frustrated----part-1 thru 4-of-4

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Frustrated Mom

Part-1-of-4

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Becky stripped off her dress, panties, and bra, and dropped her underwear in the washer and then slipped the dress back over her head. The dress was far too short to wear out anyplace, but was fine for doing housework. She had closed her bookstore early and spent the afternoon running the vacuum cleaner and cleaning up in preparation for her next four weeks off. She, her son Shawn and her daughter Cindy were going to take a much needed vacation to their cabin at Lake Texoma in the northern part of the state. It was to be her first vacation since the death of her husband Eric almost eighteen months earlier.
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Cindy had been devastated by her father’s death and was just now able to handle getting on with her life. She had been 17 at the time and so was able to bounce back to a normal life. Shawn had been 18 at the time and the loss had been hard on him too. Since Eric’s death, she and Shawn had gotten very close. He had taken over as the man of the house. Like his father, he was handy at fixing things. She hoped the cabin didn’t need much work to make it livable again. Mr. Rogers, who lived nearby was to keep an eye on it when they were not there, and do the little chores that needed doing. She just hoped he had it all ready for their stay.
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Becky grabbed her receipts and her journal for the store and slid to the floor next to her big overstuffed chair in the family room. It was the place she usually worked on her books. She pulled her knees up and propped the ledger against them, stacking the receipts alongside her leg. She smiled to herself. It was the way she had sat to study since she was a girl. At 38, she was hardly a girl, she thought. Not at 37-24-36 and 110-pounds stacked on a 5-foot 4 frame.
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Her auburn hair was still full and hung to her shoulders, and had lost none of the sheen of youth, nor had her green eyes changed. But her butt was sure rounder and stuck out a tiny bit more, and her shapely breasts with their large nipples were certainly larger than they had been at sixteen. Still she hadn’t heard anyone complain about her figure. Men still turned to stare at her as she passed them on the street, even the high school boys whistled at her, at least when her son wasn’t around. Lately she’d been more aware of their attention, for she had been eighteen months with no sexual contact, and her body reminded her that she was indeed a woman, and a very sexual one at that.
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Her husband had been a man who needed a lot of sex, so she had become accustomed to sex almost every day in one form or another. The sudden loss of sexual excitement had been devastating, and although she had tried to put it from her mind, lately, it was rearing its head in many different ways. She had even found herself admiring her son’s physical attributes. His football practice had built muscle and broadened him until he was almost as big as his father had been. Lately she had been less and less careful about exposing her self to him. Walking around in a skirt and bra or a housecoat with nothing underneath. She made excuses for her actions by convincing herself that he wasn’t interested in an old woman, and that she really wasn’t showing anything. She shook off her thoughts of sexual things and began to concentrate on entering her receipts in the journal.
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A few minutes later, Shawn came into the room and lay down on the floor across from her. Elbow on the floor, head in his hand.
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“I’m all ready, the van is loaded,” he said.
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“Great, honey, I still have about thirty minutes or so worth of work on the books, then I’ll get ready and we can go out and get some dinner. I don’t want to dirty up anything in the kitchen tonight so we can an early start in the morning. If you want we can stop while we’re out and rent a movie for this evening.’

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“What about Cindy?”
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“Oh, she decided to stay at your Aunt Emily’s and ride up with her and Cindy on Monday. So for three nights, until Monday night, it’ll just be you and me. We’re going to take her suitcase with us, but she should be home in a few minutes to get a few things to take with her Aunt Emily’s.”
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When he said, “Okay, I’ll just hang around until you’re done,” Becky went back to her books and Shawn leaned his back against the sofa and stretched his legs out, his head still resting on his hand.
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As the sun sunk lower in the sky its rays beamed through the window and crept slowly across the floor. Shawn followed the light as it slipped between his mother’s raised legs and suddenly there in front of him was her bare pussy, the auburn hair glowing in the afternoon sun. As he watched, her crack became visible and he saw that the lips were full and sexy looking. He felt the blood rush to his cock as it rose to full hardness. It was as though a spotlight had been deliberately set to flood her pussy with light for his viewing only. He was so fascinated, that he forgot to roll over or in some other way cover his hard on.
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A few minutes went by and when he made no comments, Becky looked up to see if he had fallen asleep. She saw that not only was he wide-awake but that he was intently studying something. Then it dawned on her as she saw the position of the sunlight on the floor and remembered that she had stripped off her panties and that she was naked under her dress. There was little doubt that Shawn had a perfect view of her bare pussy. She flushed angrily, her knee–jerk reaction was to lower her legs, but though they twitched, she failed to move. There was something perverse about her son staring at her bare pussy. Instead of it making her angry, she felt a flood of moisture flowing between her lips. Her eyes swung to Shawn’s crotch, and she was amazed by the size of the bulge in his pants. God, she thought, he’s got an erection from looking at his mother’s pussy. She felt her pussy respond to this perverse stimulus and wondered if Shawn could see her pussy react.
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Shawn was thrilled when his mother’s pussy slowly opened and beads of moisture formed along the parted pink lips. With a life of its own, his cock throbbed almost painfully in response to the obvious arousal of her body. Unbelievably he was so naïve that he failed to realize that he was the cause of her beginning excitement. He was mesmerized, and couldn’t take his eyes off the sweetest thing he had ever seen. Since puberty he’d often dreamed of seeing her pussy, and masturbated many times with her image in his mind, but he had never really expected to have her bare pussy exposed this way just a few feet away. He had an almost irresistible urge to slide across the floor and stick his tongue between the now swollen lips.
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“Hello, I’m home,” Cindy called out as she entered through the back door into the kitchen.
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Becky dropped her legs instantly and smoothed her dress. Then she stared at Shawn’s jeans and said, “You’d better roll on your stomach. You don’t want Cindy to see you like that.” Then her cheeks reddened as she realized that she’d just given herself away.
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Shawn’s mouth dropped open in surprise as he did what his Mom had suggested and rolled on to his stomach. He couldn’t believe what had just happened. His mother had admitted that she was aware that he was looking at her bare pussy, and had done nothing to cover herself. And was aware that he had an erection because of it. He was speechless.
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Cindy bounced into the room.
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“Hi. Just stopped by to change this skirt and pick up a pair of shorts and a blouse, then I’m going back over to Aunt Emily’s.”
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“Okay honey,” Becky said. “Ahhh, Shawn will be up in a little while to get your suitcase and put it in the van. Be sure that you’re all packed.” She was having a hard time collecting her thoughts. Her mind was on the fact that Shawn was aware she had allowed him to examine her wet pussy.
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“Jeeezus Mom, are you feeling all right? You’re all flushed. I sure hope you’re not coming down with something and we have to postpone our vacation.”
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Becky flushed even more. “No, honey, I’m just fine. I’ve been ah, ah working hard and sitting in the sun must have caused it,” She stammered with a half smile. The smile wasn’t lost on Shawn.
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When she’d entered the room, Cindy had stopped near Shawn’s head. From his angle, he could …

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Frustrated Mom

Part-2-of-4

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When she’d entered the room, Cindy had stopped near Shawn’s head. From his angle, he could see up her dress all the way up to her panties. Wow he thought, my mother’s pussy and my sister’s panties all in the same afternoon. He was doubly thrilled, for his sister was a ten on anyone’s scale. Her honey blond hair hung in waves to her shoulders, her face was movie star beautiful and her body rivaled his mother’s for a great figure. Her ass was partly exposed by the French leg panties she was wearing, and he could see the crack as they fit snugly into her crotch. He swung his face away just as she looked down, so he was saved the embarrassment of getting caught. At least by Cindy, but when he looked at his mother, he saw she was aware of where he had been looking. A slight grin formed at the corners of her mouth.
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Cindy left to go to her room.
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“Shawn, shame on you, boys aren’t supposed to look at their sisters like that.” But she wasn’t scolding, she was teasing. Shawn was surprised that she was taking it so lightly.
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“I have to finish these receipts, just another ten minutes or so. You can go get ready to go and put Cindy’s suitcase in the van . . . or, you can wait until I’m finished and take it all out at once.” She wondered why she had left such an opening for him to stay.
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“Uh, I think I’ll wait,” he stammered.
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“Okay. As soon as Cindy leaves,” she said, “I’ll get back to work.” My God, she thought, what am I doing, I just invited my son to stay and stare at my pussy
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A moment later, Cindy came back through the room on her way out the door.
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“Bye. See you guys Monday,” she said and went out the door, swinging her tight little ass in form hugging white shorts.
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Becky sat silent for a moment, before picking up her ledger and self-consciously raising her knees. Laying the ledger against them and began to examine the receipts. She knew she had just provided her son a full view of her hot and wet throbbing pussy. She blushed hotly all over, but she kept her knees together and her feet spread. She couldn’t remember ever being so hot.

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Shawn couldn’t believe that his mother was showing him her sweet clamshell, but there it was right before his eyes. The auburn hair covered her Venus mound and ran along both sides of her swollen lips. It tapered off half way down and the lower part of her pussy was sprinkled with only a few strands. Moisture had collected between the parted lips and droplets appeared on the inner lips and folds and then he saw her clit. Like a little hooded prick, the sheath stuck out between the spread moist lips ending in a small opening where the hard nub peeked out. He felt the pre-cum spew from his cock and dampen his shorts as his cock grew into a rigid pole. He had returned to lying on his side, but now made no effort to hide his erection. Becky tried to keep her mind on her work, but from lowered lids she could see him staring at her. The thought that she was letting her own son view her nakedness and see her aroused pussy was a total surprise to her. She couldn’t imagine that she was capable of doing such a thing, yet here she was, legs spread so that her son could see things that only a husband or lover should see. The thought caused her pussy to flood again. She wondered if she was dripping.
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Shawn had a big tent in his jeans. She wondered how big he really was. She wondered if he had fucked a girl with it yet. Finally she could concentrate no longer. She laid down the ledger, and sat with her head lowered. Then slowly she spread her knees. Now she sat with her short dress slid clear to her mound and her legs spread. She kept her eyes closed so that she didn’t have to acknowledge his presence and could pretend that she was showing him her charms by accident. Inside she was boiling. A mere flick of the finger, or a tongue, she thought, would bring on the orgasm waiting just out of reach.
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“You shouldn’t be looking at me when I don’t have panties on, and I shouldn’t be letting you.” She raised her head and looked at him, but his eyes were still focused on her spread legs and exposed pussy. “God, don’t ever tell anyone that I let you see my . . . ah see me this way,” she whispered helplessly.
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“Don’t worry, Mom, I wouldn’t tell anyone that you let me see you with your panties off. I never tell anything that goes on in the house.”
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Becky knew she should close her legs and stop what was happening, but it seemed silly to close them now after she had allowed him to stare at her bare pussy all this time.
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“I’m surprised that you’d even want to look at me with so many sexy young girls in town,” she said.
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“Gee, mom you’re sexier than all the girls in this town put together. I’d sooner look at you naked than any one of them.”
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“Well,” she said smiling, “I can see that you are enjoying yourself” Her eyes focused on the enormous bulge in his jeans.
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Shawn raised his eyes to hers and blushed. He couldn’t believe his mother was talking to him about his hard-on.
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“I can’t help it, I’m too big for tight jeans anyway and then seeing your . . . ah I mean, you know seeing you naked . . . well it just got bigger. Ah 8-inches is hard to hide . . . oh, I mean ah . . ..” He couldn’t remember ever doing anything so stupid as telling his mother how long his cock was. He flushed red from head to toe. He didn’t see the look that crossed his mother’s face, a look of surprise and lust that caused even her pussy to twitch.
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“Eight inches … really? My God, Shawn are you really that big? That’s hard to believe.”

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Suddenly Shawn was on the defensive. He didn’t like being called a liar, and he had had more than one boy doubt his claim, now his own mother doubted him. He spouted out his reply before he gave it any thought.
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“Well I can prove it. Do you want to see?” he asked as rolled over and quickly stood up. Still without thinking he jerked open his belt, whipped down the zipper, and shoved the jeans down his legs. Becky sat stunned. It had all happened so fast, she was unable to speak. Hooking his thumbs in his jockeys, he thrust them down. His massive cock sprang up and stood quivering between them, 8-inches plus of red un-cut shaft and purple head with rigid cords running its length. He stepped toward her, stopping with his cock wavering back and forth only inches from her face.

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“There,” he said. “See, I told you.”
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Becky gasped then caught her breath. Her throat tightened, her pussy throbbed and she felt like she was going to faint. She knew she should pull away, and get up and leave the room. She should stop this now before anything happened. Instead, unbidden, her hand reached out and encircled the massive shaft standing before her.

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“Oh, Shawn,” she whispered, “Its beautiful, and so huge. I’ve never seen anything so big. And it’s so hard.” She continued to hold it and then slowly her hand slid up the thick shaft until she was cupping the massive purple head. She felt the pre-cum seeping from the end wet her palm and as if that was a signal, she slid her hand down the throbbing member until it reached his balls hanging below. Shawn groaned in pleasure.
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Again, Becky’s hand began the slow climb up the rigid hard-on until she reached the bulb of a head, then she allowed her hand to start the slide to the bottom of the twitching cock. Shawn groaned again and thrust his hips forward, forcing his dick tighter into her clutching hand. Becky responded by increasing the speed of her hand movement. In moments they had passed the exploring stage and it was obvious that Becky was jacking off her son.
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Now her other hand was cupping …

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Frustrated Mom

Part-3-of-4

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Now her other hand was cupping his balls and gently played with the large sack while her hand drove rapidly up and down the thrusting throbbing red shaft.
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Beads of moisture formed on Becky’s face and she felt her pussy flood with a passion like she had never known before. Her eyes glazed with lust and her mind was occupied only with the rigid dick that she was pounding.
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Shawn didn’t last long, he had been hot too long while watching his mother’s pussy and her hand on his cock was the ultimate pleasure. He felt the orgasm start deep in his balls. He knew it was about to come roaring up his tube.
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“Mom, Mom it’s going to happen, it’s cumming.”
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“Yes, honey, let it happen. Let it come, let it come.” Her hand speed increased until it was flying up and down her son’s cock. She wanted him to shoot; she wanted to see his juice spurt out of that massive purple head.
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“Oh, Mom, now, it’s now. I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum, cum, cum, Ooooooh, Mom.”
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Gob after gob of the white juice spurted from his cock head as Becky kept pumping the mighty prick. White strings of cum hit her cheeks and rained on her shoulders and a few spurts even landed on her exposed pussy hair as it fell into her lap. Shawn had never shot so much cum in his life. More than a quarter of a cup full covered them both as the last sticky drops oozed from the slit in the massive head.
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Shawn stood for a minute in shock by the events of the past few minutes; his knees are so weakened by the whole ordeal that he slowly dropped to his knees. As he did, Becky released his cock, but misinterpreted his movement. He was now kneeling between her legs, his cock only inches from her crotch. She was past the point of any control of her emotions; she was deep in the sexual feelings of the moment. Without any thought or planning, she twisted until she was able to lie down on the floor. She laid back she grasped Shawn’s shoulders and pulled. Needing no more urging, Shawn crawled up her body and lay on top of her. She wrapped her arms around him and just savored the feel of his weight on her. She could smell him and feel the texture of body on top of her. When Becky parted her legs to let him enter, he lifted himself with his hands and for a moment was poised above her, and then with instinct taking over he slowly lowered himself between her legs. Then they both watched in fascination as his still hard dick forces its way into his mother’s waiting pussy.

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“Oh, God, Shawn, oh, God,” she sobbed, “You’re so big, so big. You’re like a horse. Ohhh easy, honey, easy. You’re going split Mommy in two if you aren’t careful.” She moved to adjust to the monster cock slipping into her. “Ohhh, baby, that’s it, easy, honey, push it into mommy easy. Ohhh, God, Shawn, your cock feels so good, I need it so bad. It’s been so long that Mommy really needs you to ride me good and hard.

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Shawn felt the head of his dick bottom out into her tight pussy, felt her womb give under the pressure. They lay motionless for a moment, letting her adjust to the sensation of her pussy being filled with such a huge rock hard dick. When she began to kiss him, Shawn slowly withdrew it until only the tip was inside his mother’s pussy. Then driving with his hips, he again thrust it back into her soaking passage. Becky grunted as the giant rod plunged into her pussy. In seconds Shawn was fucking his mother with long powerful strokes as he drove his 8-inches of meat in and out of her. Becky groaned and grunted with every stroke. Her pussy had never been so full or fucked by such a big dick, and the incestuous twist just added to her pleasure. She knew it was wrong, and that she would regret it later, but as Shawn’s dick drove in and out of her flooded pussy, all she could feel was the lust that drove them both to fuck.

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Soon Shawn started thrusting himself rhythmically into his Mom, moving his strong hips against her as she rose up to meet him on each deep thrust. Trance like, Becky put her arms around her son’s back, caressing him. Then she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him even more deeply inside of her. Her mouth found his, her tongue entering his mouth in time his your strokes. The early awareness of her son looking at her bare pussy, coupled with jacking off of his massive dick had driven her to the edge of orgasm, so it didn’t take long for her son’s stiff dick to bring her climax rushing up from the depths of her pussy. As she felt the explosion start way down, she began lifting her ass off the floor to meet her son’s driving dick. Soon they were thrusting at each other with a fury that his balls were making a slapping sound as they flopped against her.
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“Shawn, do it, baby. Push it in me, honey; push it in mommy’s pussy. Push it deep. Ohhh, Shawn do it, do it, ohhh fuck me, ohhh fuck me hard, yes, yes, honey fuck mommy. Ohhh, Shawn, I’m going to cum, mommy’s going to cum, Uhhhhhhh”
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Becky howled like a banshee, her body shuddering with pleasure as she felt the flood rush down her passage. She had never actually shot fluid from her pussy before, but this time she felt the liquid gush from her to soak her son’s dick and balls. She was embarrassed, but thrilled that he had made her shoot pussy juice for the first time in her life. She laid in a contented stupor, her son’s massive dick buried in her saturated pussy, her legs wrapped sensuously around his legs. Shawn stay inside of her they lay together in the afterglow, enjoying the sensations of each other’s body, their arms around each other.

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Gradually she realized that the dick in her was still hard and Shawn was gently working his hips and slowly moving in and out of her now well-fucked pussy. Suddenly she remembered he hadn't cum with her, so was still in need. She pulled his head down to her mouth and stuck her tongue in his ear, then whispered to him, “Go ahead, Baby, fuck me. I know you want to. It’s all right, do it. Don’t worry about hurting me just take what you want. Do it to me good. Give it to me deep and hard, I’ll cum again with you.” Spreading her legs up and out, she thrust up against him. “Come on, baby. What can I do to make it good for you?”

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“Say the word, you know, the f word,” he grunted as he thrust into her.
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“Do you like me to say that? Does that make you hot when I say it?”
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“Uh huh, real hot.”
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“You mean you like me to say f u c k?” she teased.
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“Yeah, oh yeah.”
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She put her mouth by his ear. “Fuck me, honey, fuck me fuck me fuck me. Fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck . . . fuck your mommy . . . fuck me.” she crooned as he brutally drove himself into her pussy. The dirty words triggered something in her also. There was something about whispering ‘fuck me’ in her son’s ear that hit a primal chord in her brain.

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Placing his hands under his Mom’s ass, Shawn lifted her up and callously plunged deeply into her waiting pussy. Taking his mother at her word, he kept plunging cruelly into his mother’s pussy, feeling the wetness against his loins. It's hot and steamy with fragrant sex odors filling the den as they are joined in the pursuit of pleasure. Becky sobbed as she clutched Shawn to her, meeting each thrust.

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When she felt her orgasm starting to spasm deep inside of her belly, she was both surprised and frightened by the intensity of the feeling.
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“Mom,” wailed Shawn, “I’m going to cum. I’m going to shoot again, do want me to pull it out?”
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Becky heard him moan, and knew that his orgasm was…

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Frustrated Mom

Part-4-of-4

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Becky heard him moan, and knew that his orgasm was coming quickly, so she answers, “No, honey shoot in me, shoot in mommy, cum for me. Cum in my pussy.”

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Becky felt him tense, then he moan, “I'm cumming, Mom, I’m shooting I’m shooting in you, Shooting up in you.”

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“Yes, baby, in my pussy, you’re shooting in my pussy, now, noooooooooo ohhh.”
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“Yeah, in your pussy, mom, in your hot pussy, shooting ohhh, mom” Shawn wailed as he shot squirt after squirt into Becky’s grasping pussy, shooting as much as he had shot the first time. And as he shot he continued to thrust into his mother’s hot channel.

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“Oh god, Shawn you’re making me cum again too,” wailed Becky as the sensation of Shawn’s hot cum exploding into her pussy brought her to another orgasm. I’m cumming, Uhhhhhhh, I’m cumming I’m cumming.”

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Becky continued to raise from the floor to meet his driving dick strokes as he filled her passage with his meaty cock and his gobs of white cum. Gradually they slowed and Shawn rested on her belly, his dick still buried in her throbbing twitching pussy.

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“Ohhh, Shawn,” she said. “That was the absolute best fuck I have ever had. I hate to have you take it out.”
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“I don’t want to take it out either, can we just lay here awhile?”
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She hugged him and grasped his dick with her cunt walls. “Yes,” she said. “I’d like that too.”
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“Ohhh,” he said. “What ever you just did, you can do that again. When you did it, I could feel my dick getting hard again.”
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Becky snickered. She again clutched his dick with her cunt muscles. “You mean like that?”
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Shawn groaned. “Oooh yeah, like that. It’s getting hard again.”
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“Oh my, God, Shawn, you are. I can feel you. Ohhh, ohhh it feels so good in there.” She lifted her ass off the floor and took more of his dick inside. “Ohhh, baby.” She felt the hardness return to the giant hunk of meat in her pussy and moments later she was again filled until she stretched even wider than before. “Ohhh, baby, you’re so big, you fill me up like nothing I’ve ever felt.”
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Shawn began a slow movement in and out of her and she responded by lifting her ass to meet his thrusts. Gradually their speed increased and a few moments later Shawn was driving his dick into Becky with long hard powerful strokes while Becky arched off the floor and engulfed his massive rod with her cum filled pussy. Becky was suddenly hotter than she had ever been in her life before. She didn’t know where the heat had come from, but she felt like she was about to explode. She wanted to do all the dirty things she could think of with her son, including sucking his massive cock, but she didn’t want to lose the big cock in her cunt. She decided right then that she would fuck him again in the future and suck his cock and let him suck her cunt. But right now she needed more.
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“Talk dirty to me, Shawn. Tell me you want to fuck me, that you want to stick your dick in mommy’s cunt, talk to me, honey and fuck me hard, I have to cum again hurry do me, fuck me hard.”
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“I want to ah . . . fuck you, mom. I want to stick my dick in your pussy, I want to fuck you hard in the ah . . . in the pussy, in your hot tight cunt. I want to cum in my mother’s steaming pussy.” Shawn drove deeper into Becky’s hotbox. Then it happened quick for them both, the heat even hotter than their first fuck.
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“Mom, I’m going to shoot, I’m going to cum in your pussy, now, mom, now, now ohhh”
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“Yes, yes, ohhh, God, yes shoot gobs of cum in me, Shawn baby, fuck me I need it now I need it ohhh Uggh ohhh, Shawn, fuck mommy fuckkkkkkkk”
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Shawn collapsed on to Becky body, and they both lay as if dead. His massive hunk of meat still buried in her cunt.
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Ten minutes later, Becky stirred. “Honey, Lets get up and we’ll drive to the cabin tonight. Even if we stop to eat, we will still be there in four or five hours. Then if you want, you can sleep with me tonight. I wouldn’t want to take a chance of anyone finding us in bed together here.”
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“Really, Mom you mean it, we can do it some more tonight, and can I feel you and feel your t . . . ah breasts?”
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Becky unbuttoned her dress, and pulled back the top. Her 37c breasts were exposed to her son’s gaze. “Is that what you want to see, honey? You can suck them for a minute if you want, but not too long or you'll get me so hot, we won't be able to get off the floor without doing it again."
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Shawn lost no time in taking a large pink nipple into his mouth sucking in a generous portion of hard nipple in the process. Mmmmm,” moaned Shawn.
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“You like that, baby?” Here, give me your hand.” Becky took hold of Shawn’s fingers and pushing them between their bodies, swiped along her slit, and then took her hand away, allowing him to continue feeling her saturated pussy while his dick was still inside. “Does if feel as good as you thought it would?” she teased.
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Shawn tried to nod and talk at the same time he was sucking on Becky’s hard nipple. It came out as a grunt.
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“Enough, baby. If you keep up, I’m going to need you to fuck me again, and if we keep doing that we will never get to the cabin, and you won’t get to spend the night with me.”
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Shawn reluctantly released the swollen nipple from his lips and pulled his wet fingers from his mother’s dripping pussy, and as he got up on his knees, Becky saw that his dick had hardened while he felt her dripping pussy.
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“Later, if you want, you can reverse your position and you can feel my breasts and suck my pussy if you want, honey.”

Shawn groaned at the thought, and the thought triggered his massive balls, he shot another load of hot cum all over his mother’s belly. Becky was thrilled and was suddenly on the verge of another orgasm. She had never had such a hot, lover. She pushed aside all thoughts of the illicit actions she was engaging in.

“Finger me, baby. Finger mommy.” Shawn stroked her clit, and tickled her lips, as he thrust his dick back into her pussy. As he pierced her lips, his dick it quickly bottom out and held it there, pressing her clit between them.

“Oh, god, oh god,” Becky screamed, as the orgasm tore through her. “Enough, honey, enough. No more. Save it for later. Save it for me for tonight.” Shawn lifted his cock from her pussy with a sucking sound, and lay down next to her on the floor.

“Did I do alright for my first time?” Shawn asked.

“Oh my god, your first time, honey? Baby, your father wasn’t that good after 10-years of trying.” Shawn smiled and stretched his arms out, his dick, still half hard, wiggled in the air. Becky watched it, mesmerized, licking her lips.
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“It’s amazing,” said Shawn, “Moms fuck just like other girls do.”
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Becky smiled a knowing smile. “Honey, how do you think they became moms?”

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The end….

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Getting married for sex is like buying a 747 for the free peanuts
--Jeff Foxworthy
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Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place.
--Billy Crystal
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According to a new survey, women say they feel more comfortable undressing in front of men than they do undressing in front of other women. They say that women are too judgmental, where, of course, men are just grateful.
--Robert De Niro
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Instead of getting married again, I'm going to find a woman I don't like and just give her a house.
--Rod Stewart
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See, the problem is that God gives men a brain and a penis, but only enough blood to run one at a time.
-- Robin Williams
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My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch.
--Jack Nicholson
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Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake whole relationships.
--Sharon Stone
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Hockey is a sport for white men. Basketball is a sport for black men. Golf is a sport for white men dressed like black pimps.
--Tiger Woods
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There are a number of mechanical devices which increase sexual arousal, particularly in women. Chief among these is the Mercedes-Benz 380SL.
--Lynn Lavner
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If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand.
--Woody Allen
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Sex is a bad thing because it rumples the clothes.
--Jackie Onassis
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Ann Landers said that you are addicted to sex if you have sex more than 3 times a day, and that you should seek professional help. I have news for Ann Landers: The only way I am going to get sex 3 times a day is if I seek professional help.
--Jay Leno
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I haven't had sex in eight months. To be honest, I now prefer to go bowling.
--Lil' Kim
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fucked up----part-1-of-1

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A Fucked Up Day

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Brandy Meadows had a very bad morning. It started with an argument over money with her husband Frank. She burnt the breakfast toast because the toaster stuck in the down position. When she stuck a knife in the toaster to push down on the release spring she must have accidentally touched one of the heat coils, because the toaster made a ‘pssst’ sound and stopped working altogether. She dropped the pot to the Mr. Coffee on the floor and it shattered sending pieces of glass all over the place. When she tried to vacuum up the really small pieces the Hoover quit on her. When she checked it out, she discovered that the belt had broken. Exasperated, she got the spare belt out of the utility drawer in the kitchen. Then while she was trying to change the belt, the screwdriver slipped and she stabbed the palm of her hand.
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"Shit!" she cried as she threw the screwdriver across the room. "That's it! I'm not going to do another fucking thing today. I'm not even going to get dressed."
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Wearing only her robe, Brandy went into the living room and turned on the TV set. She watched an hour of the meaningless crap that passed for daytime TV and when she couldn't stand it anymore she went back in the kitchen and got herself a beer. During the next several hours she got herself several more beers and by 2 PM Brandy had quite a buzz on. By 3:30 PM she was drunk and feeling horny.
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Getting another beer, Brandy went and got a porno DVD from where she’d hidden it to keep it away from the prying eyes of Barbara, her 16-year old daughter. She took the DVD back to the living room and pushed it into the DVD player. This DVD was her absolute favorite and the origin of her most powerful fantasy. The section she liked best and watched over and over was the one that had the female porn star being worked over by three studs; she had one in her mouth, one in her pussy and one in her ass. Brandy's fingers worked on her clit as she watched the tape and, as usual, she orgasmed at the point in the movie where the female started to yell:
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"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, fuck me, please fuck me."
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After her orgasm subsided Brandy went for another beer and returned to replay the DVD. As the DVD started playing again and Brandy's fingers moved to her pussy, she thought, "Once, just once, I would like to experience something like that. I would love to have three hard cocks to play with."
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Charles Griggs, known as Chucky to his friends, had been having a very bad day also. First he was late for school and had to go see the assistant principal to get a pass so he could get into first class. Next he discovered that he’d left his homework assignment on the kitchen table and he was given an 'incomplete' by the teacher. The 'incomplete' would be removed when he brought in the assignment, but it would be marked down one letter grade for being turned in late.
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His third class was gym and his gym teacher was also the varsity football coach. As soon as he got to the gym, the coach took him aside and informed him that because of his low grades he would not allow him to suit up for Friday's game. And he wouldn’t be allowed to suit up for any further games until he got his head out of his ass and start studying.
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Getting benched put him in such a foul mood that at lunch he took it out on his girlfriend Barbara Meadows. When he got to the cafeteria he saw Steve Tanner standing by her table talking to Barb. He knew that Steve had the hots for Barb and had been sniffing around her a lot lately, too much, actually. When Steve saw him coming, he turned and left. When Chucky got to table he had immediately started dumping on Barbara for seeming to encourage Steve. She had told him to keep his bad mood to himself. He had barked back at her and they ended up having a hell of an argument. Angrily, Barbara got up, told him to "piss off," and then stomped off.
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Which is why he was standing at Barb’s front door. He'd gotten his buddy Shane to drive him over so that he could apologize and beg Barbara’s forgiveness. He knew Barbara pretty well so he knew that it wasn't likely that she would forgive him right away. She would make him sweat a bit. Chucky knew that Barbara should be home by then, so while Shane and James, another of his friends, waited in the car for him, he screwed up his courage and rang the bell.
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Brandy was just coming down from her third orgasm when she heard a noise. At first she couldn't place the sound and then she realized that it was the doorbell and that someone was at the front door. She got unsteadily to her feet and lurched to the door and looked through the peephole. She immediately recognized Barbara's boyfriend Chuck. Somewhat foggy from all the beer she opened the door without realizing that her robe was still hanging open from when she had been fingering herself.
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"Hi Mrs. Meadows. Is Barbara ho..." stammered Chucky as he took in the sight of Brandy's naked body. Damn, she had some great looking breasts, he thought. Barbara had some really nice ones, but Mrs. Meadows's breasts were bigger and the nipples were erect and huge. When Brandy noticed where he was looking, she looked down. Seeing that she was exposed she giggled, "Oops" as she closed her robe.
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"Come on in Chuck,” she said, “I'll go get Barbara for you,” Then as she turned away, she said over her shoulder, “Go on in the living room and have a seat."
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Stunned, Chuck obediently stumbled into the living room and collapsed onto the couch. When he noticed that the TV was on, he did a double take. Never having had a blowjob before, he was mesmerized by the sight of the woman on the screen sucking a man's cock.
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Brandy went to Barbara's room, but her daughter wasn't there. On her way back to the living room Brandy stopped for another beer. Popping the top, she took a long pull at the bottle. "God, I'm so horny." she thought, "Frank better get home soon."
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Walking into the living room, Brandy caught Chuck rubbing his cock through his pants as he stared at the TV watching the blond on the screen deep-throating her partner. She giggled as she thought, "Poor boy, he looks so cute sitting there with his mouth hanging open. I think I'll have a little fun with him." Then she sat down on the couch next to him and let her robe fall open enough so that he could see her breasts. “She’s not home yet.”
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Chuck was so startled that he almost fell of the couch. He’d been so glued to the TV that he hadn't even noticed Brandy coming in and sitting down. He guiltily pulled his hand away from his throbbing cock. "What's the matter Chuck? Haven't you ever seen a porn movie before?" Brandy laughed.

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“No, Uggh,” Chuck stammered, "Uh, no Mrs. Meadows, I er, uh...I mean no ma'am, I haven't." Embarrassed almost tears, he started to get up and leave, but Brandy pulled him back down. "I can't send you out of here like that. Here, let me help."
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Chuck froze like a deer caught in headlights, as Mrs. Meadows unzipped his pants and reached inside for his cock. She pulled it out and started stroking it. When she looked into his eyes, she almost laughed at the mixture of lust, panic and fright that she saw there. She would give him a quick hand job, she thought before she sent him on his way.
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"This will be our little secret Chuck," purred Brandy as she ran her hand up and down on his stiff cock. And a nice cock it was too, she noticed. It was large for a teenager, nearly 7-inches long, and with two massive balls pushing it up and out. All around the base of his beautiful cut teenage cock grew a ticket of curly black pubic hair that curled around his balls and narrowed into a line that extended up towards his still hidden stomach. As she admired it, she wondered if Barbara had ever had it in her hand. A drop of pre-cum appeared on the head. "I wonder what a young boy tastes like,” she mused as she lowered her head into his lap.

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"The door was open so I came in to see … Holy Shit!" screeched Shane as he came into the room and saw Chucky lying on his back on the living room floor with Mrs. Meadows bouncing up and down on his cock. He stared for a moment staring, and then he tore himself away and ran back out to his car. Breathlessly he wailed, “James, quick, you have got to see this," and then both boys ran back to the house.
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Like her mother, Barbara Meadows had been having a very bad day. First, an argument with her dad over her allowance, then her mother refused to let her spend Friday night over at Grace's. Grace was planning a slumber party and it was killing Barbara that she couldn't go. At school she had gotten into a shouting-match with Kelly McGee over the attention Kell had been showing Chucky. It had gotten them both an hour of detention after school, which in turn made her an hour late getting home. To top things off she had gotten in an argument with Chucky over that asshole Steve Tanner, as if she would ever have anything to do with him. She’d ended up walking away from Chucky. The day had really sucked!
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With a sigh, Barb opened the door and walked into the house. As the door closed behind her she heard voices coming from the living room.

"Oh god, oh god, Yesssss, like that, oh yes, just like that. Fuck me, oh yes fuck me. I knew it would be like this, I knew it would be this good, I just knew it."
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When Barbara walked into the living room she froze. She stared open mouthed at the scene in front of her. James Olson was lying on the floor and some woman was bouncing up and down on his cock. Shane Clark was standing in front of the woman with his cock in her mouth, and Chucky, her Chucky was fucking the woman in her ass. All this she cataloged in her mind before the realization hit her. “Oh god, that's my mother! Chucky, you bastard, that's my mother! What the hell are you guys doing fucking my mother?" she screeched.
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But all four members of the fuck-fest were so caught up in lust that they didn’t even notice her. Angrily she stalked over and hit Chucky. The blow penetrated the fog of lust and he turned to see a very pissed off Barbara.
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"God damn you, Chucky! How could you do this to me? And with my own mother! Damn you, you rotten bastard. Well two can play this game," she snarled as she turned and stomped over to Shane and pulled him away from her mother. "Nooo," wailed Brandy, "Give it back," but it was too late. Barbara was down on her knees with Shane's cock was in her mouth.
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Frank Meadows had been having a very bad day. First, an argument with Brandy over money, followed by an argument with his daughter Barbara over her allowance, followed by a speeding ticket on his way to work. His first phone call of the day was from a client who said he was taking his business elsewhere. He had been called into a meeting with his boss just before lunch and had been informed that the expected pay raise had been put on hold pending the company reorganization. On his way home, three blocks from his house, he had a flat tire and when he looked he found the spare missing from the trunk of the car. After walking the three blocks to his house, he opened the front door to go in. "The worst of the day is over,” he sighed, “Thank god I'm home," as he walked inside.

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asked----part-1-of-2

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She Asked For It

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I had a strange relationship with my mother. After I turned eighteen, she became less inhibited around me. Maybe because she thought that since I was a legal adult, that I didn't mind seeing her naked, which I didn't, because she was absolutely stunning. She was about 5-foot 8-inches tall, a very svelte 135 lbs., with long wavy dark hair and emerald green eyes. She has a dark complexion and an absolutely incredible body. She was absolutely gorgeous, especially naked. Her legs were long and tanned. Her nipples got hard and poked out like pencil erasers. She would walk around after her shower without any clothes on, and she was very playful around me. When my dad was at work, she would walk around and flash me or just be plain naked for no reason. She loved showing her body to me, and I loved seeing it, but I knew this wasn't a normal thing. I had a paper route that required me to be out very late on Saturday night in order to get the Sunday paper thrown on time. She seemed to take a special delight in appearing naked in the kitchen to fix me a snack when I got home. I don’t think that she worried about dad catching her because he was such a sound sleeper. Once he went to sleep he was down for the count. The house could have burned down around him and he still wouldn’t have wake until morning.

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But who was I to fuck with a good thing? After a few weeks, she started talking about sexual matters with me. And that didn't mean she was asking me if I was having sex or giving me the protection speech. She asked me how often I masturbated, and she told me how often she did, which was a lot considering she had to squeeze some sex with my dad in there somewhere. She had a smoking body, so I knew my dad was up her pussy whenever he could get it up. But being eighteen, I began to desire to be up her pussy too. I knew it wasn’t normal for a young man to be sexually attracted to his mother, but I couldn’t help it, I was lusting after her.
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She would be walking around naked, and I would accidentally brush against her, and hold her hips for a quick grind. She loved it, but I was afraid to go any further. Until finally, after groping as much of her as I could without blatantly asking her to fuck me, I decided to give her a taste of her own medicine.
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Now, I wasn't the best looking guy, but thanks to good genes and high school sports I’m 6-foot 3-inches, a muscle packed 220 lbs, dark wavy hair and brown eyes. A treasure trail of downy hair started above my navel where my chest hair ended. The trail ended in a thick bush of curly dark pubic hair surrounding my cock with the hair continuing to wrap thickly behind my balls. Most impressive was my dick and balls. My cock wasn't huge, but I was proud of it nonetheless. I'm uncut and fairly thick. The head was nice and big, and even when soft was never completely covered by the foreskin. And even though I couldn't have been more than 8-inches, it was a nice piece of meat. And I wanted my mom to see it, especially when I have an erection and the beautiful head pops all the way out of the foreskin.

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I knew dad wouldn't be home for a few hours; so after I took a shower I came out of the bathroom naked. Pausing at the top of the stairs, I glanced down towards the kitchen, where I knew Mom would be setting naked. Taking a deep breath, I strolled down the stairs, trying to be cool but the excitement gave me a semi-erection. So I guess I looked pretty well endowed, which gave me more confidence. When I walked into the kitchen and my Mom was surprised, but tried to hide it. She didn't say anything, but her eyes were glued, and I mean glued, to my dick. I poured myself a glass of juice, casually leaned back against the counter. Mom got up and brushed against me as she walked over to the sink. She and I turned so that my dick touched her ass cheeks.
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She stopped, and stood with her back to me. I was very hard now, so I took a deep breath and ground my dick into her butt crack. It was almost humping her ass. She didn't move, so I reached around her and cupped her breasts in the palm of my hands. Then I started pinching her nipples. I suspect thanks to breastfeeding, she had larger than normal nipples. And now that her naked teenage son was pinching them, they were standing straight out from her chest as hard as pencil erasers. With a sighed she leaned back against my muscular chest.
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"Should we?" she asked without looking around at me.
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"You've been teasing me unmercifully for weeks," I said. "So, I know you want it. And I want it too. So let's just do it."
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Mom turned and was standing directly in front of me, and I could almost smell her excitement. She smiled at me as she reached up and slowly began to run her cool fingers all over my chest. Her feather-light touch sent shivers through my body and I felt my cock stiffening. With trembling fingers I ran my hands over full, round, perfect breasts. I could feel her nipples harden under my palms. I looked deep into her eyes and then pulled her close, and kissed her roughly on the mouth, crushing my lips against hers. I could feel the heat of her body as she pressed herself against me.
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With an almost painful groan Mom reached out and grabbed my dick. I could feel it throbbing in her hand as she eagerly stroked it up and down. "Do you want me on my knees now?" she whispers. Then without waiting for an answer, she dropped to her knees, and planted a kiss on the tip of my hard throbbing dick. As I gaped at her in awe, she then ran her tongue all over the head. She slowly moved down my shaft and gently kiss my balls, licking them, running her face over them, and then every so softly sucking them one at a time into her fantastic mouth. I moaned as I ran my fingers through her radiant hair. I whimpered as she ran her face over my entire dick before taking the head into her mouth and running her tongue all over it. My breath caught in my throat when she softly suck the head into her mouth and then a whimper when she took it out of her mouth and teasingly ran her tongue right under it, circling ... licking, and sucking me back into her mouth. I was a virgin, and had never had any kind of sexual contact with a girl before, so I had to keep my knees from buckling as my Mom sucked me off. Then without warning she begins pumping her mouth up and down my hard cock, faster and faster, my throbbing cock moving rhythmically in and out of her mouth so quickly that I was afraid that I was going to cum right away. A little bit of cum begins to squirt out of my cock and she make sure she stick her tongue out as far as it can go so she can watch as she lick the tip of my cock.
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Her right hand encircled my shaft, and she began to stroke me in time with the pumping action of her mouth. I could feel my excitement grow, as Mom took more and more of me into her mouth. She paused to run her tongue all around whatever was in her mouth before she gently sucked me in and out of her mouth. I whimpered and tears ran down my cheeks as her hand caressed my balls. Her mouth felt so damn good, that I brutally grabbed the sides of her head and started brutally pumping my dick in and out of her mouth. Then he felt his balls draw up into his crotch. His Mom must have known that I was getting ready to cum, but she didn't pull back. Instead, she told me that was okay if I want to explode in her mouth because she'll just continue to suck me until I'm ready to go again. I grab the sides of her head, twisting my fingers in hair, and started hysterically fucking her mouth as she moan. I can feel the vibration of her moaning against my cock and simply can't take it anymore. I shove my cock deep into her mouth in one last thrust as I felt the first jet of thick, hot cum explode out of my balls as I shot my first blissful load into my mother’s mouth. They were followed by pulsation after pulsation as I filled her mouth with thick, hot cum. Cumming in her mouth was so awesome that I literally saw stars.
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There didn’t seem to be an end to it, as I pumped in and out, squirting endlessly down her throat. But like a trouper, Mom took it all and kept swallowing my sweet cock juice down as it erupted from my cock deep into her mouth and down her throat. With both hands grasping my dick, she sucked and sucked to make sure that she tasted every last drop. As my orgasms subsided Mom put her semen smeared lips against mine, and kissed me, giving me a taste of my own cum for the first time.
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As I helped mother up, she said, "I want you to fuck me."
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To show off my strength, I lifted Mom and set her butt down on the edge of the table and pushed her onto her back. With a smile, she spread her legs, showing me her neatly trimmed pussy. Then she moaned as I lifted her foot to my lips. Kissing each of her toes in turn, I ran the tip of my tongue over her foot and then nibbled on her ankle. The simple feel of her flesh, the smell of her freshly washed skin, made me want to devour her like a starving beast. I’d waited so long before I got up the nerve to touch her, to feel her that I wasn’t going to allow my impetuous nature to spoil such a wonderful moment. Inch by tender inch, I worked my way up her legs, pausing at her knees to spread them slightly, pressing them against my cheeks and breathing deep the womanly scent that drifted forth to tease my nose. The soft, milky flesh of Mom’s inner thighs was like honey to a starving man as I licked and sucked; savoring every moment it was taking to make my journey toward my ultimate goal.
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Mom sighed heavily, sliding a little further toward the edge of the table, willing me to come closer. Every moment that I lingered there on her legs, hesitating and stalling, was pure torture for Mom. She wanted me, needed me, and waiting was not something she ordinarily had the tolerance for. But when my eyes met hers, my tongue inching its way towards her aching, throbbing pussy, she relaxed back onto the table and allowed me my agonizing slow pace.
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I decided to stop teasing her, so I placed a kiss at the top of her lips, which decreased her squirming a little. I slid a hand up her thigh and …
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To be continued…
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She Asked For It

Part-2-of-2

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I decided to stop teasing her, so I placed a kiss at the top of her lips, which decreased her squirming a little. I slid a hand up her thigh and gently pulled the delicate lips of the flower of her woman hood apart. I paused as I came face to face with the fountain that furnished me life. Still holding her damp lips apart, I reverently leaned forward and ran my tongue down in between them and hunted her clit. Although I’d never seen or touched a woman’s pussy before, thanks to the easy access to porn. I knew where and what a clit was. As her womanly scent filled my nostrils, it made my blood pump even faster. I stroked her clit with my tongue, making her writhe around underneath me. I wrapped my other arm around under her leg, my hand ending in a position to keep her lips open. I traced the fingertips of my newly freed hand down to her opening. Her juices flowing so freely now that I easily slid a finger in. I managed to slide a second finger in, joining the first in slipping in and out. my tongue was still working on her clit, along with the occasional sucking. Mom’s hips had left the table as my second finger entered her. As she pushed her hips up against my face, her hands pushing on the back of my head, keeping my mouth on her clit.

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Mom was letting out an occasional moan, and I could feel her inner walls contracting in little waves around my fingers. All of a sudden Mom froze, her hands squeezing the back of my head tightly. As she ground her clit against my tongue, her breathing became a desperate pant and her hands ruffled around in my hair. After what could only have been a few seconds, her hips dropped back down to the table and her hands released my head and fall helplessly down beside her. I looked into her slightly glazed over eyes, feeling a warmth inside me than was fueled by her smile, her face and chest both were now somewhat flushed.

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She sat up a little, and kissed me on the lips, completely unperturbed by where they had very recently been. She broke it off this time, flashing another wonderful smile at me. "That was so, so wonderful. I really didn't think it was possible for something to feel that good."

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With a grim, I guided my dick to her warm pussy, and slid the head between the delicate lips of her slit. She tilted her head back and sighed as I spread her puffy pink lips even wider with my hard dick and slowly filled her up. After I was buried in her so deep that our pubic hair was mashed together, she groaned and caressed my chest. When she wrapped her long legs around my waist, I grabbed her breasts and started fucking her. As my balls flopped against her, she made wonderfully sexy fucking noises. Her moaning and squealing was really getting me off. In only a mater of minutes, Mom’s body stiffened while her inner walls pulsed rhythmically. The sensations were too much for me; I knew that I was going to cum. cummed. I was both embarrassed and frustrated that I wasn't going to last very long, but mom just smiled. "Let it come," she said, grabbing my balls lightly.

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I grunted and closed my eyes tightly as I released my semen into her. I crushed my body against hers as I blasting over and over inside into of her. She held me softly and lovingly kissed me again and again as I cummed. When I finished it felt like I’d cummed twice as much as before. After it was over, I was exhausted. When I pulled out of her, Mom told me to go in the den and sit down on the couch. While I was waiting for her I thought about all the hell that Mom had put me through for the last couple of months and decided that she should be punished.

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Despite my resolve to punisher her, when Mom entered the room, I was mesmerized. Until I turned 18 and she started running around naked in front of me, I’d never seen my mother's breasts. They were magnificent. Large cantaloupe sized mounds that were creamy white with large pink nipples. They were firm without any noticeable sag. When she joined me in the den I just stared with wide eyes, mouth open and dick at full attention. Before she had time to do or say anything, I pulled her off her feet and laid her over my lap. Before anything even happened, my hard-on was digging into her tummy. I placed my hand on her ass and began to caress it lightly. A low moan escaped from my mother's lips. As I traced the crack of her ass downward and got nearer her pussy, she opened her legs slightly.
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I raised my hand and brought it down hard on her right cheek. My mother jumped slightly and moaned. I admired the nice red handprint that I’d just created. I lifted my hand again to place a matching print on her left cheek. After several more spanks on each cheek, her lovely bottom had turned a light shade of pink. I was surprised that I was enjoying spanking my mother immensely. I started to spank her hard concentrating on one cheek for a while then switching to the other. My mother started whimpering toward the end of this effort. I decided to move lower and began to spank the back of her thighs. After five minutes of this my mother was crying softly. I decided it was time to up the ante.

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Unceremoniously I shoved Mom off my lap and down onto the floor. Submissively Mom scrambled to her knees between my out stretched legs. Without being told, she stretched out her hand and took my manhood between her fingers. Mom continued to caress my now throbbing cock, stroking it up and down a few times before she bent over and began to lick her tongue down the underside of my shaft and onto my balls before taking one of them into her mouth.
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I sat there rooted to the spot with my eyes closed as I just gave in and moaned in pleasure. Mom's sucking of my cock was impressive and if she kept it up I would soon be exploding all over her face. I began to thrust my stiff cock into Mom's open mouth back and forth. She let it glide between her lips and closed her lips around it as she took me deep into her mouth and finally into her throat. With one hand behind her head, and the other massaging one of her firm breasts, I began to fuck her mouth in earnest. When Mom felt my balls begin to tighten in her hand and she knew it wouldn't belong before I spurted another load of cum into her mouth. As I looked down I noticed mom was rubbing her clit as she rocked her pussy back and forth over her fingers. Mom increased the pace of her sucking on my hard cock and on her clit.
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"Oh fuck, Mom, I’m going to cum in your mouth again, Oh fuck, it feels so good mom!" I grunted. "Fuck, I'm cummmming!" was all I got to say before my cum began its journey from my balls to her mouth. Within seconds my throbbing manhood started spewing hot sticky cum in Mom's mouth, which caused her to squeeze her thighs together as she came at the same time as me. She kept swallowing my sweet cock juice down as it erupted from my cock deep into her mouth and down her throat.

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As my orgasms subsided I grabbed Mom and bent her over the arm of the couch. Before she could move I clamped one hand on her shoulder and slid the head of my dick between her legs and into her cummed filled pussy. Mom moaned "Ohhh god," Moving my hand to the hair on the back of her head, I started gently pumping my dick into her. Bit by bit I slid in farther until with one last push, I was all the way in. Mom moaned with pleasure as I thrust my dick in and out of her. Caught up in the excitement I grabbed her hips and fucked her brains out. After she had about three screaming mind-blowing orgasms, I wrapped my arms around her and cupping her breasts. Then with my eyes closed tightly I crushed my body against hers and released my semen into her.

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Once spent, I sat Mom down on the couch so that we could relax for a while. She lay back with her knees in the air and let me touch her all over, and I explored her pussy and fondled her breasts until I was satisfied with her body. While I was familiarizing myself her body I licking her pussy and sucking on her clit. It drove her wild. I sucked on her clit until I brought her to orgasm again and she repaid me by cumming all over my face.

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I needed to fuck her again so I got onto the couch while she lay back still recovering from her last orgasm, I slid my dick into her again. I had only fuck her like this for a few seconds before she wrapped her legs around me and started bouncing up and down meeting my thrusts. I couldn't stand it I needed to pound her. Grabbing her shoulders, I penned her down on the couch and shoved my dick into her as hard as I could. For the next five minutes we fucked like that. This time, when I tensed up right before I was about to cum I pulled out and shot my load all over her stomach. It was really sexy, and she seemed to love it.

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Over the next few hours, mom had me fill her mouth and pussy with semen over and over. We fucked and fucked, until she almost couldn't move. We fucked so long that she barely able to slip on a dress before dad walked in. as I stood still naked at the top of the stairs, I watched as Mom put her semen smeared mouth to his lips and kissed him, giving him a taste of my cum.

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The next Saturday night, I had my 73 Toyota Corona backed into the garage loading it with rolled up newspapers. I guess dad was asleep because Mom appeared naked to taunt me while I was trying to prepare to deliver my papers. She kept on teasing me until I got about halfway annoyed. As a lark I grabbed her and bound her ankles and wrist together with some cotton cord that was lying on dad’s workbench.

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My intentions when I tied her up were to leave her in the garage until I got back and then fuck her brains out. But I thought I heard dad stirring around so I gagged her with duct tape and hid her in the back seat. Once the car was loaded, I didn’t bother to take her out; I just took off to deliver my papers.

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When I eventually untied her she was a good sport about the whole situation. She even helped me throw my papers even though she was buck-naked. After we finished delivering the papers, it was about 2 or maybe 3 am. I had the back seat folded down, and the passenger front seat reclined. Mom was sitting in my lap, facing forward, and riding me like crazy. We had already been fucking like mad and had all of the windows steamed up, so we rolled them down. We figured we were all alone, in the middle of a dirt field. As she was fucking me like mad, and she knocked the shifter knob off. And, she almost hit her eye on it, but that didn't stop her. We were going at it, and she was very distracted. By now she’d turned around and was fucking me like there was no tomorrow. She had her ass in the air and didn't notice that it was getting dawn out.

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All of a sudden we heard bells. We looked out the window, and here came an old man and a wooden wagon looking thing, that was being pulled by several dogs that were wearing bells. As he walks by she was looking at the old man and he was looking at her naked ass sticking straight up in the air. He kept going, but we had no doubt that he knew what the hell we were doing. I started laughing so hard that I lost my boner. Mom was so afraid that the old geezer would call the cops that she wanted to get the hell out of there. So I quickly got dressed, and we split as fast as we could.

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I laughed about it on the way home, even while Mom was turned sideways in the seat sucking my dick. I learned 2 things from this experience, one that we need to be careful where we parked and 2 that I liked to tie Mom up … but that’s another story

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I've Gotta Know

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Erica slid behind a huge oak tree. Hiding there, she watched the mailman advance toward 2017 Oak Dale Drive. So far the morning had been a total flop, but she was sure she would catch him in the act. After all, he had been doing this for three years now. Erica had to find out, the suspense was killing her. Also, her reputation as the neighborhood gossip had to be upheld. The mailman dropped several letters into the dark mailbox on the wall, then crossed the neatly groomed yard to the next house. A dog barked nearby. Erica looked around suspiciously, and then glanced at the mailman. "Damned," Erica mumbled. She had been sure that 2017 was the right house. A very sexy blonde divorcee lived there. When Erica turned and rested with her back against the tree, she found herself looking into the eyes of a 12-year old-boy on a bicycle. He was looking from her to the mailman and back again.

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"What are you doing?" the boy demanded.

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"Why aren't you in school?" Erica growled in an evil mood. He looked like a nosey kid, the kind that would probably grow up to be a drug dealer.

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"I'm home sick," he said condescendingly.
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"Then get your ass home and into bed. You don't get to go out and play when you’re home sick. NOW GET!" she screamed, hurrying him on his way. Erica slid around the trunk of the tree and looked for the mailman, but he was gone. So it must be 2019. He didn't have time to have gone anywhere else.
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Erica lived on the adjoining street, Cedar Mound so unfortunately she didn't know who lived at 2019. Hurrying down the sidewalk, Erica approached 2019. Once there she hurried across the yard and stood in front of a heavy hedge. She could hear voices coming through the open window, and one of them was definitely male. It must be him. She wanted to barge in through the front door and confront them, but she would probably be arrested for trespassing if she did. Unfortunately, screwing the neighborhood women was not against the law, even for a mailman who consistently delivered the mail half an hour late. Bursting with curiosity, she’d set out to see who was stealing that half an hour. It was her half hour and she wanted it back. Her mail was supposed to be delivered at precisely 2:13 PM and it wasn’t, so somebody owed her. Besides, her friends had challenged her, so she had to find out all she could to satisfy them. She heard a girlish peal of laughter and growled in outrage. Not only were they fucking, he was telling her jokes? How dare they. It was time to put a stop to this. She broke a branch off the hedge before her, jabbed her arm with it and waited for a welt to appear. When one appeared, she dropped the broken branch and approached the front door. She hesitated for only a moment, before pressing the doorbell. A sweet black-haired girl in her early twenties opened the door. She gave Erica a questioning smile, looking around behind her, before looking at Erica again.
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"I... I hurt myself on your hedge," Erica stammered as she displayed her marked arm.
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"My hedge is on my lawn, fifteen feet from the sidewalk," the woman said with a quizzical smile.
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"Wha... oh," Erica said in sudden embarrassment.
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Stepping back out of the way, the woman said, “Well, don’t just stand there. Come on in." Not needing to be asked twice, Erica practically lunged inside. She immediately saw the mailman sitting at the dinning room table, of all things, eating a cookie. There was a tall glass of milk on the table in front of him and his bag of mail sat on the floor behind him. If he had been 200-pounds heavier and dressed in red, he might have been mistaken for Santa. When Erica looked into his smiling, wholesome face, and piercing blue eyes her breath was taken away. She had never been so close to him before and was surprised how slender and handsome he was. She thought that he was an absolutely gorgeous looking guy, late thirties, had sandy brown hair, about 6-foot 2 and 200 lbs of lean muscle. My God, what am I doing here? Erica suddenly wondered, feeling totally out of place.
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"Hi," the mailman said. "Come for cookies?"
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"She had an accident," the woman said with a warm smile, “She has a boo-boo and needs a Band-Aid.”
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"I know you," he said as he shook a cookie at Erica while chewing thoughtfully. "2119 Cedar Mound, right?"
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"Yes," Erica said in surprise.
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"Why that's just across the block," the black haired woman said in surprise. Erica nodded, confused, embarrassed, and horrified.
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"I... I wanted to meet you but couldn't think of a rational excuse," Erica lied to the woman. "So I made up..." she trailed off, wishing that God would strike her dead and save her from any further embarrassment. How could she be so dumb? How could she have mistaken an illicit affair, with a milk and cookie stop? She was so fucking stupid.
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"How sweet," the woman said, pressing a Band-Aid over Erica's welt. "Ok, you sit and I'll get another glass. You’re in luck, today its chocolate chips, Barry 's favorites."
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"Barry?"
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"That's me," smiled the mailman as he raised his cookie. Erica reluctantly picked up a cookie, bit into it, and moaned in enjoyment. By the time that the milk arrived, she was finishing her second and had started her third cookie.
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"Another satisfied customer," Barry laughed, wiping his face. "I got hooked on Heather's cookies when she left me a batch for Christmas one year. When I stopped by to thank her, she invited me in and I've been stopping in ever since."
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"I think that was maybe four years ago," Heather said.
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"Three," said Erica automatically. She was enjoying her cookies so much that she didn't look up to see the surprised looks on their faces. She finished her forth cookie and downed her glass of milk. Barry was lifting the bag of mail to his shoulder.
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"Wonderful," she gasped as the milk cooled her stomach.
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"Thank you very much," said Erica as she got to her feet. "I have to get back to my... house," she stammered, running out of excuses. Then she practically ran from the house.
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Barry and Heather looked after her in surprise. Barry shook his head, thanked Heather, and walked out. Heather looked at her crumb-covered table, shook her head at her peculiar neighbors, and started gathering up the dirty glasses.
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“How could I be so fucking stupid?” Erica mumbled, pacing from one side of her dining room to the other. "How could I be SO fucking stupid?" she yelled. Looking out the window, she saw the mailman approaching. She was still so embarrassed that she wanted to die. But she wanted to fuck that good looking son-of-a-bitch even more. Out of sheer desperation she rushed to the front door and yanked it open, scaring the poor guy half out of his wits. He paused with the mail in his hand and handed it to her with a smile.
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"Please, come in," she insisted, pulling him forward.
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"Well I really have..."
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"I wanted to apologize. I thought you were having an affair and I was jealous. I went to confront you and..."
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"Why would you be jealous?" Barry asked skeptically.
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"Because... because... Because I wanted to have an affair with you too," she finally gasped.
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"Really? That would be wonderful. Nobody has ever offered before," he chimed happily.
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"I've heard stories, you always hear stories, but to actually meet..."
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"Will you fuck me or not?" she demanded.
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"Well sure. I'd be happy too," sang out Barry as he happily dropped his mailbag on the floor. She gasped in surprise, and then quickly slammed the door shut behind him. She led him to the couch, abruptly at a loss. She really hadn't expected him to say yes.
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"You have a nice place here," Barry mused as he looked around. "Does a husband come with it?"
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"No, not any more. We were only married for a year."
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"Too bad. It's a hell of a waste," he said. “How about sucking ….
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I've Gotta Know
Part-2-of-2
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“Too bad. It’s a hell of a waste,” he said. “How about sucking my cock? He asked as he touched her shoulders and pushing her down.
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Obediently, Erica knelt down in front of him and watched as he stepped out of his uniform. She saw that Barry didn’t have anything to be ashamed of. When he dropped his pants and his hard cock popped up she actually gasped. It was so beautiful. Not gigantic, about 8-inches long but very big looking, thanks to its thickness. It was uncut, very veiny, and dark-colored. And he had the juiciest, roundest head. His balls were thick, and hung well below the base of his cock.
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Erica had never done this before and was suddenly scared to death. Nervously she reached out and with a shaking hand grasped Barry ’s cock, it was so big, so beautiful, so ready to explode. She marveled at the warmth that was radiating off Barry ’s cock. The musky smell of his balls drew her in. Preparing to taste her first cock, Erica closed her eyes, leaned forward and stuck out her tongue. She kissed the head of his cock and ran her tongue around the head. Mesmerized, Erica stopped and looked at it for a minute. She had just licked her first cock and she liked it.
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Trembling, she grabbed his balls with one hand and slid his shaft into her other. Gaining confidence, Erica leaned over him and took his hard cock into her mouth and began sucking it with complete abandonment. Her head was bobbing up and down as her fingers lightly caressed his balls. She stopped sucking, pausing to lick the underside of the head and shaft of his cock right where guys are the most sensitive. “I want to suck you off,” she told him, “But I don’t want you to cum in my mouth.”

Trembling, she grabbed his balls with one hand and his shaft into her other. Gaining confidence, Erica lean over you and take his hard cock in her mouth and begin sucking it with complete abandonment. Her head was bobbing up and down as her fingers lightly caressed his balls. She stopped sucking, pausing to lick the underside of the head and shaft of his cock right where guys are the most sensitive. “I want to suck you off,” she told him, “But I don’t want you to cum in my mouth.”

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“Don’t cum in your mouth?” he gasped. “Are crazy? Cumming in a girl’s month is half the fun of getting your cock sucked.”

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“This is the first time that I've ever sucked a cock and I don’t think I’d like the taste so I don’t want you to cum in my mouth. I don’t know what’s in cum.”

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“Everyone knows what’s in cum. Obviously, semen contains spermatozoa, but sperm only accounts for a small percentage of a guy’s load. Cum is 90% seminal fluid, which is composed of dozens of chemical components. The base of seminal fluid is primarily fructose, better known as sugar and proteins, with many other trace minerals and substances such as fructose, sorbitol, inositol Proteins and amino acids: glutathione, deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA), phosphorus, zinc, magnesium, calcium, ascorbic acid (vitamin C), vitamin B12, choline.
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With all that good stuff, how can swallowing not be healthy? Healthy cum produced by a well-nourished, disease-free male may in fact be not only safe to eat, but actually good for you. Seminal fluid, the base of cum, is a veritable nutrient-rich soup. Semen is a source of highly concentrated, high-quality protein. In dietary terms, it's comparable to egg whites or gelatin. Besides protein, semen contains high concentrations of some minerals, such as zinc, and trace amounts of other important nutrients, like calcium and magnesium. While you shouldn't depend on a shot of cum to get your recommended daily allowances of vitamins and minerals, swallowing semen on a regular basis can't hurt as a dietary supplement.

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Even after he explained things to her, Erica was still adamant about him not cumming in her mouth. Being a typical male, he agreed so she’d finish sucking him off. In about 5-minutes he had his fingers cruelly twisted in her hair as he recklessly fucked Erica’s mouth. He felt his balls clinch up and knew that he was about to cum. With a laugh, he put his hand on the back of Erica’s head and made about 3-more deep thrusts. She tried to pull away but he held on and exploded about 3-good squirts. As he held her head she looked up at him with huge eyes. All he said was “Swallow it, bitch.” Having no choice, she gulped it all down.

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Pulling her up, Barry told her that was wonderful. She shuddered under his touch. Standing up, Erica bent and began nervously patting couch cushions into place. Moving up behind her, Barry leaned forward and placed his nose near her ass. When he sank down to his knees, her pussy was so close he could smell it. It smelled delicious, a little like pussy and a little like lilacs. He inhaled deeply, taking in her heavenly aroma. Slowly, with a will of their own, his hands came up and touched the back of her legs. Gently, his hands slid slowly up her smooth thighs until each hand held a cheek of her ass. It was more that he could stand. He yanked down her shorts and panties in one quick jerk.

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As Erica lifted her feet, one at a time, he finished removing her shorts and panties and tossed them aside. Now naked from the waist down, she moved slightly, spreading her legs. Putting his hands back on the cheeks of her ass. He caressed and kneaded them firmly, while pulling her pussy up against his nose. When he inhaled again, he heard her take a deep, shuddering breath. He kissed it gently, and then licked the crease where her leg connected to her shapely butt. Her creamy flesh tasted fresh, warm, and slightly salty. He licked his lips for a moment, and then licked the other crease. She shuddered, melting in his hands. Suddenly eager for more, Barry spun her around and sat her on the couch.
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Pushing her legs apart, Barry found himself facing her lightly haired pussy. As he stared in awe, Erica’s slender soft hands came down to rest on his head. She caressed his hair absently, as he inhaled the aroma of her pussy once more. Reaching down, he reverently spread her soft auburn pubic hair and then with his thumbs gently parted her pink pussy lips. Lowering his face to her lap, he softly took her clit between his lips. As Barry sucked gently on her throbbing member, it responded to his touch and was soon erect like a little cock.
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"Oh god yes, suck it," she whispered, almost in his ear. Eating pussy was something that Barry seldom did, but for Erica, he could make a slight exception. He reached out and licked her long, stiff clit lightly, while his right thumb plunged up inside her pussy. She gave a shuddering gasp and pulled his face tight against her pussy. He sucked the clit into his lips and milked it, before strumming it with his tongue. Barry didn’t mind stimulating the woman, but he needed attention himself. It was time to sink his cock into some hot meat. He stood, pulled Erica to her feet, spun her around, and bent her over the arm of the couch.

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Grabbing his cock, Barry pressed the swollen head against the damp slit of Erica’s pussy. He rubbed it up and down her damp slit briefly to lubricate it, then shoved. He sank his cock into her pussy right up to the hilt. She gave a little cry, but pressed back against him. Her pliable ass cheeks were mashed out of shape by his hard hips. He shoved hard to get the best penetration he could. His hands went to her hanging breasts. He pulled her blouse apart and filled his hands with womanly globes of flesh.
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"Oh fuck yes," he sighed. Slowly Barry began pistoning his cock in and out of her wet pussy. The slap of hips against soft ass cheeks grew loud in the room. Her moans of passion were even louder. Brutally squeezing her breasts with strong fingers, Barry fucked Erica hard.

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Outside, children passed by on their way home from school. Barry watched them absently through the living room window as he plunged deep into Erica's sweet pussy. His well lubricated cock, sliding smoothly in and out of her embroiled pussy. Her moist pussy was hot now. So hot that moisture was dripping down from her puffy pink lips and creating a wet spot on the carpet. Erica’s fingers clawed the material of the couch, as Barry ’s hard cock filled her body cavity to the breaking point. He was driving so deep that she could feel his cock clear up into her abdomen. It was just what she needed.
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Erica had been watching Barry since the day he first became her mailman. Many times after he passed by, she’d even gone into her bathroom to masturbate. Now the handsome young man was actually fucking her right in front of her window, and she didn't care. She loved a man in uniform.
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His hard, pistoning cock was filling her pussy with fire. Barry was wild and young and his sexual desires were as hot and urgent as her own lustful desires. “Who,” she asked herself, “Would have thought that she was the illicit affair on his daily rounds? Should she tell her friends, or keep them in suspense?”
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"Fuck me good," she screamed in sudden abandon. Barry pumped into her ass several more times, then stopped. His legs were getting tired. He pulled out of her wet pussy and pushed her down on the couch.
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"Roll over on your back and grab your ankles," Barry whispered hoarsely. She quickly complied. Feeling silly with her feet up in the air, Erica waited as he knelt before her. She gasped at the first contact. His cock entered her pussy, pushing slowly, intolerably slow until his full length was inside her. This was incredible. He felt even larger from that angle, and she could watch him as he fucked her. He fucked her pussy for several more minutes, then pulled it out, rubbed it against her ass and shoved. Erica screamed, as his huge cock seemed to split her asshole apart. He reached down and rubbed his hand over her pussy, rhythmically massaging her clit and wet pussy lips, while his hard cock slid in and out of her asshole. The fire from both seemed to blend together into one massive fire. Before Erica could get ready, her pussy began to spasm and she found herself in the middle of one massive orgasm. Barry continued to pump away in her ass, while she mindlessly babbled and raved, hunching her pussy against his rotating hand, and her ass against his crotch. All too quickly, it was over. But to her amazement, Barry was not through. He continued to pump away inside her ass, renewing the glow that had just been extinguished by her orgasm.
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Erica felt the fire building again, much faster than it had before. To her astonishment, she felt her pussy clenching stronger and stronger until a second orgasm tore her loins apart. A twisted smile lit Barry 's face, while he watched her thrash around on the couch. He liked the feeling of her ass clenching on his hard cock. He liked how she hunched her pussy against his hand, trying helplessly to satisfy herself. He liked showing her who was in control.
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Then the smile left Barry ’s face. He was going to cum. Pumping faster and faster, thrusting in tune with the loud slap of flesh, and the sticky liquid sounds that came from his hand in her pussy, he groaned and closed his eyes, only aware of the heat and spasms in his own loins. With an animal cry of lust he heaved his cock into her ass and froze. His cock hesitated, and then spewed hot cum into her ass. She withered on his cock, bringing herself to orgasm. They intertwined, gasping and clutching at each other as their bodies exploded.
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They finally stopped and lay side by side on the couch. Barry got up slowly and started redressing. Taking his now flaccid cock in her hand, Erica started licking it clean so that he could put it away.

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Looking down at the happy glow on Erica's face as she licked his cock, Barry happily said, "That was even better than cookies,"
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Looking up, Erica asked, "Can you stop by tomorrow?"
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"I don't see why not. I may have to start an hour early, to deliver the mail on time. Thanks a million," he gave her a jaunty salute, picked up her panties, stuck them in his pocket and made his way through the front door.
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Barry didn’t tell Erica but he’d been doing this for years now. He’d date a girl for a while, they’d start having sex, then one night he’d tuck her panties into his pocket while she was in the bathroom and add them to his collection when he get home. He has dozens of them now. He would never tell Erica, but sometimes while he masturbated, he liked to smell the residual pussy essence so he could remember what it had been like fucking these girls.

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Even after several years, some of the panties still have the smell of the essence of womanhood. His favorite was a pair of size 0 panties. He likes to look at them and think to himself, 'Oh yeah, I remember fucking that little bitch. Her pussy was so tight, I thought my cock was caught in a wringer.”

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As Barry walked out the door, Erica’s mind was already on her neighbors. "Fuck them," Erica said, thinking about her friends. She would tell them that she found out, but not tell them who. It would drive them fucking nuts.
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