[18+]A Night At The Bar_ An Erotic Story

We decide to go to the bar, you make me wear a short mini red see through dress with no bra or panties underneath, plus some black high heels. Everyone can clearly see my n*pples and pu$sy. The dress barely covers my b^tt cheeks, it slightly moves up with every step I take. Once we get there we order some drinks and sit at a table. When the drinks arrive you tell me to open my mouth and you pour the drink in it and tell me not to swallow. You grab my face and wrap your lips around mine then you drink it from there. I can feel your hand squeezing my b00b$ hard so I moan as you drink from my mouth. You do that with several shots then you tell me to drink some too. I refuse to drink so you just grab the shot, open my mouth and pour it there then force me to swallow. After several shots I feel tipsy and more relaxed. You see that the pool table full with guys so you make go play with them, I tell you that I don't know how to play it but you tell me that the guys will teach me. 

So I end up going there and ask the guys if I can join so they tell me yes and they'll teach me the basics. Once it got to my turn a guy told me to grab a stick and bend down on the table, then he bent down on me as well, he had a boner. He told me to spread my legs a little, when I spread them I just felt his boner go deeper between my b^tt cheeks. Then he slowly felt my body from my thigh and up to my hips th rubbed it till he got to my hand and wrapped his hand around it. Then he took his other hand and did the same with my other arm, but once he got to my b00b$ he slid his arm between them and wrapped his hand around mine.

 He kissed my neck and told me that its for good luck. I can feel him trying to put all of his weight on top of me and force his boner to go deeper between my b^tt cheeks as my b^tt squeeze his arm. He does most of the playing by using my body. Every time we make a ball go in the hole he turns me around and kiss my lips hard as he grope me everywhere, I just wrap my arms around his neck and let him harass me. Once the game is over I go back to you and kiss your lips softly. You grab my b00b$ as I kiss you then you ask me if I had fun and I say yes. Then you order some beer and some ice, but this time you take off my dress and squeeze my b00b$ then put an ice between them and make me pour the drink between them as you drink from the bottom. You play with them as I pour the drink and once its done you take the ice and make me eat it. The men in the bar sees you doing that and ask if they can try it too. I tell you no but you just drag me out of the table and make me sit on a chair and tell them that they can do it for $60. They all agree and line up to do it. You grab my arms and tie them to the chair and spread my legs and tie them to it too so I can't move or try to stop them from doing anything they want as you rent out my body to them. The first guy comes and he slaps my b00b$ hard then grab as hard as he can and tries to squeeze my b00b$ together to make my n*pples touch and rub each other as he sucks on them. Then you take an ice cube and put it between my b00bs and pour the drink slowly so he can take his time with my body. I moan loud as he squeeze my b00b$ mercilessly and lick and suck them as he wants. The pain brings me near an orga$m but once I feel like C^mming, the guy stops and he slaps my face then b00bs. The next guy that comes is more abusive. 

He slaps my b00b even harder than the guy before and he bites my n*pples and all over my b00bs. i scream with every pinch, slap, and bite but that doesn't stop you from stopping him from torturing me. In fact you just enjoy it. As my screams get louder and louder you tell the men that they can rent my mouth for another $60 which causes half of the line to move over to my mouth. Now I have men all over my b00b$ and others all over my mouth. As the guy starts to drink the beer the other one take an ice and put it in my mouth as he grabs my hair and proceeds to face f ^ck me like a toy. The more I scream the more he enjoys vibes of my moans on his d*ck. It doesn't take him that long before he c^ms in my mouth and makes me swallow it all. The next guy that comes for the beer looks at my pu$$y and sees how wet it is so he asks if he can drink the beer as its being poured on my pu$$y.

 You tell him that he has to pay $70 for my pu$$y and he just does. He grabs my b^tt and pull me closer to him as he starts to eat me out and clean my pu$$y then takes an ice cube and put it between my pu$$y lips as you pour him the drink while he continues to eat me out and swallow the beer. Having being touched a lot by everyone I just end up C^mming in his mouth. He swallows it all as he finishes his bear.

 One hour later I end up having 10 guys on my b00b$, 8 on my pu$$y and 10 on my mouth. My b00bs are full with hickeys as my pu$$y is swollen too. I beg you to stop so you finally do.You pick me up and make me bend down on the table pool and you start to p^$$y me. You pull my hair as you pound my pu$$y mercilessly. I moan and scream as you ram your di*k in and out of my p^$sy fast and hard till you're about to cum then you pull my hair and make me get on my knees and you cum on my face then make me get on all fours and tell everyone that they can f*ck me for free. They all gather around me and try to f*ck me. A guy gets under me and slides his dick in my p*$$y as another one gets in my a$$. A guy comes in front of me and grab my hair and starts to face f^ck me. 2 guys stand on my sides and make me jack them off. As I'm busy with 2 guys in my hands and 3 in my holes, I feel hands on my b0obs and a$$ pinching me and spanking me while some guys c^m on my back. I can't do anything but moan and scream while I'm being groped and harassed. Once a guy comes in me then he let's another guy take that hole. After another hour I'm just full with hickeys, bruises, marks, and cum from everyone. You tell me to just wear my dress and go back home with you. I tell you to give me some time to clean up but you tell me that you want people to see me like this and call me a slut and a whore. I can't do anything but obey you, so I wear my dress and get out.

[18+] Pool Party - An Interesting Erotic Story

I meet you at the door, in the outfit you'd requested-sundress, no bra, no panties, comfortable strappy sandals. You smile in appreciation before we kiss hello, then you lead me out to your car, opening the door for me and assisting me inside. I naughtily give you (and whoever happens to be able to see) a flash up my skirt as I climb inside.

 I have no idea where we're going or what you have planned for us as you drive down the road, but we laugh and banter as we go.
We drive out of town and into the countryside, finally arriving in the early afternoon at a large, secluded residence. You help me out of the car, and we walk up to the front door.

 Quickly after you knock, the door is opened by a stunning brunette, apparently of Hispanic origin-dark complexion, beautiful brown eyes, thick black hair, wearing a very attractive bikini. She kisses you deeply, molding her body to yours. The kiss half turns me on and half makes me jealous, until she turns and does the same to me. At first I'm surprised, then turned on.

After the kiss, you introduce us. Rather than shake my hand, she instead kisses me again, then leads us through the house and into the backyard. There, on the large patio, some people are lounging around soaking up the sun and enjoying themselves, some people are sitting near the outdoor bar and being slightly rowdy, and a few people are splashing around in the pool.

Our host calls to a few people, and they come over to greet us-apparently you know a few of them, because the men shake your hand and the women kiss you. Some light kisses on the cheek, some deeply. As they do, I realize that my jealousy is becoming less and less. As I'm introduced, some of the women shake my hand, a couple give me the European cheek kiss, and two give me full-fledged tongue kisses,
with one of them stroking my bare leg below my skirt.

The men almost all tongue kiss me, with two of them grabbing my a$$. The last man I'm introduced to first looks me over, obviously appreciatively, then hooks his index finger in the cleavage of my dress to pull me to him, taking one glance down it before kissing me.

His brazenness surprises me, leaving my mouth hanging open as he nibbles my lower lip in way of a kiss. He withdraws, winking at me and patting my a$$  before turning away and mingling with other guests.

I start to turn to you, but a playful scream has me turning towards the pool-a couple of people had started a "chicken fight", and one of the women who was on the shoulders of her companion, was clutching her arms to her chest as the man across from her, supporting another woman, held her bikini top aloft and laughed. That apparently gave the opposing rider the chance to knock the victim off, only to be knocked off herself by someone from behind.
As I'm watching the horseplay, you come up behind me, wrapping your arms around me and kissing my ear. I cuddle back into you, even as you turn us. Not five feet away, an attractive middle-aged man is lounged back in a beach chair, with a younger blonde beauty straddling his lap, facing outward, utterly naked, riding his cock. As I watch in shock, she locks eyes with me, smiling in a combination of enjoyment, pleasure, and greeting.

As we continue to be voyeurs, you keep nibbling my neck, one of your hands cupping my brea$t through my dress, the other reaching under and around my skirt to start teasing my pu$$y. It all turns me on to the point where I'm molding my body back into yours, one hand reaching around behind me and stroking your co*k through your pants. You turn me a little more, and point out where a redhead is eating out a slender but rather butch brunette, with short hair and multiple tattoos and piercings. Your finger hooks inside of me, then spreads my wetness around.
Slowly, as I watch the goings-on, you bunch my skirt in your hand, beginning to expose me to the crowd. I'm barely aware of it, being caught up in the activities, as well as your fingers edging me closer. Suddenly, you stop and pull my sundress completely off, leaving me only in my sandals. Your fingers plunge back into me, then you use them to turn me to face a trio-a blond laying on her back on one man who is thrusting up into her, even as another is leaning over her and thrusting down into her.

Her mouth is wide open in an "O" of enjoyment. A loud "smack" from close to us changes my gaze, even as a squeal of enjoyment comes from a muscular black woman being taken from behind by her even more muscular, and even darker partner. A groan of enjoyment comes from the middle-aged man you'd pointed out to me first, and he pulls his partner down onto him, thrusting his hips upwards in the tell-tale sign of his orgasm. The sight, coupled with your fingers, puts me over the edge in a small orga$m of my own, and my hips tremble and buck against you, my pu$$y spasming around your fingers. As the man releases his hold on the blonde's hips, she unceremoniously stands up and walks over towards us, locking my gaze the whole way.
As she reaches us, her hand reaches down and she slides two of her fingers into me alongside yours, keeping my gaze as she leans in to kiss me. Her touch, coupled with the eroticism of the whole situation and the feel of her brea$ts pressing against mine, have me trembling in another small orgasm. I barely notice your fingers leaving me, nor you moving from behind me, as she guides me down onto a nearby pair of towels, pulling me on top of her in a 69. Still recovering from the back-to-back orgasms, I feel her licking at my pu$$y before I realize that I'm doing the same to her, cleaning a stranger's c*m from her unprotected opening. As I fully become aware, I realize that I'm enjoying what I'm doing, making her squirm in pleasure beneath me.

Almost before I notice the presence, I feel something being nudged into my hole. I'm so wet that little effort is needed to bury it in my pu$$y. Suddenly it's gone, and I hear gagging-supposedly coming from my partner, even as I realize that I was just getting f^ck, and now the c*ck that had been in me was now in my 69 partner's throat. For some reason, that really turns me on, and I grind my clit into her chin. As I sink two fingers into her pu$$y and suck hard on her clit, I feel myself being penetrated in again. I moan in pleasure, then feel something nudging my head. I look up to see another c*ck. I take it in my mouth, allowing the man to work it in deep, then begin fucking my throat, the two men alternating their rhythm until as one slides in, the other is sliding out. After a few strokes, he pulls out and sinks down a bit to slide it into my partner's pu$$y.
I help him guide it in, and angle my head so that I can tongue her clit as he's f^cking her, with my tongue occasionally licking along his shaft as he pumps in and out. Several strokes here, then as he pulls out of her to put it back in my mouth, I replace his c*ck with my fingers inside her. A few thrusts into my mouth and he's back into her pu$$y, but this time, for some reason, I slide my pu$$y-lubed finger into his a$$. He doesn't seem to mind-in fact, he cums deep inside her after only one or two strokes with my finger deep in his a$$.

This seems to trigger something for my partner, because she sucks hard on my clit, making my pu$$y spasm in pleasure, clamping down hard on the c*ck inside of me. He pushes hard into me, and I feel more wetness leaking from my pu$$y. As I partially collapse on my female partner, I feel the man in my pussy withdraw, as does the one in my partner's pu$$y. I roll off from her and lean up to see her, and we grin at each other before going our respective ways.
As I stroll through the gathering, I realize that now most people are n*ked, and having some form of $ex. I dab my finger through the wetness between my legs, tasting it, and realizing that my male partner had cum inside of me. I'm lazily hoping you don't mind, as I get a drink from the bar. Turning around, I sip my drink as I scan the crowd. Nearby, two women are on their knees, taking turns sucking a c*ck.

One woman is furiously working her fingers in and out of another woman on a chaise lounge, who in turn has two men wanking off over top of her. One man, on his hands and knees, is eating out a woman who is watching him get plowed from behind by another man. Even as I watch, another man slides underneath of the one on his hands and knees, and takes the man's di©k in his mouth, slowly and sensually sucking it.

My gaze sweeps over to two men at the side of the pool, hardons at full mast, feet in the pool, just chatting as they look around at the revelers.
Suddenly, a thought strikes me, and I look back at the foursome of 3 men and 1 woman. I'm shocked-the guy who is getting sucked off, and taking @nal $ex from another man, is you!!! I had no idea that you went that way! My feet take me towards your group, my drink forgotten on the bar.
About halfway there, a large black male intercepts me, reaching up from his chair and lightly taking my hand. The large bulge in his swimming trunks has me complying with his gently tug down so that I'm sitting on his lap. I keep facing your group so that I can watch you, even as his hands begin to lightly knead my brea$t$, I lean back into him as he begins kissing my neck and shoulders, one of my hands idly teasing my soaked slit.

 He lightly pinches both my n*pples, making me gasp in pleasure. I look down at his dark arms and hands contrasting with my pale skin and feel a slight gush in my pussy. I grind my bare a$$ against his hard c*ck, feeling it slip into my crack. I bring my heels up to rest on his knees, splaying my legs wantonly, making my slit gape open. One of his hands traces its way down my body, teasing my outer lips, even as I'm teasing my hard clit. I feel the hand that had been on my brea$t leave, and then him fumbling to get his trunks untied and slid down. My wetness begins to spread, leaking down over my a$$hole as I feel his bare pole become free.
His hand comes back to play with my brea$t$, alternating between my nipples, lightly squeezing them, or slightly tugging them. My pu$$y clenches and spasms in pleasure, then he uses his other hand to tease the entrance to my hole. A few more flicks to my clot while he's doing that, and my pelvis is starting to follow his finger around, hoping for penetration and pleasure. Suddenly, two of his fingers find my clit and grasp it roughly, driving the breath from my body and my hips to buck in org@sm. I give a short scream of pleasure, quickly bit off, before he takes advantage of my bouncing to slide his c*ck into my pu$$y. There I am-in full view of you, if you turn your head, bucking like a bitch in heat, block c*ck buried in my pu$$y, legs spread wide, giving anyone who would want a show. He keeps up his play with my n*pples and clit, until I'm riding him mindlessly, going from one wave of pleasure to the next. I sense, rather than realize, that I'm giving off moans and occasional cries of pleasure. He gasps in NY reservation he's c*mming, and I flop my hips down hard on his c*ck, desperate for it to be inside of me.

You and your group are forgotten as I grind down hard, wanting every square in of him inside me, and clenching my vaginal muscles, desperate to have his cum. He thrusts up hard into me, giving a roar of satisfaction as he floods my w*mb.
As we come down from our $exual high, I notice you standing over us.

You smoke and lean over to kiss me, then get between our knees and start licking my slash. My partner turns my head so that he can kiss me deeply, even as he resumes his play with my brea$t$.

 The situation, combined with the sensations of being full and being licked, plus the brea$t play, has me reaching yet another orag$m very quickly. My hips writhe and grind against both of you, and my knees clench together, locking your face into my slutty pu$$y.

 Your tongue keeps working though, and combined with the persistent filling of my pu$$y, I have the longest series of orga$m$ I've ever experienced. One is barely ending before I'm up into the height of another one.
Finally, something happens that his c*ck slips out of me, and you stop licking me. As I recover, I'm completely spent, and slowly come to the realization that we'd been surrounded, and that people were clapping over our show. I blush, embarrassed by the attention, as you help me up. Realizing I can barely walk from exertion, you help me into the house and into an empty bed so I can recover.....

I Trained Him Now He F**Ks Like A Real Pro II

He was panting as he lay there on the couch and I watched him from the side of my eyes. After a few minutes, I told him to leave and promised to see him the next day claiming I was tired from work. He tried to protest but I was adamant and a few minutes later, he left. I definitely was very horny from all that b**bs sucking he had given me and his c*m I had eaten but I wanted him in a feverish state of desire for me. So I went inside and selected one of my toys which I then used to bring myself off to a beautiful climax. It sure wasn’t the same thing as having a live young virile cock pounding into me and making me helpless but it would have to do. I slept off after my climax.
The next day I didn’t go home after work and I switched my phone off knowing he’d call me endlessly. I got home late that night and didn’t switch on my phone until the next day at work. When I did, I was inundated by loads of messages from him demanding my where about. I laughed gleefully, delighted that my plans were working nicely. I didn’t reply or call him back. My phone was on silent all through the day yet that didn’t stop him from calling or texting, To be honest i really enjoyed it as i knew he was exactly where I wanted him. On my way home I sent him a message saying I was busy with work blah, blah, blah…I ended it by telling him to come see me later in the evening.

When I got home I took a quick bath and readied myself knowing i was going to f**k him. I didn’t wear anything afterwards. Not long after, I had a knock on my door and a call indicating he was at the door. I opened the door gently as the lights were switched off. After closing the door before I could utter a word, he grabbed and lifted me up and all of a sudden and he made a bee dive for my room where the light was on. At this point he was shocked to see I was unclad I on the other hand was already turned on by it all. We started kissing and then he began kissing me all over my face, nose, earlobes (that totally kills me) then from my neck down to my b**bs.

This kept on after a while and when I couldn’t stand it anymore I began to unbutton his shirt and unzipped his trouser. I watched in dazed amazement once again as his huge man-hood sprang out of its confinement. I looked at the boy again and wondered how a seventeen year old could spot such a huge tool, it looked monstrous in relation to his small size. Taking him in my mouth the previous day had been a real chore but now it seems that the man-hood had even sprouted another inch in both thickness and length. I was so fascinated that I began to caress the huge erect man-hood and it was obvious that it turned him on so much as he started shivering as usual.

I began to lick the tip of his man-hood and then on started sucking it real good. I could tell he was really enjoying it from the way he was going and I wanted him like putty in my hands. I held his cock with both hands and rubbed on it hard, then squeezed it and licked the precum that was slipping from the c*m hole. He groaned and leaned closer to me forgetting the kisses he was initially planting on my body. His precum tasted exactly like his c*m of the previous day, salty sweet and fresh. I was really enjoying it at this point knowing very well I was torturing him. But I wanted him initiated full and proper and decided to move on with phase two of my plans.

I then stopped sucking him, releasing his cock from my hands and causing him to groan in disappointment. I just smiled as I lay flat down and spread my legs indicating with a tap of my p*ssy that I wanted him there. He thought I wanted him to shove his man-hood in me and made to do so put I pushed him away and in verbal unmistakable language, told him to eat my p*ssy. I was already very wet from all that cock sucking and the sight of the tool. I don’t make any bones about it, I love big cocks and drool when I come across them. He first hesitated but I guess something must have told him eating me was a prerequisite to f**king me or as it turned out later, he was also adventurous. He tentatively leaned forward and by the breath of air on my thighs; I sensed he was smelling my p*ssy. I take pride in saying that I have a clean fresh p*ssy and the only smell you would notice out of it is the tangy smell of a bitch in heat! I guess he was satisfied as he flicked his tongue outward and gave my p*ssy lips a swipe causing me to moan and jump. He then began to suck my p*ssy in earnest and although not very experienced he did a passably good job of it as he made sure to give attention to my clit and inner p*ssy lips and even sticking his tongue in my p*ssy hole once in a while.

Although I didn’t c*m, I enjoyed it and was really impressed by his p*ssy eating prowess for a beginner. There was still time to teach him the fine art of p*ssy eating but that would be later as all I wanted now was to be f**ked senseless by that big man-hood I couldn’t take my eyes off. So after a while I made him stop and made him lay on his back. His cock was once again invitingly pointing to the sky in proud erection. I quickly took one of the CDs I had placed by the bedside table earlier and in less than a minute had torn it and wore it on that proud tool, then I got on top of him and gave a loud moan as his cock filled me and plugged me up real good! It felt like I had a pestle stuffed inside my p*ssy but thank God for the over-abundance of p*ssy juice I was already spewing as this made penetration easier. After a bit of pushing and relaxing, I finally had all of him buried inside me. I rested a bit to adjust to the pressure in my p*ssy and after my body had gotten used to it, I gradually began to ride him.

I could see how young and inexperienced he was at this point but his enthusiasm kept me on and I really didn’t care I just wanted a f**k and I rode him for all I was worth. Each time I sensed he was about to c*m I would slow down and then stop altogether until I was sure the urge had resided, then I would clamp him tight with my p*ssy walls again as I rode him up and down and watched him with mouth open like a fish out of water. I was also in cloud nine and then I told him to hold my b**bs and squeeze hard as I rode him which he gladly did. I kept it up for minutes on end, prolonging the torture for him and getting ever closer to my climax as I grind my groin against his, held his cock in a vice with my p*ssy walls as I squeezed him tight. Soon I couldn’t keep up the teasing anymore as I drew closer and closer to my climax. I rode him faster and begged him to pinch my bosoms which he did and as if he was a devil possessed, he thrust deeply into me at almost the exact same time my climax caught up with me an overtook me. I screamed as I finally crested the top and marvelled that I was being f**ked by a boy I was far far far older than. But who cares? I gave him what he wanted in fact what we both wanted.

That was how I got another f**k toy added to my collection. Now he is well trained and f**ks like a real pro.

Seducing Mum An Erotic Story

I had threatened and threatened Danny, that if he 
didn't clean his room I was going to clean it for him. 
I even told him before he went to bed that if it was 
still a mess in the morning I was going to clean his 
room, even if it meant going through his personal 
stuff. So, when I saw the little shoe box tucked away 
behind some blankets in the closet I figured I had 
every right to peek. 

Even though I knew Danny was at school and well into 
his second class of the day, I couldn't help but feel 
my heart race as I opened the box. Inside I found a 
pile of photographs upside down and I was dying to see 
what they were of. Quickly I pulled the box down from 
the top shelf in the closet and sat on my son's bed. I 
looked nervously at the door, expecting I don't know 
what and flipped over the first stack of pictures.

The first thing I noticed was that they were nude 
photographs of some woman and it only took my spinning 
head about 10 seconds to register that these were nude 
photo's of ME! I knew the photos full well. My husband 
had gotten a new $5,000 camera outfit a year ago for 
Christmas and had talked me in to letting him take 
pictures of me one night when I had a few too many to 
drink.

As I flipped through the pictures in utter dismay my 
face flushed with embarrassment. In picture after 
picture I posed like some cheap slut, spreading my legs 
and playing with my breasts. There were pictures of me 
fingering myself, shoving dildo's up inside me and 
sucking on my own nipples. There were even pictures of 
my husband and I having sex. A few of me giving him 
head, a few of him eating me out, and a whole bunch of 
me on top of him. How was I ever going to face my son 
again knowing he had seen me like this?

My embarrassment quickly turned to anger at my husband. 
John had promised me he had burned these pictures 
months ago. Not thrown away - burned! Obviously the 
lying bastard had hid them somewhere where Danny could 
get hold of them. Picking up the stack of photos I 
hurried to our bedroom and called the son of a bitch at 
work.

It only took me 2 minutes to convince my husband that 
he needed to take the day off from work to fix this 
problem. When he arrived in our bedroom I had all the 
photo's spread out neatly in a display.

"This is what our son had in his closet!" I said 
sarcastically.

"I'm sorry," John gasped almost as if he was relieved 
it wasn't something more important. "I told him to 
throw them in the burn pile when he was done looking at 
them and I guess."

"YOU WHAT??" I screamed in shock. "You let him look at 
these?"

"Now don't get all mad," my husband said moronically. 

"Don't get mad? You let our teen-age son look at nude 
pictures of us and I'm not supposed to get mad? How am 
I supposed to even face him again knowing he's seen 
these?"

"Calm down a second," John said. "Will you just think 
about this for a second?"

"Think about what?" I snapped trying to calm down. Even 
though my husband was totally at fault, if it was one 
thing I realized after 18 years of marriage it was that 
he knew how to communicate. My husband had taught me 
that yelling and screaming was no way to communicate 
and I knew better.

"Think about what?" I said more calmly.

"Ok," John said as he put his hands on his hips. "Now 
these pictures were taken almost a year ago right?"

"Right," I huffed.

"And we went to burn them about a month later, right?"

"Well I thought so," I snapped. "But obviously they 
weren't"

"Right," John said. "So that means Danny's had these 
pictures for almost a year now right?"

"Right," I found myself agreeing. I could see where my 
husband was going with this even before he said it.

"So you've been facing him every day for almost a year 
now after he's seen these photo's. Really, what's the 
difference now?"

"Well now I know about it," I fumed. "I see your point 
but what the hell were you doing letting him see these 
in the first place?"

"Danny wanted to learn about sex," my husband said. "I 
was so embarrassed about explaining it too him that I 
finally just offered to show him pictures."

"Of US?" I gasped. "Couldn't you have just rented a 
porno or something?"

"Well it was kinda a spur of the moment thing you 
know," Jack argued. 

"Besides, you're a beautiful woman and Danny was 
curious what you were...you know."

"What I was what?" I asked.

"He was curious what you were like in bed," Jack smiled 
and then chuckled to himself.

"How do you know?" I blushed.

"He told me," John smiled. "I shit you not. When I told 
him about sex the first thing he asked as how good you 
were. When I asked him why he wanted to know he told me 
you were a very beautiful woman and he figured you were 
pretty good."

"Oh my god that's so embarrassing," I said with a blush 
again. "And so you told him what?"

"I told him you were all right," my husband said with a 
tone that told me he was teasing.

"OH, just all right huh?" I found myself laughing in 
embarrassment.

"No," John laughed. "I told him you were a great fuck 
and that he should try you some time."

"YOU DIDN'T!" I demanded.

"What if I did?" John demanded back.

"Tell me you didn't say that," I said blushing bright 
red at the thought of my son wanting to sleep with me.

"Sorry, I can't say I didn't," Jack said backing up 
defensively as if I were going to hit him.

"Oh my God you did didn't you?" I said as I covered my 
face in my hands to hide my cherry red cheeks.

"Yep," John said. "And that's when I showed him the 
pictures. I told him these were pictures of what he 
could have if he were me."

"Oh my God!" I blushed. "I'm so embarrassed."

"I told him he should ask you to teach him about sex. 
You know what I mean?" Jack winked. "But he was too 
chicken."

"You offered me to your son?" I asked shocked. "What 
were you thinking??"

"Actually the thought of you having sex with our son 
turns me on," John blushed now. "A LOT!"

"I can't believe this!" I said as I sat on the edge of 
the bed and held my spinning head. "You're telling me 
that you showed our son pictures of us having sex and 
that you wanted me to have sex with him to show him 
how?"

"In a word," John paused. "Yes."

For a long moment I sat thinking. No thought could stay 
in my head for very long at one time. I thought about 
how my husband betrayed me and showed our son those 
pictures. I thought about how my own son had now seen 
me naked and in such an embarrassing way. I thought 
about how my husband suddenly revealed that he wanted 
me to have sex with our own son. But most of all I was 
thinking about what it would be like. I thought about 
what I would say, how I would teach our son. I thought 
about undressing in front of him and watching him get 
hard as he watched me. I thought about him undressing 
in front of me and letting me see his hard cock ready 
for me.

"This is stupid," I said as I felt my crotch getting 
damper by the second.

"Danny isn't going to want to have sex with his mother. 
I mean come on!"

"Why do you think he kept those pictures?" John prodded 
me even as I tried to force the idea out of my head. 
"What do you think he thinks about when he looks at 
those pictures?"

In my mind I pictured our teen son masturbating in his 
bed while looking at pictures of me and my pussy began 
to ache.

"And you want me to do this with him?" I asked.

"Oh god Katherine," my husband half panted. "Yes I want 
you to."

"I can't believe I'm going to fuck my own son," I found 
myself saying suddenly as my pussy practically dripped 
with excitement.

"You're going to do it??" my husband asked excitedly. 
"REALLY?" "If he wants me to," I blushed as I looked 
over at the pictures spread across our bed. "But only 
because you want me to."

What I said then was a lie. Fact is I wanted it more 
now than my husband. An hour before I would have never 
considered this but suddenly I was burning with passion 
for my own flesh and blood inside me. The thought of 
fucking my son was driving me wild.

Shamelessly I arranged with my husband for him to be 
gone all night that night so I'd have plenty of time to 
work on Danny and seduce him someway. 

"Pick up some slut at the bar and have a good time in 
some hotel," I told my husband. That way I knew he'd be 
gone all night and wouldn't interrupt anything. Sure I 
loved my husband and didn't want him to cheat on me but 
under the circumstances I figured what the hell.

My husband agreed to be gone all night but promised he 
wouldn't cheat on me even though I tried to convince 
him it was all right. The moment he left the house I 
locked the door and ripped down my panties from beneath 
my skirt. Plunging three fingers up inside my sopping 
cunt I fucked myself right there as I bent my knees and 
brought myself to a raging orgasm. As I prepared for 
the evening, putting on garter belts and fishnet 
stockings I had to play with myself three more times 
while thinking of my son inside me. I had never felt 
like such a slut before then the moment my son walked 
through the front door. Here was my own flesh and 
blood, whom I gave birth to not even 17 years ago and I 
was going to try and seduce him tonight.

When he entered the house I was wearing a short skirt, 
fishnet stockings and a tight white tee shirt that 
really accentuated my 38DD breasts. In an instant I 
felt like a silly whore and wanted to run and hide in 
my bedroom and never face him again.

"Wow" Danny said when he realized what I was wearing. 
"I'm sorry," I said as I blushed cherry red and looked 
away. I couldn't face him now. I couldn't look in his 
eyes knowing what I knew about the pictures and what my 
husband had told me.

"You look great," Danny said ignoring the fact that I 
wasn't looking at him.

"Thanks," I said weakly. 

"You and dad have a hot date planned tonight?" my son 
asked naively "Actually your father wont be coming home 
tonight," I said as I found the nerve to look at him.

My son's face turned pale and I realized what he must 
be thinking.

"NO! We're not fighting or anything," I clarified. "He 
just...he..." Shit, I didn't know what to say suddenly 
and I was starting to sweat nervously.

"You father thought we should be alone tonight," I 
said. "To talk." "About what?" Danny asked as he sat 
his books down and looked at me quizzically.

"Things," I said embarrassed about the whole situation. 
"You know, adult things."

"Oh," Danny blushed finally as bright as me. "Those 
kind of things. Dad and I talked about it already. Long 
time ago." 

"I know," I said sheepishly. "But we haven't talked 
about it right?"

"I guess not," Danny said as he sat on the couch. "Ok, 
let's talk." 

"You're making this very difficult on me," I said as I 
stood there waiting for him to offer some 
encouragement. "You're father told me he showed you 
pictures."

"UH..." Danny stammered. "What pictures?"

"Pictures of us," I said. "Of me. You know, naked. 
Having sex with your father."

"Oh uh, ya," Danny blushed. "He showed me some stuff 
like that."

"Do you know how to do that stuff?" I asked.

"Oh sure," Danny obviously lied. "I know all about it." 

"Do you?" I asked again. "Do you know how to do it 
right? Do you know how it feels?"

"Sure," Danny lied again. "I've done it before."

"Have you?" I said. "Who was the girl?"

"Uh...uh..." Danny thought.

"You haven't done it have you?" I asked.

"No," Danny blushed.

"Don't you want to know what it's like?" I asked 
baiting the trap.

"I guess Danny blushed.

"After all, you don't want to have a girlfriend who's 
ready someday and you don't know what to do right?"

"Right," Danny said quietly.

"Ok," I said as I quickly sat on the couch next to him 
and put my hands in my lap. "So let's say I'm your 
girlfriend."

"RIGHT!" Danny said embarrassed.

"Just pretend," I said. "Now let's say I'm your 
girlfriend and we're kissing. Do you mind if I kiss 
you?"

"Uh," Danny turned bright red. "I guess not."

"Ok," I said. "So let's say I kiss you and I do this."

Without hesitating I kissed my son on the lips and 
slowly parted them. Surprisingly my son's lips parted 
with mine and I slipped my tongue quickly into his 
mouth and licked his hot young tongue.

My body tingled all over as I slowly worked my tongue 
across my son's, filling his young mouth with my kiss 
until I finally broke away breathing heavy.

"Now," I said looking into his eyes. "What would you 
do?"

"I'd probably feel her up," he said shyly.

"Show me," I breathed as I started kissing him again.

Suddenly my son's hands were feeling my giant breasts 
as his tongue flicked around inside my mouth. Without 
thinking my hand stabbed into my son's crotch and began 
rubbing his hard young cock. To my utter surprise 
Danny's cock was huge! It had to be much thicker than 
his father's and probably longer too.

With my free hand I quickly began pulling up my shirt 
until I uncovered my bare naked tits. Danny's hands 
were instantly on my bare breasts, kneading and 
squeezing them frantically.

"Fuck me Danny," I panted as I started unzipping my 
son's pants. "Give me that big hard cock!"

"Oh mother," my strong son moaned as he laid me down on 
my back, his hands still all over my massive globes.

My body was on fire as my son took control and quickly 
pulled up my skirt as I finished unzipping his pants.

"You want it?" I panted as my son tugged my panties 
down and uncovered my well groomed brown bush. "You 
want to fuck your mother?" "Yes!" Danny groaned as he 
struggled to get my panties down over my knees while he 
was still on top of me.

"Just rip them!" I demanded as my son struggled more 
and more to get them off. "Just rip them off I don't 
care."

I was pulling my son's pants down off of his young 
muscular hips as he grabbed my panties with both hands 
and tore them open. I nearly came right there as I felt 
my panties tear away and expose my naked pussy for my 
eager son. My knees fell wide open like the slut I knew 
I was deep down inside. I tugged my son's underwear 
down over his enormous hard pole and stared at it over 
the top of my bulging chest.

"I want it inside me Danny," I gasped out of breath. "I 
want you inside me son."

"Oh god mother," Danny said as he reached down and 
grabbed a hold of his thick monster. "I've wanted to do 
this for so long." Like a pro my son guided his big 
pole between my legs. Holding one of my breasts in hand 
I used my other to open the lips of my eager pussy. 
"Put it in," I begged him. "Please baby. Put it inside 
me." I bucked uncontrollably when my son's thick cock 
head hit my open pussy and I started to cum.

Both of my hands shot up and grabbed on to my son's 
strong shoulders as he plunged his huge cock up inside 
me with one hard push.

"OHHH!!!" I gasped out loud as my body wracked with 
orgasm. My legs instinctively wrapped around my son's 
back, my heels digging into his tight young ass as he 
started pumping his monstrous cock in and out of my 
dripping cunt.

"FUCK ME!" I screamed shamelessly. "Oh fuck me Danny!"

Danny obliged my every desire as he pulled himself up 
into me further and drilled me hard on the couch. I 
could feel my son's big balls slapping on my ass and it 
made me cum even harder.

"I love you mom," he said to me as he leaned down and 
began sucking on my sensitive nipples.

"I...love...you...too..." I gasped as I pressed my 
son,s face into my breasts and worked my hips upward to 
meet his stabbing thrusts. With a loud howl my son 
suddenly pulled his thick cock out of me and grabbed it 
in his large fist. I raised my head above my chest and 
watched his beautiful thick cum squirt out onto my 
stomach and tits. "Oh baby yes!" I purred as my son 
frantically jerked his cum all over my stomach and 
pussy. "Get mommy all sticky. Oooh!"

"Oh mom," Danny moaned as he finished jerking off all 
his load. Then slowly my son got off of me and left me 
there, spread wide on the couch, covered in my own sons 
cum, my panties hanging from one leg and my shirt up 
around my shoulders.

"I feel like such a whore," I said quietly as my son 
sat at the end of the couch exhausted.

"Don't," Danny said as he reached over between my legs 
and smeared his cum across my stomach.

"That felt so good Danny," I said. "Are you sorry you 
did it?" 

"Oh never!" Danny laughed. "I'm just trying to gather 
my steam to do it again.

"Well let me make it easier on you baby," I said as I 
sat up and pulled my shirt up over my head. I quickly 
tossed the tee shirt across the floor and put my hands 
between my legs.

Danny's eyes stared at my heaving chest which still 
oozed his wonderful hot cum.

Slowly I slid off the couch, looking into my son's eyes 
as I crawled between his knees and took hold of his 
still hard cock. "Here," I said as I smiled. "Let me 
give you some enthusiasm.

With that I opened my mouth and slid my son's big prick 
between my lips.

"Oh yes," Danny moaned. "Just like I always imagined 
it..." Slowly I sucked my son's cock, bobbing my head 
up and down and licking his head with wet circles.

"Yes mother," Danny moaned as he grabbed my long brown 
hair and curled it up in his fist. "Suck it!"

"Let's get you out of these pants," I said at last as 
my son smiled warmly down at me.

"Yes," he agreed as he helped me pull off all of his 
clothes. Standing on my knees I leaned forward and 
pushed my huge breast around both sides of my son's 
glorious cock. Slowly I moved my tits up and down my 
son's cock feeling it's thick hard shaft sliding 
between my sweaty breasts.

"Oh mother," Danny groaned as he watched me work his 
big pole between my lobes.

Brushing the hair off of my breasts I pulled back and 
rubbed one hard nipple across the tip of my son's cock.

"I never imagined it could be this good," I said as I 
kissed his stomach and began working my way up his 
body.

Danny took me in his arms and lifted me up on top of 
him. "Oh my you're strong," I admired as I positioned 
my knees on either side of my son's hips and felt his 
hard cock against my wet pussy.

Danny could not respond as he suddenly buried his face 
in my tits and began sucking my nipples hard. I held on 
to my son's head for a moment and moaned with delight 
as he suckled my breasts like he did when he was a 
baby.

"I love it when you do that baby," I moaned. "But I 
just have to get the wonderful cock back inside me."

"Here you go mother," Danny said as he reached between 
us and grabbed his big prick. "Let me give it to you."

"Yes. Give it to me baby. Give it to your mother like 
she's never had it before."

Danny wasted no time positioning his thick pole against 
my wet cunt and I obliged myself by pushing down on his 
enormous pole. "UHHHH!" I gasped as I felt my pussy 
stretch around his thick shaft and adjust once more to 
his wonderful size. "That's just what mommy needs! Ooo 
ya..."

"I wish dad could see us now," Danny laughed 
uncomfortably as my pussy squeezed his cock like I was 
wringing the life out of it. "OH I don't think your 
father had any idea how big you really are," I panted 
as I slowly began moving my hips around making my son's 
thick cock stretch my pussy even more. "I think you're 
going to stretch me all out tonight."

"Oh mother I hope so," Danny moaned as he grabbed my 
ass tightly and pulled my hips back and forth on him.

"Oh ya?" I gasped each time he pulled my ass toward 
him. "You want to make my pussy all loose and sloppy 
for him?"

"Oh ya," Danny smiled as he began sucking my nipples 
while he fucked me. "I do too," I said as I began 
lifting my ass up each time he let me move so that I 
began fucking his big cock up and down inside me as 
well as back and forth. "Let's wreck mommy's pussy. 
Fuck the shit out of me baby." 

"YA!" Danny moaned as he let go of my ass and let me 
start bouncing up and down on his glorious cock. I made 
it a concentrated effort to wiggle my hips as I fucked 
him so it drove my ass into his hips. My body pulsed 
with the rhythmic slapping of my ass against my son's 
thighs. "Pump me!" I groaned as I worked my pussy up 
and down on my son. "Pump my pussy! OOH!"

"Come on mom," Danny moaned as he grabbed both my tits 
now and played with them. "Stretch it out!"

"I am baby," I panted now. "Stretch my pussy baby! 
Stretch mommy out! OOOH..."

Danny continued taking turns squeezing and sucking my 
big tits as I fucked him until I came again.

"Make mommy cum!" I shouted. "Make her cum!"

"Oh mother I love you!" Danny shouted spontaneously 
which made me cum with gushes.

"OHHH!" I screamed. "OH GOD FUCK ME! MAKE ME CUM!!"

My son and I made love all night that night and I found 
myself fucked in so many ways and so many times that I 
could hardly move come 2am. He fucked me on the kitchen 
table, bent over the counter, in the shower, in bed, 
and on the floor. I also learned that my son was just 
as good eating pussy as he was stretching it out. 

By the end of the night my son's cock slipped inside me 
like a hot knife through butter and I knew my husband's 
average size prick would feel small from now on. It 
didn't matter. I had found my new lover anyway.

THE END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.

Sitting On My Sons Lap - An Erotic Story

It was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn't fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things.

I heard him come out of the house. I turned around and saw him carrying his 42 inch flat screen TV.

"Where are you going to put the TV?" I heard his father ask.

"I don't know, but I don't want to leave it. Maybe we can move some stuff around in the back seat."

I looked in the back seat. "I don't think so, son." Mike looked in the car. "We can put it in the middle of the front seat."

"Ok, college man," I said. "Then where is your mom going to sit?"

I could see on his face he was trying to come up with a solution. "I got an idea," he said. He opened the passenger side door. He put the TV in the middle. He then got in and sat down. "See plenty of room. Here mom sit next to me." I tried to sit next to my son. I could sit in the seat, but the door wouldn't close. Now, I am not a big woman. I stand about five feet tall and I only weight hundred pounds. It was my son taking up all the room. He was already over six feet tall and weighed around two hundred pounds. "It's not me that's taking up all of the room, it's you. This isn't going to work. Tell you what, leave the TV and when we come to visit you we'll bring it with us."

"No way," he answered as I got out of the car and stood by the door.

"Make up your mind, Mike, it's hot out here." 

"Ok," Mike looked at me. "Ok, you can sit on my lap."

"Mike, it's a five hour drive to your college," his father said.

"I know, but mom doesn't weigh much. What do you say, mom. Would you mind sitting on my lap?"

'Ok, I'll sit on your lap. But if it gets too uncomfortable I want to stop at a rest stop." I said looking at Steve my husband. He agreed. "Ok, let's get our showers so we can get on the road."

My shower didn't take long. Since I would be sitting on my sons lap for five hours, I wanted to wear something real comfortable. My jeans would be too tight. Plus it was too hot to wear them. I looked in my closet. As I was going though my clothes I found a summer dress I brought. It was the short type with sleeveless arms. It buttoned up in the front. I unbuttoned it and put it on. When I finished buttoning it up, I noticed it showed my bra to much. I took it off again. I removed my bra and put the dress back on. I looked in the mirror. I really didn't need a bra. Even at thirty seven my tits were still perky. The dress was short. It only came to the middle of my thighs. I slipped on a pear of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself. "For a mother of an eighteen year old son, I still looked good. I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week." I heard the car horn.


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I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was already in the seat. I sat down on his lap and swung my legs into the car. I looked down and notice my dress barely covered my thighs. It rode up pretty high. My son was wearing baggy shorts and a t-shirt. I closed the car door. 

I was glad I was wearing this dress. I could feel the back of my bare legs on my son's bare legs. "How are you doing?" I asked my son.

"Fine, mom, you really don't weigh anything. No problem."

I looked over the TV at my husband. "Do you have enough room to drive?" I asked him.

"Sure," he answered. I could only see his head. "Can you even see me?" I laughed. 

"Only your head, dear." Are you comfortable?"

I wiggled around on my son's lap. "Yea, I don't mind this at all."

I turned on the radio. As I was listening to the music. I started to feel something hard. I reposition my ass, but it didn't go away. I also noticed my son got real quiet. "It wasn't there when I first sat down." I thought to myself. Then I realized what I was feeling. My son was getting a hard on. I really didn't think about giving him a hard on by sitting on his lap. I could feel it still growing. "My god," I thought to myself. "How big is it going to get." I wondered what he was thinking. Does he think I can't feel it between the crack of my ass? I looked down at my legs. My dress had rose up a little more. I could almost see my panties. My son's hands was on the seat on each side of me. I wondered if he could see how high my dress had ridden up. I realized I like the idea of my dress being up so high. It gave me a little thrill knowing I could give my son a hard on. We only been on the road for about an hour. There was still four hours to go. I knew my husband couldn't see how high my dress was or he would be looking at my legs. The TV block everything from his view. I felt my son shift his body around. When he did his dick ended up on the back of my ass. I kinda wished he would try something. 

"How you doing back there, son," I asked him.

"I'm Ok, mom, how are you feeling?" 

"I like what I'm feeling," I answered him. "Are your arms getting tired where you have them?"

"Yea, it's a little uncomfortable,"

"Here try this to see if it feels better," I said as I took a hold of both of his hands and placed them on my bare thighs. "Is that better?"

"Yea, that's a lot better."

I looked down. When I put his hands high on my thighs, I put them palms down. His thumbs were resting on the inside of my thighs, very close to my panties. I liked what it looked like. I wished he'd move them up and touch my pussy. I knew he wouldn't. The more I felt his hands on me, the more I wanted him to feel me. I rested my hands on his. This seemed very innocence. I started rubbing the top of his hands. Just like any mother would, but I had something different in mind. I looked over at my husband. I liked the idea of my son's hands on me with my husband right there. As I rubbed his hands I tried to move them up my thighs just a little. He didn't give me any resistance. Now his hands were on my skirt with his fingers still on my bare thighs. I rose up a little so I could pull my skirt up a little. His hands moved with my skirt. I looked down and could see my panties. His fingers were so close to touching them. I raised his right hand and put it on my panties. He left his hand there. I spread my legs a little. When I did, his hand fell between my legs. I took a hold of his hand and pressed it against my panties. My sons hand was now on my pantie covered pussy. I could feel myself getting wet. I wanted more. When I removed my hand, he left his hand on me. He wasn't moving it around or anything. He was just letting his hands rest on my pussy. I waited for him to start moving his fingers. Nothing. Maybe he was afraid to. I knew how to fix that.


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I took a hold of his hand and moved it up to the top of my panties. When I knew his fingers were above my panties, I pressed his hand against my body and slowly slid his fingers between my panties and bare skin. I kept moving his hand down until I could feel his finger tips just barely touch the top of my pussy lips. I pushed his hand down further. I couldn't get his hand all the way between my legs under my panties so he could feel my pussy. My panties were too tight for both of our hands. Finally I felt him try to move his hand further down so he could find my entrance. When I took my hand out from under my panties, my son left his hand on my pussy. I rose up my hips, hooked my thumbs on each side of my panties and pulled them down to my knees. As soon as I did this I felt Mike move his hand so he could get his fingers in me. My panties kept me from spreading my legs out for him to really get to feel me. Before I could move my hand to take my panties off, Mike used his other hand and started pulling them down around my ankles. I lifted up my leg so he could take them all the way off. I spread my legs as wide as I could. This was all he needed. I was so wet he sunk two fingers in me at once. I let out a low moan. 

"Are you OK?" my husband asked me. He was looking at me. I smiled and said," I'm OK; I thought it would be a problem sitting on my sons lap, but it really isn't. This isn't going to be so bad of a ride."

Here I was talking to my husband with my son's fingers in me. "How much farther until we stop?"

"I don't want to stop until I go a little further,"

"How about you Mike, can you go a little bit further?"

"Yea, mom. I can go a lot further,"

"Good," I answered. "The further we go, the better I like it."

That's OK with you, isn't it honey?" I asked my husband.

"Yea, I like the idea of not stopping." He answered.

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I turned and looked at my son," Me to. I don't want you to stop."

"Mike?" my husband asked my son," How are you doing with your mom on your lap?"

"No problem dad, mom keeps moving around so one position doesn't get uncomfortable. She raises up every once in while to relief the pressure." As my son was talking to his dad, he was sinking his fingers even deeper in my pussy. 

Mike was starting to move his fingers in and out of me. I had to bite my tongue to keep from moaning. I pressed my hand against his. I pushed his hand hard into my pussy. I wanted him to know I wanted him to go deeper in me. He got the idea and sank his fingers in me as deep as he could. I started moving my hips to the rhythm of his fingers. I looked over at my husband. It was a good thing the TV was blocking his view. If he could see his son with his fingers deep in his mother's pussy, I don't really know what he would do. My whole body was starting to respond to his fingers. Without warning he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt disappointed. That didn't last long. My son started unbuttoning my dress. He started at the top button and was working his way down to the bottom button. As he was unbuttoning my dress I could feel the cool air from the car's air conditioner. It made my nipples even harder. I felt him unbutton the last button. He opened my dress. 

The front of me was totally naked for my son to do what ever he wanted to do to me. He started running his hands up and down my body. He started fondling both of my tits. He kept cupping them with his hands. I struck my chest out so he could press against my tits even harder. 

I raised my hips up and pulled my dress out from under my ass. My son understood why.

He lowered his hands to unzip his shorts. I had to rise up so he could get to his zipper. I heard him unzip his shorts. I still had his dick trapped under my ass. I raised my hips even more.

"Everything OK, honey?" My husband asked me. "Are you getting uncomfortable on our sons lap? Do you want me to stop so you can get more comfortable?"

As Mike pulling down his underwear, I felt his trapped dick release itself. I sat back down on him. His dick was pressing against the back of my naked ass.

"No, that's all right, dear. " If I move around just right, I think I'm going to get real comfortable. What about you Mike. Is there anything you need to do to get more comfortable? Is there anything you need me to do?"

Mike placed his hands on each side of my hips." If you would mom, raise up some so I can position myself better." I understood what my son was saying.

I raised my ass in the air as high as I could. I felt one of his hands come off of my hip. I knew what he was doing with it. I started lowering myself back down on Mike. I felt the head of his dick at my entrance. I lowered myself more. His dick easily slid in my pussy. As I was lowering myself on my son's dick, his dick was opening my pussy walls wide. I moaned. I couldn't help myself.

My husband looked at me. "Are you sure you don't want me to stop?" 

As I lowered myself until I felt my son's dick bottom out in my pussy. "No, no, don't stop, I want you to keep going. I'm good for the next half hour or so. What about you Mike, are you good for the next half hour?" 

"Yea mom, when you sat back down on me, I positioned myself so I would have no problem. I need to rise up for just a minute. Is that OK?"

"Do you want me to rise up with you?"

"No. just stay on my lap and I'll raise you with me." Saying that, my son raised his hips driving his dick deeper in me. I almost came right then. 

"Here, let me get a little more comfortable." I wiggled my ass back and forward causing his dick to move around inside me more. As I was riding my son's dick, I looked over at my husband. Mike was still pushing his dick in me as hard as he could. "If only he knew. Here I am naked, fucking my son with my husband right next to me. "How soon do you think we can visit Mike after he settles in his dorm?"

"Well with my work load it's going to be hard to get away, but it's not that long of a drive, you can visit him without me."

Talking to my husband with my son's dick in me, made me even hornier. "I understand, don't feel bad not coming each time I do. I'll come as much as I can. Is that OK with you Mike?"

"Mom, you can come as much as you want to. In fact, the more you come, the better I will like it." As he finished saying that he pushed hard in me. "How soon do you think you will come?" he asked me.

"Soon, Mike real soon,"

I started moving my ass back and forth on his dick. The only part of me moving was my ass. I kept my head still so my husband didn't catch on to what we were doing.

I felt an orgasm coming. I took Mike's hands off my hips and pressed them to my tits. My son's dick in me his hands on my tits were too much. I felt wave after wave hit me. All I could do was tense my body. It lasted a good thirty seconds. It was the longest orgasm I ever had. Exhausted I laid back on my son. He wasn't finished with me yet. He kept thrusting his dick in me. His legs went straight out. My son started shooting his cum in me. I could feel it filling me up. It felt very warm. I stayed still until he emptied his dick in me. Both of us were spent. 

"There's a sign stating there a place to eat about ten miles up the road. Are you guy's hungry? "

"Yea Dad, I could eat something," Mike said. I turned around and looked at Mike. He was smiling at me. "What about you Mom? Think you could eat something?"

"I'm pretty full, but I think I could eat a hot dog or something."

I bent over to pick up my panties that ended up on the floor mat of the car. When I bent over to pick them up, I felt my son's dick fall out of me. I put my feet though the pantie legs and pulled them up. Right before I pulled them over my pussy. My son reached over and struck his finger in me again. I gave him a playful slap on his hand. He took his finger out of me and I pulled my panties up. I started buttoning up my dress. I felt my son stick his dick back in his pants and zip up. 

"After we eat, how long of a drive do we have left?" I asked my husband.

"About two hours. Do you think you guys can manage that for another two hours.'?

"I know I don't mind," I told my husband. "If Mike can take it, I can sit on his lap for another two hours. What about you Mike. Do you mind your mom sitting on your lap for another two hours?"

"Well, the first two hours went pretty fast. I imagine the next two hours will go as fast or even faster."

"I thought at least one of you would be complaining by now."

"I don't have any complaints, Do you son?" 

"Mom I wouldn't complain even if the ride lasted longer."

Thank you son, I'll try and make the next two hours good for you."

F**k Me I Screamed Endlessly As The Mallam Pounded My P**sy

I woke up early, when the mist was still rising from the swimming pool outside my bedroom door. I had slept early last night. Being in this large house alone is not an easy thing and it usually gets so dark so quickly. I was restraining myself since I know there was no way I wasn’t going to get f**ked if I should go to any party in the state I’m constantly in now – horny-. I decided I’d go for a little swim, just to get myself fully awake and ready to start the day.
I got out of bed in my long sheer night gown, pulled open the sliding glass door and walked out onto the patio. It was a beautiful morning, a glorious day to spend money. I thought I might go to some ritzy stores on the Island. After all, what was the use of having money if you didn’t spend it? And spending money was the second thing I was very good at.
I strode to the side of the pool and dipped my foot into the water. Ah, just right. I reached down to the hem of my gown and lifted it over my head. I was unclad underneath. For a moment, I studied my unclad reflection in the glass door. I love looking at my lush, over-ripe body, big hips, tiny waist and large br**sts. I lifted my br**sts and examined the large round bosoms. Even when I handle my b**bs, I could begin to feel the juices flow between my thighs. My hands massaged my flat little tummy, then wandered down to the little triangle of bald patch below. My hands smoothed over my pubis, then one little finger slipped in between my p*ssy lips. Ahh, I was wet and dripping, and so early in the morning! Alas, my poor hard-working husband wasn’t there to service me. Oh, well, I thought, someone has to make the money.
I walked over to the shallow side of the pool and sat down beside it, my long legs dipping into the water. I thought I should take a swim, but I didn’t think I could swim a stroke without getting a few strokes up my snatch. Goodness, this yearning for a nice big cock is driving me crazy!
But even money couldn’t buy everything when you wanted it. I’d have to make do. With my legs dangling in the water, I leaned back on an air mattress beside the pool, and began slowly stroking my p*ssy. Oooh, that was good. So good. One hand held open my p*ssy lips, while the fingers on the other hand found my big exposed clit and began rubbing against it. As one of my girlfriend had explained at lunch at the Polo Lounge a few afternoons ago, this was “clitoriffic”.
My hand began stroking my cli**ris faster and faster. My hips began grinding and moving against the plastic air mattress. While one hand played with my p*ssy, my other hand began massaging my heavy br**sts, pulling at the bosoms, slowly moving in circles. The warmth of the sun’s early morning light felt good on my skin. I inserted one finger up my snatch. It was no way near the size of the man-hood I wished was pushed up there at the present, but it would have to do for now.
As I played with myself, I closed my eyes and began thinking of the bartender at a ritzy bar I often stopped by after shopping for a nice refreshing drink. He was young, in his early twenties, and built like a body-builder. I had never had the pleasure of pulling down those tight black pants of his, but I had often thought about what I would find there. A big nice cock? Now, that would be nice. I could just imagine him, standing there with his pants down, and this cock the size of a big cucumber standing at attention. Could I get my lips around that…
It seemed the sun had gotten covered by clouds, for a shadow passed over my body. When I opened my eyes, I saw a figure standing beside me, silhouetted by the sun. I, gasped and sat up. “Oh!”
I jumped right into the pool with a big splash. When I turned around, I saw that the shadow had been cast by Musa, our gardener. He was a tall, thin Fulani man from the North. I had completely forgotten that he often liked to arrive early in the morning to get a lot of the work done in the lawn before it became too hot.
“I sorry, Madam,” he said.
My face was red with indignation. At first, I felt extremely angry at him. No doubt he had stood there watching me, lying completely unclad on the air mattress, my legs spread, fingering my privates. Yet, he did seem very embarrassed himself. He motioned that he had just come around the side of the pool, where he had been attending the flowers there and… well, he literally ran into me.
“I sorry. Sorry, madam” he kept stuttering
“Oh… it’s okay, Musa”
He smiled and nodded. Although I could see he was trying not to look, he couldn’t quite turn his eyes away from my magnificent jugs bobbing in the water. I also couldn’t turn my eyes away from the crotch of his guinea material trousers. It looked like he had stuffed a tree branch down there.
I knew Musa had a wife and a few kids up in his hometown. He talked fondly of them. Yet, he did not see them for months at a time, except during the big sallah. He must get very lonely. Whatever did he do with that tree branch in the meantime? I wondered.
“I… go cut the bush now,” Musa said.
“Now.”
“yes, madam”
I walked toward the shallow end of the pool, water streaming from my full, unclad body. Musa stood paralyzed. He wasn’t in any hurry to prune bushes. He was more interested in the dish coming toward him. While I stood in the shallow water, Musa’s cock was just at the level of my mouth. Incredibly, it seemed to be growing bigger.
“I go start am now,” Musa repeated, but he made no effort to move. He took off his straw hat and wiped his brow.
“Not yet, Musa,” I said. “I want to talk to you for a moment.”
“Yes, madam”
“I just wanted to thank you for the wonderful job you’ve been doing of keeping the compound so well kept.”
He nodded. “Thank you, madam”
“And… I want to make sure that you keep those bushes nice and thick on the other side of the property. We wouldn’t want any of our neighbors being able to spy on us.”
“Oh, no, madam”
“Because there are some things we want to keep private,” I said. “Not everyone needs to know what goes on around here.” Musa began breathing heavily as I reached up and tugged at the rope dangling from his trousers.
“Oh, no. Private. is private.”
“That’s good,” I said.
“private, private,” Musa kept repeating as I tugged harder on the rope and it loosened. Down came his trousers so quickly that his heavy cock bounced up and down several times like the diving board on the pool. His cock was about a good nine inches, with a dark glistening head, it looked like a fair sized snake ready to pounce on its victim. I couldn’t take it any longer and I plunged my mouth down about the head of the cock.
“Ahh,” moaned Musa. He put his hands behind my head and pressed his man-hood farther into my mouth. Once inside my mouth, Musa’s man-hood grew even bigger until I almost choked on it. This was too good to be believed.
“huhn, huhn,huhn,” Musa grunted as I licked and sucked on his cock like a kid starved of Lollipop and suddenly given one.
“Mmmm,” I gurgled.
He moved his hips back and forth, just f**king my mouth for some time. Then he pulled me by the arm out of the pool. He was amazingly strong, despite his wiry body, I realized. He lay me down on the air mattress, then, kicking off his trousers so that his legs were free, he knelt on top of me, a knee on either side of my head, so that his prick dangled above my cock hungry mouth. He took hold of his cock and flopped it about my face then positioned his man-hood at my mouth and fed it in. I hungrily took it all. His large balls dangled in my eyes. I opened my mouth as wide as i could in order to take all the Mallam meat I could. Musa was gentle. He took his time, easing it past my teeth, over my tongue to my tonsils. He still had a few more inches to go.
I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. Just a few minutes ago, I had been wishing with everything I had just to have a big man-hood inside me. my dreams had come true. That, I guessed, was just the ubber rich lifestyle
Musa f**ked my face for some time, until I finally pulled his long hose out of my mouth for a bit and said, “Musa, you’ve got to f**k me in my p*ssy. I really need to get f**ked.”
“Yes, madam” he replied. He moved off of me, then knelt between my legs, holding them wide for a good look at my wide open dripping p*ssy.
“Oh,f**k me, Musa. Please. Please.” I begged as my body was already burning up in anticipation of having the long hose inside me. My p*ssy was dripping juice and quite open in readiness to receive the black mamba.
He stuck a finger in my moist p*ssy and began f**king me with that.
“Oh, Musa, Musa, you’re driving me crazy,” I cried out. “f**k me.” I snapped
Then Musa flipped me over on my stomach, pushed my face down on the air mattress and grabbed my buttcheek, using his knees to push mine up and apart. He then grabbed me by the a*s cheeks and with a sure quick movement, thrust his big manmeat deep into my p*ssy.
“Aye, aye, aye,” cried Musa.
“Oooh, Musa, f**k me, Musa, f**k me” I moaned
He f**ked me with the strength for which he had been famous in his little Fulani village, the strength which even married women often sought out when their own husband’s cock no longer functioned. His thighs slapped against my ample a*s. I reached between my legs and fondled his jingling balls. They were filled with c*m juice, I knew. I couldn’t wait until it would c*m spurting out of his man-hood so that I could slurp down every last drop.
I stretched out farther on the air mattress, thrusting my randy b*tt higher into the air to receive the tremendous man-hood of my fulani gardener. He grabbed me by a shank of my hair and pulled my head back, arching my back in the process and making his cock to reach further and deeper into my recesses. I screamed in ecstasy, not minding or caring that the neighbours could hear my cries of pleasure.
“f**k me, f**k me, f**k me, f**k me, f**k me” I screamed endlessly as the mallam pounded my p*ssy for all it was worth.
Then he pressed me flat down against the air mattress and f**ked me for a while that way, howling like a wild animal.
“I’ve got to suck you some more,” I begged, gasping. “I need a taste of your big cock right now.”
Musa pulled out his p*ssy drenched cock and I got up on my knees and turned around. Musa then lay on his back down, his man-hood sticking straight up like one of the palm trees around the pool. I began sucking away at his cock, up and down, pushing my mouth all the way down to his c*m-laden balls then back again. His prick was glistening like an oiled black mamba, shiny and primed to c*m.
I knew he would c*m any time now from his howls and the contraction of his balls so I kept sucking, harder and faster now, and also using my hand to give him a hand job at the same time, my mouth lightly capping his cockhead to catch all the spunk that would soon be spewing.
His man-hood shot c*m like a geyser. I tried to take as much as I could in my mouth, but soon it was drooling out of the sides.
“madaaaaaam” he panted after blasting c*m after c*m into my eager mouth. I licked what I could and allowed the rest to slid down my chin to fall on my hard bosoms. Musa just lay there panting and trying to catch his breath. I slipped back in the pool, satiated for the moment. I wanted a big cock to fill up my aching p*ssy and I got one right under my nose. I smiled to myself, Mr DaSilva could stay as long as he wanted overseas, I have a capable man meat right here.

source: Deolububble