TEMPTATION SeXStoRY

Anyone viewing Judith Pritchard's life from the outside might have been forgiven for thinking she had nothing to complain about: a fine elegantly furnished house in a leafy suburb, with the almost obligatory swimming pool and three-car garage -- with cars of course. A husband, Magnus, who in his late forties was still a handsome man and obviously successful in business, although no one seemed to quite know what business, but it was usually reported to be "Something in the city." Then there was their son Payton, a fine looking boy somewhat after the manner of his father. By the age of eighteen he had not once been brought home by the police because of some misdemeanour, and his parents had never been called to the police station because Payton was there for some more serious offence. Payton had the added virtues of academic and sporting success at the expensive school his parents had sent him to. Every Sunday morning Judith, Magnus and Payton could be seen driving away at ten thirty for the eleven o'clock church service and at two o'clock in the afternoon Judith would drive herself to the church again to take a Sunday school class. Due to the success of Magnus' "something in the city" business, Judith had no need to work. In her early twenties she had graduated with distinction from the College of the Arts. The skills she had acquired at the college she now used to alleviate the ever looming boredom that threatened the leafy suburb women, who, like Judith, had husbands who brought home what once long ago would have been the bounty of the hunt. In short, Judith ran a few art classes for the local women. In addition she sometimes sold her own work, although the money was of no great matter. As well as the art classes Judith was heavily engaged in worthy charitable work, being chairperson of this, president of that, and secretary of the other. At the very personal level Judith had also been fortunate. Approaching her forties she was still a strikingly attractive woman. An oval face with a complexion that might be taken as a sun tan, but was in fact her natural colour; this suggested that somewhere in her past there was an ancestor with a dark complexion who came from warmer climes. Who that ancestor might be nobody seemed to know, but whoever it was they had served Judith well. Her features were perfectly regular, her upper lip short, her lower lip full. Her eyes large, dark, with a slightly solemn look, with thick eyelashes; and her abundant hair hung like two black curtains from a centre parting. Her figure was slender, and when seen in a bikini, long well-proportioned legs were on display, and as if in defiance of her slenderness her bikini top enclosed large beautifully formed breasts that in fact did not need the support of the top. It might be asked, how such a woman could find any cause for discontent in such circumstances, and certainly Judith, Magnus and Payton gave the impression of being a women's magazine ideal f****y leading a comfortable life. That indeed was how those who knew them or lived close by saw them to be. * * * * * * * * It has been said that if, like some divinity, we could lift the roof off houses and peer in, we would find that the idyllic image that is on public display might not hold up under such scrutinizing godly inspection. One is reminded of the serpent of temptation in the innocence of the Garden of Eden; the serpent that searched for the weakness in Eve; that weakness being the target for the serpent's enticement. Such notional serpents can be found in every human environment and circumstance awaiting their chance to strike, even in the seemingly paradisaical conditions of the Pritchard f****y; and let us be frank, that serpent of temptation does not in fact exist outside us, but is within us. The temptations arise out of our needs and desires and are fulfilled, if at all, when the situation seems most favourable. And so it was that Judith Pritchard was not the contented woman she presented to the outside world; but why was this so? The reasons might be traced to a number of factors. The first of these related to a problem many women face as they approach middle life. Stated simply, her marriage of some twenty years had become a habit, and in many respects a boring habit. Put bluntly Magnus has lost interest in the more intimate side of their marriage. Why Magnus no longer seemed interested in his attractive wife might have been because he sought his sexual gratification elsewhere; there are many men who seem to need this. He was after all good looking and financially well off, and this is frequently an attraction for young or even older women and a temptation for the man who is in that position. This however is purely conjectural, and his disinterest in Judith might have been some unacknowledged medical problem, or simply boredom with the same woman. Stated another way, Judith was a woman with considerable sexual needs, which needs her husband no longer fulfilled. The original passion that among other things had produced Payton, had from Magnus' point of view, died. Sadly this is a situation that many women experience, and the question is, what to do about it? One option is to seek a lover. This option often leads to complications and getting found out: the lover is seen arriving and leaving at regular intervals; the lover's car is seen parked where it is not expected to be; the neighbour who whispers in the husband's ear; the lover who wants more than an affair and eventually exposes his desire too openly, and even meeting a lover in a hotel or motel room does not guarantee that the couple will not be seen by someone who knows them. Given her otherwise comfortable circumstances, getting found out was not a desirable outcome as far as Judith was concerned, since it might mean an end to her life-style. Another option is masturbation, an option frequently adopted by sexually deprived women. This was the alternative Judith embraced. It did to some extent relieve her sexual frustration, but with its limitations it was for her not the "real thing" when compared to warm flesh and bl**d contact. To continue my serpent imagery, it was at this point the serpent of temptation saw the weakness, but it also saw another weakness and opportunity, but at first it moved cautiously. * * * * * * * * This temptation was centred upon Judith and her son Payton. Always the fond -- some might say overly fond -- mother, as her husband's sexual interest in Judith faded she felt no longer loved by Magnus. As an alternative Judith turned to the other object of her love, Payton. This alternative was well targeted. It was true that in his early teen years Payton had been rather embarrassed when his mother wanted to continue the hugs and kisses of his c***dhood days; but as the end of his teen years drew near and maturity took over, Payton not only came to accept his mother's desire for physical contact, but often actively sought it. If it is thought that Payton's desire for physical contact with his mother derived from an absence of sexual activity in his life, then this must be immediately contradicted. Payton had gone through that fumbling adolescent time of sexual experimentation with girls, and had also been fortunate enough to have had a delightful affair with an older woman whose husband was an international representative for a large company, and as a consequence was often away from home. The affair came to an end when the husband was promoted and was no longer travelling the world. The liaison had, however, been a learning experience for Payton during which he was taught how to satisfy a woman sexually. It was an experience that he could not have gained if his sexual partners had been limited to girls of his own age. This of course raises the question whether all young men should be introduced into their sex lives by older women, but this issue must be left aside as we pursue the events that took place in the lives of Judith, Payton and Magnus, and of course our imagined serpent. To be clear then; that Payton did not accept his mother's affectionate advances, nor did he seek that physical contact because he was sexually starved, it can therefore be said that he had a genuine love for his mother, and this found its outlet in their physical closeness. As Judith increasingly experienced sexual deprivation, and the more she felt unloved by Magnus, the more she turned to Payton for the affection she needed. What the initial sexual content of this was is difficult to say, but in almost every male/female relationship there is a sexual content, either by attraction, aversion, or perhaps eventually a neutral stance. It should be added that in gay relationships similar constraints apply. What Judith came to see was that Payton was attracted to her, but she was sophisticated enough to know that this attraction often exists in a mother and son relationships, and is usually a passing phase in the development of the son. Taking into account that Judith was approaching the dreaded forties, a time when women question their looks and their ability to attract a male, then to have a man almost half her age attracted to her gave her a much needed ego boost, even if it was her son. As Judith would now be the first to admit, she played on Payton's attraction to her, but at the time there seemed to be no harm in this. After all why shouldn't a son find his mother attractive, and for that matter why shouldn't a mother find her son appealing? It was with this realisation that Judith felt free to seek even more frequent physical contact with her son. This, perhaps, was the thin end of the serpent wedge. When she hugged Payton she could often feel his hard manhood pressed against her, and her vagina became uncomfortably wet as it prepared for penetration; kisses lingered longer, and sometimes she briefly agitated her pubis over Payton's hard and seemingly substantial manhood. Judith in her need both enjoyed and was frustrated by these contacts with Payton, but went out of her way to try and extend them, but in ways that she hoped seemed risk-free. For example, from his c***dhood mother and son had often swum together in the pool, and afterwards lain side by side on air mattresses, with Judith clad only in a bikini and Payton in rather brief swimming shorts. Nothing was different now, except that she noticed Payton paying increasing attention to her, her breasts in particular. For her part Judith could not but help see Payton's substantial erections that seemed to be inspired by her. Still nothing might have come of this because as part of her psyche Judith had a fixed idea about i****t and its powerful taboo, and she could never imagine a situation in which she might conquer this taboo, unless of course Payton tried to **** her, in which case she might...but no, that was not to be contemplated. Still the serpent of temptation lurked and waited; although the fact that the physical contact encouraged by Judith became ever more frequent, and that it became progressively more fervent, suggested to the serpent of temptation that the time to strike was drawing near. To use a common aphorism, because Judith enjoyed and encouraged the physical contact she was eventually "hoist by her own petard." Put crudely, the contact made her horny, leading to ever more frequent masturbation and sexual fantasies about Payton. * * * * * * * * How long this state of affairs with mother and son might have continued in the home environment is difficult to say. Certainly something would eventually have taken place, but what might have happened must remain forever unknown, because something intervened, something outside the home environment, to shape an outcome. It chanced that one of the women in her art classes had hired a houseboat on the River Murray for a fortnight. The woman and her husband had taken frequent houseboat holidays and she was given to pointing out, rather delicately, how romantic her husband became on such occasions. A few days out from the trip it had to be cancelled because the husband had been taken sick with pleurisy. Cancelling the boat meant the loss of the substantial deposit and during the art class she asked rather casually if any of them would care to take over the booking. The idea of taking over the boat had an instant appeal for Judith because earlier in their marriage she and Magnus had several times hired a houseboat. They had even thought of buying one of their own, but this had never happened. The thought ran through Judith's mind that if she could get Magnus away on such a trip it might restore some of the "romance" to their marriage. Alone on the houseboat and in one of the isolated places the river afforded, Magnus might find a renewed interest in her. Rather impulsively Judith said she would take over the boat for the fortnight's hire. Sadly her optimism was doomed to disappointment. Magnus would not go on the trip, using as his reason that he couldn't leave his business at such short notice, adding rather f***efully, "I don't know what the hell got into you, agreeing to take the boat." No amount of persuasion could move Magnus, and Judith, unusually for her, lost her temper and said, "If you won't come I'll take Payton." This drew sneering remarks from Magnus about Payton being a mother's boy, and if Judith wanted to take the trip with Payton it was okay with him, but don't expect him to pay for it. At those cutting remarks Judith resolved that she would ask Payton to join her on the boat. Payton, who was between high school and tertiary studies which were yet to commence, agreed to the arrangement, and Judith was not altogether displeased that her plan to get Magnus away for a romantic fortnight had failed. Her thought was that she and Payton would have a lot of fun. Plans were made, supplies bought, and all was packed into their Land Rover, and on the appointed day they were off. A river usually provides two alternatives for travelling, upstream and downstream. From the place they took the boat from going downstream meant travelling through several riverside towns and generally the more inhabited areas, and it was for those who could not bear to be more than ten minutes away from fast food outlets and other urban facilities. Upstream had far fewer inhabitants and long stretches of wild country, and the nearest town upstream was one hundred and fifty kilometres away. Judith and Payton elected to go upstream. At a cruising speed of eight kilometres an hour it took them a couple of hours to clear the more inhabited area but then they were moving into the wild country, and this was for those who enjoyed the peace and isolation; an isolation that became increasingly obvious the further they went. * * * * * * * * At around five o'clock they pulled into the bank and tied up. As the motor stopped a peace broken only by the sound of birds and the current rippling against the boat seemed to take them into its warm embrace. An evening meal prepared and eaten, mother and son sat in companionable silence out on the stern deck as the dusk closed in. A lone kangaroo appeared some twenty metres away to drink from the river; a large group of corellas went skimming and shrieking by to their night roosting place. It had been too late when they tied up for swimming or fishing, but Judith suggested that the next day they should stop earlier at a suitable place for those activities. That sat on in the growing darkness until a glow appeared behind the trees on the opposite bank and the moon rose slowly, bathing everything in a blue light and silvering the rippling water. As if by some mutual agreement mother and son rose and went into the boat interior and prepared for bed, each going to their own bedroom; Judith lay awake for a long time that night, considering her situation. For a long time she had hoped that Magnus would somehow be restored to her as a lover, but his refusal to come with her on this trip seemed to have finally drawn a line under the sexual aspect of their marriage. It was a sad conclusion but somehow it seemed to free Judith of certain inhibitions. She told herself that masturbation was not enough and her sex life was not at an end; she would not be denied and there would be someone to give the love she needed and that she was prepared to give. Masturbation might not be enough, but she had to masturbate herself to orgasm a couple of times, and her climax fantasies were a strange mixture of Magnus and Payton, before she finally fell asl**p. Her dreams that night were an extension of her masturbation fantasies, the mixture of Magnus and Payton. In those dreams she had her arms stretched out to Magnus but he was continually receding from her. Payton, naked and his large penis erect, was saying repeatedly, "I want you...I want you..." as Judith pulled back whispering, "No darling...no darling...we can't..." * * * * * * * * In the morning Judith awoke with a start, her vagina was wet with desire and her whole body seemed to be crying out for sexual love. She could hear Payton moving about the boat, and simply hearing him drove her into a frenzy of masturbation. Her fantasy no longer included Magnus. It was Payton who was penetrating her as she climaxed, and when she relaxed after her orgasm she wept because Payton had only been a fantasy and not the reality she so desperately needed. She could smell the aroma of her masturbating activities and rising from the bed she hurried to the shower where in the midst of showering she had to masturbate again. As she returned to her room she could smell frying bacon and eggs and Payton called out, "Breakfast's ready." The day was already warm and Judith, anticipating a swim later, put on her bikini and went to the dining and living area. Payton was just serving up breakfast but there was a pause when he first saw his mother. What she was wearing might be described as a bikini, but it was a very minuscule bikini which went by the description "string bikini." Anticipating that Magnus would be on the houseboat with her, Judith had bought the garment in the hope that it would seduce Magnus, and it had required Judith to spend time carefully removing all her pubic hair. The garment was hardly designed for swimming, but that had not been its purpose from Judith's point of view. It barely covered those two main erogenous zones, her genitals and breasts. It was small wonder Payton stared, but then Judith has reason to stare at him, or at least a part of him. He too had apparently anticipated a swim later in the day and had put on his swimming shorts. Certainly his shorts were nowhere near as sparse as Judith's string bikini; however, they were totally inadequate when it came to concealing the erection he got as he gazed at his mother. Their gazing at each other's barely concealed sexual organs lasted for about half a minute, but for mother and son it seemed to go on for a long time. Despite all the physical contact they had engaged in over recent months they had never been so exposed to each other, nor had their desires been so blatantly on display. The tension was broken when Payton suddenly returned to serving breakfast and Judith began to chatter uneasily about what they might do that day. The aim, they decided, was to travel upstream for an hour or two until they found a suitable sandbar where they could fish and swim. They seemed to be embarrassed in each other's presence as they tried to conceal their feelings, and so conversation tended to be disjointed. After breakfast Payton started the engine, the boat was untied, and they turned upstream. Judith seemed to be the first to recover from the emotions she had been experiencing, but the direction her conversation took indicated what was really going on inside her. "Darling," she said, "do you remember when we all went house boating together when you were little?" Payton said he did remember, adding that they had been happy times and he'd wondered why they'd stopped. Judith said that life had got busy and "When your father did have time for a break he always wanted to go overseas." That was true, but Judith now suspected that the intimacy of a houseboat was what Magnus had wanted to avoid. "Do you remember how we used to swim naked in those days?" Judith asked. Payton did remember, and asked why they shouldn't do it now since there was no one to see them. Judith added enthusiastically that, "You always feel so wonderfully free when you swim in the nude." That may be true and many who have experienced nude swimming have said the same, but some might question Judith's motives in raising the subject and Payton's in taking the matter further and suggesting they might do it now. The serpent of temptation must have been chuckling salaciously. * * * * * * * * A couple of hours travelling up river and Judith spotted a sandbar on a bend in the river. "There," she said, "there, downstream of that sandbar." Payton nosed the boat into the bank adjacent to the sandbar; they tied up and Payton cut the motor. As on the previous day silence, apart from bird noises, took over. The trees and foliage were thick on both banks and it was as if they were in a world of their own, their private Eden. Payton inflated two air mattresses on the stern deck and lowered the swimming ladder. Judith emerged from the interior of the boat carrying two towels. Hesitation was obvious. They had agreed they would swim in the nude, but neither seemed ready to strip off the little they were wearing. As if to delay the moment Judith said, "Darling, we haven't had lunch, do you think we should have it before we swim?" Payton, trembling slightly despite the heat of the day, took the initiative and saying, "No, I think its best if we swim now," he took off his swimming shorts to stand naked in front of his mother. His penis was partially erect and Judith gazed at it, fascinated, as she slowly removed her own sketchy swimwear. Naked in front of her son the effect on Payton was almost immediate. What had been his partial erection now became full blown. Judith's experience with the male sex organ had been limited to that of Magnus'. That penises varied in size had never occurred to her. Now, as she gazed at Payton's penis she was on a fast learning curve, they did vary in size, very markedly, and she wondered if she would be able to take a penis of that size into her vagina. With a sharp intake of breath Payton turned away from Judith and climbing down the swimming ladder struck out for the opposite bank. Judith watched him for a few moments, overcome by the emotions that were shaking her, then she too descended the ladder and began to swim, but not to the opposite bank like Payton. Judith, content to let the water cool her, swam languidly close to the boat, occasionally stopping to hold on to the ladder and look at Payton's progress. He reached the opposite bank and began the return swim. Judith climbed up the ladder and hastily drying herself she lay down on one of the air mattresses that were shaded by the stern awning. She heard Payton arrive back at the boat and through half closed eyes she watched him as he climbed the ladder. His swim seemed to have done nothing to cool his sexual arousal because his penis was still hard and erect. When he was standing on the deck Judith could see that his eyes were averted, not looking at her. He picked up his towel and for a moment he made a move to go into the interior of the boat, and then seemed to change his mind. He dried himself and then lay close to her on the other mattress. Lying on his back he closed his eyes and appeared to go off to sl**p. * * * * * * * * Judith lay on her side looking at Payton. His penis was still erect and in Judith's eyes is was beautiful. The serpent's moment had finally arrived, and inside Judith there began a dialogue between her serpent and her conscience. "Does the i****t taboo say that you must not touch your son's penis?" her serpent asked. "No," was the reply, "it says that I mustn't have my son's penis and cum in my vagina." "Then why not touch it," the serpent continued, "you know you want to, and after all, you made it, and just touching it can do no harm." "But suppose he wakes up?" "What if he does, you know that his erection is because he's seen you naked, and so why would he object if he awoke to find you touching it?" Judith saw the truth of this and reaching out with her hand she gently touched the tip of Payton's penis, feeling its smoothness and warmth. Precum was seeping from his urethra and Judith glanced up at Payton. His eyes were still closed and he had not stirred. With her forefinger Judith gathered a little of the precum and transferred it to her tongue, tasting the clear and viscous liquid. It was good and enticing and Judith took a little more of the precum onto her forefinger and tasted again. Once more she glanced at Payton's face. His eyes were still closed and Judith wondered if she might take the head of his penis into her mouth and suck the precum into it. "He'll never know," the serpent whispered. Judith moved to take his penis into her mouth and began to suck very cautiously. The precum seemed to flow more profusely and Payton gave a low moan and the serpent said, "It's all right, he's having a wet dream." This encouraged Judith to be less cautious and she sucked harder and wrapping her fingers round the thickness of Payton's penis she began to tenderly massage it. It was wonderful; she was fondling her son's penis and tasting his precum, and the serpent murmured, "You've wanted to do this for a long time so enjoy," and Judith knew this to be yet another truth. She wondered how Payton would feel about his mother enjoying his penis, and almost as if in answer she felt hands behind her head holding her to the penis and the voice of Payton, "Oh mother...mother..." Payton had awakened or perhaps had never been asl**p at all, and startled Judith tried to pull back from his penis, but his hands held her to it, and he spoke again. "I love you...I love you...I want you..." "He wants you," the serpent hissed, "you know what that means; he wants his penis in your vagina, he wants to put his cum in you and..." "No...no..." Judith's other self cried out, "not that, not i****t, it's taboo." "So whose to know?" the serpent replied, "A lonely place, no one to see or hear, and you've wanted it to happen for a long time; you've dreamed about it, and didn't you secretly hope it would happen when you asked Payton to come with you on this boat, the two of you on your own?" Although Judith had not consciously planned to seduce Payton, the serpent's words exposed a deeper layer of her consciousness. Yes, she had hoped one day to feel her son's penis in her vagina as they gave physical expressed to their love, but still Judith feebly struggled against the serpent; "It's forbidden," her conscience cried weakly. "No," the serpent said firmly, "nothing is forbidden here, all is innocence here, and you are free to fulfil your slightest desire." The hands behind Judith's head relaxed, and she drew back from Payton's penis and looking up at him she saw the light of love and lust in his eyes. He reached down and she felt one of his fingers begin to circle her clitoris, as he said, "Let me come in you mother, I want you so much." His lips closed over one of her nipples and sucked it. Judith felt hot waves of love and desire course through her and she knew she must have him, must have her son even if only this once. Judith, aroused even before Payton began his tender stimulation, gave voice to her one remaining doubt. "Darling, you're so big and I'm very small down there, be gentle with me." "I'll be very gentle," Payton murmured. Judith parted her legs and raising them bent them at the knees to expose her genitals to her son. Payton came between her legs and the head of his penis probed for the entrance to her vagina. Judith reached down and guided him into her, holding her breath as she anticipated the pain his penetration would cause her. As he had said, Payton was very gentle as he eased his penis slowly into her. There was no pain as her vagina expanded to receive the thickness of his penis, and Judith murmured, "It alright darling put it all in me." As Payton pressed his whole length into her he kissed Judith deep and tongue probingly, one hand caressing her breast. His penis began to move in her vagina and the penetration of his tongue in her mouth seemed to keep time with his thrusts into her vagina. Judith, long deprived of sexual satisfaction, and now enjoying that most beautiful of all sexual encounters, that between mother and son, she quickly felt the approach of her orgasm and with it a kind of delirium took hold of her, she broke from the kiss and she began crying out and giving voice to her deepest and most primitive desires. "Come in me darling...come in me...put your sperm in mother...fill me...make a baby with me...make me pregnant...I want you darling...I need you...oh God...yes, yes, yes..." She felt the pulsating of Payton's penis as he drove his sperm deep into her and heard his cries, "Ah...ah...I love you...I love you...ah...ah..." For Judith the world seemed to gyrate for a few moments and as she climaxed she wept for joy; this for her was the pinnacle of sexual encounters, love and lust as it should be. The most beautiful of all sexual couplings, that between mother and son. * * * * * * * * Post-coital peace descended on them but they did not separate; they wanted to extend the love and exquisiteness of their sexual coupling. "Strange," Judith thought, "it was never been like that with Magnus; as soon as he finished ejaculating in me he always withdrew immediately." Payton was looking down at her and again he said, "I love you," and then kissed her, his hand still fondling her breast, as if they had not just finished their sexual intercourse but were engaged in foreplay. Shyly Judith asked, "Did you like doing that with mother?" "It was fantastic," Payton replied. "No regrets?" "Never," Payton said. "There, I told you," Judith's serpent said, "no heavenly policeman has come to arrest you and you've had a wonderful experience, so now enjoy each other for the rest of the trip." With those words Judith's serpent departed, having fulfilled its mission. "And at the end of the trip what then?" Judith wondered, but the thought dissolved as Payton began to move in her again, bringing her to another climax as he poured his seed into her. This time when they had finished Payton did withdraw from her. Her vagina was full of his cum and as it started to seep out of her he took some of the sperm on his fingers and touched it to his lips, and then touched it to her lips. It was then the incredible happened, something Judith even in her most fantastic dreams had never known. Payton knelt between her legs, and putting his hand under her buttocks raised her genitals and bending over them, started to lick her there. This was an act of love like no other and the mere thought of Payton tasting and smelling their combined sexual emissions drove her into yet another frenzy of love and lust. She clutched his head to her, holding it until her brought her to another orgasm. As he withdrew from her she could see Payton's lower face coated with their juices and she took his face between her hands and started to lap them with her tongue, but this was not enough for her. She bent over his penis and taking it into her mouth, sucked and licked it until Payton ejaculated and she swallowed. "Yes, the serpent was right," Judith thought. It was as if they had found a new Garden of Eden in which there was no guilt, no retribution, only love and the desire to express that love in the most intimate way possible for a man and a woman. * * * * * * * * What Judith forgot and the serpent failed to mention, was that in the first Garden of Eden there was retribution. For Judith and Payton there was retribution but it was to be delayed as they, freed from all sexual inhibitions, enjoyed the fullness of their love and bodies. Travelling, fishing and swimming took a definite back seat over the following days, as mother and son, having once discovered each other sexually, engaged in a bacchanalia of intimate exploration, and having discovered every physical nook and cranny of each other's bodies they knew where maximum pleasure could be given and received; and they found it good. Somewhat like the Lotus Eaters of Greek mythology, Judith and Payton were devoted to pleasure and luxury, although in their case it was the pleasure and luxury of sex, not eating lotus flowers. In short, mother and son were almost literally lost in each other. However, this constant flow of love and its physical expression, perfect though it was, came to an abrupt halt on the day the boat had to be returned to its base. Mother and son had found in each other their sexual fulfilment, but from now on what had been done freely and fearlessly on the boat, would now have to be carried on covertly. This was not particularly difficult since Magnus was frequently away from home "on business." It did however stultify the freedom of love they had previously experienced. It might be described as an "inconvenience," but it was petty compared to what awaited them. Two weeks after their return Judith at first suspected and then was certain that she was pregnant. That the pregnancy was the result of copulating with Magnus was impossible since Magnus had not been near her sexually for months. Her pregnancy could not be long concealed and Magnus would know she had been impregnated by a lover. In order to hide the fact that her pregnancy was the result of an i****tuous affair it was decided between mother and son that Judith would admit to an affair, without naming the father of her coming c***d. Strangely Judith's pregnancy, which might in the circumstances have put off the lover's ardour, only seemed to increase it. Despite the difficulties mother and son both admitted that they were delighted by the impregnation, and this seemed to spur them on to even more frequent sexual couplings. * * * * * * * * The time arrived when Judith's condition could no longer be hidden from Magnus. Like many men who themselves are not above a few affairs, Magnus was furious. Strangely it was not the fact that his wife had taken a lover that infuriated him, so much as the fact that Judith or the lover had taken no precautions against pregnancy. Was that because Magnus wanted a justification for an affair or affairs of his own? Nothing can be said for certain about that, but it is notable that on the grounds of her pregnancy Magnus divorced Judith, and not long after married a girl half his age. The serpent that seemed to have disappeared did make a further appearance, and in such circumstances that might just cause one to think that it did have an objective rather than a subjective reality. It occurred when Judith and Payton gazed enchanted at their new born daughter. Judith heard, or thought she heard, the sound of sibilant laughter. Silently she thanked the serpent for leading her into temptation and thus enabling her to find the love that she had so earnestly longed for.

pantyless shopping SeXStoRY

early saturday morning, wife got up, showered and returned to the bedroom, i was mostly awake, and was watching her dry off. she grabbed a pair of shorts and a tank top, then pulled out my favorite black lace bra, and a zebra stripe thong. she bent over in front of me, teasing me, while she was pulling on her thong, i reached out and cupped her ass cheek, and she pushed back against me, my hand found it's way between her thighs, rubbing her pussy through the thin fabric of the thong. soon she was squatting on my face, my tongue circling her clit, her hand around my hard cock stroking me slowly. her freshly shaved pussy was warm, wet and tasted so good, i nibbled on her clit, and tongue fucked her. her mouth found it's way to the head of my cock, slowly sliding down, until she had it all in her mouth, her finger massaging my asshole. she pushed her pussy hard into my face, i knew she about to cum, my face my soaking wet as she rode my face, she kept sucking and stroking my cock, and asked me to cum for her. my cock exploded in her mouth, she licked up every drop of my cum, then slid herself down to ride me reverse cowgirl, she rode my hard cock until she came 2 times. she slowly got up, toweling off her wet pussy. i got up and went to her closet, and pulled out my favorite little sundress she wears. she had a confused look on her face, i pulled off her cum soaked thong, and helped her on with the dress, and retrieved a pair of purple heels from her closet, and slipped them onto her feet. "no panties" is all i said. she left for her regular sat morning shopping. i recieve a text an hr later, all it said was "my pussy is so wet, cant wait to get back home" i replied "dont" she replied, "i'm at the mall, i wont" i'm getting hard again knowing she sitting in the parking lot, playing with her sweet little pussy, i wonder if anybody can see her walking by the car... she'll tell me about her adventure this afternoon while i kiss her clit, and finerfuck her asshole..

Annie's Craving for Cum SeXStoRY

Note: ——I am NOT the author!so plz Don't ask me about part two,am simply sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here A true story about an former girlfriend of mine. (names changed of course) I met Annie right after her divorce. She owned a small business and I struck up a conversation with her when it was slow that day. She was really hot looking. Pretty face, nice tits, hot legs and long red hair piled up on the back of her head. She was 22, and 5’2” with strikingly beautiful green eyes. We were both divorced and talked about it. I am 6’2”, blondish hair and had a thing for redheads. We quickly connected and we started talking very personal. My wife had left me for a woman, who turned out, only wanted money. Annie divorce her husband because he wouldn’t do anything but regular sex in bed, and she had desires longing to be fulfilled. After spending a long night talking at her house, we lay on the floor on pillows and her desires slowly came out. Annie had seen her dad jack off one time, cuming on her panties, spread out on his bed. This gave her a new thrill in her pussy, watching him shoot streams of cum all over them. He took her panties and hid them in a drawer. He thought Annie was spending the night at a girlfriends and he was alone upstairs. He didn’t bother to close his bedroom door. Annie was in her bed starting to go asl**p when she heard him moaning. She got up quietly to see. Her room was dark and his back was turned a little to her room, so he never saw her. Mom slept in another bedroom downstairs , they didn’t sl**p together for some reason. The next day mom and dad went to work, and Annie couldn’t stop thinking about dad cuming on her panties. Finally she snuck in his bedroom and opened his drawer. There was a black plastic zip bag. She opened it and she immediately smelled the aroma of his cum. She got a jolt in her pussy from the aroma, and chills ran through her body. There were 3 of her cum stained panties in there in separate plastic bags, but the top one she could see was still wet. She felt jitters in her hands and fingers as she held the bag, staring at his wet cum on her panties. She felt rising tingles in her pussy plus she felt a pulsing in her clit. This was all new to her and she took a big breath and savored the feeling to make the thrill last as long as possible. She pulled on the bag and unsealed it. She put her nose the bag opening. The aroma of his cum caused a strong twinge in her pussy that almost made her orgasm. She quick sealed the bag shut, to keep the aroma in. She felt a little dizzy and gasp for breath. He whole body tingled from her sneaking this look. She wanted that bag, and bad. Her mind raced with ways to get it. Dad would surely know if she took it, and questions might be asked. She got an idea. She went and got another pair of her panties just like the cummed on ones in dads bag. She wiped her wet pussy with them to get her aroma on them. She went back and with her finger wiped some wet cum on the new ones, and then switched them. Her fingers trembled as she carefully put everything back just like it was. She got a plastic bag and put the cum soaked panties in it. She hid it on her school back pack. Now she could have it at all times and places. She laid down on her bed to masturbate thinking about her dad cuming on her panties again. She had just enough time to cum before leaving for school. Her secret prize loomed in her mind as she fingered her clit. She grabbed her bag and got the panties bag. She slowly opened it and out came the aroma. Her orgasm was peaking as she put her tongue on the wet panties. The taste of his cum sent her over the top as her finger rubbed her clit fast. Her body bucked and twitched and the climax took her over. Her tongue tingled as she savored the taste over and over. A wave of euphoria jolted through her body, and she lost her breath, and gasp for air. She lay stunned that this had really taken place. Her pussy dripped as it twitched inside with new feelings. She lay quiet. Savoring the feelings as long as possible. -------------- At school she had the urge to tell her best friend Stacy, her new discovery, but feared she would think she was weird. She kept her secret to herself. She smiled all day knowing their were her wet cummed on panties in her back pack. After school Stacy came over to hang out. Ann slowly led the talk to talking about having sex with guys. She ask her what she thought about the aroma of a guys cum. Stacy said the aroma made her hot, and gave her tingles. Ann now couldn’t resist asking: “What about the taste?” ….Stacy said she’d never tasted any, but other girls said they liked it, but some said it was kinda salty and didn’t have much taste other than it was slick, but yet exciting to taste. Ann’s heart started beating faster and she gulped and asked Stacy….”Would you like to taste some?” Stacy said: “Yes!….then I would know what these girls are all talking about”. She decided to tell Stacy about her dad cuming in her panties, and hiding them away. Stacy’s eyes got real big and said: “Oh my god!….Lynn told me her dad does that too!…he has the hots for her and she wants to have sex with him, but she’s afraid they‘ll get caught.” Stacy whispered: (“…has your dad made a move on you before?…”) Annie said no, but she said she would love it if he did. Stacy said she wished her dad had the hots for her, but he just ignores her. “Mine does too.“, Annie said. Stacy looked at Annie puzzled, and said: “Well, if he jerks off on your panties, he must have desires for you, don’t cha think???” Annie got to thinking about that. She heard that guys think about the girl they’d like to fuck the most when they jerk off…..she wondered…. (‘Does my dad have a secret desire to have sex with me? I have to find out someway.’) She decided to talk to her mom about why dad and her don’t sl**p together, and maybe find out something about mom and dad’s sex life. She told me……. “ That evening I went into mom’s bedroom and said she had some questions for her. Mom was sitting up in bed said to close the door. “Annie, your dad and I have a problem. You must keep this to yourself. I love oral sex. I love the taste of cum and the smell of it drives me wild. Your dad just wants regular sex. He won’t even lick my pussy, so I’m not about have oral sex with him. Just face to face sex, that all we do. I found a man who likes oral sex and keeps me satisfied. I don’t know if he has a girl to have straight sex with. I know he tries to hide the fact that he has thoughts about you. -( When she said that, I felt a trickle of wetness in my pussy.) - I found some of your panties hidden and they had been cummed on. I also found two pictures of you in your bathing suit and they too had been cummed on. So he goes his way, and I go mine in the sex dept. I sat stunned and thanked mom for telling me all this. So dad has some real desires for me. I know now where my desire for cum comes from, my mom. The thought of my dad’s cum shooting on my panties keeps repeating it self over and over in my head. I get a twinge in my pussy every time. I have to talk to dad in private. I’d had dreams about having oral sex with my dad since then. He shoots his cum in my mouth and I climax. I wake up all hot and have to masturbate instantly picturing his tongue in my pussy as his cum fills my mouth. I can almost smell the aroma and taste it. I was racking my brain on how to get my dad to let me have oral sex with him. I got a break. I was in the kitchen and dad in the living room when mom announced that she was spending the weekend with her s****r. She giggled to me and pinched me on the butt. She whispered: (“s*s is covering for me, its an oral weekend for me.”) I smiled…but not for her. Dad and me alone this weekend, now’s my chance. I devised a plan. --------- Mom had left and that evening, I started in teasing daddy a little, rubbing up against him and acting sexy. He smiled but no move on me. I waited until bed time. I put on my skimpiest nightie and waited in my room with the door open. I heard daddy get out of the shower and saw him in his robe go in his bedroom and close the door. I waited for a minute and then got up and went in his bedroom and closed his door. He looked up shocked. He was naked, holding his robe in front of him. I sat on his bed and looked at him. “What is it sweetie?” he asked. I held up a pair of my panties that he had cummed on. His face went white, as he froze. I smiled big and said: “Daddy, you don’t need to do this anymore. I can take care of you.” He gave a big sigh of relief and walked over to me. I pulled his robe away and reached out and held his dick. I began to stroke it. It got hard instantly. He didn’t say a word, but I pulled him closer. This was my first time to touch and feel a dick, and my heart was pounding away. Now also for the first time,…I was going to lick and suck on one. I started in as he closed his eyes. I felt his balls gently and started licking everything. The excitement that I knew I was going to get his fresh cum in my mouth was making me dizzy. My stomach and hands were trembling as I was in my personal heaven. He ran his fingers through my hair and moaned softly. I had several mini-orgasms going on in my pussy, which was now soaking the edge of the bed. I tasted his pre cum, and swallowed it down, savoring the taste. His warm hands were all over my face and thru my hair. He reached down and fingered my pussy. I jumped as he rubbed my clit gently. I felt a big climax coming on. I stroked him faster as I put my lips over the head of his dick and let my mouth get it wet and slick. My climax was coming and my pussy twitched on his fingers. I moaned out of control as I felt him getting ready to cum. I jacked him as fast a I could and pushed his dick in my mouth as far as I could get it. My whole body began to shake as my climax was here! I yelled a muffled yell with his dick deep in my mouth…..then I felt it. Hot slick cum pumping in my mouth as he moaned real loud. I tasted it first, then the overflow came out the sides of my mouth. It provided the aroma I longed for. My pussy started dripping juice on his fingers as I moved it back and forth on them. I saw heavenly bursts of light go off in my head. The feel of his hot cum was the ultimate for me. I swallow some and felt the heat go all the way down my throat. My tongue was going crazy wallowing in his cum as he pumped more and more. Our moans keep up it seemed like forever. I couldn’t stop moaning from the pleasure beyond anything I had ever known. I put my other hand around his butt to hold him in me. I didn’t want to ever let go. His fingers cause jolt after jolt my pussy as I fucked his fingers over and over again. His knees began to weaken and he slowly dropped to his knees. I followed him down, still sucking him for every drop of cum he had. I had a mouth full of his cum and I let it savor in my mouth. I shook with more jolts of pleasure. This was what I craved all along, and now I sank to the floor going weak. I pulled my mouth off his dick and leaned my head back and let his cum slowly slide down my throat. He lay there, a passed out man with the most wonderful smile on his face. I rested my head beside his dick, licking the overflow, until it was all gone. I tried to hug him, but I was just to weak. We fell asl**p just as we lay.

faggots dream, truckers delight SeXStoRY

Truck drivers, what can you say. Just think about it, those handsome men on the long haul with nothing to do but drive and think. And I’m sure they’re just like most men, their minds wander to sex. I’m in a lucky position; my career allows me to do an immense amount of travel, where ever I want, whenever I want. I usually stay on the road myself during the warm months. It allows me and the truckers to wear less clothing. There was this one time on the interstate I saw a most handsome trucker. Big, hairy and just my type. I was at a rest stop using the bathroom when he walked in. I stood in awe. He had thick hairy legs which barely fit into the legs of the shorts he was wearing. The wife beater he had on strained from the bulk it held in place and the parts of his body not covered by the shirt were covered in fur. I couldn’t do anything but stare at this damn handsome hunk of bearflesh. He stepped up to the urinal and undid his pants then hauled out a most impressive piece of manflesh. I continued to stare; he seemed not to notice or care. He crossed his arms across his big belly while his meat let out a thick stream of urine. He finally looked over at me, standing like a statue and starring at his handsome form. He nodded which brought me back to reality. I nodded and began to wash my hands. He finally finished draining his bladder, zipped up and joined me at the sink. We began a conversation about the road, the weather, and other things. I felt somewhat like a school boy who was too shy to talk to the popular k** in school. After we finished washing our hands and drying them under the blower we both exited the bathroom at the same time. I walked to one of the picnic tables s**ttered throughout the rest area. I chose one close to where the semis parked in hopes of seeing him and or other truckers. I noticed he went back to his truck and closed off the interior with curtains. In a few he reemerged and walked over to where I was sitting. On his way over I noticed that the bulge in his pants seemed a little more pronounced than before when I spotted him in the bathroom. “Where is your final destination,” I asked. “On my way back home to Little Rock, and you,” he replied. “Going home myself, a little further east though, Atlanta.” “Long drive you got before you there. Me, according to law, I have to stay off the road for the next few hours. Pity there is nothing to do here in this wilderness,” he said as he placed his foot on the bench of the table and massaged his bulge. “Now that depends on how adventurous you are. Not to be too forward, but I would love to see the interior of your truck,” I said, not taking my eyes off his hand massaging his crotch. “Well then come on over and let me give you the tour. You might be impressed!” at this he outlined his crotch with his hand and winked at me. I followed him to his truck. He opened the door and invited me to enter first. He grabbed my ass as I lifted my leg and placed my foot into the first tread, “Let me help you up into the cab. That first step is a little high off the ground.” Then I felt a squeeze. My heart raced. The interior of the cab was quite spacious considering. He invited me to sit on the bed while he took the passenger seat. As he sat he adjusted himself to allow for his growing cock. Once he got seated I wasted no time in helping myself to his manhood. I pulled his shorts down and noticed that the underwear he was wearing when I saw him in the bathroom was gone. His cock was thick, uncut and had begun to ooze precum. I squeezed and it oozed a stream. That was all it took, I was down on it balls deep and nursing for all I was worth. “Slow down there cocksucker, that cock isn’t going anywhere and I want this to last for a while. That pretty little ass of yours looks very enticing to me. Besides, if I cum now, you’ll be like all the other queers I’ve let suck my cock. You’ll end up swallowing and leaving before I can see just how nice and tight that ass is.” Let me digress some. This trucker is one fine specimen of manflesh. He is about 6’-4” weighing in somewhere between 375 to 425. Thick legs, big arms, nice belly and the only place he doesn’t have hair is the bottoms of his feet and his palms. His hair is a nice shade of red, thus his nickname, Rusty. He is in his late 30’s with the nicest smile and the greenest eyes I have seen. His white teeth shine through his red beard when he smiles and it completely melts any resistance I have about offering up my ass to him although I consider myself a top. He proceeds to lay me back on the bed and takes my clothes off, slowly taking in my body and remarking at how small in stature I am and how much he enjoys small men under him when he can get the opportunity. When he takes my underwear off he takes my cock into his bearded mouth and begins to nurse it like I was nursing his cock earlier. Not only am I amazed that he sucks cock, it is everything I can do to keep from exploding in his throat. I pull his head off my cock and explain that he is so much my dream man that if he doesn’t stop I’m about to cum so hard that I’ll blow the back of his head off. He backs away and removes his clothes. I just lie there, mouth open in amazement at the masculine beauty he displays. He crawls over me and slides his uncut cock deep into my throat and let it stay there. I close my mouth around it and begin to nurse again. I can taste the precum flowing and enjoy the flavor. He pulls out his cock, rolls over on his back, spreads his legs and invites me to lie on top of him. I oblige. He grabs my head with one hand and kisses me deeply as I melt into his big soft hairy form. His other hand is gently kneading my ass, fingers probing at my eager hole. I can feel his cock throbbing against me sending me code saying take it, take it all in every way you can. He releases my head from his embrace and asks, “Where would you like my first load. Down your throat or up your ass?” “That depends on how many loads I can expect,” I reply. “When I get a little feller as alluring as you, I try to give up at least three if not more.” “Well then,” I reply as I maneuver down between his hairy legs towards his thick uncut cock, “let me see if I can swallow your first load.” Without hesitation, I take his entire cock into my mouth and begin to nurse. He grabs my head with both hands and begins to skull fuck me. Feeling his cock go in deep and the head slip out of his foreskin sends me into another dimension. I wrestle my head from his grasp, lift up off his cock and reach for my shorts. Inside the pocket I grab my bottle of poppers. I take a nice good whiff and return to his cock. He takes the bottle, takes a whiff and returns to skull fucking me. “That’s it you little queer. Suck on that mancock. Beg those balls for your reward. I’m gonna fuck your queer throat, and drown you in cum. Yeah that’s it. Use that tongue. Cover that tongue with my foreskin and lick that big head of my manmeat. Grrrrrrrr. You are one fine cock sucker. You got a nice throat and I like the way you take it all and not gag. Shows me you are a well-trained queer. You know how to suck a man’s cock.” His hot talk was driving me wild. I was enjoying the way he was taking control of my throat and using it as he wished. He also knew how to skull fuck. He would go balls deep, stroke it until I thought I was going to suffocate, then come up just enough to allow me to get another breath then balls deep again. And the way the huge head would come out of his foreskin and go deeper into my throat then retrieve back into the foreskin was exhilarating. He would fuck my throat for what seemed like a short while. Then he would lift my head, offer me some more poppers and resumed his enjoyment of my throat. This was his rhythm for at least an hour. I was in heaven and didn’t want this to end. He then lifted my head off his cock and said, “This is it cocksucker. I’m about to deliver my first load down your throat. This is the only warning you’re going to get. When I cum, don’t stop nursing just begin swallowing. Swallow it all. If you continue to nurse on my cock, my erection will not go down and I’ll spread those cute ass cheeks of yours and fill up your ass with cum. Understand me faggot?” “Yes,” I replied staring deeply into those green eyes as I was breathing as much as I could from the bottle of poppers. I was looking forward to this. His control of the situation was making me hot and the thought of him feeding me his cum had me dripping cum myself. He rolled me over on my back and straddled my head with his legs and f***efully shoved his thick cock down my throat. He was balls deep as he took a big whiff of the bottle of poppers. He then leaned forward pushing his cock deeper into my willing throat, grabbed my head with both hands and started fucking for all he was worth. Every stroke made him groan and growl. I was in cocksuckers’ heaven. He was good as his word. He gave no indication that he was about to cum. His cock was huge so I didn’t notice it had gotten any thicker, just that it was shooting a nice load down my throat. I could feel it smack against the back of my throat before it slid its way into my willing gullet. There was no need to swallow; he was so deep in my throat that I couldn’t swallow. All I could do was to allow his balls to unload and enjoy the sensation of each throb of his cock hitting the bull’s eye on the back of my throat. I could feel his moans, groans, howls and growls better than hear them. His big hands covering my ears while he was skull fucking me allowing me to hear only the beating of my heart. Once his cock quit throbbing his stroking stopped as well. I continued to nurse on that thick cock. I wanted every drop of this man’s cum, nothing less. Without removing his cock from my throat he rolled us back over where he was on his back and I was locked between his legs. Only then did he release my head from his grip. But that did not stop me from continuing to nurse on his cock. He lifted his big legs and rested them on my back, trapping me between those hairy tree trunks. He reached down and patted my head saying, “Fine blow job faggot. Can’t remember the last time I had a blow job this good. Keep on nursing and let me work up another load I can fill your ass with.” His talk and compliment made me proud. Here was a man’s man telling me that he was enjoying being a man and my throat was the reason why. My ego was swelling and his cock stayed hard. He let me suck for a time then told me to lift up off his cock. When I did, he looked me in the eye and handed me a bottle of lube. “Grease your queer cunt up faggot. This Daddy is going to fuck you like the queer you are!” A big smile stretched across my face and his eyes lit up. I lubed up my ass and his cock, crawled over his big body and began to sit on his uncut meat. “We have to take this slow at the beginning Daddy. I usually don’t get fucked so let me get use to that fireplug of yours in my ass then you can fuck my ass like you did my skull.” “Take your time, but when I feel your ass has loosened up enough to take all my cock, that cunt of yours is mine to fuck as I wish. You’re my queer and this fuck is all about me and my pleasure. Besides I’ve never known a queer that didn’t like a good ass fucking.” As he was telling me all this he was pressing his cock up my ass and holding me down making sure I was getting all of his cock in my ass. Again he maneuvered us around until he was on top of me. He had my feet touching the top of the cabin. He was in "the pocket" as he called it. “Get ready faggot, Daddy is going to fuck!” With that he began to slowly stroke his cock in and out of my ever stretching ass. “Nice and tight, just the way I like queer cunt.” He handed me the bottle of poppers, “take a good whiff of those boy. When I get me a good whiff, your ass is going to get fucked. And remember, no warning when Daddy is about to cum. Just keep that cunt open for me to fuck and fill up with cum.” I took a number of whiffs of those poppers before I gave the bottle to him. I could see the devilish grin begin across his face while he had the poppers under his nose. He replaced the top, placed the bottle under the pillow, grabbed my shoulders and pushed his cock deeper up my ass. “Get ready boy, Daddy’s about to tear up your ass.” With that he began to stroke hard and deep. Pulling out until only the head was in then a hard thrust until his balls slapped against my ass. He kept this up for a while, groaning and growling all the while. He then bent down, grabbed my head and kissed me deeply. After his tongue entered my mouth I could feel his cock throb and unload a torrent of cum in my ass. As he promised, no warning just stroking and shooting. When he was kissing me, his big belly was running up against my trapped cock. When he began to shoot his load up my ass I began to let lose my load between his hairy belly and my smooth belly. If I could have I would have wrapped my legs tighter around his body, but I couldn’t. He was so thick that I could barely spread my legs wide enough to allow his bulk between them. The pressure of his big body against my legs kept them spread while the thickness of his cock kept my ass open. Again I was in sexual heaven. He lifted his head up and stopped his stroking. “Hoped you like that fucking boy,” he said. I was speechless. After a few he rolled off of me. He kept my legs up in the air with one hand while the other hand played with my cum filled ass. “Nice thick load I left you there.” All I could do was offer a weak thank you. I was exhausted and all I did was receiving. He did all the work and yet he didn’t seem winded at all. “What about that third load Daddy? Which hole you gonna gift with that,” I ask. “Let’s take a breather for now boy and when Daddy’s cock gets hard again, I’ll let you know.” With that I snuggled up to him, put my head in the crook of his arm and closed my eyes. I didn’t care which hole he chose. All I wanted was more.

I love you grandpa SeXStoRY

I am NOT the author.am simply sharing short story about a granddaughter's love. My parents knew that I visited my grandpa often. We told them I was doing chores for him around the house in return for some pocket cash because at sixteen, they knew I needed it. This wasn’t exactly the truth. The truth was that my grandpa and I had been having sex most days after school. I’m about to tell you one of my favorite stories. As I drive to his house I become very horny. I’ve been thinking about this all day at school. I can’t concentrate on anything but having sex with grandpa. It seems that the last few months he’s the only thing on my mind. When we’re away from each other I’ve even called him to have phone sex. I pull into the driveway and am so excited. I grab my bag of clothes and head through the front door. Looking around for him I drop my bag by the door, take off my shoes and head to the kitchen. “Hi Grandpa,” I say. I go for the apple on the counter and have at it. “Hey pumpkin,” I hear from the other room. I watch his sexy body as he walks through the door. “How was your day?” he asks me. I set down the apple and slowly creep nearer. “I missed you,” I pout. He smiles as I put my arms around him. I press my pussy against his upper thigh and can feel his hard penis near my stomach. “You know, I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he growls. “I’ve been thinking about you too,” I assure him with a quick hand to his crotch. I start massaging the area by rubbing up and down him. He closes his eyes and starts breathing heavy. My grandpa has such a way of turning me on. He soon pulls me into him and breathes on my neck. His hand grabs my ass while the other begins to lift my leg up his side. He pushes his bulge into me and I gasp. My body becomes more aware of him by the second. I instantly lean my head back so my hips push further into him while my breasts thrust up to meet his face. He gladly takes his hand from my ass to start massaging them. I’m in such a state of pure pleasure. My sexy, strong grandpa has just started to get my pussy wet. When I shiver, he notices and smiles. He pulls me back in closer and kisses my lips softly. I tease him when my tongue darts into his mouth. I wrap my arms around him and our lips keep going. His hands move down my waist and start rubbing the special spot in my jeans. I make a little noise which convinces him I’m ready. He starts to unbutton my jeans. I let him, the sexual tension is rising. I don’t want to wait but I know that he loves being in bed when he has sex with me so I stop him and pull him to the other room. I jump on the bed and while on my knees I take off my top. I know grandpa loves to take my bra off so I leave it on. Then I lay back and strip off my jeans. My panties go too and now grandpa gets to see my shaved pussy. I purposely spread my legs to give him a good view. He told me a couple months ago that he wanted me to keep it shaved for him so I have. I wan to please my grandpa. Now I watch him at the end of the bed taking off his clothes. As item after item strips off his body I begin to shutter. Suddenly I squeeze my thighs together to give my pussy some relief. Finally I see it, his fun penis. I love my grandpa’s penis. I think about it all the time. He playfully grabs it and swings it around. I squeal like a little girl. He knows I love that. My legs spread again as he crawls on top of me. Before pushing his penis inside me he reaches behind my back and unsnaps my bra. He pulls it off and quickly sucks my nipples and gently bites them. My grandpa is the only person who does this to me and he does it so well. “I love you grandpa,” I smile up at him. “I love you too,” he says and kisses me. Then he sticks it in. He’s rough about it today but that’s okay. I love having sex with grandpa no matter what. He pulls back out and sticks it in again, this time he’s found a rhythm. I wrap my legs around him because he loves it and we start to move. “Oh baby, you’re so tight. Yeah little girl, you feel so good. Take it all,” he growls as he plows back and forth. Grandpa’s penis is inside me making me feel so good. I’ve wanted this all day. He’s above me thrusting up and down my body. He’s so close. I rub my hands up his chest and hold tight to his arms. He smells so good, like a real man. “I’m getting close grandpa,” I whisper while he jams himself into me. I close my eyes, this feels so good. He hits the back of me with every thrust. His penis is splitting me open. I begin to moan which causes his thrusts to quicken. “Grandpa… grandpa,” I scream, “Ooh, yes. Ooh!” He leans up on his hands and drives his penis into me. My little breasts are shaking back and forth. I can feel his balls slap against my ass and it turns me on even more. “Honey, I’m going to cum,” he grunts and his pace changes up. “Go ahead grandpa, cum inside me, cum inside your granddaughter. I need to feel you there. Leave it all in me,” I encourage him, “You feel so good.” I can feel my orgasm coming on and start making sexy noises I know he likes. He begins to stiffen so I squeeze my pussy around his huge cock and suddenly I feel grandpa’s penis begin to shoot his hot load into my pussy. I begin screaming with pleasure from the perfect timing of my orgasm with his. He stays inside me for a moment because he knows I like him there. We both pant and I watch his face. He smiles and kisses me. I wrap my arms around him and pull my legs off. Then he pulls himself out and I feel it twitch a little. He’s so damn sexy as he crawls off the bed and wipes himself off. Then he pulls me from the bed and we take a quick shower. I try giving him a blow in the warm water but he’s too tired so we head to the living room and I grab my bag of clothes. He watches me change into my new jeans and tank top. I walk over and hold him tight. “I love you grandpa,” I say and kiss him gently, “That was wonderful. You always make me feel so good.” He smiles and walks over to the pantry then comes back with a wad of cash. “I wish you could stay longer,” he tells me and sticks the money down my top. I giggle and pull it back out. Then I grab my things and give him one last kiss. “See you tomorrow grand

A Private Sex Session...2 SeXStoRY

Jerome took hold of his enormously long cock and rubbed his naked cock head up and down my butt crack. Each time his massive cock head crossed my anal opening I could feel the pre-cum as it oozed from it's piss slit. Jerome poised his huge penile glans right over my still tender butt hole and with gentle effort pushed against my outer anal sphincter muscle ring till it started to give way. With an audible pop, Jerome huge cock head plopped into my anal canal, I gasped and yelp like a little puppy. I held my breath as this huge membrane slid neatly into my tender anal opening, I was now trembling with fear, pain and anticipation. Jerome paused as my anal sphincter muscle adjusted to his massive invading cock head. With a slow and deliberate movement, Jerome started to slowly grind his python fuck tool into my butt. I gripped the sheets in my hands and gritted my teeth and groaned in the up most pain. Jerome was intent on sinking his entire length into me again. I begged 'please, Jerome, don't go no deeper. Please don't go deeper'. My ankle were rapped over his calve muscle trying to pull him down and away from my butt hole. Jerome was in no hurry to finish, he took his sweet time as he very slowly grind his elongated cock deeper and deeper into my rectum. I was now crying profusely and begging him to hurry up and come. Jerome just sighed and whispered 'I told you, you gonna be my bitch, I'm gonna fuck you when I want to and you gonna let me. If not I'll rip this ass apart'. Just to prove his point, Jerome lifted his waist and rammed into my anus in quick succession (maybe ten times). I yelled like some one was trying to kill me, and I thought that he would. Thankfully he didn't tear my insides up, but caused me to tremble and shake so violently that he just laid there on top of my butt and let my convulsing body work his steel hard fuck snake. I laid there under Jerome as he moaned and sighed as my body spasm-ed uncontrollably. Once I settled down a little, Jerome begin again to grind tortuously slow in to me again. With each movement I trembled from the tips of my gripping fingers to my clinching toes. Jerome eased his huge hands under my chest and twisted my nipples as he pulled me to his lust filled body. He confided in me 'David, when I was in lock up, I had a little bitch boy just like you. It took him some time to get use to my dick and in time you'll get use to it too. The only difference is that I can hit this pussy every day if I want. In the lock up, I couldn't do it as often'. Jerome was insatiably all morning long he slowly fuck my butt, not coming or hurrying. He would lay on my back his huge cock twitching and throbbing deep in my anal canal. It was a little before eight that I arrived and around eight-thirty when we got in bed and Jerome entered my butt. Now it was now something past ten and Jerome had not broken stride since entering my now painful butt hole. Jerome gripped my shoulders and said 'time to fill this pussy bitch'. Grinding roughly and viciously Jerome started to work my tender anal canal with gusto. His huge monstrous cock stiffen and throbbed like it would explode. And explode it did, his spunk shot from his cock with such a powerful intensity, that I thought something solid had shot out of his cock and tried to puncture my rectum. I cried out in agony as Jerome continued to grind his huge elongated monster cock into my bowels, and unload his intense volume of baby making fluid. I could here my anal cavity making squishing sounds as his huge cock and my anus copulated.

It's late, but it happened SeXStoRY

It's late, but it happened. Genet 45, I-51.Chto little more honest, my wife, of course is not quite happy with my male dignity. Well, once a week, and then the two fuck. After all the years of the guy take Silenkov something. A wife, her name is Luda, of course wanted more. And somehow, that sort of decided to try a threesome with another man. I've been wanting to see a member of another Person of pussy, I was pretty excited. Certainly not in time come to this, but have come. Though before Luda was puritanical views, but what can you do with nature. Decided to find a guy on the internet and about 38-40 years old, and that experience was and was as expected and as necessary. Surprisingly turned out to be difficult to meet in the network, but is harder to choose. Only in the fourth when meeting decided to stop. We met in a cafe - drank coffee and talked about various things. I first came to one, Luda sat at the next table - watching. Agreed that if you like the candidate - it will come to us. And look for the fourth time ... Luda sat for ten minutes, then got up and walked over to our table. I look nervous on gait see. Fit, sits down, a little excited and a little flushed. Little bit louder than usual said hello, I introduced her to Andrew, was the name of the guy. He was 39 years old, my taller, and the figure is larger. Generally talked a little bit, everyone was somewhat embarrassed. Decided to see, to think, to phone. Still had coffee and said goodbye. Luda home embarrassed, said that Andrew would probably be fine. We decided to call him and meet again. Of course, he was in agreement and said that he was happy. We liked it too, especially Luda, which is quite natural. He was married for 15 years, that we were quite happy with. Agreed to meet with us, we live together in a three-room apartment, the c***dren had left, and the house if that Luda will be easier, get comfortable with the new role, the walls home help. Well, in general, and so decided to set a time on Saturday at two o'clock. Until Saturday it was in normal course, Luda not particularly thought of the meeting. On Friday night, she began to worry and say that he was afraid. I calmed said if anyone does not want to pull the noose will not be. Calmed down a bit, and there was a Saturday. Luda, of course, nervous, took a bathroom look dressed up, on a table covered, put the wine, she loves sweet. Closer to two - the doorbell, I was open, of course this is Andrew, brought a bouquet of flowers and champagne with chocolates. Luda was confused and somehow strained, although greeted and thanked for the flowers and smiling. Andrew invited into the room, I sat in a chair in front of Luda, Andrew on the sofa. Luda invited to tea, I said a little wine would be nice to think that all it was easier to get comfortable. Luda went for the food, I decided to help her. In the kitchen, she said she was afraid and ashamed somehow. I say let's have a drink of wine, it relaxes, and then by the situation. So they did, and drank for familiarity, chatted, the atmosphere is dead, I say let's curtains'll cover, and closed the curtains. The room was a bit dim, but somehow cozy. I say Luda's ear, as you do not mind to start. She managed to say, no blushing. I lifted her from the chair and kissed her on the lips. Hands embraced her ass, and Luda wears size 52 and her breast size of the fourth. And began to knead her ass. Luda responded, hugged me, but it was extremely constrained. This went on for about two minutes, Andrew realized this as an invitation and came to us. He put both hands on the Man of the waist, she started, but she continued to kiss me. I jumped a member, as never before, Andrew took his hands feel Luda and stroking her ass. She stood and hugged me. Andrew hands up the Man of the body to the breasts and began to slowly stroke and knead. Her blouse was open enough, so Andrew hands groped part bare chest, and he put his hand strengthen the movement for both the bra, felt her nipples and began to pinch. They quickly swelled, and may have been from the beginning of such issued and Luda sigh. Whether approval, or embarrassment, but his hands kneaded her boobs Andrew. Rear body he inadvertently pressed against her buttocks and Luda felt his swollen member. The first steps have been made, we are now three of us, embrace, and probably will go further. I put my hand down and lifted her skirt Lyudina and began stroking her crotch. Luda was not moving, she felt tense, but its heat was already wet, so I knew she wanted to continue, but shy, did the first time. I whispered to her to go to the bedroom, there is easier. She nodded, then turned to Andrew and he immediately kissed her on the mouth, it is in your mouth, passionately. Luda said in surprise, all are free and I pushed them into the bedroom. Now we have four hands and feel Luda during undress her, she certainly is confusing, but a couple of times Andrew touched his crotch. Meanwhile, I have not put her shirt on the bed, and she have two by two, and began to unzip her skirt. Andrew quickly stripped off all the lifting, and came to my rescue. He had a big cock, more than I, and he came up to the bed bent over the Man of the breast to remove her skirt, and the term fell right on your tits, grease oozing out of him. Wife was still tense, but without the skirt and the heats in the narrow bra. Andrew hand covered her pussy and began to stroke her hair with one hand on the pussy at Luda, and the second kneading boobs nipples on the right. His big dick swinging and sometimes touching Lyudina talii.Ya went to his wife's head bent down and sucked her lips, she immediately responded and there was quiet exciting moan She liked to understand it and Andrew and knelt before Lyudina by a pussy he took both hands for Luda thighs and spread her legs apart, Luda did not resist and Andrew appeared to disclose all of her pink hairy pussy that already gleamed from a discharge from it. Luda wanted. But not completely overcome the shame, Luda still involuntarily sought bring your legs together. Andrew again put his hands on her thighs and gently Lyudina spread them apart. Leaned over the belly and is so close I saw Man of pussy, bent even lower and licked his tongue swollen lips dripping. Luda started, released my lips from her and tried to push the head of Andrew his most intimate place, for the first time a stranger touched the lips of her pussy, and even language. Tossed it all in her a bunch of different emotions, and fear, and a terrible shame, but also the desire to continue this pleasure. Andrew meanwhile just squeezed my thighs Man of the hands, not allowing it to move them along, and all of his mouth pressed against the Person of the pussy trying to get deeper into the language of the pussy. Luda has a pussy juices flowed and Andrew felt it tastes good, aroused by this. Grease smeared his cheeks, nose, and tongue moving in Man of the pussy, and has no legs tends to contract and relax the contrary, spread wider, giving full access to Andrew to her treasure, Luda was not often moan softly, and booty was in podmahivat Andrew beat movement language. While leaning over to my lips and sucked them with f***e. I squeezed her breasts and was a member of my ever, I had a terrible a****l desire to insert it in her pussy, but the pussy was busy tongue Andrew and I took off the remnants of clothes to put a member of his wife's mouth, she immediately grabbed it and began to smacking, holding his right hand to suck. She constantly moaning now, and a member of the mouth turned a mooing. I could no longer endure, and suddenly came, right in her mouth, she took all the sperm flowed down her cheeks, and I came. Luda pulled my cock out of his mouth, and began to breathe heavily already writhing movements of Andreeva language in her pussy. Andrew probably too excited so I decided to start to fuck Luda. He looked up from pussy knelt between Man of the feet, took his rather big cock in my right hand and leaning on the left began to drive them on the lips Man of pussy. That was a time when the Man of pussy for the first time is a member of another man, Luda feelings mingled in one great desire to be on it, and she is already a push to her pussy dick Andrew, and Andrew put the head in the jaws and lay down on top of pushing wife the full length of his dick into her pussy. He began at once sharp and intensely moving member in the Person of the pussy, her legs bent and slightly raised above the bed, with his balls slapping beat against the Person of the ass. Bending down to her face, he swallowed my cum smeared her lips in his and began moaning passionately sucking them and to fuck Luda. Wife moaned, twisted ass, Andrew clung to with f***e Person of boobs, putting his hands under the back of his wife and I saw them flattened under his powerful chest, also moaned and began rapidly to pour semen into my wife, I looked for the first time in the Person of strange pussy sperm, and Andrew all finished and finished, this time with some roar, pressing in Luda and sucking all her lips. She also finished, but I heard only her bellowing from under Andreevs lips. Andrew finally relaxed, sat up and slid off the right side of Luda, Luda bent her knees, put them on the bed and lay there with his eyes closed. It was not clear what she was feeling, but it was good for sure. Meanwhile, out of her pussy was drops, and then a thin trickle flow Andrew sperm flowing down by the pope on the sheet, forming a large wet spot.