he entered her he felt an instant enveloping heat. She breathed in and out twice very quickly and at the same time produced a sound like she’d been dropped into freezing water and all of her breath left her body. Still looking into each other’s eyes, he forcibly slid his throbbing cock deeper into her wet pussy. She went rigid and screwed her eyes tightly shut and her mouth shot wide open as she licked her lips and muttered, "Oh god yes, fuck me, fuck me. Don't stop"
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That was all the encouragement Aaron needed, He franticly started working his hips and thrusting with long hard strokes. She was so tight from years of abstaining from sex that he could feel the pressure from the hot sides of her virgin drawing the cum from his cock.
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Frustrated

Part-6-of-6

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Pulling out Aaron rolled her over onto her belly and placed hands on her tight waist. He lifted her waste while pushing down on her shoulders and slipped easily into the soaking wet pussy from behind. After pumping in and out a few times, Aaron drew back out of her pussy. He didn’t hesitate for a moment. Using one hand to spread her ass cheeks, he gritted his teeth, and thrust hard into her small brown ass. The first motion that put the tip of the head in, it hurt so badly that she let out a scream of both pain and pleasure and pain and clench her fists in the sheets in pain. Once he eased the head past her sphincter, Aaron gave a hard push and drove it in all the way to his balls. It hurt so badly that she thought he was going to split me in half.

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He moved very gently for the first 2 or 3-strokes, but then I began to get really fired up. Before she knew it, Mrs. M was yelling, "Harder! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass!"

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And Aaron was shouting in return, calling her his slut, his whore, his “cock-loving, take-it-up-your-ass bitch.”

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After about 10-minutes, he used her hair as reigns and really started fucking her hard. I mean, seriously pounding her ass. Finally, she put her face in the pillow and put both of her hands on her ass cheeks, spreading them apart. Aaron was big for a teenager, so she wanted to open herself up as much as possible to him. She wanted him to own her ass. She begged him to cum deep inside of me. He tortured me for a while by making me beg again and again for it. Finally, she got what she really needed. His balls exploded and he shot load after load of hot cum into her firm ass. I loved it.

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They lay there on the bed for at least an hour, wrapped in each other’s arms, each avoiding each other’s eyes. Finally Mrs. M looked at the clock and let out a low sigh. "I supposed I’d better start fixing us some lunch."

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That evening Aaron made her prepare supper for Brian and him in the nude. Having been forewarned, Brian paid no attention on to her nakedness. It was as if his mother being naked in front of Aaron and him was the most natural thing in the world. After Aaron left, Mrs. M actually flew up the stairs to her bedroom, where she hid under the cover and cried herself to sleep. But it should be noted that she not only stayed naked but she had time to masturbate first.

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Brian was so glad that it was Friday night. Mr. C had been home all week so it had been a week since he’d got to fuck Mrs. C. For a teenager that had just tasted sex for the first time, a week was a lifetime. To make matters worse, he had to listen to Aaron fucking his mom all week. When he walked into Mrs. C’s bedroom, he paused and savored her beauty. He still couldn’t believe that that this sexy and delectable lady belonged to him. Linda’s long brunette hair was tussled about her face. Her firm full breasts were topped with now very hard and erect nipples with a beautiful hue of pink areola surrounding them. With a sigh, Brian let his eyes wander down her firm flat stomach to her luscious smooth hips and to her completely smooth and freshly shaven pussy. Her pussy was merely a slit in her body with just a hint of her lips protruding. Her clit was erect and now peeking from between the folds of her pussy. Brian wandered further down her body to her taut thighs, and then to her strong calves that were perfect and not too muscular. From there on down to her sweet and delectable toes with the French manicure.

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He must be the luckiest bastard in the world, to have such a beautiful female form to use to learn about sex. Linda was tied to the bed. Her wrists were cuffed to the headboard and her ankles were tied to the footboard with silk scarves. He smiled because her pussy was wet from the moisture generated by being spread-eagle on the bed helpless awaiting his pleasure. Heart swollen with unrestrained passions, Brian gently took Linda’s face and pulled her into a deep, fiery kiss. She returned it and slipped her tongue into his mouth. As they kissed his hand unconsciously drifted down her stomach and he rubbed a finger along her slit. She broke the kiss with a gasp and smiled at me, as she arched her hips up to meet his fingers.

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"I've wanted this for a long time, Mrs. C...."
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"I know, Brian, I been able to see it in you eyes since you were nine, now shut up and fuck me..."

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Brian’s hands began the exploration of her goddess like body. He lovingly caressed her breasts, gently squeezing them and rolling her nipples. His gaze seemed to reflect adoration, almost worship as he lowered his head to kiss her breasts. Her nipples were becoming harder, standing out more than usual. His hand molded her breast, extending the nipple upward, and she gasped as his lips gently surrounded her nipple. She gave a delicious moan as he drew it into his mouth.

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Very gently, his fingers moved, slowly exploring the fountain of her womanhood. Soon his fingers were replaced with his soft lips. As Brian continued kissing her a strong felling of nervousness sweep over Linda, she was as nervous as a virgin bride. The intimacy of his kisses stirred something in her that she didn't understand, causing her to wiggle her hips. Moving between her legs, Brian tenderly nibbled at her neck. The stimulation caused Linda to squirm even more. When she felt his manhood making contact with her feminine lips, she hesitated while he found the right place. Anxiously, she waited, uncharacteristically afraid as Brian began to enter her.

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Linda didn’t know when it happened but somehow her fear was replaced by love and anticipation as Brian slowly sank deeper and deeper into her depths. Consciously, she spread her legs and welcomed him in. She was sharing her body with her son’s best friend and she was glad. He was much gentler this time. Linda groaned with pleasure as he slid into her. She arched her back and unconsciously wrapped her legs around him, crossing her ankles behind him, pulling him to her. It seemed to take forever before his pelvis pressed against hers and she knew that again he was ‘fully’ inside of her.
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Brian began a slow pumping that stimulated her beyond comprehension. Words of endearment began slipping from him as he thrust into his childhood fantasy. Linda began breathing heavier as the two of them began moving faster and he thrust harder into her. She gasped and moaned, not caring about anything else. She felt Brian’s gasps and grunts in her ear.
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Linda threw her head back and cried out, totally absorbed in what was happening to her. She wasn’t sure what it was, but she loved it. They continued pounding each other hard and fast until Brian cummed hard deep inside of her. Barely aware of her lover’s orgasm, Linda used her legs to pull him as deep into her as she could, She wiggled her hips against him and suddenly her world shattered into a prism of sensations as she climaxed. She convulsed in a wild frenzy of muscular contractions. Her sweet body rhythmically kissed him and massaged him in the throes of her orgasm.

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As Brian collapsed totally spent onto her sweaty body, Linda knew instinctively that he had given her a baby. Knowing also that she couldn’t have it, she was also making mental plans to visit one of the abortion clinics and take care it.

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After he caught his breath, Brian moved down and pressed his lips against Linda’s engorged clit and started sucking with a vengeance. His tongue darted out and teased her clit, before he dove into her for a taste of her sweet juices. Her taste was like aphrodisiac to him. Like an explosion, lust surged through her body and Brian could feel her quivering helplessly, totally turned on. His tongue flicked insistently over her clit, pushing her closer and closer to the brink.

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Without taking his mouth off her pussy, Brian pivoted around and straddled her in a 69 position. He quickly positioned his head between Linda’s thighs and lowered his face down to her crotch and slid his tongue between her warm, moist pussy lips and stroked her. When she licked down the length of her slit, Linda clamped her thighs against his head. When his tongue found the bud of her erect clit, Linda’s entire body shuddered with arousal. After years of unfulfilling sex with her husband, this was so beyond her wildest fantasy that she could hardly believe that it was happening at first. She was stunned by how good it felt. Brian had given her more orgasm in the short time that they’d been together than her husband had given her in years of marriage. Trance like, Linda reached up and took his flaccid cock in her grateful mouth. Reveling in the taste of her own juices on his cock, she sucked him like a new born on his mother’s breast.

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It was so hot and passionate that Brian obviously liked what they were doing as much as she did. While Linda’s mouth was working its magic on his cock, her mouth was giving her pussy a thrill, too. When Brian buried his tongue as far into her broiling pussy as he could, the wiggling response of her hips told him that he was doing a good job. Gently parting the perky pink lips of Linda’s steaming pussy, he continued licking her boiling clit.

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God, she thought, what a mouth Brian had, one of his thumbs was strumming her clit while his nose was buried in her pussy. She squirmed and shifted her weight as he alternated between teasing her enflamed clit and her soaking pussy. Just as his balls exploded and he cried out in orgasm, Linda erupted like a volcano, gushing cream all over his face.

By the time they collapsed into each other’s arms and almost passed out in exhausted sleep, the night had been more magical for her than her wedding night.

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By the end of the summer, Mrs. M was as much a sex slave to Aaron as Mrs. C was to Brian. Through normal progression it had turned into a four-some, where the boys used either woman as the mood took them. Now it seemed like the most natural thing in the word to both Brian and Aaron for their mother to give them a blowjob. The first time it happened was after the boys came home from a double date. When they got home Mrs. M was in the kitchen baking a cake, and as per Aaron’s instructions she was naked. Two minutes later, Mrs. M was sitting on the table and Aaron was eating her pussy. Caught up in lust, Mrs. M was soon layback on the table, with head hanging off the other side as Aaron continued to eat her pussy. When she looked up, she was staring right up at Brian’s smiling face, as he watched his friend eating her pussy. Unthinkingly, Brian unzipped his pants, pulled out his semi-rigid cock, and dropped it into her open and very willing mouth. Mrs. M felt her son’s cock quickly grow to full size in her mouth as she sucked on him.

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She quickly she had Brian’s entire 8-inches of cock stuffed down her throat while Aaron was eating her to orgasm. To Brian’s surprise she was squeezing his balls and fingering his asshole while she sucked on him. Aaron’s tongue in her pussy was finally proving too much for her and she felt her pussy spasm as she began to cum, his lips wrapped around her clit. She pumped Brian’s cock like crazy as she cummed, almost crying out it felt so good. Then just as her own orgasm began to subside Brian’s cock swelled even bigger in her mouth and then a blast of cum was shooting into her mouth.
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Mrs. M eagerly gulped at her son’s cum, swallowing it as fast as he filled her mouth. She sucked him and licked his cock until there was no more cum, sucking the last little bit out of the slit at the end.

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Thanks to all the sex they were having with their mom’s the boys were no longer intimidated by the female body and therefore able to date girls their age with ease. It was easy to have a pressure free date when you knew that when you got home that your mother would be waiting to fulfill all your sexual needs.

If the dates were on the weekend Brian would fuck Mrs. C all night and Aaron would fuck Mrs. M. But if it were during the week when Mr. C was home, they would both fuck Mrs. M all night.

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