Something Within Me – A Halloween Story by The_Technician

Introduction:

Philip Westmont has samhainophobia, the fear of Halloween. So he spends Halloween in his bed, cowering in fear while his flat mates go out to a very interesting Halloween Party. They come back the next morning to tell him all about their adventures.WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.

All characters involved in sexual activity in this story are over the age of 18. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.

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Philip Westmont woke groggily to the sound of his room mates running up the steps to their second floor flat. As usual when he awoke on All Saint’s Day, his body was covered in sweat and who knows what else. He pulled the sheet tightly up to his armpits and waited for them to burst into his room.

The three of them were still more than slightly drunk. William– known to everyone as Billie– was dressed in what had been a Spiderman costume. The gloves and head covering were gone and there were tears in both the tight-fitting top and bottom. The boot covers were also gone and his black boots looked out of place with the blue legs. He pulled the desk chair over to the bed and turned it around so he could sit with his arms crossed on the top of the back. “I assume,” he began “that our resident samhainophobic spent Halloween night cowering in your room again this year.” He paused and then continued, “You really have to get over your fear. You missed the greatest Halloween party ever.”

Philip never went out on Halloween. On Halloween night, he wouldn’t come to the door if someone called on him. He wouldn’t even look out his windows. Instead he stayed in his room with the shades drawn, apparently too frightened to even get out of bed. When pressed, he would say, “There is something within me that won’t let me do anything on Halloween.”

Since it was his only peculiarity and he was otherwise a great flat mate, Billie, Juan, and John tolerated it. But each of the four years that they had shared a flat together, they had pestered him to go out with them to one Halloween party or the other. When he refused, they would go without him and then come back to regale him with tales of debauchery. This year was no exception.

Billie’s round face was flushed slightly red and he had that continuous silly grin he got when he had too much to drink. Juan and John, with their darker skin, didn’t flush with drink, but you could tell when they had gone over their limit because they started sounding more and more like their mother. They were twins. Their father, John, was Anglo. Their mother, Juanita, was Hispanic and had a slight Spanish overlay to her speech. John and Juanita had agreed to name their first boy John, but when twins were unexpectedly born, the doctor asked what to name them. John said, “John,” and Juanita said, “Juan”– also meaning John. The doctor replied “John and Juan it is,” and that is what they were named.

Their costumes consisted of red sweatshirts, red pants, and red running shoes. On the front of John’s sweatshirt was a large white circle. In the center of the circle it said, “Thing 1.” In the center of Juan’s circle it said, “Cosa 2″

“You would not believe this party,” John said.

Juan continued John’s thought as he often did, “It was the third party we stopped at and we almost left.”

“Then SHE arrived,” John said, letting out a deep sigh.

“She was dressed as a Gypsy in gauzy harem pants and a bunch of scarves that were wound loosely around her upper body,” Juan continued. “I don’t know if she arrived barefoot, but she was barefoot as she glided around the room dancing and swaying to the music.”

“I have never seen anyone so… so… sexual,” Billie said. “It was like a cloud of perfume that followed her into the room and enveloped everyone there. She walked around the room kissing everyone– boy or girl– and by the time she had made one round of the room, the party totally changed.”

“Before she arrived, I had pretty much struck out,” John said, “but right after she arrived, one of the girls who had brushed me off grabbed me by the hand and pulled me into one of the bedrooms. She practically tore my clothes off and then stripped off her own and lay back on the bed and yelled, ‘Fuck me! Fuck me hard!’”

He smiled broadly and said, “And you know I never turn down a lady’s request.”

“I think the ladies knew they were wasting their time with me,” Juan said. “I was holding back because it normally takes a little while to scope out who is safe to come on to, but this gorgeous hunk of a man tapped me on the shoulder and said, ‘Do you want to go someplace and fuck?’”

His smile was wider than his brother’s as he said, “I thought we were going to melt the condoms, he was pumping so hard into my ass. I often have to use my hands to take me over the top while someone is fucking me, but I spurted all over the bed at the same time he erupted inside me.”

“And that was just the beginning,” Billie said. “The Gypsy girl had brought some of her own music, and when she started dancing to it, several of the girls joined her. There were six of them, plus her, and they formed sort of a circle as they danced. She loosened the scarves so that her boobs were a little more visible. Then the six girls started stripping in time to the music.”

“One of them was Darlene from the shop downstairs,” John said. “I couldn’t believe it. She is usually such an uptight little prude, but she was swaying with the music and shedding her clothes like she was possessed.”

“I tried to take her back into one of the bedrooms,” Billie said, “but we only got as far as the hallway when she knelt down in front of me and opened the zipper on the front of my costume.” His eyes got wide as he said, “She practically sucked my balls up through my prick. I’ve never felt anything like that before. And then when she was done, she stood up, smiled at me, wiped off her mouth with the back of her hand and said, ‘You taste like you could use another drink. So could I.’ She pulled me over to the bar and stood there naked while we talked.” He shook his head, “It was as if she didn’t even notice that she was naked.”

“I noticed,” John said. “She has a perfect body with those dark brown nipples and a thick black bush.” He paused and then said, “I wish she wouldn’t keep it all so covered up most of the time.”

“After we finished our drink,” Billie continued, “Darlene said, ‘Why don’t we show them how it’s done?’ and started pulling the shirt to my costume up over my head. She stripped me bare and then pulled me over to where a bunch of pillows were piled up next to the couch. She pushed the pillows around with her foot so they formed sort of a bed and then lay faced down on it. ‘If we go doggy style,’ she said, ‘you can play with my tits while you fuck me.’”

Juan interrupted. “I couldn’t believe what I was seeing when we came back out of the bedroom,” he said. “Billie and Darlene weren’t the only ones fucking in the living room. That guy from down the block had one of the Fisher sisters bent over an overstuffed chair and was ass-fucking her. He was shaking like mad as he moved slowly in and out of her ass. She was almost singing a keening wail that got shriller as he pushed in and deeper as he pulled out. I couldn’t believe it, but they were doing that for over a half-hour.”

“And all the while,” John said, “the Gypsy was dancing and swaying to her music.”

“The scarves would slip and slide around while she danced,” Juan said. “The harem pants didn’t really hide anything, but she ditched them and wound some of the scarves a little lower on her body. All of the scarves were moving around as if they had a life of their own. If you stared at her, you could see just about everything, a piece at a time.”

“There was this really strange tattoo on her abdomen,” Billie said. “Two snakes came out of her belly button. They went up and then back down so they formed two points of a star. Then it looked like there were two more snakes coming out of their mouths… or maybe they were supposed to be eating the second pair of snakes. The new pair of snakes formed two more points on the star and then ate another pair of snakes. That pair of snakes formed two more points leaving just the area right above her slit bare. The snake on the left side of her abdomen ate another snake while the one on the right kept going as they merged together to form a single mouth that was tattooed right over her cunt. There was some form of weird writing with one letter in each point of the star.”

“That’s a form of an ouroboros,” Philip said calmly. “Normally it’s a circle. It’s a very powerful occult symbol.” He sat up against his pillows, being careful to keep the sheet over his body.

“When the seven snakes are combined with the seven-pointed star,” he continued, “the ouroboros becomes the symbol of Babalon, also known as the Scarlet Woman or the Mother of Abominations. It is spelled similar to the city of Babylon, but it is pronounced totally different. Both a’s are sounded as long, and the o is just a little bit different. He then sounded out the name as “Bay, bay, long.” He smiled and said, “Drop the g, but that’s how it is supposed to be pronounced. The letters in the points of the star spell out her name. The star of the Scarlet Woman is one of the most powerful symbols of the occult, and Babalon, herself, is one of the more powerful spirits or deities.”

“I don’t know about that,” John said, “but this girl was the mother of all sluts… and she turned those six girls into…”

“Fucking machines!” Juan said loudly. “Just before Midnight she yells out, ‘Clear the floor,’ and a bunch of guys start moving all of the furniture to the edges of the living room.”

“Then,” John took back up, “she calls the six girls back and says, ‘Time to form the star.’ They lay on their backs in a circle with their heads to the middle and their legs spread out until their feet are touching the next girl’s. The Gypsy girl stands so that her feet are touching the feet of two of the girls so it completes the circle or star or whatever it was. Then she starts dancing and swaying again.”

Billie continued, “All of the girls on the ground started moaning and humping up into the air. They were groaning and calling out, ‘Fuck me… fuck me… fuck me… fuck me…’ It was unbelievable.”

“Pretty soon,” Juan said, “all of the guys at the party were naked and standing in line. I prefer men, but somehow I just had to fuck one of these girls. Every guy there– including the hunk who had gone to the bedroom with me– was lining up for a shot at the girls in the star.”

“The other girls at the party were standing in line, too,” John said. “It was like it had turned into some kind of orgy.”

Billie shook his head and said, “I’ve never done anything like that before. I mean, I usually want some privacy when a girl and I are going to go at it. But for some reason, I just couldn’t help myself.”

“Neither could I,” Juan said.

“Nor me,” John added. “And for some reason, I had more… staying power… than normal. I think I fucked that one chick for like an hour before I finally shot my wad into her. … and she was still yelling for more.”

“And one thing really weird,” Juan said.

“Like the rest of it wasn’t?” Billie interrupted.

“Every time one of the guys got finished and stood up,” Juan said rapidly, “the Gypsy girl would reach down and scoop all of the cum out of the girl’s cunt and smear it on her body. You could see her skin glistening with cum through the scarves.”

“We all sort of lost track of time,” John said.

“That’s easy to do when you are fucking one girl after another,” Juan added.

“A couple times,” Billie said, “one of the other girls would kneel down between one of the six girls’ legs and start eating them out. They would wiggle their ass in the air and one of the guys would kneel behind them and take them doggy style.”

“When they got done,” John continued, “they would stand up and walk over to the Gypsy girl and spit the cum they had sucked up from the girl on the floor out onto the Gypsy’s skin . Then they would stand with their legs wide apart and let the Gypsy girl scoop the cum out of their own cunts.”

“It was crazy,” Juan said.

“It must have been around six or seven in the morning,” Billie said, “at least it wasn’t really dark out anymore, when the music suddenly got louder and louder and louder.”

“The Gypsy girl started taking off her scarves, one at a time,” John said.

“And throwing them out to one of the boys,” Juan added.

“For some reason,” Billie continued, “the guys started counting as soon as she threw the first scarf.”

“With each scarf,” John said, holding his hands like he was catching something, “the count got louder.”

“The guys were practically screaming by the time it got to six,” Juan added.

“There was only one scarf left,” Billie said, “and when she threw that, she would be totally naked.”

“She had it wound up around her so it covered her tits and the front of her crotch,” John said.

“So, we were all really waiting for that seventh scarf,” Juan added with a deep laugh.

“But just then,” Billie said slowly, holding his hands out in front of himself like he was trying to protect himself from something, “the snakes started moving.”

“We all stepped back and stared,” John said excitedly. “Those snakes were twisting and wriggling their way around the star. It looked like one by one they went into the Gypsy’s cunt which was still hidden behind the seventh scarf.

“And then it got even weirder,” Juan said. “She disappeared in a puff of smoke.”

“No,” Billie said, “she became a puff of smoke. Her whole body shimmered for a moment, then there was just smoke in the shape of her body.”

“That seventh scarf sort of hovered in the air for a moment,” John said, moving his arms to indicate something in the air in front of himself. “Then it dropped to the ground.” His arms dropped flat against his body.

“As soon as that scarf touched the floor all hell broke loose,” Billie said rising from the chair. “Darlene jumped to her feet and started screaming.”

“The other five girls in the star,” John said, “were also on their feet, but they looked more confused than anything else.”

“At least they didn’t scream,” Juan said.

“One of them yelled, ‘Somebody drugged us,’” Billie said. “That’s when Winston, whose flat the party was in, yelled loudly, ‘There’s nothing in the food… or drinks. It was that woman.’”

“‘What woman?!’ Darlene yelled back. ‘The Gypsy woman,’ Winston said firmly, ‘the one with the seven scarves and the weird tattoo.’”

“That’s when,” John said, “someone threw one of the scarves to the girls. Pretty soon, everyone who had caught a scarf threw it to one of the girls. I picked up the one that had fallen to the floor– the seventh one– and threw it to Darlene.”

“The girls stood around talking to each other for a few minutes,” Juan said. “They kept shaking their heads and pulling the scarves through their hands. ‘It felt like a dream,’ Darlene finally said. ‘But it was real.’”

“Winston walked to the middle of the room and said softly,” Billie continued, “‘I think it is time for all of you to leave.’”

“So…” John said, holding out his arms, “here we are.”

Billie suddenly looked a lot more sober as he said, “Philip, you seem to know a lot about this. You’re the one working on a degree in the occult arts. Can you tell us what happened?”

“My degree,” Philip replied, “is in Ancient Mythology and Rituals, and I think somebody gave you all some magic mushrooms.”

“But you knew about the star and the snakes,” John said firmly. “You KNOW what happened, don’t you?”

“Yes, I know about the star… and the snakes,” Philip answered, “and about Babalon, the Mother of Abominations.”

“Then tell us what you know,” Juan insisted.

Philip grimaced and looked out at his three flat mates. “OK,” he finally said. “The snakes… the ouroboros is a symbol of rebirth or perhaps eternal life. The seven-pointed star is the symbol of Babalon. According to the myths, when the symbols are combined the resulting symbol is more than a symbol, it is Babalon, herself.”

Billie raised his eyebrows and said, “Meaning?..”

“It means that Babalon lives in the symbol,” Philip said. “And the symbol itself is alive. If necessary, it can survive on the walls of a tomb for hundreds, if not thousands, of years and then transfer itself to a suitable living host looking sort of like a tattoo. The snake star of Babalon was supposedly found in an Egyptian tomb when it was opened on October 31, 1927, but all traces of it disappeared before any photographs could be taken. The diggers said that it must have transferred itself to one of the scientists, or perhaps one of their helpers, but no one knows because all of the scientists died before they could publish any of their findings. Many of the diggers also died. Only one helper– you would call them interns today– survived, but no one knows what happened to him.”

“Wow,” Juan said using his hand like a claw to clamp over his face. “It’s a giant parasite eating away at you like in those Mummy movies.”

“No,” Philip said, “according to the legends, it actually benefits the host. In exchange for keeping and protecting the symbol, the host is given eternal youth… essentially eternal life. It doesn’t kill anyone. Those scientists all died from inhaling a toxic fungus that had been sealed up in the tomb. If they had taken rudimentary precautions, they would all have survived.”

“So where did the Gypsy girl come from?” John asked.

“That was Babalon,” Philip said. “On nights like Halloween, she can materialize a corporeal form so that she can absorb the energies of life.”

“That’s why she was smearing the cum all over herself,” Juan said excitedly.

“Yes,” Philip answered, “but when the sun rose, she had to return to her wall or host or wherever.”

“Weird,” Billie said.

“And she is not the weirdest or most dangerous spirit that roams on Halloween,” Philip said. “There are many much more dangerous entities that could have crashed your Halloween party.”

“You believe all that shit, don’t you?” John said.

“No wonder you hide on Halloween,” Juan added.

“Yes,” Philip said flatly, “I believe it. I have reason to. And, yes, that’s why I hide on Halloween.”

He paused and then said, “And now, if you don’t mind, I would like to get up and go take a shower.”

He made a motion with his hands shooing the three out of his room and they left. Then Philip slowly pulled the sheet back and looked down at his body. The cum was dried and caked, forming a thick coating on his stomach and legs.

He ran his fingers down his abdomen, tracing the star that was just beginning to sink further into his skin and disappear. “I hope you fed well,” he said. Then he watched as the symbol, with its writhing snakes, slowly faded.

Rising to his feet, he said, “I think we can stay here one more year before too many people begin talking about a Gypsy girl who crashes their Halloween parties.” He shrugged. “Or perhaps they will begin noticing that I don’t age.” He opened his closet and pulled a robe tightly around his body. “In any case,” he said, “I will soon have to find a new university to attend… someplace where I can study the ancient myths… and someplace where you can find enough life essence to sustain you from Halloween to Halloween.”

He opened his door and walked down to the bathroom at the end of the hall. As he walked, he was quietly humming a tune. If any of his flat mates had been able to hear it, they would have recognized it as the tune that was playing as the Gypsy girl disappeared.

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Play Things III by Sexy Mommy

Introduction:

Back at school after a little morning delite.All my stories take place on an alternate earth with an orbit 3X that of our earth, making ages 1/3 what they would be on earth, and thus the age of consent is 6.

Michael eventually came home about 11:30, I was asleep as far as he knew and let that illusion hold. He went to bed and was softly snooring in a few minutes, I had let Mary have control of herself for a while and her mind was spinning. I can tell when it’s just me enjoying what I do, and I can tell when my host is enjoying it, and Mary was enjoying it to the fullest. I don’t know if she ever had these thoughts before, I didn’t see any in the memories I looked through, but she was in to it now. Her thoughts were running fast; should she do it again, she wanted to, but it was wrong, but it was so very good, he liked it, she liked it, how could that be wrong? Would he tell someone? she could be in a lot of trouble. He wouldn’t tell, he said so. It was so naughty, so nasty, so much fun.

2:30 rolled around and she was still thinking about what we had done, when the door opened and Tommy came quietly in to the room. He walked to her side of the bed and whispered “Mom.”

“What Baby?” she asked. 

“My report card is on the table, I need it signed before I go to school in the morning.” he said in a quiet hush. Why he needed to mention this now seemed like more of a pretense to me.

“OK, Ill do it first thing.” Mary told him, I was just observing right now.

“Thanks” and he started to walk away.

Mary reached out and grabbed the front of his briefs and stopped him. Her hand quickly went to the shaft that made a bulge in the front, and stroke it up and down several times. He was hard when he walked in, and harder now. When she felt how firm his cock was, she wasted no time, she pulled the briefs down and pulled him toward her, while scooting to the edge of the bed. Her husband, his father, lay sleeping 3 feet away as she swallowed his cock to the hilt. 

I could feel the wetness growing between her legs, I could sense how excited she was, but I was not in control. 

Mary bobbed up and down, taking it all in, then pulling out until just the head remained in her warm mouth. Back and forth with a quick, but not frantic motion, she was in full control. As young men are prone to do, after 3 or 4 minutes, he shot his load in to her mouth, and Mary greedily swallowed every drop, and sucked hard to make sure none remained behind. When she was done, she tucked him back inside his underware.

“Anything else Baby?” she asked with a whisper.

Thompson just shook his head and went back to his room, his head in a daze.

The morning came and Michael was up and gone to work by 7:00. Mary woke right after, showered, and dressed. Tommy would be up soon, and I thought he should get a show. I found a pink garter belt, pale pink stockings, and lovely pink lace bra, pink worked exceptionally well with her tan skin. White leather pumps finished it off, and her makeup was pure sexy milf. A silk robe with a pale pink flower print covered Mary’s shoulders, but little else, we didn’t bother even trying to close it. 

Tommy was down stairs eating breakfast when I came down, and he snapped around when I entered the kitchen. 

“Hey Baby” I said as I walked in.

“You look great mom.” he said. I liked it when he stared.

“Thanks, ready for school?” I asked leaning over the counter. I’m not entirly sure who was in charge now.

“Yep, with time to spare.” he said.

“Want to give it to mommy one more time before school?” I asked with a little lick of my lips.

A big grin and a nod was all the answer I needed. I took his hand and we went to the front room. I opened the blinds so I could see outside, took off my robe and got on the couch, on my hands and knees. He knew what to do this time, and he got on the couch behind me. I looked back and smiled at him, naked from the waist down, and said “Be a good boy and fuck mommy hard like last night, ok?”

He nodded again, and found the right hole first time. he was getting better, starting slow and stady, and getting faster as he went. I watched out the window, neighbors walked by, none bothering to look up at the window to see a mother getting drilled hard by her son. Me head was diverted from the window with a sudden jerk of my ponytail, he yanked it hard and my head snapped back. I moaned loudly.

“That’s it Baby, fuck your mommy good and hard.” I managed to get out between a gasp and a groan.

He yanked my head back again, and it felt like heaven. he brought his small hand down hard on my ass and I started to shake, moments later I felt him start to cum and I screamed out loud, and long, my pussy felt like it was on fire, and when he started to slow, I pushed back harder and kept the orgasm going. When it was over, I stood up, boy cum ran down my leg, and I let it. It ran over my stockings and half way to my knee. 

“You better get going if your going to catch you bus.” I told him. I touched his hand, and went in to him, my work here was done.

“Right!” and he scrambeled to get dressed, grabbed his book bag, and was out the door. 

Mary stood in the open door, bra, garter, stockings and heels, and her sons cum running down her leg as she waved goodbye to him. We got on the bus.

So what should my next play things be? I wasn’t sure, I rarely am, so I just went person to person at school, looking for something interesting.

I went to the office receptionist, they useually know everything that goes on in a school, they know everything and everyone. Penny the receptionist was 42, cute, slightly chubby but in a pleasent way. She was also a freak, and that was cool. She was a sub, she longed to be dominated and controled. She was also very shy, which ment she was unable to let anyone know about what she really wanted. She was decidedly Bi, but this was more because she longed to be dominated, that was the thrill, she didn’t care who it was, the submission was the goal. That is not to say she didn’t have likes, she just liked anyone she thought would take control of her. I could use this.

The principle was a tall redhead with large breasts, and she liked to show them off, at least as much as reasonable in an elementary school. She wore dresses to show off her long legs, and was herself very sexually frustrated. Being 5’11” made most guys afraid of her, and she had trouble getting dates, being named Veronica didn’t help. She was a firm hetero, for now. 

When I went to Veronica, I decided to give her and penny what they needed.

“Penny, in here please.”I said from the office doorway. and went to my desk and sat. Penny entered. “Shut the door please.”

She did.

“Your work has been sloppy lately, you don’t show up on time, you don’t get your work done on time, and you even dress sloppy.” I said with firm distance.

“I’m sorry Veronica..” She started, confused as this had never been her style.

“Miss Tribadoux. It’s Miss Tribadoux.” I stated. This caught her off guard.

“Miss, Tribadoux, yes. I’m sorry.” She ended, unsure of where to go now.

“Your sorry what?” I paused and she said nothing. “I’m sorry Miss Tribadoux, is that what you mean?”

“Yes, I’m sorry Miss Tribadoux.” she stammered, scared.

I stood, and walked around my desk. Just look at the way you are dressed.” I scolded. “You dress like a frumpy old spinster. Ever considered a dress that didn’t go to your ankles?” I paused. “How about a bra that keeps those girls up somewhere north of the equator?” I paused again. “You work sloppy, you dress sloppy.” I stopped. She stared stright ahead whil I stood slightly behind her.

“I’ll do better. I promise.” she said, and I was sensing a slight bit of excitement coming from her.

“Promise? You need to be punished.” I said as she started to panic. “Put your hands on the desk.”

She started to step forward.

“I didn’t tell you to walk, just put your hands on the desk.” and she did it, reaching out with one hand, then the other. She stood bent over, head down, shame and fear all over her. I pulled a ruler off the desk, and it made a thwack when it hit her ass. 

She yelped before swallowing her voice.

“You will do better, wont you.”

“Yes Veroni…” 

Thwack, the ruler cam down harder on her ass again. “It’s Miss Tribadoux”

“Yes Miss Tribadoux.” she stammered. 

“Good, we’ll have daily sessions to make sure you stay on task, understand?”

“Yes Ver.. I mean Miss Tribadoux.” She corrected herself.

“Your learning. that is good.” I told her, I ran the ruler softly up and down her thighs. “You are kind of cute, in a plain sort of way.” I went on. “Stand, and come to this side of the desk.” and she did.

I pulled the chair away from the desk, and she stood centered.

“I have work to do. But I also have a lot of stress. I need to relieve my stress, but I can’t stop working. do you understand?” I asked.

“Not really.” she said.

“Not really what?” I scolded again.

“Not really Miss Tribadoux” she said.

“Ill show you. Get on your hands and knees.” She hesitated. “DO IT NOW.” I said with some force. 

She did as instructed.

“Now scoot back under the desk.” She did until her ass met wood. “Good.”

I pulled the chair up and sat down, pulling my skirt up as I did, exposing the nude colored pantyhose to the waist. I brought the chair as close as I could, opened the center drawer, Penny ducked her head as I did. I pulled out a pair of scissors and carefully trimmed the cotton panel out of the hose. Panic was the predominate expression on Penny’s face as she stared through the new hole. Scissors away, I put first my right foot then my left on the desk, catching my heels on the edge. 

“OK Penny, your going to make me cum to help with my stress, do you understand?” She stayed frozen. I reached under her chin, tilting her face up to me, “Do you understand? You are going to lick my pussy until I cum, now get to it.” and with that I reached behind her head, and jammed her face in to my pussy. It was a mass of curly red hair, and I moved her head around until her lips were on mine.

“”EAT.” I commanded. 

She did. Slowly at first, her tongue running up through the hair, then a little firmer, eventually her tongue touched my labia and it made me shiver. I pulled her face hard in to me.

“I have work to do, I can’t be helping you eat my pussy, so get to work.” I scolded her again.

She started working more in earnest, and soon she was doing a good job. I was getting close when a knock came at the door.

“Yes?” I said as I brought my legs down and scooted in to the desk, the large desk provided enough space fit Penny, and my legs. “Come in.”

Mrs. Greene, third grade teacher, and local tell all came in. she rambled on for a few minutes, and after a couple I reached under the table and put penny back to work on me. Using her hand this time. what seemed like hours later…

“Alright, I will take care of that for you, yes, yes, goodbye Mrs. Greene,” and she left.

I scooted my hips off the chair and pulled Penny’s face back in to me, this time she went right to work. I held her against me as I pulled back, and put my feet back up on the edge of the desk. I started working my hips up and down on her face.

“Thats a good sub bitch. That’s what you are, you are MY sub bitch now.” I told her, and she seemed to like it, and started working harder. “Eat my pussy little bitch, eat you masters pussy good.” this really got her going. I squeeled as I pulled her hard in to my cunt, I did everything I could to not be loud, but I came hard, and I don’t know how quiet I was.

When I was done, I pushed her away. “You are all wet, your makeup is a mess, get cleaned up. She climbed out and stood, smoothed her dress and started to leave.

“Wait, come here bitch.” and she returned. “Lift your dress.” she did past her knees. “Higher, all the way.” She pulled it up until I couldn’t see he face. Tan panty hose, white granny panties, and a bush that was escaping even from them was before me.

“OK, drop it.” I told her. “In the future, stockings or thigh highs, no more pantyhose. No underware unless I give you permission, dresses and skirts just above the knee, not below, heels, minimum 4 inches, get some bras that push those girls up. Do you understand? You have all weekend to go shopping, text me for approval of anytihng you buy. And get that nasty bush waxed, you don’t get to keep any hair, none, do you understand?”

She nodded, a look of contentment and fullfillment was hard to hide. 

“Go, I have work to do.” and I waved her away and pretended to work at my desk as she left.

I stayed with Veronica throughout the day, and went home with her, she was at least interesting and I thought I could spend a few days with her, I at least had to stay to see how Penny followed orders.

Play Things II by Sexy Mommy

Introduction:

A new, only slightly dysfunctional family gets a visit.I left Susan in the now very capable, and controlling hands of Lori. I went to school with Lori to find my next play mates, and it didn’t take too long. I found a teacher who remembered having a student with a very attractive mother a few years ago, trip to the office, in to the secratary, look up the records, and the home address is mine. Meadow Lark lane sounded so nice. Odds are no one would be home now, so I had time to kill. I bounced around the school, class to class, grade to grade, it is amazing, and frightening, what is in some of these kid’s heads. 

I climbed aboard a substitute teacher at the end of the day, they don’t have to stay after for any duties, and had her drive me to the house on Meadow Lark lane. Meadow Lark lane is a long, slightly winding street in an older part of the city. When built these were most likely middle income homes, but as the city grew around them, the large lots made them very valuable. Most, including my destination, had been remodeled to about 3 times their origional size, and now this area was one of the most desireable in the city. Walked up to the house, rang the bell, and the door promptly opened. 

“Hello, I’m Mrs. Brown.” my surigate said with an extended hand. I actually never bothered learning her name. They shook hands, I moved in, and “Mrs. Brown” walked away with a confused look about her.

Mary Dunlap was a beauty no doubt. She was 32, dark brown hair half way down her back, an even medium tan, facial features that would seem perfect, tight figure, and stunningly long, shapely legs. Her husband, Michael, was an international investment banker, he made embarrassing amounts of money, and that is exactly why she married him. He was not a bad person, or a good person for that matter, in fact, he basically had no personality at all. Mary wed him for money, he wed her for a trophy wife, and a year later, they had a son. The perfect family to present to the board of directors at events requiring such things. He worked long hours, traveled often, and was essentially absent even when present.

Thompson Dunlap, their now 12 year old son, was a victem of the ever trendy, and equally pretensious, craze of using sir names as first names. He just went by Tommy around the house. Good kid, good grades, good at sports, he really was an outstanding person overall. Blond like his dad, but tall and lean like his mom, truly the best of both of them.

Mary shut the door and I took a stroll through her life. She would do most wonderfully. We went up stairs and I examined the goods. Everything was even better under the light dress she wore. She seemed flawless. Rummage through the closet (it’s easier the trodding through memories) looking for what ever I might find. She had a wordrobe that seemed endless. 

Michael, would of course, be working late tonight, but Tommy would be home in about an hour, just about enough time to get everything ready. Shower, shave, hair, dress, makeup, perfume, ready.

Tommy came bounding home just as Mary brought us down stairs. 

“Wow, why are you all dressed up mom?” Tommy asked.

“Oh, just wanted to feel pretty. Am I?” she quarried.

“Sure.” Tommy said with a hint of uneasiness in his voice. 12 years old boys tend to be uncomfortable expressing such things.

I tried to walk sexy down the remaining stairs. The black skirt was above the knee several inches, and just long enough that you couldn’t see the cuff of the tan thigh highs. The slit in the back was quite high, a good thing because as tight as it was, no one would ever be able to walk in it otherwise. A loose fitting silk blouse was unbuttoned way too far, and Mary’s breasts seemed to defy gravity with subtle swaying under it. They didn’t need a bra, these were a cosmetic surgeons swan song, only they were natural, full c-cups. Black snake skin pumps finished the bottom, a long string of pearls, that was supposed to be worn as a double, hung down far, drawing the eyes where I wanted them, and matching earings did the top. I had french braided my hair in to a long pony tail.

“Do some homework, I’ll order dinner.” I told him.

“Eating alone again?” he asked.

“He hasen’t called, but I assume so.” I said, and he accepted it as normal.

Mary went and called in an order of Chinese from a place they liked, Tommy seemed to watch her as she walked away, or perhaps sauntered was a more apt description. 

40 minutes later, and food arrived. I called Tommy to dinner and he was there in a moment. I brought him a plate of food, not a normal thing, but it allowed me to bend over in front of him, and linger there for a moment… or two. His eyes were transfixed, following the pearls down.

“Oh, my blouse came open.” I said with what seemed like fake embarrasment even to me. “You’re not supposed to be looking there naughty boy.” I said with a grin, and walked away. I did not button up.

Tommy’s face was a curious shade of crimson.

I went to get my plate and bring it to the table. I managed to drop a chop stick on the floor, bent over fully facing away from him. I don’t know exactly how much he saw, but I know he looked, I could feel air across my labia.

We ate at the kitchen island side by side. I brushed my leg against him more than once, I’m not sure he caught on. Young boys can be so obvlious, even young girls catch on so much faster. When I’d talk to him, I’d lay my hand on his thigh, letting it linger longer than it should. It made him squirm in his seat. The actual conversation was meaningless, but we talked and ate. After dinner he stayed in his seat, I think he didn’t want me to see the tent he’d pitched in his shorts. I stood against the counter,, beside him yet facing him. I managed to make enough small body movements that Mary’s right breast was becoming exposed, the nipple just hidden by the white silk, the areola clearly showing. He noticed. 

He cleared his throat. 

Mary’s phone rang. 

“Hello Michael.” I said answering it. Short version, he would be late, we should eat without him. I didn’t bother telling him we already had. “Here,” I said holding the phone towards Tommy, “He wants to talk to you.”

He took the phone and I started to walk around behind him. As he started talking, I ran my hand around under his arm from behind, I ran my hand up and down his stomach a few times, I then plunged in, reached down and grabbed his already hard cock. It wasn’t the largest thing I’d ever seen, 5 inches, well proportioned, and it would do. He let out a subtle gasp.

“Fine.” he said to his dad on the phone. 

I pressed up against him from behind, and stroked up and down through his shorts. He continued to talk to his dad, and I liked the control this gave me. I spun his bar stool around and had him facing me. I unbuttoned the two buttons the held the blouse together, opened it wide, and tossed it away. Tommy stared hard.

He didn’t seem to be talking at the moment, and I could sort of hear his dad through the phone rambling on about something. I reached behind his head and guided his mouth to my almost painfully hard right nipple. He was slow to move, but soon was gently nursing from me again. He abruptly pulled away.

“Yea, I’m listening.” he told the phone.

I dropped down and tugged his shorts off, tossing these aside also. The side zipper on the skirt made it easy to remove, and it soon joined the assorted clothing scattered around the room. There were no panties tonight. Tommy stared unabashedly at my pussy. Mary kept it waxed clean, and it looked good. I ran a finger through it’s wetness, and it was very wet. I was close to dripping. I put my moist finger up to his lips, he seemed hesitant, and I gently pushed past his lips where he sucked it clean.

“Mmm.” I whispered in his un used ear. 

He kept speaking to his dad, I had no idea what they could be talking about this long. I swung one leg over and stradeled him in the chair, my lips pushed up against the underside of his shaft. I started tilting my hips back and forth, rubbing against his cock.

“OK, bye d-dad.” he said with a slight stutter. He never had a stutter before.

I took the phone, hit the red end button, and sat it on the counter. I lifted up, then brought my hips down, engulfing him up in one motion. He gasped, I moaned. 

“Oh baby, that’s so good.” I told him. “You like that don’t you?”

He sort of nodded, staring at my breasts again, or had he ever stopped?

I started slow grinding, but I could see he was coming to a conclusion quickly, and not surprisingly. I hopped off him, not wanting him to dirty my pussy, not yet anyway. I took his hand and led him to the family room where I sat him down in his dad’s favorite chair. I opened his legs a bit, dropped to my knees in front of him, and with a wicked smile, bent forward and swallowed his cock. Tommy just sat there, stunned for about 60 seconds. After that, he started breathing hard and fast.

“ma…mom…I’m gon..” he tried speaking.

And then he shot in my mouth. His hips jerked for a minute, and hot, sticky cum shot in my mouth and got swollowed down. I pulled off his dick, and stood up, keeping eye contact the whole time, I smiled wickedly. I walked over to my purse, retrieved my lipstick, and fixed my smudged lips. I walked slowly back to him, almost naked, stockings and heels was all I had on.

“Did you enjoy that baby?” I asked. 

“Yea.” the reply short and sweet. 

“Go finish your homework, then maybe there will be somemore of this for you.” I used both hands to squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples in front of him. 

He scampered off quickly, grabbing his shorts on his way through the kitchen. I smiled as he ran. I got dressed again also, only 1 button this time. Cleaned the kitchen, gathered my things, and went to Mary’s bedroom. I tried to find something extra sexy to wear, couldn’t really find anything I liked better then the simple bit I was wearing. I took off the blouse and skirt, through on a see through black babydoll, and called it good. 

“Done with your homework big fella?” I asked from his doorway. 

“Almos…” he started speaking as he spun his chair around from his desk.

I walked toward him, his stunned silence filled in for his approval. 

“What are you studying tonight?” I said with a bit of a spin.

“Math.” he said with no inflection in his voice.

“Let’s just see.” and I looked at the worksheet he had in front of him. “Hmmm, …” and I read off one of the problems as I sat on the edge of his bed, simple algebra stuff.

“X equals 5?” he said with a question in his voice.

“Good.” I said. I spread my legs a little, and pulled the babydoll up a few inches. I read another problem.

“X equals 8.” he said with more confidence.

“Very good.” I opened up a few more inches, and pulled the nighty up another inch, not that it actually hid anything, you could see right through it. “Next problem..”

“Y equals 7” he said

“Sorry” I said, closing my legs and pulling the nighty down.

He was so dissapointed, but he didn’t miss another problem after that. Soon I was laying back on his bed, legs splayed wide, using one hand to stroke my slit, and the other to squeeze my tits.

“I think we’ve studied enough” I suggested, and I stood up. “Get undressed and come with me.” He was naked and right behind me before I could get to his door. I took him to my bedroom, turned quickly and grabbed his erect cock. Stroking it hard, I whispered in his ear, “I’m going to let you fuck me tonight, hopefully several times, but you can’t tell, ok?”

He nodded.

I threw the comforter and blankets aside, and pushed him on to the bed. I climbed on the bed, and was quickly over his hips, labia 2 inches above the tip of his cock. I started rubbing my clit. Harder. Faster. It didn’t take long, my first orgasm washed over me with amazing release, right as it peaked, I dropped down on that young cock, and buryied it deep inside me. 

“Oh fuck mommy baby, fuck mommy good.” I cried out as I bounced up and down with a furious rythem. My orgasm seemed to sustain itself, turning in to a long steady moan, as my cunt seemed alive on it’s own. As I finally started to come down from it, I could see Tommy getting ready.

“No no baby, not in mommy’s cunt yet.” I said as I jumped off him. I grabbed his cock and started to suck it, and just before I got it in he shot all over me, I swallowed the last half, the rest on my face. 

“Well, you came on mommy.” I told him, as I moved up to his face. He said nothing.

I bent over and kissed him, He was very awkward and clumsy, but soon our tongues were entertwined like serpents. I don’t know if he could taste his cum in my mouth, but I could. I broke our kiss.

“You made mommy’s face dirty, lick it off.” I said as I turned my most assulted cheek to him. “Go ahead” 

He licked my cheek, and down to the corner of my mouth, then we kissed again for a few minutes.

“Such a good boy.” I said, “That was fun, and I can tell you liked it to. Think you’re up for more?” I looked down at his boy dick, bald, pale, smooth, hard again. “I guess so.”

I rolled over on my back, opened up, and invited him in. “Come on baby, this is mommy’s second favorite way to get fucked.”

He crawled around and up between my legs, a couple of blind stabs that missed their mark, and I interviened.

“Slow down sweetie, let mommy help.” I reached down and guided him in. He started thrusting right away, rapid, short thrusts. It felt nice. 

My phone rang again. I hoped I knew who it was, I was right.

“Hello Michael,” I said with some enthusiam, while Tommy screwed his mom good. “Dinner out [ugh] with the [ugh] German [ugh] clients [ugh]. I understand [ugh]. No, I’m [umm] I’m fine [ugh], I was just [ugh] excersizing.” I gave tommy a long sustained kiss while his dad went on. ” I wrapped my legs around his hips, locking my ankels behind his tiny ass. I started pulling him hard in to me. 

“I totally understand Michael.” I said in a quick statement, biting my lip to stiffel a moan. “You do your work, I’ll take care of Tommy and make sure he gets to bed.” I pulled him extra hard, his pelvis slapped against my wet pussy lips. “Just getting some excersize honey.” I pulled him hard again. Slapping wet sounds were now obvious, even through the phone. “Ok, see you about midnight.” and I hung up.

“OK baby, fuck mommy like a big boy now, give it to me hard.” And I pulled him in to me again, hard. 

He was thrusting in me hard and fast, I was thrusting up at him just as hard. “OK baby, mommy’s going to cum now. Here it comes baby, keep fucking mommy no matter what…HERE I CUM BABY.” I screamed out, my hips thrust and gyrated wildly, “Fuck me hard baby.” and he did, he slammed in to me, and my orgasm ran on and onuntil he stopped. 

I looked up at him, sweat matted hair streaked across my face. I brushed it aside.

“Did you cum inside mommy?” I Asked. 

“Yes.” he said, looking down ashamed.

“It’s fine baby, I wanted you to. I want you to cum in mommy lots of times. OK baby?” I reasurred him.

He looked at me oddly.

“I want your cum in me, I love you and want you in me. It felt good didn’t it?” I asked

“Yea, real good mom.” he said.

“Good baby,” I said right as his semi hard cock slipped out and what seemed like way too much boy cum started flowing out of my cunt. I lay there in it, something about the nastyness of it made it all so exciting, his cum running down over my anus, making it wet, pooling in a puddle on the bed between my ass cheeks.

I reached down and started stroking it again. “Think you’ve got another one in you” I asked, I hoped. He said nothing, his young cock answered growing hard again. 

“Want to see mommy’s favorite way to get screwed?” I asked. 

“Yes.” he practically shouted. He was of very few words tonight.

I sat up in a puddle of cum, rolled over, and got on my hands and knees. “Come fuck mommy like this, get behind me and fuck mommy as hard as you can.”

He seemed to take that as a challenge. I spread my legs wide when I realized I was too high for him, and he went right in. His first thrust went about half way up my ass, thankfully lubed by his cum. 

“Not there baby,”I said, pulling his dick out of my anus. “You don’t grt that until later.” and I gave him a smile as I guided him to the right hole.

Once in, he was like an animal. Pound, pound pound, thrusts hard and fast. The sloppy wet sounds filled the room, sweat combined with musky pussy and boy cum filled the air, and it was intoxicating. He grabbed my hips hard and was raveging me, hard and fast, I was getting close again.

“Pull my hair.”I yelled at him between moaning pants. “Pull my hair!” I yelled again louder. It shocked him, but he grabbed my pony tail and tugged. “Harder, pull it harder.” I panted out. He yanked it, I let out a long sustained moan. I hoped a little pain would finish me off, and yelling at him would sustaing him long enough to allow it to happen.

“Pull it and spank my ass.” I screamed.

He did, a tepid little pat really.

“Spank your mommy’s ass hard damn it.” and he did. He pulled my hair and my head went back, his right hand came down hard on my ass and I lost it. I screamed out louder then ever before, “Fuck yea baby,”I yelled “Fuck it hard.” and I came, I came with the best orgasm Mary had ever had. She lost control, squirted all over the bed and Tommy. Tommy came right after, adding a load of pre-pubicient boy cum to the bed. When I stopped screaming, when my cunt and ass stopped twitching, and my hips stopped shaking, I fell over on the bed, Tommy’s cock slipping out easy.

I lay there for several minutes in a pool of sex fluids, something that would normally gross me out, but Mary and I both seemed to like it for it’s nastiness, Tommy’s cum now coated my pelvis front and back, my stockings smeared in places with his young seman. Tommy sat on his haunches, exahusted.

‘Looks like I have to change the sheets.” I said to no one really. 

‘Sorry mom.” Tommy, looking sad.

“Don’t be, it was so worth it. Half of it’s mine anyway.” I told him. He seemed ok with that. “Why don’t you go shower,” I told him with a kiss, a long kiss. “Ill change these sheets and take one myself.”

He left to do as told, I got out of bed, kicked off my heels, and peeled off the stockings. Then went about the bed. Showered and feeling fresh, I put the black babydoll back on, a black thong, and I went down stairs. The rest of the evening was normal. Tommy went to bed, and I waited till about 11:00 and did the same. 

This was going to be fun.

Play Things by Sexy Mommy

Introduction:

Susan and Lori are a typical mother daughter pair, so why not stir that pot up a bit.All my stories take place on an alternate earth, where they orbit the sun about every 1200 days, making one of their years like 3 of ours. Thus the age of sexual consent is 6ish, depending on the state.

I have existed for as long as I can remember. That is a very long time. As a being that lives outside the physical realm, time has very little meaning to me. I exist in what you would describe as an energy state, but it is necessary for me to be a part of a physical life most of the time, I could survive a few days without occupying a physical body at most. The beings I inhabit are unaware of me, I can control them 100%, or leave them in complete control. I can let them remember everything when I am in control, or leave them with no memory at all, or some combination of the two. 

As you could imagine, having lived for so long, my memory goes back several thousand years, keeping myself entertained is difficult. Sometimes I am very good, think of the murderer that suddenly confesses and spares the family a trial, could be me. Sometimes I am not so good, this would be one of those times.

I found my play things while in the body of an elementary school teacher, I searched her memory for what I wanted, it took several teachers before the right ones were found.

Lori was a cute as a button blond, with a cute little face, pony tails, and just the perfect amount of baby fat left in her cheeks, while the rest of her was quite tall and slender. There were many such suitable subjects, but what made her right was her mother.  Just 30, she was beautiful, with long red hair, but where her daughter was tall and thin, presumably from her father, Susan was short and fit, with decidedly perky features. They were perfect because of her mother’s professional career, and no man at home. I arranged to work car pick up that afternoon, made up an excuse to say hello to Susan, touched her hand, and moved right in. Transferring from one person to another is always best by touch, otherwise unexpected thing may happen. I tried to jump between cars once, ended up three time zones away.

Once in Susan, I made arrangements to take Friday off from work, several things needed to be arranged.  I won’t spoil the story by telling you everything I did, but one was to set up a small hidden video camera in the living room, this I didn’t let Susan remember. Then Friday afternoon, I picked Lori up from school, and started the plan.

“Have much homework tonight?” I asked.

“Nope.” was the short reply.

“Good, I thought we could do movie and pizza night.” 

“Yea, sounds great, can we watch….” she went on about some movie only a 9 year old could want to watch, I just nodded and said it was fine. 

One large pizza delivered, one bad movie picked up at red box, everything else ready. Lori took the pizza in to the family room.

“I’ll be in with drinks in a minute.” I told her back as she scampered off. “go ahead and start the movie.” 

A few minutes later, I brought in a pitcher of fuzzy navels and two martini glasses, I figured it was a taste she would like. 

“Fancy.” she said, looking at the martini glasses I served them in.

“Only the best!” I replied.

The movie was just as bad as expected, but Lori liked it, and the more she drank, the funnier she thought it was. I began to laugh more at her than the movie. Two slices of pizza and about 4 drinks later, she was quite amusing. I took the opportunity to clean up the mess, and start the aforementioned camera.

Another round of drinks, and I suggested a movie from our stockpile, a recent steamy affair that was all the rage a few months ago. Truth was I bought it today.

“You said that was too adult for me.” Lori came back.

“Oh, I think you can handle it.” to which she giggled.

We watched for about 45 minutes. It wasn’t that good, but the sex scenes were fairly graphic for a main stream movie, and it made Lori get real quiet and squirm in her seat, while the fuzzy navels made her very relaxed. 

“You know what’s wrong?” I stated as I paused the movie. “when I was in college, me and the girls would watch movies like this, but we would always get dressed up sexy. Made it more fun.”

She looked at me odd, I didn’t know if it was from the alcohol, or not enough of it. “I don’t have anything ‘sexy’.” she said. 

Guess she has had enough. “Come on.” I said holding out my hand. “maybe I can find something for you.” And she took my hand and we scampered up the stairs to Susan’s bedroom. I proceeded to dig through the closet.  It was a show, everything I wanted I had purchased today and knew exactly where it was. After gathering everything I wanted, I came back out to the bedroom where Lori was sitting very lazy and relaxed on the bed. 

“First things first. Come over her and sit.” I had a 30’s style cabinet that I used for make up and such things. She sat and looked distantly at the mirror. I combed her hair, and put it up in a tall pony tail. I followed by giving her the full make up treatment; foundation, shadow, blush, frosted pink lips, everything. She looked hot.

I stood and walked back to the bed where I laid things before. “This is an old outfit of mine, it might just fit you.” old if you consider 8 hours old. It was the smallest teddy I could find in the stores, very stretchy and very shear. All white with very little lace to break up the shear panels. The white thigh highs were also the smallest I could find, I hoped the would fit her narrow thighs. “OK, take your clothes off and change.” She looked at the outfit strangely. “Need help?”

“Yea.” came the sheepish reply.

She undressed, and helped her step into the teddy, it was so elastic it looked fantastic on her, I could clearly see tiny hard nipples and hairless slit through the material. She sat on  the edge of the bed, and I put the stockings on her, they held, barely. She looked so sexy, bright lips, smokey eyes, and that white lingerie. 

“Try these on.” I said, handing her a pair of tall pumps. Simple white leather, way taller than appropriate for a girl her age by a long shot. 

“I don’t think I’ll be able to walk in them, but they fit fine.” she said, admiring them. I was admiring her long legs.

“I’ll help you walk in them. Wait here, I’ll go change.” I went in to the closet to change. Black and red merry widow started it, black stockings, black g-string you can see right through the front of, showing off Susan’s newly bald pussy. All finished off with black stilettos, way taller than appropriate for a girl my age. I returned to the bed room where Lori stared at me with wide eyes. I gave her a runway turn and blew her a kiss, which made her smile and giggle a bit.

“Do I look ok?” I asked her.

“You look great Mommy.” she said, staring between my legs without trying to hide it.

“And you look absolutely beautiful my sweet, and more than a bit sexy to.” I said, causing her to blush. I held out my hand and helped her to her feet, the first few steps were unsteady, then she was off like a pro. We walked down stairs hand in hand, I wasn’t going to let her fall down, she wasn’t that good yet.

She sat down and grabbed her drink, I suggest a different movie, she was agreeable to anything at this point. I put in a full porn I bought, all lesbian, very little story. I made small talk while it got going, told her how nice her hair looked that way…

“You should wear it like that more often.” I told her. 

“Maybe.” she said, “have to be able to do it myself.”

“Probably shouldn’t dress like this for school, but you do look hot.” I told her.

“Mom,”  came the reply with more blushing, “I do kind of like the way I feel in this though.” 

The first scene of the movie got going, two busty blonds going at it.  Lori sat there staring, mouth half open, not really sure what she was seeing. I kept talking.

“Dressing like this makes me feel sexy, makes me feel good.” I told her. Her small nipples were hard as rocks and poked noticeably through the front to the fabric. “Does it make you feel sexy?” I asked.

“Makes me feel funny, and grown up.” she said, “I like that it all clings to me, that feels nice.”

She never took her eyes off the screen. “They are pretty aren’t they?” I asked.

“Yes, I guess.” she hesitated.  “Their boobs are huge.”

“Yea, I don’t like big ones myself.” my statement caught her off guard. The scene ended after a bit of silence.

The next scene was the one I wanted, stepmom, stepdaughter. She watched, and I watched her. She was clearly getting excited, I could see a small dampening between her legs, and smell the muskyness of it. She was moving her legs together and apart, then squirming in her seat. I adjusted myself, brought one leg up on the couch, and angled tward her, it gave her a great view of Susan’s barely covered pussy, and she noticed. I watched the TV like I hadn’t. I casually ran my right hand up and down my inner thigh a few times, down just past the stocking cuff, then up to the edge of the panties. 

I tried not to be to obvious, but the dark spot forming on my panties was getting larger, and Susan’s nipples, large as they are, poked right through the cups. Next time she turned my way, I ran my finger  up and down my slit a few times through the sheer nylon. My inner labia practically sprang out like a jack in the box, Lori’s mouth hung slightly open again. 

She looked amazing, and it was time to start.

“Come sit over here sweetie.” I said, patting the couch between my legs. She scooted down, nestled in, and laid back against me. There is no way she didn’t feel my nipples poking in to her back. I wrapped my arms around her, and we sat there for several minutes watching the mother on TV eat her daughters pussy. 

I slowly began caressing her through the sheer teddy,  it made her so smooth. Soon I was brave and felt up to her nipple. My right hand found her left nipple, and it was hard, and small, and perfect. About the size and shape of a pea, I rolled it between my thumb and finger, while her breathing got very rapid. My left hand found the other,  and I bent down and kissed her shoulder, then her neck, then higher, just behind her ear. She rolled her head to the side giving her neck up to me. I gently rubbed her tiny tits, while kissing up and down her slender neck. 

One hand found it’s way slowly down her abdomen,  past her belly button that once connected us, and felt two puffy labia beneath teddy. I used just 1 finger to stroke up and down her slit slowly, gently, barely touching her. She let out a soft kitten like moan, and opened her legs till they met mine, her stockings caressing mine felt fantastic. She brought her right leg up over mine, opening herself to me, and I kissed her more. 

As thin as the nylon teddy was, I wanted to feel her more, I reached down and deftly undid the three small clasps that held the crotch together.  The elasticity caused it to spring open, instantly exposing her, she gasped and turned her face to me. The look on her beautiful cherub face was one of lustful apprehension.  I kissed her perfect frosted pink lips. They didn’t open right away, but my tongue pushed it’s way inside, and once inside, her mouth was very accepting. She tasted of peaches and lust. 

My finger ran up and down her now bare slit. It was wet, and slick. As she began to kiss me back, I found the hard jewel at the top of her slit. Her clit was hard and huge, it felt like a small marble, and she moaned in my mouth when I rubbed it. I broke our kiss and stopped rubbing her, and stared into her angelic face, now flush.

“Do you like this baby girl?” I asked .

She nodded “Yes Mommy.” and as if to make the point, she grabbed my wrist and started rubbing my hand against her pussy again. 

We separated a bit. “Do you want to do all those things you saw in the movie with me?” 

She nodded again, “All of it Mommy.” 

I smiled, “I’m so glad.” I continued to caress her clit, and used my left hand to lower the strap and release my left tit. Susan has great tits, c cups, perky, smallish areolas and large rose colored nipples. 

“Come suck mommy’s nipple, like when you were a baby.” I asked, cupping under my breast, holding toward her.

Lori slowly leaned forward, unsure of what to do. When her face was close, she struck out her tongue and gave it a quick lick, then pulled back. 

“Relax baby girl.” and I put my left hand behind her head, and pulled her mouth gently to my tit. She opened her mouth and latched on like she had never stopped nursing. “little slower baby… there, that’s it.” and she was suckling on her mother’s breast again. I continued to stroke her enlarged clit, and I kissed the top of her head.

“Stand up for a minute.” I told her. We broke our incestuous embrace, she stood and I followed. I pulled my panties down and off, and she started at my pussy again.

“What’s the matter Lori sweetie?” I asked.

“What happened to all your hair?” she enquired. 

“I had it all taken off, I wanted to look more like you.” Really it was because it felt better bald. “Do you like it?”

“Yes, can I touch it?” she said with a panting lustfulness.

“I want you to, I want you to do lots of things to mommy’s pussy…” she didn’t wait for me to finish and she had her hand on my cunt. Kind of clumsily, she rubbed me up and down from the top of my slit, back to my anus, back and forth several times. It was soon a wet mess. 

“That feels really good Lori, you make mommy feel so good.” I told her.

“Mommy, would you lick my pussy like the mommy in the movie did?”

“I would love that baby. I’ve been wanting to lick your pussy again for years. Sit back on the couch, like that, now spread your legs real wide for mommy to get in there, just like the daughter on the movie did.”

With that she brought her legs wide,  almost splits. Her little cunt lips opened up for me, I could see her clit poking out, her virginity lay before me. I got on my knees and lowered my bright red lips to hers,  and licked from one end to the other. She tasted sweet and salty, and was so very wet. I swirled my tongue around her clit several times, savoring the delicious feeling of a daughters clit dancing under her mother’s tongue. Lori moaned loudly, and tilted her hips up at me. I began to alternate between licking and sucking her clit. One of her legs found it’s way behind my head, the feel of the silky nylon over her ankle, and the smooth leather of her heels against my neck was delightful.  I increased my efforts. The more I pleasured her, the louder she got, and soon she was letting out long, sustained moans that practically echoed. 

“That feels so good mommy. Please don’t stop, please just keep licking my pussy mommy.”

And I did. Soon the other leg was behind my head, and they were both pulling me hard in to her. Her pelvis thrusting up and down at my face, making it hard to keep contact with her clit, but I did. Faster and faster it went. 

“Oh mommy… mommy… mommy you better stop… something….” 

And she pulled my face in to her pussy hard and kept it there, her hips came up and stayed. She screamed out as loud as her voice would go…

“Mommy…. Mommy….Mommy…” The last one trailing out for most of a minute as she experienced the first orgasm of her young life. 

I pulled my face away from her cunt, coated with her spectacular girl juices, climbed to her and kissed her. Stopping to gently suck from her tiny nipples on the way. 

“That was your first orgasm baby. Did you like what mommy did to you?” 

She didn’t say anything, she just grabbed my face and kissed me hard, her small tongue jetting on to my mouth. When we broke the kiss I asked “Could you do that to mommy now?”

“I will try.” she said.

We changed positions, and she looked directly in to my pussy for a moment. 

“Its ok baby, just do your best.” I told her. “Sweetie, sometimes mommy talks nasty when she’s getting her pussy eaten. You just keep licking ok?”

“Ok mommy.” and she buried her face in me. 

She was awkward and clumsy, but she certainly did her best. She licked me up and down, she put her tongue as far in me as she could, she licked inside and out. 

“Here baby, lick right here.” And I reached behind her head and positioned her on my clit. “Feel that little hard bump? Lick that.” And she did. I put my legs behind her head to hold her in position, and used my hands to squeeze my tits and pinch my nipples. She licked me so good. 

“Ok baby, you’re about to make mommy cum… that’s such a good girl making mommy cum like this… such a naughty girl making mommy cum like this… such a nasty little girl eating your mommy’s pussy like this… eat mommy’s pussy baby… eat me… oh baby here it comes…” and with that I came on her sweet little face. 

Her face was glazed with my fluids as she looked up at me, I waved her up to me and she was kissing me a second later, I wrapped my legs around her small ass holding her in place. The orgasm hand not satiated my labido.

“Get up baby, I want you to do something for, well, to me.” I said as we broke our embrace. I retrieved a bag of toys from a drawer I bought earlier that day. Inside was a strapon with a velcro harness that would adjust way down.

“Here sweetie, let’s close this.” I told her as I reattached the crotch of her teddy. She looked disappointed, but I thought it would be more comfortable. The strapon had a dildo that was smallish, about 6 inches by 1 inch, but Susan’s pussy was tight. I strapped Lori up, and laid down on the floor, legs spread vulgerly wide.

“Come on baby, time to fuck mommy like a good girl.” 

She walked over, before dropping to her knees between mine. I leaned forward, grabbed the phallus and pulled her to me.

“Come on baby, mommy needs a good fucking, and you need to give it to me.” I rubbed the tip up and down my slit, getting it wet and slick.

“Ok, push it in.” I said as I positioned the tip. She slowly drove it home, pausing when her pelvis met mine. It filled me just right.

I started moving my hips up and down at her. “Come on baby, give your mommy a good fucking, I need it so bad.” And she did. She started thrusting in and out, quick at first, then faster. She was like a jackhammer pounding me, her tiny hips practically fitting between my legs. I didn’t last long, moments later I was in the throws of my second, and then third orgasm of the evening. After the last one, I wrapped my legs around Lori and held her tight to me, I just couldn’t take any more.

“That’s enough baby, you made mommy cum twice.” I told her. She smiled proudly. “Ok baby, up and out of mommy.” I released my legs and she pulled out, a bit quicker than I would have preferred. 

I began unstraping her, and when it was loose, she stepped out. I quickly put it on myself, and little Lori’s eye got big. She was standing next to me now, I reached down and began to stroke her slit through the teddy.

“This is going to be great baby, now mommy gets to fuck you.” I told her, then pushed the crotch or the teddy aside, and thrust a finger through her opening. She open her legs slightly, accepting it fully. The lack of hymen was a pleasant surprise. Her small vagina seemed to draw me in to it, holding me in with its warm wetness. 

“Lay down now Lori, mommy is going to do you.” I told her as I pulled my finger from her cunt and undid the clasps the held the teddy together. 

And with that, lori got on the floor and splayed herself wide for me. Her small vagina opened up for me in a vulgar display of prepubescent sexuality and lust. As if to emphasize the point, she reached down and began rubbing her clit roughly. I dropped to my knees, positioned myself between her beautiful long legs, and aimed for her virgin pussy. She tensed up as soon as it touched her and her legs came together, but it went in smoothly, albeit with some resistance. When I bottomed out, there was still some space between us, the tip hitting inside her. The look on her face was a combination of shock, lust, and pleasure. 

“How does that feel baby? ” I asked

“Full. Is it all in?” She asked.

“Almost.” I replied, and she felt her pussy and the synthetic cock that impaled it. 

“Put it all in.” She said.

“It won’t fit sweetie, maybe some day. But for now…” and I began going at her. 

Slow at first, and only an inch or so, in and out. Soon faster. As my pace quicken, so did the stroke, and soon I was going the full length of the shaft, or at least all she could take. Then her legs fell away wide, and her eyes seemed lost in pleasure. Her small body shook with each thrust, and every stroke elicited a pleasurable groan, followed by a small whimper as I pulled back. I could see the orgasm building in her. Her tiny hips would push back in to me as I thrusted, and she seemed to get a thrill when the dildo bumped her cervix, squealing in excitement. Her small labia seemed stretched to the limit, then her legs wrapped around my waist and locked. She began bucking hard in to me, hard and fast, I just held myself as she was fucking me from the bottom like a crazy nymphet.

Her orgasm broke over her like a tidal wave, she thrust her hips up at me one last time, and held herself tightly in place as her body shook and convulsed for what seemed like minutes. As she came down from her orgasmic high, she eased up on her legs and slowly slid down off the dildo, coming to a rest on the floor as the member eased itself from her bright red pussy lips. She, however, showed only a momentary slowing. 

She got up off her back, and got on all fours in front of me. “Let’s try it like this. ” and with that she pulled her firm little butt cheeks apart, exposing ass and cunt to me. 

“You want mommy to fuck you doggie style baby?” I asked, mostly I just wanted to hear her say it.

“Yea mommy, get behind me and fuck me hard.” Came the nasty reply, it sounded so sexy from her young lips.

“Let’s do it over here.” I said standing up, then helping her up. She was unsteady again in her heels, but they made her legs look so damn hot, there was no way I was letter her take them, or the stockings off. The teddy however, I pulled off her when she stood, and spent a few minutes sucking and licking those adorable, hard pink nipples. 

I positioned her standing near the couch, bent her over, resting her chest on the back of the couch. 

“Spread that ass for me baby, mommy is ready fuck you again.” I said with a lustful rasp in my voice.

She spread her ass wider, I thought she might pull herself apart she was so splayed open. I move farward between her wide legs, pulled up one of her stockings that had started to sag, and lowered myself. I bent my knees so the tip just touched her opening.

“Dont go slow mommy, fuck me hard and fast right away.” Such a torrid request from such sweet lips.

“Ok baby, some day mommy will fuck that sweet ass of yours too” I reached around and grasped the front of her hips, then I lifted her up and thrust forward in one motion, impaling her in one movement. She cried out in pleasurable shock. 

I held her up, legs wide, feet dangling, as I pounded her hard, all the dildo fit in this position, and I felt my abdomen slapping against her hard ass. All she could do was take, and love it. And she did both. I pounded her for 5 long minutes, and then her third orgasm of the night was upon her.

“Oh yes mommy, fuck me hard… fuck your baby hard… fuck me harder mommy… fuck your baby…” it was so hot hearing her talk like that.

And then she started to cum, her legs went limp, then stared shaking and twitching, her lovely ass seemed to have a seizure of it’s own, and her head lulled about randomly as she screamed out. Then she lay still for several minutes. I pulled the dildo out to a audible sucking sound as it left her.

“You ok Lori?” I asked.

“That was awesome mommy, but I think that is all I can take tonight.” She said through pants.

“Ok baby” I chuckled, “let’s go to bed.”

And we did, I let her sleep with me, I needed to, and we cuddled in bed for maybe 10 minutes before we were both asleep.

By both, I mean Lori and Susan. I never sleep.

As soon as Susan was in a deep sleep, I left her and moved to Lori. As Lori I got up, and went down stairs. Susan would not remember setting up the video camera, I however, did. And I went to it, and retrieved the memory card. I got on the family computer, uploaded and encrypted copy of the evenings debauchery to the cloud, and then made a couple of copies for me.

I gathered up my clothes, the teddy from the family room, the stockings and shoes from Susan’s room, took the porn movie from the disc player, and went back to bed, Lori’s bedroom this time. Morning came as it always does.

I had left all the memories of the night, excluding the camera, in Susan, she would remember fucking her daughter, and remember enjoying it alot. But it didn’t know how she would react. That is the fun part.

I was up before mom, and went down stairs, ate breakfast, showered, got dressed, and watched some tv before mom woke. I heard her in the shower first. 

One other thing I didn’t let Susan remember, she bought a few outfits of lingerie for Lori, she only knew about the one for now. The one I was currently wearing was all black, lace black a-cup bra that I couldn’t fill out, but showed my tiny nipples, and a nice black garterbelt, that held up black back seemed stockings that led to very sexy black patent heels. No panties today! I wore my old long robe over it, and sat at the computer, back to the stairs.

When mom finally came down, she was quiet, and went to the kitchen for a minute without talking to me. When she emerged, she started to speak, I still had my back to her.

“Sweetie, we need to talk about last night.” She started, voice shaky and unsure. “I don’t what came over me, but that can’t ever happen again.”

“Well,” I said, “what came over you was me, well ‘on’ you anyway.”

“What do you…” she started, then it faded out.

“And as for it never happening again, well that genie is out of the bottle.” I told her as I rose, and turned to her. I opened my robe, let it fall, it puddled on the floor behind me. 

She stared at me, mouth agape. I walked, well, more sauntered over to her, slowly, putting as much swing in these little hips as I could. She looked me up and down, not sure what to make of me.

“You started something last night, and I don’t want it to stop, you and I are lovers now, and I want to keep it that way. And judging by the way you loved eating my pussy last night, and the way your nipples got hard the minute you saw this,” I ran my hands slowly and sexually up and down my body as I said that part, “you don’t want it to stop either.”

By this time I was right next to her, and I reached around and grabbed her ass. She pushed my hands away, and stepped back.

“Lori honey, we can’t, it’s just not right.” She protested, “never again.”

“You don’t want to play with these anymore?” I asked pinching both my nipples, tugging them so the skin tented out as I stepped tward her.

“Stop that, and why are you dressed like that. ” she said both as a statement while stepping back.

“But mommy, I want you to lick my pussy again.” As I said this, I stuck a finger in my pussy, brought my finger to my lips and sucked it clean. 

“Lori you shouldn’t be doing that, you should not talk like that.” She stammered.

I turned and bent way over, “You said you’d fuck my ass someday mommy, you wouldn’t lie about that would you?” 

“Thats enough Lori, no more. ” she finally had some sternness to her voice.

I turned and walked back to the computer, slowly, swinging my hips as best as a 9 year old can. When I looked back, she was watching my ass. 

“Come here mommy, I have something to show you.” And with that she cautiously crossed the room, but didn’t get too close to me.

I open a few folders, and found the file from last night, double clicked, and it started. I didn’t need preliminaries, so I clicked the progress bar to mid way. On the screen, and through the very loud speakers, was a not great movie, that clearly showed Susan, eating her little girls pussy. 

“Oh watch, I’m about to cum.” I told her, and then my body on the screen could be seen shaking and screaming.

I clicked further along, tward the end, and there I was, laying on the floor, with my mommy fucking me with a strapon, both of us clearly enjoying it. 

“Hot isn’t it?” I asked, but the smell of her pussy was not left over from last night, and she couldn’t hardly hide her arousal. 

“You need to delete that now.” She said.

“Sure,” I closed the window, right clicked the file, clicked delete, and it vanished.

A sheepish “thank you” hung in the air.

“You know that is not the only copy, right?” I said, as I rose and turned to her. I was almost her height in the heels.

She had nothing to say. 

“Were lovers now, you can go along willingly, or unwillingly, but you are mine, or that video finds it’s way to the wrong people, got it?” I was firm in my voice, well sort of, as firm as a horny 9 year old can be.

She nodded.

I walked to the coffee table, put my right foot, in it’s way too tall pumps, on it, and called her over.

“My pussy needs licked, get over here and eat me.” I stated simply.

My mommy didn’t move however, she just stared at me.

“Get your ass over here and eat me now!” I ordered, and this brought her out of her transe.

She walked over and stood in front of me, not sure of what to do.

“Mommy,” I said very sweetly, “get on your knees and lick my pussy.”

With that she slowly went to her knees, and stared at my lips. I reached behind her head and pulled her face between my legs, I was horny and wet, and she was being too slow.

“Get that tongue out and get it on my clit.” I ordered. She finally seemed to understand. Her tongue extended and she began going up and down my slit. “Right there mommy, right there on my clit.”

She actually started to eat me for real. Rhythmic licking of my clit, in my already aroused state, and I was soon cumming. I held on to her head to keep my balence as my hips convulsed in to her face, I screamed out loudly. When the orgasm ebbed from my body, I stood on my own, then sat back on the couch collecting my breath.

“Come here mommy.” I said through staggered pants.

She walked over and stood beside me.

“Drop your pants.” And she did as instructed.

I pulled her panties down, and exposed her to me. Her panties were almost soaked through, and a glistening sheen was obvious over labia. She was very excited.

“You liked that didn’t you?” I asked the already answered question. I looked up at her face. “You did, you really got turned on by that.”

She nodded shamefully. 

“Don’t be sad mommy, I’m glad you enjoyed it.” I stood up in front of her. “I want to do lots more. And because I know it turns you on too,” I reached down quickly pushed a couple of finger inside her, and gave them a good wiggle. “We will do…” I licked one of my fingers clean in front of her, she blushed, “Lots more”, I put the other finger from her pussy in her mouth, and she sucked it clean without instruction.

A guy and his…? 60 Dreamscape by pars001

Introduction:

More dream sex!Jake Freemon – Main character                                                Rita – older female and one of Juno’s sisters
Gen – Jakes first Jinn                                                                Tina – Rita’s daughter
Jinn – What the genies are called                                             Trully –  second Jinn doc Rasmir’s little sister
Tommy Sinclair – Friend of Jake’s and fellow worker            Nyrae – Juno’s powerful Jinn  
Mary – Boss’s daughter                                                              Nuha – Leader of Deadly Trio    
Juno – Jakes big Boss and Mary’s Father                                 Abla – sister of Nuha member of Deadly trio
Jinn Council – Council of major Jinns                                        Fatin – sister of Nuha third member of trio
Yasmen – Gen’s mother                                                            Tyrin – neighbor of Nyrae’s parents
Doctor – the Jinn doctor (Hiram)                                                 Aahil – one of the twin Jinn princes
Rasmir – Gen’s father                                                                 Aalee – other twin Jinn prince
Rosalinda – Jake’s second Jinn – Once called Dreama         Amira – Jinn Princess sister of twins
Rashala – Gen’s niece and Jake’s 3rd Jinn                               Al-Mazhab – King of the Jinns
Tankena – evil brother of Rasmir                                             Qistina – Ex Queen of the Jinns, the Leader
Sheeka – former evil female Jinn Jake’s 4th Jinn                    Marie – Juno’s ex – wife
Akeesha – Sheeka’s twin sister                                                  Kasha – Marie’s powerful Jinn
Inger – Mary’s Jinn, Akeesha’s lover                                         Zahra – evil elite Jinn working with Marie

Akeesha hugged then kissed Jake as they both lay down beside Inger closing their eyes. Almost immediately Jake was in a grey misty area, not unlike where he first met Nyrae. Looking around he thought that Akeesha would be there with him. Shrugging he started walking towards what he felt was Inger. The thing is it was extremely weak. 

Jake hadn’t gone far when he heard a voice above him yelling. Looking up he saw what or whom he thought was Akeesha falling toward him. Shaking his head he stood his ground waiting ’til she was almost on top of him. Putting his hand out, he thought stop then watched amazed as Akeesha floated above him! 

“Ok that was weird. I thought I had no power what so ever.” Jake told Akeesha. 

“In the actual world you don’t Master Jake. It appears though that in this realm you have a firm grasp on what is what. This is so confusing Master Jake.” Akeesha said confusion on her face. 

“Akeesha do you Jinns dream?” Jake asked. 

“Dream? I am unfamiliar with that word Master Jake.” Akeesha replied. 

Taking his hand Jake brought Akeesha to the… he guessed it was ground. “Touch my mind so I can show you Akeesha.” Jake told her. 

Nodding still confused Akeesha did as Jake asked. For a moment she still looked confused then after a few moments clarity started to show on her face. “I see now Master Jake. I believe this is the hulm state. We of the Jinn race abandoned it centuries ago. We only do it once every five hundred years.” 

Jake was nodding at what she was saying ’til she finished. Once every five hundred years! “Here I thought it was you that was going to have to protect me! The human race calls this the dreamscape. We experience it almost all the time.”  

About that time a fierce looking green monster attacked them. Akeesha waved nodded then was amazed when nothing happened! “Master Jake! I have no power!” 

Jake nodded making a chopping motion with his hand, Akeesha watched amazed as the monster split in two then vanished! 

“It’s as I thought I have much more experience in this than you do, crap we’re screwed!” Jake said.

“No Master Jake I don’t think so. With me guiding you we should be fine.” Akeesha reassured him. 

Jake looked at Akeesha as if she’d lost her mind. “I’m not sure I can protect us enough for us to make it to where she is. You may know the way though us actually getting there is going to take a miracle!” 

“Well Master Jake.” Akeesha said staring at Jake intensely. “I believe in you deeply, as I believe that Inger does. As a matter of fact I can almost feel her expecting the both of us to show up and save her.” 

Jake could only shake his head, “I’m glad that you have as much faith in me as you do. I for one don’t, have you forgotten I am just a human? I…” 

“You,” Akeesha started a look of pride on her face. “Are the most unusual human I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. If anyone can save her it is you Master Jake!” 

Jake could only stare at Akeesha still finding it hard to believe. “Alright Akeesha, if this is a dream realm as I think it is then let me try something.” 

Thinking of Inger, Jake pictured her as clearly as he could. When nothing happened, Jake closed his eyes. Thinking of Akeesha and him standing and being where Inger was being held, Jake felt a momentary stillness in the air. Suddenly they were both standing next to what appeared to be a hole. 

“Master Jake!” Akeesha said excited. “I can actually feel her again! She feels trapped! I can feel her pain!” Jake had to grab Akeesha stopping her from jumping into the hole in front of them. 

Let me go Master Jake! She is hurting so badly!” Akeesha was yelling tears starting to form in her eyes. 

“Wait Akeesha!” Jake said sternly to her. “I can feel that this is a trap, at least it feels like it. Remember you have no power, how exactly were you going to go into this without getting hurt?”  

Akeesha blinked twice as her mouth dropped open. Bowing low she nodded. “I feel that you have again saved my life Master Jake.” Leaning over she lightly kissed Jake on his cheek. “Thank you, now what are we to do?” 

“Well, considering you can now feel her. I think I may have a way to get closer. Apparently the Jinn have some type of block that even my kind have trouble with.” Here Jake smiled, “she hasn’t met a true dreamer yet has she?” Jake asked as he smiled broader looking at Akeesha. 

Akeesha was confused a moment, A true dreamer? Then she remembered the plans that she had seen Master Jake drawing. Ah! A true dreamer! She believed she was starting to grasp just what he was saying. 

“Let us hope so Master Jake. If this bitch of a Jinn harms my love, I will make her suffer horrors untold!” Akeesha said as Jake watched her eyes glow for a moment then go back to normal. 

Interesting Jake thought then started to think over every part of his thoughts when they had suddenly appeared where they were. Hmmm so it appeared that they could not appear next to Inger but they could get closer. With a smile Jake nodded he had a plan, well, as well a plan as possible at the moment. 

“Alright Akeesha, I might not be able to get us right to where she is. I think I can get us a lot closer. Hang on going to try again.” Jake told Akeesha who nodded. 

Closing his eyes Jake could swear that he could actually see where Inger was. The thing was he could also see that evil elite Jinn that Rashala had injured. So it appeared she had healed, it 
was… That’s right! This was the dream realm she would be whole here! Though as to the extent of her power that remained to be seen. 

Jake watched in his thoughts as he backed off further and further until the resistance wasn’t as strong. Nodding he opened his eyes, smiling at Rashala. “Here we go!” Jake said as he felt the air still again. Just as suddenly they were standing outside what appeared to be a room of darkness. 

Looking in Jake and Akeesha could see the evil Jinn standing almost seeming to wait. Jake could only guess for them to make appearance. Nodding Jake leaned over to Akeesha whispering in her ear. At first Akeesha’s eyes were wide then she nodded vigorously. Jake touched her arm a moment then whispered in her ear again. Startled she nodded yes, looking at Jake as if he’d lost his mind.  

Getting up Jake nodded to Akeesha then stepped through the dark doorway. The evil Jinn’s head snapped up as soon as Jake appeared. 

“Tsk, another stupid human I see!” The evil Jinn sent a huge fireball at Jake. Yawning Jake closed his fist watching as the fireball fizzled then went out just as fast. “NO! You have no power! There is no way that the others are supplying power as I cut off everything from outside here!” 

“As I was told this realm or world is called the hulm state, and something that all Jinns abandoned many centuries ago.” When the astonished visage of Zahra could only nod Jake continued. “We, who are human, have not abandoned it. Humans use this state to create new ideas and concepts that can be brought forth to the real world. Being who I am, what I do.” Here Jake smiled widely. “Mine is far stronger than most.” 

“NO!” Zahra screamed as she tried to attack Jake, only to find that she had sudden uncontrollable desire for him. “What is this trickery? This is the hulm state! There are no feelings, nothing!” 

“I think you will find that in my case you are dead wrong!” Jake said as he moved closer. The 
visage of Zahra suddenly had a look of panic, then one of pure lust! “It isn’t possible your sexual attraction I…” 

Zahra started to shred what few clothes that she had on. Behind her he saw Inger awaken and stir. Looking at her arms, legs, and chest she saw the mental chains that were holding her down. A momentarily look of panic crossed her face then her head snapped to stare at Jake. Then she quickly averted her head when Jake was suddenly naked his erection growing harder by the second. 

Moving closer to Zahra Jake could see that she was in a deep sex lust. Staring at Jake, Zahra rapidly moved to Jake dropping to her knees taking him as deeply as she could. Jake could feel her groan in a lust induced state as she took all him deep in her throat. “I have been dreaming of having you Master Jake since I saw you that first time in my mistress’s place.” 

Groaning again Jake could feel her throat muscles as they started to ripple around him. Damn Jake thought she’s not half bad; too bad she’s as bad as she is! The both of them groaning Jake could feel a massive orgasm building as she quickened her ministrations. Reaching down Jake took a hold of her nipples as she started to twitch. A moment later Jake started to empty his scrotum into her waiting mouth. All the while twisting her nipples causing her to orgasm! 

Falling back her legs opening to reveal her wet, open sex Zahra looked at Jake with a begging look. “Master Jake take this vessel, these feelings have never been experienced by it or the real body. Take this vessel the pain is increasing!” Panting the visage started to make lewd motions toward Jake. 

Sighing Jake thought he’d have to wash for a week to feel clean again. Moving between the legs of the Zahra visage Jake slowly sunk in. The eyes of the visage opened wide as they felt the length of Jake as it slowly slid deeper. Screaming out from the pleasure she couldn’t believe how wonderful or full she was! 

As slowly as he could Jake started to move within Zahra, shit he thought she’s as tight as a virgin. Is it possible that this is another man hater? Like Akeesha was? Shaking his head Jake had to keep her distracted until Inger was free. Motioning for Akeesha he did his best not to break the slow rhythm he’d established. 

Concentrating on both the sex he was having and breaking the mental chains was taxing to say the least. Barely able to watch he saw Akeesha pull first one of the left then the right arms. The slight jump in Inger’s power let him know they were on the right track. Akeesha had just got the left leg loose when Zahra started to orgasm! 

Akeesha let go of the mental chains as Zahra started to scream even louder. Zahra couldn’t believe that such feelings existed! She’d always been led to believe that all males cared about were themselves. She heard they all only wanted to hurt strong females! What was going on? There was no pain! No caring only for his self! As of yet Master Jake had yet to reach his release! 

As soon as the chains weren’t glowing Jake thought as well as he could for them to be weak again. Damn it! This was going to take all the will power he had! This Jinn was as tight as Gen was! It was taking all he had to not let loose within her! Even as he watched he saw Inger’s other leg come loose. 

Slowly but surely Jake could feel the chains that were wrapped around Inger start to fall away. Good he could feel that she was almost back to normal. They still had to leave before he could; they were free though they had no power. 

Suddenly Inger sat up kissing Akeesha a smoldering hot moment of passion that made all the chains suddenly vanish! 

Inger looked at Jake smiling then Akeesha and her both rose toward the opening. Breathing a sigh of relief Jake finally started to plunge faster into Zahra. Zahra, screaming out even louder, Jake had to hold on as the body of the visage began to convulse, thrashing back and forth. 

Jake had held back as long as he could, his scrotum almost in pain from want of release. Finally seeing that the both of them were gone, Jake roared out as he felt his cum. Shit he thought, this was going to be huge! Shooting out in an almost continuous stream, Jake felt her fill to over flowing. Still moving he could feel it leaking out around his organ. 

Zahra’s eyes went wide as she felt the hot seed of Master Jake filling her. Then eyes went wider! She could feel it; she could feel all of it! By the great Jinn! It was glorious! Suddenly looking over she saw that her prisoner was gone! For a moment, only a moment, she thought this was all a rouse, but how? No man she’d ever seen or felt was like what Master Jake had. 

Suddenly tears started to form in her eyes. “I am sorry that she is as evil as she is Master Jake. Thank you for showing me what this is supposed to be like. All this time I thought it would only be pain.” Turning away she whispered, “It is a shame she will never know of this.” 

“What do you mean?” Jake asked of her. 

“I know that this part of her has to die. It is an unfortunate thing; I think she could have learned from this. It is one of the main things that keeps her as bad as she is.” The visage sadly told Jake. 

Jake sat back a moment as he thought about this. Looking at the visage he could feel that everything about it was different. What the hell was going on? If he had sex with the real bad Jinn would she turn also? Smirking Jake thought damn! Maybe I am becoming a sex god! 

A moment later Inger appeared glowing, her power at full. Jake moved in front of the visage as Inger gasp. 

“It’s alright Master Jake, move a little and I will end her!” Inger growled out. 

“NO!” Jake shouted. “I have a plan.” Motioning to Inger, Jake leaned to her whispering to her. At first she shook her head her eyes wide. As time passed Inger looked at the visage with a surprised look then started to nod. Finally a wide smile crossed her features. 

“If all is as you say Master Jake, then there is an extremely great chance it could work. I am willing to take the chance if you are Master Jake. I owe you three times now, not sure if I can even begin to pay you back.” 

Nodding Jake watched a few minutes then was suddenly opening his eyes. Groaning he heard Akeesha’s voice, “Finally praise the great Jinn he’s awake!” 

Sitting up he saw all his Jinns worried faces. Then he groaned when he saw that both Mary and her father were looking at each other suspiciously. Another groan beside him as Inger sat up. Whispering she said, “It is done Master Jake, though I am still unsure.” 

Jake was suddenly forgotten as Mary and Akeesha rushed to hold and kiss Inger. Both of them were looking her over making sure that she was whole. Laughing Inger said, “I am fine, though mistress?” She said directly to Mary reaching up to touch Mary’s crotch. “I do believe I haven’t finished your loving,” causing Mary and Akeesha to smile at each other

Sex, Sword, and Sorcery: Prologue- The Demon’s Manor BY SWORD WRITER

Introduction:

The first of my idea for a Fantasy series set in a world of dragons and magic. It’s also my first erotic story I’ve written.Gwenive woke up, bound by her hands and feet and blindfolded. Her arms were cuffed in a strange glove that made her fingers inner locked together and a rope was pulling them high above her head. Her feet were bounded in a similar fashion so that her toes were forced downwards towards the floor. Beyond that and the blindfold across her eyes, Gwenive was naked. The cold of her surroundings bit at her skin, which caused goosebumps to rise all over her. The young elf shivered.

Without sight, she started to scan the area with her hearing. Somewhere there was the sounds of logs popping from a fire, but she wasn’t close enough to feel it’s warmth. She couldn’t hear birds or night time bugs, so she had to be inside. This was confirmed when from behind her she hear sharp steps on stone, coming closer and louder until they stopped. She heard metal ringing, keys most likely, and soon a heavy door opened and the steps moved into Gwenive’s room. 

“You are awake.” A woman’s voice echoed off the walls. The voice was as cold as the room, as if it couldn’t convey emotions if it wanted to. “Good. I expect you wish to know what is going on, where you are, why you are here, blah blah blah.” The woman’s cold hands touched Gwenive’s face. “So pretty…” the voice whispered before going on. “Where you are isn’t important at all. What’s going on is… something you’ll find out in a bit. And the why… well… you should remember why.” Gwenive thought back to the last memories she had. She had been in a party of three, a sellsword human named Bernard, a tiefling sorceress named Asharia, and herself a ranger guiding them. They had been sent on a quest from a local adventurer’s guild to track down the fiends responsible for the disappearances of young men and women from the town of Dragon’s Maw. Their leads had led them to an abandoned manor that once was home to the local baron, Lady Sliversmith. The group had barely stepped foot in the manor when demonic creatures jumped them. Bernard fell to the beasts fast, and the last Gwenive saw of Asharia was she was screaming an incantation as one demon slammed her head into the floor by her horns while others ripped her clothes from her, eager to plunge their red hot cocks into her. Gwenive might have fallen the same had Asharia’s not gotten off a spell, an explosive magic that threw force and flame outwards from her. Many of the demons had been caught in the blast but so had Gwenive. She awoke to her current situation. “Where is Asharia and Bernard?”

“The human is dead. Fell to my imps quickly. For something so small, they are powerful in groups and easy to make. Your tiefling friend should be birthing a few dozen in the next week or so the way they’ve been at it. She was strong, casting a spell while being ravaged and raped. And in the cell, she fought back for nearly a whole day before her will broke and I didn’t need to even lock the door. She’s submitted to her role as demons’ whore quite nicely.” The cold hands moved gently across Gwenive’s breasts. “It’s the least she can do for destroying the front of my manor. Hopefully she’ll last a few days longer than most. I’d like to get at least three litters out of her cunt before she dies of exhaustion.” The voice moved around Gwenive, so close that the elf could feel the coldness in her breath. “You’re Lady Silversmith? But you died years ago.” 

“Wrong. I’m not. Though I wear her skin, I am someone else. Something else. I am a force of nature, the consequences of a life of dark sins of flesh and pleasure. Lady Silversmith gave her body and soul to me in dark matrimony and I took what was mine.” The voice was finally gaining some tone to it, as the emotional gates had been opened. “And I’ll keep taking until I have the power to release my sisters from their imprisonment and we finally crack the cosmos and let our Mother of Pleasure into this world!” The undead arms of Lady Silversmith wrapped themselves around Gwenive and the puppet corpse kissed the back of her neck. “But to gain that power, I have to take it willingly. Which means I need you to give it to me. But before you say ‘never’, listen to me.” One hand slowly lowered itself down to Gwenive’s sex, the cold fingers dancing across her skin. “I will bring you to the edge of coming a thousand times, keep you begging for release, and never grant it to you. I can fuck you in ways you can’t begin to imagine with tools and parts you never knew existed. Or I could let you suffer the same fate as the tiefling, filled in every hole with demon cum, speaking only in gargled cries of pleasure as imp cock after imp cock drains itself inside you, leaving you so gone mentally, you forgot everything but the feeling of being breed. Or you can give yourself to me now, and I’ll show you the future that my Mother plans for every creature in this world.” Gwenive felt a shiver of pleasure roll through her as Lady Silversmith’s fingers played with her, her breath became more shallow as each spike of lust made it’s way up her body. She feared becoming like Asharia, broken and bred to death. Could she keep her mind long in that situation? Likely not. And she couldn’t escape now, the bounds that held her gave her no give. She had no other choice but to give the demon what she wanted. “I’ll give myself to you willingly if you let Asharia go.” Gwenive’s words sounded stronger than she felt but she hoped that the demon was desperate enough to take the deal. The hands left Gwenive and the sharp footsteps left the room. It seemed like forever before they returned, with another set of weak steps. Gwenive listened as the weak steps moved in front of her. The sharp musk of demon seed filled Gwenive’s nose, nearly gagging her. “What is your name?” Lady Silversmith asked. Asharia’s weak voice struggled to find the words before she finally spoke. “Whore.” 

“And what is it that you want? Freedom? Power?” 

“To be… used… to be… bred…”

Gwenive cried behind her blindfold. “No… You are Asharia. You are a sorceress of great power. You aren’t a whore!”

“Is that true?” Lady Silversmith said with a wicked hint in her voice.

“No… I… I am… a whore… a slut… a cocksleave…”

“NO! NO! NO!” Gwenive screamed as Asharia kept saying lead and awful names the imps had given her. Lady Silversmith’s cold laughter added grim music to the affair, bouncing off the walls like arrows into Gwenive’s ears. “See, I can’t make that deal because there isn’t anyone named Asharia here. Just Whore. And Whore looks a bit hungry. Are you, Whore?” The tiefling quietly said yes. “And what does Whore eat?” “Cocks.” Asharia’s lips said. Gwenive was angry. She shook at her bindings, trying to break free but it was useless. “Well, I don’t have a cock to feed her with. But I think our elven friend can help with that.” Lady Silversmith had moved behind Gwenive and grabbed her again. This time, her hand when straight to Gwenive’s vagina, and two fingers dove inside her without any foreplay. They moved in and out with forceful speed, shooting Sparks of pleasure up Gwenive’s body. The elf let out a moan as the fingers keep moving inside her. “She seems like she’s up to help us feed you, Whore. Let’s give you what you want!” As Lady Silversmith removed her fingers from the elf’s sex, she felt something come out of it. It took her a second to realize that it was something apart of her, and she could feel the cold air touching whatever it was. The experience wasn’t painful, more like was stretching out of her body. Soon the object laid limp over her vagina and touched the inside of her legs. Suddenly the blindfold was off and Gwenive could see a beautiful, pale human woman standing in front of her and Asharia who was naked, bruised, and covered in dirt, blood, and dried cum sitting on her knees before her. The tiefling had one horn broke off somewhere since Gwenive last saw her and her belly had grown by a lot in a short time, fresh stretch marks marked her red skin. Asharia’s eyes were fixated between Gwenive’s legs and as she looked down, she found that she now has a penis. Asharia’s hands moved to caress the new flesh pole, the warm touch caused it to twitch. “Asharia, no…” Gwenive whispered but the tiefling acted as she didn’t hear it. Instead, she kept moving her hands along the length of Gwenive’s cock, causing it to slowly stiffen and rise. It felt good to Gwenive but she still tried to struggle against the pleasure. The two adventurers hadn’t known each other long but the ranger didn’t wish to see such a proud mage like this. How long had she been out? It had to of taken a long time for Asharia to break, hadn’t it? Gwenive looked over at the possessed body of Lady Silversmith, who was leaning against a desk, dressed in a black robe that hung loosely off her shoulders so the large breast of the woman was exposed. The demon was busy playing with her sex while sucking on the fingers that had been inside Gwenive. The whole scene was arousing, but creepy at the same time. That thought didn’t stop Gwenive’s penis from becoming erect, and soon the mass was standing straight out from her body, with Asharia looking at it with lust and desire in her eyes. “The best part is that I never told her to do this. She’s given herself to her fate.” Lady Silversmith said as her pulled her wet fingers from her cunt and over her breast. “You should thank me for given you such a wonderful slut to pleasure you, and a great tool for her to play with.” Gwenive tried to plead with Asharia “Don’t do this! She may have broken your will, but you can still fight back! Don’t do this!”

Asharia looked up at Gwenive, as if she thought about what she said. But it didn’t matter. Asharia took Gwenive’s cock into her mouth, and sucked on it greedily. Gwenive tried to suppress her moan but it slipped from her lips, her body betraying her. Asharia licked the head of the penis and used her hands to stroke the shaft. It took only a few moments for Gwenive to scream from the pleasure as she came into Asharia’s mouth. The tiefling swallowed the first few shots, but Gwenive’s magical cock kept spraying load after load. Soon the tiefling’s cheeks were full and cum dropped out of her mouth and on the floor. Asharia swallowed what she had then dropped to the floor to lick up what she had missed. Lady Silversmith laughed and moaned at the sight. “Yes! That’s a good Whore! Don’t you agree, elf?” Gwenive caught her breath enough to scream “YOU VILE BITCH! WHEN I GET OUT OF THESE SHACKLES I WILL RIP YOUR DEAD HEART FROM YOUR CHEST AND SEND YOU TO THE ABYSS THAT YOU CAME FROM!”

That only got a laugh in reply. The demon moved towards the pair and kicked Asharia out of the way. “Your words are strong but your body tells the truth!” Gwenive could feel her cock hadn’t changed from it’s erect position. “You act as if what I have given you is a curse. You ungrateful bitch!” And Gwenive’s face exploded in pain from a slap from Lady Sliversmith. The demon moved so fast Gwenive didn’t even see her arm move. “I offer you Paradise. I offered you pure pleasure. All you have to do is submit to me.” Lady Silversmith aimed Gwenive’s cock towards her wet sex. “It’s not as if my Mother wants to burn your world. She only wants you to fuck, to love, to shed your preconceived notions of morality. She wants to create a world devoid of hate, jealousy, and greed.” Lady Silversmith began to lower herself into Gwenive, the cold but wet snatch of the undead lady sent a chill through the elf’s body. “When you serve a higher power such as the Mother of Pleasure, you don’t need such useless emotions. You just give yourself to what you truly desire… This!” The demon wrapped her legs around Gwenive’s hips and her arms around her neck. She bounced up and down, each thrust sending Gwenive deeper and deeper within the corpse. Gwenive closed her eyes, trying to think of anything she could do to escape, but she was trapped. The demon was winning. How long could she keep resisting. Could she last a day, a week, a month of this continuous fucking? The ranger moaned again as she felt a second orgasm build down below. It wouldn’t be long before she came within the demon. “Tell me, elf. What is it that you want?” Tears rolled down Gwenive’s cheeks as she realized the truth. She wouldn’t escape. She would be used as a sex toy, a whore, until she died. The demon would rape her, and Asharia until they took their last breath. And they would give birth to demon spawns, litter after litter of them. She knew she was defeated. Nothing would change this. Gwenive dropped her dead down into Lady Silversmith’s chest, the smell of death and incense was strong here. “I want… I want… to…” 

Suddenly, something wet splashed over Gwenive’s face. She opened her eyes to see blood all over Lady Silversmith’s pale breast. A blade was sticking out of them, just a hair’s breathe from Gwenive’s own. The demon dropped down on Gwenive’s cock one more time, causing the elf to come. It was as intense as before and load after load filled the dead woman’s body. Once she stopped, the demon fell back, causing the rest of the short sword to push it’s way through her body. The demon grabbed the blade with a confused look in her face. Behind her, Asharia stood, the faded look gone from her eyes, and she stood above her like an adventurer she was. “I am Asharia. Not Whore anymore!” She raised her hand and called forth a flame from the ether, sending it crashing down on Lady Silversmith. The demon possessed corpse screamed in pain as the flames burned away the flesh and bones until nothing but ash remained. From everywhere, screams of imps echoed through the manor, as they realized their Mistress had been destroyed. 

Asharia quickly worked on untying Gwenive from her restrains then gave her the sword she stabbed Lady Silversmith with. “I hope you got some strength left. There are many imps here and some of the lost people are downstairs alive. We are in for a fight.”

“Good.” Gwenive smiled. “I need to blow off some steam.”

I Own Joyce By NutzBuddy

Introduction:

Owned by he Master/ Son Mark Evans , Joyce is married to Marks Stepdad Bill who is now a cuckold, who can only get off by watching his wife fucking & sucking other men & women My name is Mark Evans & I’m 20 yrs old I’m an ordinary guy but for one thing. I’m great at mind control that’s why i have two much older sex slaves , you see I’ve always enjoyed the company of older women One is my mother Joyce Evans who is 55 & the other is my neighbor Amy Johnson slightly younger at 53.
Right now they are both collared & leashed wearing their identical 7 inch thigh high hooker boots ,nipple rings , tramp stamps in small black ink saying ‘marks bitch” on their lower backs both got tattooed a month ago. Also Joyce &Amy have 3 inch butt plugs in there fat asses. Let me tell you about them Amy is what you may call a BBW she is 5ft2 140 pounds all ass & tits 40dd at that with short red hair. Mom (Joyce ) has long blonde hair with a little gray she is 5ft 9 with 44dd fake tits which stepdad bought for her before he became a cuckold (now Bill my stepdad only gets off when watching mom with other women or getting fucked or sucking other guys (me )(lol ). Joyce also has a great ass & fabulous legs from all the tennis she plays at the club. That I’ve allowed mom to continue, usually im dominating Amy in the master suite while she is gone. Amy is married to a wimpy 60 year old cuckold named George who I’snt even 140 pounds soaking wet . He only gets off when his wife gets fucked by others like pops does. Bill(pops) &George only get to fuck their wives on their birthdays & anniversary . Twice a year l let them be free of mind control .But the wives wont allow anal sex or give head on my orders Well now that you know something about my life as a maledom lets go into the living room & have some kinky fun with Mom & Amy .
Without saying a word i grabbed Joyce by the leash & shoved my ass in her face she obediently starting rimming me with her tongue , Mom was the best at rimjobs, Amy was also leashed as i grabbed the chain & started facefucking her with my 11 inch penis. All i could hear was sluuuurp & ummmmfff , which meant both Joyce & Amy were enjoying their meals . Soon their reward would arrive in the form of my jism should i deposit it as a double facial, or have Amy eat it ? Doublefacial , “turnaround Mom/SLUT i said as i exploded with a huge load of cum all over Amy & Moms face. Kiss each other i told them as Joyce and Amy obeyed & shared their masters love juices .
Taking out my cellphone i took pictures of Joyce & Amy covered in facial cum. Later i would show the cuckolds, they were always asking when they could watch me using & dominating their wives? They had only been allowed to watch once & never with both ladies together. I think it would be too much for them I remembered George wacking off (he has a 4 inch dick ) while i fucked his wife in the pussy & face , the guy almost had a heart attack he couldnt stop jerking off. Amy called after i left & i told her to sit on his face and tell him to eat you out.And then he stopped. 
Go get a towel mom i said now you & Amy clean each other off, clean your cumfaces. Lets go to the master suite , where you both can entertain me , i took off their leashes , both were still collared though. Now Joyce get on the bed on your bed & Amy get on top of her and start to 69. I sat in the armchair at the foot of the bed smoking a joint impressed at what i was watching 2 married ladies who were eating each others pussies like it was steak. Both had sexy long tongues , slurping away at the pussy lips paying special attention to the clit. I was getting horny so decided to lube up 3 fingers & i shoved Amys BBW ass . When the ass was ready i stuffed my dickhead slowly into Amy ass , i had only fucked Amys ass a couple of times so it wasnt gaped like moms (joyce).Pleease master you are so biiiig aaawwww its starting to feel good now sir . Amy here it comes as she was now stuffed as i told mom who was underneath me to lick my nuts. Damn she was a great ballsucker . I started to spank Amys buttcheeks as the ball licking continued , i was in heaven . And i would cum soon but i didnt want to so i pulled out & instead of cumming up Amy ass, i had Joyce (mom) suck on my ass smelling prick & she sucked on it like it was a huge popsicle. She was giving me the sloppiest blowjob ever . I spit on her face & had Amy lick it off. As i continued fucking Joyces face i had Amy underneath Joyce eating her cunt & licking her ass., so for added effect mom was humming ummmm on my prick . I was getting close , this time though i decided to cum down moms throat & have her eat it. Which Joyce did willingly .
After that i told Mom (Joyce ) to go into her room and get the strapon dildo. I wasnt done with Joyce yet, When mom handed me the strapon dildo i told the much shorter Amy to put it on . Moms ass was gaped and lubed from wearing the buttplug and all the anal fucking i had giving her. So i told i told Amy to fuck her ass as hard as she could with the 10 inch rubber prick. AWWWWWW AMMMY that feeels good screamed Joyce thanks Mark .Thats not the name you should be using Joyce i said faking anger as i spanked both her buttcheeks hard I meant ” Master ” Joyce responded her pussy was getting wetter now