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Previously in Chapter four… 

I started to cum and I fucked my son. “Oh, I am cumming again.” I screamed. “Eric Cum with me.” I urged.

Eric then pulled me forward, bring our faces together and kissed me. And he held me tight, leaning forward against his chest and he began fucking me with a vengeance. He was arching his hips and pounding my pussy with powerful upward thrusts, forcing wave upon wave of orgasms across my core.

He fucked me violently like this for about 45 seconds, and then he stiffened with one last upward thrust. He held me tightly as his erection throbbed inside of me, pumping rope upon rope of heavy thick semen out.

We lay there panting. I could feel the sweat forming on my chest and underarms from the exertion of our passionate love making as I struggled to catch my breath. I knew that my son owned me; I could never deny him anything from that moment on.

We remained coupled together for several minutes, my pussy would periodically spasm on his cock and his cock would respond with a pulsing throb as our private parts continued to ‘talk to each other, hugging each other’ in this post coital bliss.

After several minutes. I sat up, and raised myself off the massive and still firm cock that was buried inside of me. His penis made a distinct slapping sound as it fell against his lower abdomen when I dismounted my son.

OMG! I look at Eric’s naked, unprotected cock in absolute horror. The rubber had broken! Shit, shit, shit. The latex sheathe was a mere ring around the base of Eric’s cock. Eric had pumped my fertile womb full of his sperm.

Damn, damn, damn. My womb was brimming full of potent semen!

I literally screeched, “Eric, the rubber broke!”

“Mom, I did not know. I am sorry. I did not know it broke.” Eric seemed to be pleading for forgiveness for something that was not his fault. Instantly he changed from my domineering master to my little boy asking to be forgiven.

“It’s not your fault. How could I have been so stupid!” I bolted to the bathroom were I squatted in the tub, trying to squeeze the large volume of semen out of my dilated womb. Large globs did drain out of me, with long strings of semen slowly dripping from my well fucked cunt.

Eric stood by watching me attempt to squeeze his sperm from my vagina.

“Eric get me my douche. It is in the cabinet under the towels.” I said with a level of panic, as I pointed. Eric retrieved the beige colored folding bag with the long hose and nozzle already attached.

“Baby, fill it with warm water; not too hot, and bring it to me.” Eric did as he was instructed. He stood by the tub and held the bag for me as I washed my pussy repeatedly trying to rinse away all my son’s sperm from my womb.

I did a mental calculation and concluded that it had been 23 days since my last period, I should be past my fertile period, but who knew for sure? I was not very regular.

After doing everything and anything I could think of to wash the sperm from my uterus, we dressed and sat quietly, not speaking much the rest of the night.

I cried most of the night, not sleeping much at all as I worried that my sin, and stupidity , could result in me being pregnant with my son’s child. I prayed. Tomorrow morning, I would go to the medical clinic on the local based and evaluate my options.

My Catholic upbringing would not allow me to terminate a pregnancy no matter what the circumstances. Oh, God, please do not let me be pregnant with Eric’s baby. Please….

Chapter 5 – what’s next?

I awoke before dawn on Monday morning, overwhelmed with fear, anxiety and guilt.

I got dressed, and went to the pharmacy on the nearby base. As a widow of a soldier killed in action, I still had access to military medical care. I arrived a few minutes before 8 a.m., as the pharmacist was unlocking the front door.

I cornered the pharmacist, an attractive woman in her mid 40’s, and explained that I had a condom ‘rupture’ during sex and was panic stricken.

I tried to maintain my composure, but as I explained the ‘ruptured condom’ to her, without giving any indication that it was my son whose penis was deep inside me when the condom ruptured, I started to cry.

There was no one else other than the woman and myself in the base pharmacy at the time, and she stepped from behind the counter to comfort me. She hugged me as I cried, my tears soaking her shoulder. “I feel so damn stupid for letting this happen.” I sobbed trying to regain my composure.

“Honey, this is not your fault. You acted responsibly, you were using protection. The condom broke; they do break occasionally. We can take care of this. “ she said as she gently rubbed my head trying to reassure me.

She continued, “I can fix you up with emergency contraception that is highly effective in preventing pregnancy. It is simple and safe. But we need to take it immediately. It is a concentrated dose of estrogen and progestin. It will prevent ovulation, and implantation. The only real side effect is you may experience some nausea.”

She was kind, and caring. She gave me the single dose pill, which I took immediately at the water fountain in the pharmacy. She then gave me a 180 day supply of ongoing birth control pills.

“But honey, the birth control pills will prevent pregnancy, you still need to use condoms to protect yourself from disease.” She advised.

I nodded indicating that I understood, and went over to the aisle where the condoms were stored and selected 3 dozen boxes of the Trojan Magnums; the exact label and type that my deceased husband had left in his dresser drawer and the type that Eric had been using on me this past weekend.

The pharmacist looked surprised at this particular purchase. I tried to discern if it was the fact that I was buying three dozen condoms that surprised her. Was she shocked at my need for 36 prophylactics?

She held up one of the boxes, and after a moments hesitation said, “Honey, I do not mean to pry, but do you realize these are very large, actually extra large, condoms. They are for a very ‘well endowed’ man. These will simply fall off a normal sized man. Are you sure you want these, or did you mean to buy regular condoms.”

I blushed deeply. “These are what I will need.”

A huge smile broke across her face. “Well, you are a very fortunate women. It takes a very large man to require these. Good for you, honey; good for you! You must be the envy of all your friends.”

I could feel my face burning with embarrassment as she referred to the large size of Eric’s penis with praise, admiration and envy. I thought to myself how different her reaction would be if she knew that this very large penis belonged to my 17 year old son! Would she still be saying ‘good for you honey’? or would she be saying ‘you sick, sick woman; you should be in prison’? I suspected it would be the latter.

I was ashamed of what I had done. I was ashamed that I was buying three dozen more condoms in preparation of doing it again, repeatedly. I knew that I should stop this insane nonsense; end this evil debauchery. But I also knew that I could not count on my will power, or Eric’s restraint to avoid a repeat.

I do not know about other women, but I seem to be unable to resist a man who has made me cum. I seem to become instantly obsessed with that man; almost as though he has a strange power over me, a power I am unable to resist. I become his. I a very real sense, he owns a part of me from that moment forward. I knew as I was standing there buying these condoms and birth control pills, Eric had that power over me. I was his. I was obsessed. I would try to resist, to deny this powerful attraction I felt towards my son. His ability to produce these powerful orgasms in me provided him a unique power over me. I hoped he would not abuse that power.

I thanked her, and I left the pharmacy. I sat in my car looking at the plastic bag of contraceptives on the passengers seat next to me and tried to process what had happened over the past three days, and what the future held. How did I ever get so damned fucked up that I was allowing my son to enter me?

I arrived home, and decided to hide the bag of contraceptives from Eric. I had bought these as a precaution in case we could not ‘resist the temptations’ not as a decision to continue this terribly inappropriate relationship.

Eric was gone to school when I finally returned, mid-morning. I placed the condoms in my nightstand drawer. And read the instructions on the birth control pills. I had several hours to kill until I faced Eric again.

Eric came directly home from school, anxious to assess what the situation was. Eric found me the kitchen, and was very curious about the events at the pharmacy. I could see the concern, bordering on panic, that was dominating my son’s attention. I felt the need to allow him to relax, to assure him everything was going to be OK.

I shared the emergency contraception details with him without sharing the details of the birth control pills or my purchase of 36 ‘extra large’ prophylactics. I assured him that the risk of pregnancy had been removed.

Eric was still a bit shell shocked and was trying to determine if he was ‘in trouble’ with me, or I was mad at him for the events of the weekend. I felt an overwhelming need to comfort him, to reassure him that he had not done anything wrong; that it was me, not him, who acted inappropriately.

I wanted to touch him, hug him in reassurance, but I was also leery that any contact might lead to another physical encounter; so I remained seated at the kitchen table and reassured him verbally.

We talked for a long time. I apologized repeatedly for my inappropriate behavior while trying to put it in perspective. I tried to explain to Eric, while trying to convince myself, that I was lonely and grief stricken, and turned to the wrong person for emotional and physical comfort.

“Mom, I know you are feeling bad about what happened, but it was not wrong. I needed you every bit as much as you needed me. I wanted you as much as you wanted me. I needed you to need me the way you did. It was beautiful.”

I reached across the table and took his hands in mine. “Eric, I know that is what you are feeling right now, and I appreciate you wanting to be there for me, but it was wrong.”

I could feel my tears welling up in my eyes, my voice was starting to quiver as I tried to speak calmly. “Eric, I am supposed to protect you and guide you, not become a sexual predator that uses you for my own emotional crutch.”

“Mom, that is not how it was. It was beautiful to me. And neither of us used the other. We shared our grief, and expressed our love. And mom, no matter what, I do not want to stop sharing our love; I can’t stop. I need to be with you.”

I could see tears forming in Eric’s eyes as he spoke. It was like someone stuck a knife through my heart at this moment; my baby, my son, was starting to cry as he told me how much he loved me, how much he needed me, how beautiful he felt our intimate relationship was. Eric’s tears triggered the flood gates of my own emotions.

Tears started streaming down both our faces as we held each others hands across the table. Eric stood up, and pulled me to a standing position. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hugged him.

Eric’s hand slowly raised up and cupped my breast. There was a brief instant where I knew I should stop this; I knew I should remove his hand from my breast. I paused as I tried to garner the strength to end this encounter before it got too far. But I could not do it. Try as I might, I could not resist my need to be touched at that moment. The temptation was simply too great; the pleasure too enticing. I allowed his hand to caress my breast, knowing full well that it could lead to more inappropriate behavior between us.

My nipple quickly grew erect as his fingers slowly teased and pulled on it through my bra. I just hugged him and sobbed in an emotional released, my tears soaking his chest and shoulder, while I allowed my teenage son to feel me up in the kitchen.

With his other hand, Eric placed his fingers under my chin and raised it. I could see the tears running down his cheeks as I looked into his watery eyes. He kissed me. And despite the desire to prevent a physical encounter tonight, I was helpless. I opened my mouth and accepted my son’s tongue as he teased me erect breast with his fingers.

I was sobbing, crying, and yes, growing wet and aroused. I could feel Eric’s penis throbbing against my abdomen as we kissed and as he felt my breast. I could feel Eric’s tears washing from his cheeks on to mine as he kissed me deeply.

We necked, petted and cried for several moments in the kitchen in an emotional release more powerful than I can describe.

I know this was wrong, very, very wrong; but never has physical contact felt so right, so full of love and genuine affection as this moment did right then. Eric was growing aroused, and I was growing aroused, and we were both experiencing an emotional release of epic proportions with a flood of tears and passion. This was far more than just sexual response; it was far deeper, more intense, and more intimate.

“Eric I love you so much. But we must not continue doing this.” I sobbed. But even as I verbally told Eric we should stop, I could not help but grind into his erection slightly. I did not push his hand from my breast. Nor did I resist his probing tongue as he kissed me deeply, and emotionally.

“I love you too Mom; more than you can imagine.” Was Eric’s response, as he started pulling the hem of my cotton t-shirt up, and over my head.

“Eric, we should stop now.” I said, unsure of the meaning of my own words as I raised my arms to allow him to pull my top off, over my head. I stood there in front of my son, wearing a lacy bra that did little to cover the erect nipples of my 34 B-cup breasts.

I was responding to the emotions and the situation; I was not resisting at all. I stood there, boldly, becoming aroused again under my son’s gaze as he stepped back and looked at my bra covered breasts as they heaved slightly with the excitement of the moment.

Slowly, almost imperceptibly slowly, the mood was changing from an emotional release to passionate arousal. Eric reached forward and slowly unbuckled the belt to my shorts, and unsnapped the waist. He slowly lowered the zipper. Eric took his time opening my shorts, giving me ample opportunity to stop him. I did not.

“Eric we really should not do this. I know you want to; I want to as well; but it is wrong.” I did not believe my pleas myself as he slowly pulled my shorts down and I stepped out of them leaving me standing in the kitchen in just my bra and panties.

I looked around and saw that the curtains and blinds were open. Anyone walking up the driveway could glance through the window and see Eric undressing his mother. “Eric the curtains are open. Someone might see us.”

“No one is going to look in here, mom.” He said reaching up with one hand and gently teasing my nipple through my bra.

With his other hand, he guided my hand to his erect penis which was straining to burst through his pants. I felt his boner through the fabric of his jeans, and could not help but moan slightly at the firmness and girth of his erection. “Eric, please, if someone were to see us, I would go to jail. They would send me to prison for what we are doing.”

Eric smiled as though he understood, and stepped away from me, leaving me standing there partially exposed. I could feel the gusset of my light blue panties getting wetter and wetter as my lubrication slowly leaked out of me. Eric walked over to the kitchen windows and closed the curtains and blinds. Suddenly the room was darker with a more sedate atmosphere.

Eric then pulled a chair from the table and sat in front of me. Sitting in front of me, Eric’s face was level with my chest. Eric reached between my breasts and unclasped the hook that was holding my tiny bra in place, and he pushed the straps off my shoulders and down my arms, allowing the bra to fall free behind me on the floor.

Sitting as he was, Eric leaned forward and took my left nipple into his mouth and slowly sucked on it. I brought my hands to his head to guide my son to my breast as he suckled on me as I moaned with pleasure. I could feel his tongue flicking across the erect nipple as he sucked, and I could feel my pulse beating distinctly in my clitoris as it grew firm and erect in my panties.

As he sucked my nipple, Eric’s fingers traced up my inner thigh and found the damp crotch of my panties. Eric started teasing my clitoris through my wet panties. I rocked my hips, humping against his fingers as they slowly explored my vulva. I was now beyond the point of ‘no return’; I could not stop even if I wanted to. He had me completely in his control.

As my movements became more frantic, I knew that I could achieve an orgasm from the stimulation Eric’s fingers were applying to my clitoris through my panties. Suddenly, I wanted to cum; I needed to cum. I started humping more forcefully. And then Eric stopped.

I could not help moaning in disappointment when Eric suddenly stopped stimulating my clit. I rocked my hips involuntarily against air, frustrated that I had been so close to cumming and prevented from doing so.

“Remove your panties for me, mom” Eric instructed casually.

I nodded my head, and lowered my panties, stepping out of them. “Please hand them to me.” Eric instructed. I handed the panties to my son as he requested. Eric looked inside them and smiled. “Your panties are quite wet, Mom.”

I nodded, the mild domination and humiliation was striking an erotic cord deep in my psyche’. “Is your vagina leaking because you are turned on?” Eric asked rhetorically.

Eric wanted me to discuss my bodies reaction to his stimulation. I nodded, and said simply, “Yes, Eric, you have me very aroused. I thought I was going to have a climax a moment ago while you were touching me down there.” I could feel my face redden and burn with arousal and shame as I told my son how wet he had made his mommy’s vagina.

“That’s very good.” Eric leaned back in the chair slightly, and said, “would you remove my pants for me, Mom? They are feel very tight.”

I looked at the huge tent in the front of my son's pants and said, "They look very tight, and uncomfortable. It looks like you are going to rip right through them."

I knelt down in front of my son. I unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his pants and lowered his zipper. Eric raised his bottom off the seat so I could pull his pants down. His boxers came off with his pants as I pulled them down his legs and over his heels.

Once released, his large penis sprung free and made a slapping sound as it flopped against his abdomen.

Eric pulled his shirt over his head, and quickly discarded his socks as I knelt in front of him. We were both naked now, and his arousal was quite evident from the size and firmness of his erections.

He placed his hands on the sides of my head and guided me forward toward his erect cock. Leaning back as he was, his penis rested on his lower abdomen, reaching up to just under his navel.

The thick veins and the pronounced urethra running up the underside of his cock looked as thought they had been chiseled out of marble his penis was so very rigid. He looked to be a little over 8 inches in length and at least 2 inches thick. It was hard to imagine that huge penis would fit inside my tiny little vagina.

Kneeling between his knees I reached up and grasped his erection and pulled it towards my face. Because of the rigidity of his erection, Eric’s cock resisted being pulled backwards towards me in this manner;. Pulling it back towards me revealed just hard and firm Eric was; and the firmness of his erection only served to increase my arousal.

I pumped my fist up and down the thick, heavily veined shaft pulling the skin tight on the downward stroke. As I did this, I could see the tiny slit at the tip of the head peek open at me each time. It was as though his penis was winking at me at I stroked up and down.

I looked up at my son, and asked, “would you like me to suck on this for a moment?”

“yes…..very much….please suck my cock….” Eric’s arousal was apparent in his measured and panting voice as he arched his hips up to encourage me to suck on him.

I kissed the bulbous head several times, before running my tongue around the ridge of his head. I took his penis into my tiny mouth, bringing the head just past my lips and I sucked for several seconds, evoking moans of pleasure from my son.

I removed his cock from my mouth to study it again

“Would you like to cum in my mouth, baby?” I asked as I stroked my tiny fist up and down my son’s shaft. “I will make you cum in my mouth if you want?”

Eric only groaned his approval. I leaned forward, placing the tip of my tongue inside the opening at the tip, trying to drive my tongue as far into his urethra as I could. Eric shuttered as my tongue explored this tiny, very tight little opening. I could taste the distinct flavor of the pre-ejaculation seepage from his rigid cock. I could smell the faint scent of his semen as well.

Eric liked me trying to insert the tip of my tongue into his urethra; he liked it a lot. I returned to sucking on him again, concentrating my tongue on the ridge of his cock's head.

As I sucked the large head of his cock, Eric thrust his hips upward on each down stroke of my fist. For the next several minutes, I licked, kissed and sucked this large thick penis, slowly moving my son closer and closer to his climax. I pumped his cock with my fist while exploring the very sensitive head with my tongue. I knew I was driving him crazy with this intense pleasure.

As his excitement increased, Eric could not help but rock his hips; thrusting upward trying to push deeper into my tiny mouth. I did not try to take him into my throat, but just kept the head in my mouth. I wanted to enjoy my son’s pleasure, and gagging and choking while this large thick cock attempted to wedge down my throat would have removed my own enjoyment. So I concentrated on teasing and stimulating my boy’s erection as I waited patiently for the inevitable eruption of sperm and semen into my mouth.

His moans of pleasure became louder and more intense. I knew my baby was going to cum soon. Eric grabbed my head to hold it in place, as his loins stiffened, and he made large arch upward of his hips.

Instantly, a large, viscous string of semen erupted in my mouth, accompanied by a loud, guttural moan from my baby’s core. Once again, the volume of his ejaculate surprised me. The salty, slightly bitter tasting semen overwhelmed my mouth, but not in an unpleasant way. In a strange, perverse way, I enjoyed ingesting my son’s most intimate nectar. It was both emotionally appealing and satisfying to me.

As I struggled to swallow the viscous mixture which contained my son’s seed, I reflected once again that very few mother’s ever experience this intimacy with their sons. Very few mothers know first hand what their son’s semen tastes like. Very few mothers experience struggling to swallow the large ropes of their son’s cum as it spurts into their wanton little mouths. I always treasured this first swallow of Eric’s nectar as he first erupted into my mouth. The memory of its salty bitter flavor arouses me to this very day. (I am getting highly aroused as I write this and recall this wonderful memory!)

I ‘choked down’ the first string of semen. Suddenly, another, slightly smaller string shot in my mouth. Swallowing this thick viscous string of sperm without gagging or choking is not an easy thing for me to do. It requires my full concentration to avoid gagging or choking. I was committed to swallowing my son’s entire load this time; or least most of it.

The volume of Eric’s ejaculate was beginning to overwhelm me. I realized that Eric produced a much larger volume of semen than any other man I have ever been with had. I had not completely swallowed the second viscous string of semen when I felt his erection pulse once again, a third time, adding even more sperm to my mouth.

Despite my desire not to waste any of this precious nectar, I simply could not swallow fast enough. I had to pull away, my mouth brimming with my son’s semen, as I continued to pump his erection with my fist.

As I fought the volume of semen down my throat, his penis erupted a fourth time; this time only a small, few drops of sperm trickled down the head of his cock and over my fist. The unique aroma of the semen was very pleasing to me.

When I had swallowed the load in my mouth, I leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock. I looked at Eric as I continued to pump his firm cock in my fist slowly and asked, “Baby, do you think you can stay hard for me now? Or should I wait for later?”

“Mom, I can stay rock hard for you as long as you want.” Eric said with confident pride. I looked at his rigid cock and knew my baby could do just that.

I thought quickly, I had taken the emergency contraception pill earlier that morning, and with the large dosage of estrogen and progestin in my system now, I was safe from pregnancy, at least for the next few days. I could take my son inside my vagina bareback.

I stood up and climbed on top of Eric as he leaned back in the chair. I straddled his torso and positioned my wet and dilated pussy over my son’s large, thick, rigid erection. “Can I put this in my vagina, baby? Would that be OK?”

It still strikes me as peculiar that although I just made my son’s cock cum in my mouth and swallowed his semen, and I was preparing to fuck him, I was reluctant to use anything other than medical terms to describe my parts. I do not understand my own reluctance to use the word ‘pussy’ to describe my vagina; but I had a real reluctance to speak to my son that way. I was still his mother, you know.

Eric smiled, nodded approval and took hold of my hips to help guide me over his erection. I was very wet and dilated down there in response to sucking my son’s cock and ingesting his sperm. The thick, bulbous head of Eric’s cock slid into my vaginal opening easily. I could take about 4 inches of his length before meeting some resistance deep inside of my vagina. 

Straddling my son’s torso, I raised and lowered myself pushing more of his intruding erection deeper inside me with each penetration.

I was forcing myself down on his rigid pole, and as I did, I could not help by groan in response to the combination of pain and pleasure of gradually impaling myself on this slightly too large rod that was being forced deep into my core.

It took me five or six tries before I could take all of Eric meaty penis inside me. By the time I had accommodated the entire rod I was responding to the deep penetration. I knew I was going to be able to reach a climax with my son.

In this position, the large head was rubbing against the front wall of my vagina, pressing into my womb, and stimulating my g-spot. Eric was pushing me backwards, into a sitting position astride him, making the contact of his large cock head against my uterus wall more pronounced. I was not going to last long in this position; I could feel my orgasm starting to build as I moved to grind myself against my son’s beautiful cock that was buried deep inside me.

“Oh baby, you are going to make me cum…..your are going to make your mommy cum on your erect penis again….” I was moaning as I felt the climax get nearer and nearer.

I felt the first wave of pleasure crash through my core. “Oh baby, fuck me…I am cumming….” I said as I fucked my son.

Eric leaned forward, and started to stand up as I started to cum, taking me with him, liftingTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.

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Discovering my preacher father was a hypocrite had awakened me to the sexual desires I had suppressed. As I watched him through the window of his church office at Thousand Oaks Methodist fucking the redheaded Donna Paxtor, married to Deacon Bill Paxtor, I realized how the adults in my life had lied to me. They told me sex outside of marriage, and in it strictly for procreation, was sinful. It was a chore to create new life not something to be enjoyed. It was the Devil itching my vagina and...

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Preachers Sinful DaughterChapter 5 Sinning with a Woman

“You take care of your father,” Mother said as she stood in the foyer of our house, the summer heat spilling in through the open, front door. “Of course I will,” I said, trying to keep the naughty smile off my lips. I would take care of him so well. A weekend without Mother. She was about to leave on her annual women’s retreat. It was every July. I have been waiting for this weekend. Tomorrow night, Daddy promised me a treat. Finally, he had found the woman who would have a threesome with...

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Preachers Sinful Daughter Chapter 1 Sinning in the Dark

Chapter One: Sinning in the Dark By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 I wonder if there is a moment in every child's life when they realize their father is a hypocrite. While the Reverend Gary Powell preached about the sanctity of marriage and the sins of the flesh, he had no qualms about indulging in them, violating his own marriage vows to my mother by desecrating another holy bond. Last week, I spied on him and Donna Paxtor, a deacon's wife, engaging in a sin of carnal delight. My...

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Preachers Sinful DaughterChapter 4 Sinning at the Club

“And you are sure this is a good idea, dear?” Mother asked Daddy. As always, Mother wore a conservative dress: skirt long, neckline high, though it was sleeveless, a concession to the summer heat. Her hair was perfectly coiffed even after a day spent weeding at the church. I didn’t even recall her slipping into the bathroom to fix herself when we returned home, she just changed out of her garden jeans and looked perfect. I had to spend an hour in the bathroom when we returned home. I was a...

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Janets World Begins

Janet Turner never had any luck with men. She knew it from first grade, when she had to ask one of her male classmates to chase her out on the playground. The other boys chased the girls around, but no one chased Janet around. So she asked a boy, Danny Sprinkle, to chase her. He did—for about a minute. Then he went back to chasing some other girl. The next boy she set eyes on was Vernon Lindemulder, when she was a sophomore in high school. She had bought him a copy of “Lord of the Flies”...

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Janets dirty games part 6 A Shitting Lesson

At this day, windows were open to get in a more oxygenic air than it was usual in our old school building. Accordingly to the season, farmers had brought out manure to the fields outside the city, so the air wasn't really clean and fresh, anyway. Maybe this smell in the air triggered Janet to get into one of her shitgames again - I never found out. Anyway - at this day, the teacher was showing an educational video tape to the actual topic of the history lessons. I remember the videos of this...

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Janets Summer Transformation

Introduction: Chapter 3 of my story Over summer I am no longer that goofy little girl as I become a woman. I last left you with having some fun with Kim and her boyfriend John at the drive in. That happened our junior year in High School just before school left out for the summer. I figured it was going to be a long hot summer. However that was not going to happen due to my parents. They had brought themselves a camping trailer and I found out we were going to be spending our whole summer away...

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Chapter 3 Janets Sin Eric wants to mount me

Chapter 3 – Eric wants to mount me…..Between the alcohol and my orgasm, I drifted off to sleep quickly as Eric cuddled with me, and spooned me from behind. I must admit, I enjoyed having his naked form next to me in my bed. I particularly liked his firm erection pressing into my backside as he nuzzled me and cuddled with me.I was amazed that he remained firm, even after cumming in such a large quantity. I could still taste the faint semen residual in my mouth. I liked the reminder that my son’s...

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Janets Awakening Part 2

That night after dinner I heard mom and dad have an argument in their room again. Usually when they fought more the one day in a row it meant dad had an out-of-town trip for work. He drove trucks, usually within the city and had normal hours, but to make extra money he would often take long distance work that would take him away from home sometimes a week or 2 at a time. Mom was wonderful at times and at other times cold and distant and that took its toll on dad. I didn’t understand it at...

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SinPart 1

"Damn I look good!", Cindy said as she checked herself out in the mirror. "Yea, I'd fuck you, no beers, well maybe it'd take 2 or 3....", Her husband Jake said as he laughed. "Whatever, if it were up to you I'd be naked all the time, ready and in the bent over position!" "Not true, some times I like you on top. I mean you always tell me that's your favorite position.", he replied as he slapped her on the ass. Cindy really needed this night out, she had just lost her...

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Janets Homecoming

Introduction: The fifth Chapter to my story. Dad gets into the action in this one. I last left you with having spent the night at Johns house. His mom and dad were away for the weekend and they were not to return until Monday afternoon. Kim had called John Sunday morning and he had told her that he had a new girlfriend which was I. John and I got out of bed seeing how we were awake now. John pulled a tee shirt out of his dresser drawer and tossed it to me. He told me here you could slip this...

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Seduced by Sin Ch 02

First of all, thank you so much for all the wonderful feedback! I am happy to find out everyone likes my story! I very much appreciated the suggestions a few of you gave on developing it and as such, this next chapter should help bring more players into the story and develop the character of Sin and Kate. Sorry it took so long to get out, my computer of 3 ½ years crashed and I lost a few important parts. Hope you enjoy the next chapter! Renee * North of London, England, 11 years earlier ...

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Seduced by Sin Ch 01

Ok, this is my first attempt at writing, so it might be a little on the rough side until I get an idea of where I want my writing to take me. Constructive criticism is welcome, and I am open to any useful suggestions or ideas you might have. Please, no bashers. Hope you like it! Renee * Our story begins in the early 1800’s England, on the estate of Lord Carrington, Earl of Bendford, just north of London. The Earl’s only daughter, Katherine, rose early that morning, dressed in her favorite...

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Seduced by Sin Ch 03

Thank you for all your patience with me, I know it’s been a long wait for this chapter. Things at home and work have been a little crazy, so I haven’t had much time to devote to writing. I know this chapter is really short, but I wanted to get this part out. Sorry, no sex in this one, but hang in there. Next time, I promise! Once again, thanks for reading! Renee On the edge of the pool inside the glen, Kate and Sin lay together in the grass, she was cuddled up against his side, one shapely...

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Janets First Time

The next day, Janet awoke refreshed. She walked into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee. While the coffee brewed, she cooked herself breakfast. After eating, she showered, dressed, and headed over to her friend Veronica’s house to pick her up for a trip they had planned a week ago. It would be Janet’s first outing at her friend’s new lakeside cabin. Maybe she’d find a way to make the weekend interesting. Janet pulled up in front of Veronica’s house and honked the horn. Veronica poked her...

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Janets First Squirt

Janet loved living on a huge property with no one around for miles. The isolation of her cabin in the mountains of West Virginia meant that she could walk around naked and not worry about anyone seeing her. Janet was only twenty one, but her uncle had left the cabin to her in his will. Whenever she wanted to get away for awhile, she would drive to the cabin. It was not uncommon for Janet to walk outside in a skirt and a tank top and no panties. You see, Janet loved to masturbate. Whenever she...

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Preachers Sinful DaughterChapter 2 Sinning on Her Knees

“That’s it, whore,” Daddy grunted as he rammed his cock into me from behind after bending me over the dining room table. Through the swinging door that connected this room to the kitchen, I could hear my mom humming as she worked on breakfast, oblivious to the naughty acts her husband, my preacher father, performed on my sixteen-year-old body. “Daddy,” I squealed, bucking back into his thrusts. “What are you doing?” When I set the table for breakfast, I hadn’t expected Daddy to come up...

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It is not a Sin

A word from the Author: I left the state, political affiliation of the Rep vague on purpose so it does not take away from the main message of the story. I made the interstate a mythical one, even number ones runs east to west and if they have three digits they are a bypass into an urban area not in a rural area. *********** Whenever a person tried to brand themselves to others, they were really trying to convince people their opinion of who they are as a fact. This statement held...

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Sisterhood of Sin 13 The Cousin Who Isnt

My positive experience with caging my husband's cock in chastity and spanking his plugged ass has me on a sexual high for several days. I make love to him, and I mean really make love several times each day during those days. I had worried that I would think less of him, that he would no longer seem as manly to me, but I discover that I can't keep my hands off him and I aggressively undress, cuddle, kiss, suck and fuck him as soon as we get home from work and again before sleeping. I know that...

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Janets Awakening Part 1

My mother was a couple years younger than my father and was 5’5’ tall with a nice figure and large breasts and round hips that attracted attention from guys. She has green eyes and long curly red hair. My oldest brother 4 years older than me and is 5’11” tall with a husky build. He has green eyes and blonde hair like my father cut short. My other brother is 2 years older than me and is 6 foot tall with a slim build. He has hazel eyes and red hair to his shoulders like the members of the...

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MY SIN

My Sin Chapter 1 I wonder how many other women spend as much time as I do fantasizing about sex during their work day. Although this is frequent and I often fear my boss will come to my desk and realize my chest is red hot and I am out of breath from the mere thought of a throbbing hard cock being thrust into me -this does not occur as much as I would like. Sometimes the mundane facts of life and a busy day take up too much of my time and thoughts. So much time taken away from my passion, from...

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Sin VR

Sin VR! Attention all gamers. Does 3D animated porn with game-like characteristics appeal to you? Then I introduce to you the forbidden world, Sin VR. This is an advanced 3D animated game that allows you to interact with sexy virtual avatars by providing you with a virtual 360° experience in which you will be fucking these virtual characters that have been made to look like your favorite movie stars. Expect to feel strange feelings of attraction to these babes, which is the whole point, to...

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A woman named Sin

A man was walking on the street, his one hand, fingers tightly clenched around the handle of a black suitcase that has a million dollars’ worth of uncut diamonds and the other busy with the phone.“Yes, I have the diamonds… No they didn’t doubt a thing… I’m coming back home and then we can leave together for good.”“You can leave your past behind, Synnove and we can start our new life. I love you so much.”“I love you more, Damien,” a woman’s voice cracked from the other side of phone.“Heyyyy,...

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House of Sin

David lived on the other side of town, in a pretty okay neighborhood. He had told Katie to park in the alley behind the house and to text him when she was there. The houses in this area were old, but were maintained well. No broken down cars on blocks or anything like that. It was easy enough to see where her uncle wanted her to park and soon she had her bag with her and was standing on David’s back porch. She texted him and a few minutes later was greeted at the door. The woman who looked at...

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Janets Encounter

Janet was late for work again, her cell alarm had failed to wake her and as a result she was rushing toward the elevator after crashing through her apartment to get ready. She had a bagel in her mouth, her messenger bag slung haphazardly over her shoulder, and a sealed cup of coffee in her hand. She pushed the elevator button repeatedly as though that would have the magic effect of making it open and took a bite of her bagel. She heard the familiar ding and finally the doors opened.  She...

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Merey Cousins Mohsin Ki Zubanee

My name is Mohsin..I lived in Lahore. Mein iss waqt 18 saal ka tha… I have a whitish complexion height: 5’2″… Weight: 112 lbs…. I always keep my body free of all unwanted hairs specially the hairs on my leg. My legs look like that of a girl. And have very sexy and smooth but masculine looks.One of my cousins …named Naveed….who was 8 years elder to me …ie about 26-27 years old…used to live in my house. Naveed family lived in a village and he had come to Lahore for studies. It was a summer night...

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Mohsin Apney Cousin Babu Key Saath

Hello….my name is Mohsin from Islamabad-Pakistan…..in this story I’ll like to tell you my story in which my gay cousin raped me just as someone rapes a woman . I am 18 and my cousin Habib is 27…..he is better known by the pet name ‘BABU’…. Right from childhood BABU was gifted by a well-built masculine body….. he was 6″ ft tall…..healthy…. about 72 kgs…. with a muscular body…. and above all a 9″ inch long and very thick… steel hard cock. he is wheatish….he lives with his parents in Lahore. I am...

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Sin 4

On the way home a million things went through Jake's mind, he was sorta pissed about all the cheating and fucking around Cindy had been doing. However the part that bothered him the most, was how turned on he was about it. He use to be the real jealous type, but not anymore, in fact just the opposite. Nothing he found out tonight really bothered him deeply, in fact he was really looking forward to reliving a lot of Cindy's adventures with her sooner or later as she confessed what she...

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Sin and Sin City

I knew going into this trip that Sin City wasn't my cup of tea. "Sin" would be the last word anyone would use to describe me. The irony of it being the beginning of my given name is not lost on me or my friends. But when given the opportunity to go for a weekend and participate in a bachelor party, I didn't say no. Sinclair Reeves. Has an old-fashioned feel to it that I hated as a kid, but I've grown into it in the last few years. My life has been relatively tame, devoid of...

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SATIN SKIN SEDUCTION SIN

Mom had never slept in satin sheets, nor with me. By Oediplex 8==3~ It was autumn. Not just the Fall, but Indian Summer too; one of those perfect set of days, when it was not too cold and the humidity remained low. My favorite time of the year. Mom's too, and since I live in a pretty part of New England, with the foliage in full flourish, I invited her out to my place. I wanted to get her out. Not just out to visit me, but out of her apartment, out of the City; and out of her...

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The Vampire Kiss Chapter Twelve Wanton Sin

Chapter 12: Wanton Sin by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Jezebel groaned in delight as her enemy, her hated foe, pleasured her cunt. The demon gloated in the depths of the priest's soul. He howled in agony as he was changed, transformed by the demon's domination over an angel. Even an angel as corrupted as Aurora had become still held a tenuous connection to Heaven. The succubus's red wings spread wide in Father Augustine's soul. The angel and demon were both inside the priest,...

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Let He Who is Without Sin

This was going to be the most difficult day of my working life, I was about to preach a sermon that would either bring my flock onside or alienate them forever. I, Matthew Ridgway, have been the Minister of a church in a small country town for some three years. The time has been something like the Curate’s egg, good in parts. I have been accepted into this town and have made many friends and enjoyed my work in the community, that has been the good part. The bad part was the loss of my wife of...

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Preachers Sinful DaughterChapter 3 Sinning Behind the School

I must be the most sinful preacher’s daughter in the entire world. How else to explain why I was on my knees at the back of the school giving my former steady, Ricky, a blowjob with a dollar bill clutched in my hand—his payment for my service. And he was just the first blowjob I would be giving this morning before classes. Two more guys waited their turn to spurt cum into my naughty mouth, their dollar bills ready. It was all my hypocritical father’s fault. If I hadn’t caught Daddy fucking...

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Sin Bravely

Mais ou sont les neiges d'antan? There was a temple in the basement. A simple enough place with a wooden altar, solid and sturdy, made by Adam the very day he'd purchased the house. It had been covered with a coarse linen sheet, woven by Eve, and dyed to a pleasant, golden hue. There was a chalice of red clay, also made by Eve, along with a platter and two candlestick holders. The candles had been made from the fat of a cow and Cain had learned the method from his father. One of the bones...

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Sin 2

"I mean sure, I was eventually in the back of that same van later getting plowed like a $20 whore. However, at least I waited until we got back to the hotel and then snuck out when I thought you were sleeping!", Cindy was laughing. "My gosh, that was such a great night, I can't believe I let both of those guys fuck me at the same time. I don't need that kid back there, just the thought of that will keep me sopping wet for the rest of the night! You know what Carla? I've been fucked a...

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Breastfeeding Sister And Her Brother 8211 Pt 3 Sweet Dirty Sin

So dear readers, this is Kishore again with my new experience. Thank you for your immense response for my previous episodes. This is my third in the series. As you know, I enjoyed my Di just before the cradle ceremony of my Di’s daughter and on then the next day, I fully enjoyed her. After that, I fucked and sucked Di daily, bunking college. In these days, a lot of kinky things were done and we were very happy. I explored every charm of di’s body. I fucked her ass, her milky boobs, her mouth...

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A Mothers Sin Chapter 1

Introduction: A Mother’s Sin – My excuse These events took place in November 2011, a little over a year ago….. My mind wanders frequently; often in ways I do not intend, or want. I do not know if I am unique or not, but on occasion, I find myself thinking about things that society deems highly inappropriate. When I allow myself to explore inappropriate fantasies, I used do so with the strong belief that these were only fantasies; I would never actually act upon them. Further, I was comforted...

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Rewritten Sin series

Well after I looked at it for awhile I decided that this series really needed a rewrite. So here yah go :)'ThoughtsLyrics to MagnetEnjoyThe lights go dark and as you walk off stage you are immediately engulfed in praises and congratulations from your co-workers. Though some are strange you love these people, they are like your family and one of them will forever mean more to you than that.As if on cue that one person comes out of the back dressed in a familiar costume and already your heart...

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Occasions of Sin7

Two days later I got my period, and that’s the first time I realized I could have gotten pregnant. I swear, it never entered my head until then. I was in the bathroom, putting the pad in my underwear, when I suddenly went cold all over. I was so relieved, but I was scared, too — scared because if I let a boy put his thing in me again, I could in big trouble. And I wanted a boy to put his thing in me again. I went to my room and, taking my rosary beads out of my top drawer, I knelt down...

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Sin Sity Singer Club in Sydney

In order to reach Sin Sity in Sydney you have to climb a steep set of stairs almost hidden behind a nondescript pizzeria, not far from the of town. At the top of the stairs the space opens up to a bar-room with plenty of wood and in a corner a Jacuzzi, lovely for relaxing with or without friends. A spiral staircase winds itsd way up just next to the Jacuzzi, and behind it several other rooms opened up, variously occupied with beds or sofas for lazily or not so lazily lounging in. Upstairs there...

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Cardinal Sin

She had been dreaming of this day for years now. Her love for him had been burning insider her like a furnace. ‘Tis a sin!’ They would say if anyone found out, but Sister Pamfry didn’t care anymore. She loved Cardinal Vogue and he loved her. It all started a few years back. Sister Pamfry, then known as Catharine Pamfry, had just become a nun after throwing away her life of greed and deception. She came to the newly built St. Joan of Arc Nunnery in Domrémy, France. It was a big change from her...

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THE WAGES OF SINPart 1

If you’ve read anything I have written you will know that the story is always the most important element. Any sex that is described is also an integral part of the plot so if you’re looking for one sex scene after another I’m afraid you will be disappointed. I began another story that will be posted soon then got the idea for this one. I’ll be ready to post the other, “Just an Old-Fashioned Girl,” fairly soon. Meanwhile, I hope you enjoy this one. Please remember that I can only write...

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Sin of Lust

He tossed and turned in his bed, desperately trying to rid his mind of the stunning images that had plagued him since that afternoon. That young woman kneeling so obediently as the altar and crossing herself with an innocence belied by her attire… her presence had called him from the rectory as certainly as the loyal bells ever had. Even a young priest such as himself had been attracted to her sweet looks and tempting manner. Her beauty was stunning to him, so much so that he had nearly...

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The Yellow Book Fantasies Ch 14 Love Story in Sin City

I fell in love with this town. This town called Sin City. Perhaps you’ve heard of it. I fell for it as an adult ironically. The first time I went, I was about eight or nine. There's really nothing to do until you're of age. This story is a tale of coincidence, luck, and sin.~~I went to Vegas almost every single year. I was looking forward to this one especially. I had plans to go a strip show. Until in the casino on my first day, I saw someone who I never thought I’d see there:“Chad?”“Becky?” I...

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The Yellow Book Fantasies Ch 14 Love Story in Sin City

I fell in love with this town. This town called Sin City. Perhaps you’ve heard of it. I fell for it as an adult ironically. The first time I went, I was about eight or nine. There's really nothing to do until you're of age. This story is a tale of coincidence, luck, and sin.~~I went to Vegas almost every single year. I was looking forward to this one especially. I had plans to go a strip show. Until in the casino on my first day, I saw someone who I never thought I’d see there:“Chad?”“Becky?” I...

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The year is 2245. Over the course of humanity we have changed so much. From bands of scavengers, to tribes, to communities, to cities, to states, to countries, to the world government. The stone age gave way to the bronze age, the iron age, the steel revolution, the technology age, the fusion age, the antimatter age. We now have a full colony on the moon and Mars is well under development. They say in less than a thousand years the hyper gate will arrive in the Alpha Centuri galaxy and we will...

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Cardinal Sin

She had been dreaming of this day for years now. Her love for him had been burning insider her like a furnace. "Tis a sin!" They would say if anyone found out, but Sister Pamfry didn't care anymore. She loved Cardinal Vogue and he loved her. It all started a few years back. Sister Pamfry, then known as Catharine Pamfry, had just become a nun after throwing away her life of greed and deception. She came to the newly built St. Joan of Arc Nunnery in Domrémy, France. It was a big change...

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You can't think about hot girls when you priest... The sin. I was zealous catholic. Church was everything for me. I believed in God and was in church every day. I didn’t date anybody. Maybe once in a while I would go on a “blind” date. If guy was cute we had sex. If no – home and Netflix. Usually mass’ were boring. Sometimes I was asking myself why am I here? Until I saw him… I think God wanted to see my reaction because I had only one idea in my mind...

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