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She watched the sun set through the window over the sink as she washed
the dinner dishes. She could hear her children shouting "questions",
playing Jeporady with the television in the living room. My father,
her husband, came up behind her, embraced her and began pinching her
nipples through her blouse as she continued to wash dishes. He rolled
the nubs between his fingers as she scrubbed. The hot water rolled
over her hands, but it was the way he grabbed her tits, palms over her
nipples, and squeezed them that brought heat to her face.
She didn't like sex. Maybe it was because she'd been sexually abused
as a kid and never gotten over it. Maybe she was just one of those
women with very little sex drive. I don't know. She hated the way it
felt. Even her babies nursing was difficult, and she didn't do it for
long. Their questing little mouths made her feel weird, like
electricity was flowing from her nipple to her womb and it wasn't
pleasant. It made her uncomfortable when he played with her breasts
this way. It always had, from the day they were married. She didn't
let him touch him before the wedding. Sometimes she regretted this.
Maybe if she had she would have known that she hated sex. Now she was
married, 'til death do us part, to this man whom she loved. Part of
her marriage duty was to provide sex for him. So she acquiesed
quietly. It was a sort of sacrifice on her part.
So she quietly accepted his hands now milking her teats and his
hardening cock against her back. Her cunt was now getting gooey and
wet. She hated this feeling too. It felt unclean. She liked being
clean and dry. She hated that her body got so obviously aroused, even
though she wasn't interested at all. He began humping against her back
as she scrubbed the final pan. He unbuttoned the buttons over her tits
and slid his hand under her blouse to caress her bra. She felt
humiliated, half dressed in the kitchen, her husbands hands violating
her breasts as he rutted on her back. What if the children came in?
(She needn't have worried about that, it took a crowbar to pry us off
the tube back then) What if a neighbor saw through the window?
As she finished he ordered her to "go upstairs." Just those two words,
but she knew what he meant. She went to their bedroom and closed the
door. She finished unbuttoning her blouse and removed it, laying it on
the bed. Same with her skirt, her hose, her bra and her underwear. She
took the pile of clothing to the adjoining master bathroom. She put
the clothing in the laundry hamper, the bra and hose in their separate
little net envelopes. She left the bathroom and went to her makeup
table to quickly freshen her perfume and makeup. Then my naked
mother prepared the bed by pulling the covers down and placing a
double folded towel on the bottom sheet. She lay down on the bed, her
butt on the towel, legs slightly spread. He wanted her to spread them
more, but this was as far as she could bring her self to spread them.
With the light fully on and wishing she could be doing almost anything
else, my mother lay on display. She waited for my father, thinking
about all the things she needed to do before they went to bed tonight,
the things that needed to be done tomorrow, all the things that have
to be done, over and over...
She heard him on the stairs. He opened the door, came in,? closed it
and locked it behind him.? He fell on her, kissing her mouth. She's
always thought french kissing was disgusting. He's her husband, so she
told herself that it should be okay, but she could never convince
herself. His hands went to her breasts again and though he'd gone soft
she ccould feel him getting harder against her thigh. He pushed her
legs farther apart with his knees and humped his hard dick against her
cunt. He pushed into her deeply, easily because the nipple stimulation
left her wet. Now in addition to the uncomfortable electricity in her
nipples and crotch she was full, as if her vagina was bloated. His
entire length slid into her the on the first thrust. She wanted to
squirm under him, but she kept control of her body. She would give him
sex but she refused to accept the humiliation of reacting like a slut
to it. My father fucked her, a few slow strokes to get himself into
position and warmed up, and then he let her have it. He pounded his
crotch into her pussy, pulled out and shoved it in again. She panted
and stifled a moan. He continued to pump his cock in her cunt. She
tried to figure out how to fit all the things that need to be done
tomorrow into one day as his dick pistoned inside her and his hands
roamed her body, pinching her nipples, squeezing her breasts, now
holding on to her shoulders for leverage, now grabbing her butt and
hips so that he could pull her to him and wedge his cock as deeply
into her as possible. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and she could
not take the discomfort any more. She squirmed and moaned underneath
him. She did not like these sensations, but her body knew that this is
sexual arousal and so she bucked and squealed like a slut, humiliated
by her body's actions. She felt her husband's dick become momentarily
larger, harder and then the pulsing and warmth deep inside her. He was
peeing his semen into her. She knew it wasn't exactly like peeing, but
that's what it seemed like to her. She lay quietly as he defiled her
body with his cum. She tried not to think about getting pregnant
again, about the unbearable thought of another infant's gummy, chewing
suckle on her nipples.
He fucked her slowly and gently as he softened. After what seemed like
an eternity he sliped out and a moment later he rolled off of her. She
closeed her legs, wincing at the gooey feeling of their mixed fluids
on her upper thighs. She lay there as my father cleaned himself up in
their bathroom. The other reason she hated sex was because afterwards
she often felt this weird longing, but she didn't know for what. It
was as if it wasn't enough for her body to squirm and moan during sex,
it wanted more after her husband was done. After he was clean my
father left to see what us kids had gotten up to. Her body calmed down
and she headed into the bathroom.
In the bathroom she prepared the douchebag. 2qts of warm water with
vinegar. She sat on the toliet, peed and then pushed the nozzle up
where my father so recently was. The warm water washed away the goo
and when it finished she felt cleaner. She quickly showered and put on
her pink housedress, then she went downstairs to join the rest of us.
Sex for my mother
She watched the
sun set through the window over the sink as she washed
the dinner
dishes. She could hear her children shouting "questions",
playing Jeporady
with the television in the living room. My father,
her husband, came
up behind her, embraced her and began pinching her
nipples through
her blouse as she continued to wash dishes. He rolled
the nubs between
his fingers as she scrubbed. The hot water rolled
over her hands,
but it was the way he grabbed her tits, palms over her
nipples, and
squeezed them that brought heat to her face.
She didn't like
sex. Maybe it was because she'd been sexually abused
as a kid and
never gotten over it. Maybe she was just one of those
women with very
little sex drive. I don't know. She hated the way it
felt. Even her
babies nursing was difficult, and she didn't do it for
long. Their
questing little mouths made her feel weird, like
electricity was
flowing from her nipple to her womb and it wasn't
pleasant. It made
her uncomfortable when he played with her breasts
this way. It
always had, from the day they were married. She didn't
let him touch him
before the wedding. Sometimes she regretted this.
Maybe if she had
she would have known that she hated sex. Now she was
married, 'til
death do us part, to this man whom she loved. Part of
her marriage duty
was to provide sex for him. So she acquiesed
quietly. It was a
sort of sacrifice on her part.
So she quietly
accepted his hands now milking her teats and his
hardening cock
against her back. Her cunt was now getting gooey and
wet. She hated
this feeling too. It felt unclean. She liked being
clean and dry.
She hated that her body got so obviously aroused, even
though she wasn't
interested at all. He began humping against her back
as she scrubbed
the final pan. He unbuttoned the buttons over her tits
and slid his hand
under her blouse to caress her bra. She felt
humiliated, half
dressed in the kitchen, her husbands hands violating
her breasts as he
rutted on her back. What if the children came in?
(She needn't have
worried about that, it took a crowbar to pry us off
the tube back
then) What if a neighbor saw through the window?
As she finished
he ordered her to "go upstairs." Just those two words,
but she knew what
he meant. She went to their bedroom and closed the
door. She
finished unbuttoning her blouse and removed it, laying it on
the bed. Same
with her skirt, her hose, her bra and her underwear. She
took the pile of
clothing to the adjoining master bathroom. She put
the clothing in
the laundry hamper, the bra and hose in their separate
little net
envelopes. She left the bathroom and went to her makeup
table to quickly
freshen her perfume and makeup. Then my naked
mother prepared
the bed by pulling the covers down and placing a
double folded
towel on the bottom sheet. She lay down on the bed, her
butt on the
towel, legs slightly spread. He wanted her to spread them
more, but this
was as far as she could bring her self to spread them.
With the light
fully on and wishing she could be doing almost anything
else, my mother
lay on display. She waited for my father, thinking
about all the
things she needed to do before they went to bed tonight,
the things that
needed to be done tomorrow, all the things that have
to be done, over
and over...
She heard him on
the stairs. He opened the door, came in,?
closed it
and locked it
behind him.? He fell on her, kissing her
mouth. She's
always thought
french kissing was disgusting. He's her husband, so she
told herself that
it should be okay, but she could never convince
herself. His
hands went to her breasts again and though he'd gone soft
she ccould feel
him getting harder against her thigh. He pushed her
legs farther
apart with his knees and humped his hard dick against her
cunt. He pushed
into her deeply, easily because the nipple stimulation
left her wet. Now
in addition to the uncomfortable electricity in her
nipples and
crotch she was full, as if her vagina was bloated. His
entire length
slid into her the on the first thrust. She wanted to
squirm under him,
but she kept control of her body. She would give him
sex but she
refused to accept the humiliation of reacting like a slut
to it. My father
fucked her, a few slow strokes to get himself into
position and warmed
up, and then he let her have it. He pounded his
crotch into her
pussy, pulled out and shoved it in again. She panted
and stifled a
moan. He continued to pump his cock in her cunt. She
tried to figure
out how to fit all the things that need to be done
tomorrow into one
day as his dick pistoned inside her and his hands
roamed her body,
pinching her nipples, squeezing her breasts, now
holding on to her
shoulders for leverage, now grabbing her butt and
hips so that he
could pull her to him and wedge his cock as deeply
into her as
possible. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and she could
not take the
discomfort any more. She squirmed and moaned underneath
him. She did not
like these sensations, but her body knew that this is
sexual arousal
and so she bucked and squealed like a slut, humiliated
by her body's
actions. She felt her husband's dick become momentarily
larger, harder
and then the pulsing and warmth deep inside her. He was
peeing his semen
into her. She knew it wasn't exactly like peeing, but
that's what it
seemed like to her. She lay quietly as he defiled her
body with his
cum. She tried not to think about getting pregnant
again, about the
unbearable thought of another infant's gummy, chewing
suckle on her
nipples.
He fucked her slowly
and gently as he softened. After what seemed like
an eternity he
sliped out and a moment later he rolled off of her. She
closeed her legs,
wincing at the gooey feeling of their mixed fluids
on her upper
thighs. She lay there as my father cleaned himself up in
their bathroom.
The other reason she hated sex was because afterwards
she often felt
this weird longing, but she didn't know for what. It
was as if it
wasn't enough for her body to squirm and moan during sex,
it wanted more
after her husband was done. After he was clean my
father left to
see what us kids had gotten up to. Her body calmed down
and she headed
into the bathroom.
In the bathroom
she prepared the douchebag. 2qts of warm water with
vinegar. She sat
on the toliet, peed and then pushed the nozzle up
where my father
so recently was. The warm water washed away the goo
and when it
finished she felt cleaner. She quickly showered and put on
her pink
housedress, then she went downstairs to join the rest of us.
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EroticMary Pilson knew that her ‘uncle’ Walter was grooming her. ‘Uncle’ was a silly term that Mary’s mother used to describe the men who moved into their home to take advantage. Mary had no time for her uncles; she saw them for what they were, parasites and users. Mary’s mother could hardly make ends meet working as an usherette at the local cinema. Her good looks, curvy body and long legs ensured that she was well tipped by the male customers but she also attracted the sharks. Mary mostly...
We’re cruising along a wide and quiet suburban street. Green lawns stretch back from the pavement to the nice semi-detached homes. There’s a slim woman walking a large dog along the side of the road, and we pan around to look at her as we pass – it’s no-one we know, but we kind of wish we did! Then we’re looking forward again – seeing an intersection infront of us ... Then pulling up, looking out of the side window right at a single story, flat-roofed building. A sign outside reads,...
September 1981, Milford, Ohio Friday was routine until lunchtime. Afternoon classes had been canceled for both Elyse and me because of the Labor Day weekend, so I drove back to the apartment instead of having lunch on campus. Elyse and I packed our overnight bags and waited for Kathy and Bethany, who arrived as planned, and we left Chicago just before 4:00pm. It was my goal to make the trip to Milford in just under five and a half hours, which I could do if we grabbed fast food on the way...
After the Funeral As a cold rain fell Sharon Powers stood by her husband's grave trying to understand how this could be happening to her. She was still a young woman, not yet thirty in fact. How could God be so cruel as to take her husband from her. The muttered condolences from her husband's friends and coworkers meant nothing to her. Standing by her side was her thirteen year old son, Paul. The c***d of a wartime marriage he had been born when his mother was just sixteen. Now...
We lived in a small seaside resort town that had a good tourist 'clientele', and I use that word because my single parent mother was a hooker and I was her lookout.When the bars emptied around midnight, she made sure the drunks saw her as a sexual release, mother,s prices were on the cheapish side and her ability to pull a dozen or so men for quickies, was legendary, well in my eyes.She was affectionately known as the 'Milking Maid', and could move smoothly from a hand-job, to a blow-job, to a...
It was the electronic chirp of a cellphone text message that first stirred Peggy Sanford from a state of excessive alcohol and strenuous sexual activity induced sleep to a state of semi-conscious awareness. The first thing she recognized was that she was not the only one lying in the bed. She felt the warm embrace of a delicate arm draped across her chest, a set of soft full breasts pressing up against her back, a smooth hairless pelvis nuzzled up against her buttocks and a tone fit leg...
Author’s Note: These stories are a continuation of member/author Walterio’s excellent 12 part series, Peggy Sanford a Worldly Woman and his extra story Peggy Sanford and the Secret Society. After I read his stories all I could think was ‘That was hot! I wish I was her.’ Walterio wrote these in response to member/author Peggy46’s invitation to anyone to continue or add to the stories that she wrote about herself and her wild sex life. I tried to fill in enough background information to make this...
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IncestI am a senior manager in a multinational bank with a sex crazy wife who is always innovating new creative ways of sex. We have no children last month my father died in village and my 70yrs old and very religious mother had to come and stay with us. Twelve to fourteen hours in a day my mother used to read Ramayana and sing Bhajans but she was otherwise healthy my wife was not able to lead the open sex life and orgy with all and sundry because of her. She tried to leave nude male photographs and...
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Through her wide open legs she watched the last drops of her morning piss cling to her silky blonde pussy-hair, then drop into the bowl. She stretched and yawned, willing her reluctant body awake. "Mike?" she called. "Yeah?" her husband answered, pushing the bathroom door open. "Well, aren't you a pretty sight?" he said. "Look, who's talking. You look as bad as I feel," she said with a smile. Her husband was naked except for a towel around his mid-section, his flaccid...
Sarah and I communicated well when she had time for conversation, often after her shift was over. She made it clear that she liked me as more than just a patient, and in addition to liking her, I found myself lusting for her constantly. It wasn't so bad in the mountains when there were no distractions, but to see it around me every day flamed my desire. She caught up with me while I was in physical therapy. After a couple of cheers, she said, "I got her cell phone. I'll see you...
Lamax system was only 61 lightyears distant to Faysummit system. Meaning the superfast Colt reached Faysummit only 136 minutes. Roy was getting more anxious by the moment. The closer he got the more he felt convinced that his mother was close and that she was in great peril. The Colt was brand-new and by law, it was his ship. The Phantasian who piloted the ride was an employee or more precise a contractor. Tanya was right, this passenger cabin was not big enough for Partner, but then this...
It was getting hard for Nandu. Ever since he found porn, he was completely addicted to it. First, he started fairly innocent, like searching hot videos of actors and navel pictures. As time flew by, his taste started becoming hardcore. He searched for various fetish sites to satisfy his urges. But it seemed like a never-ending tale. This time, Nandu found a genre that specifically interested him more than the rest, i.e., incest. These stories hit him harder than other stories. The satisfaction...
IncestThis is a true story and happened recently. I am bi and enjoy sucking and being sucked by guys occasionally. But on the odd occasion I het so horny that I need fucking. A couple of weeks ago it was early evening and I found myself heading to a cruising spot where I have met guys before. I parked up in a layby. it was stil light, and it was quiet. Eventually a white van came slowly driving by, as he passed I flashed my indicators a few times. He pessed his break lights a few times and we had an...
Naan oru engineer, oru katidathil velai paarthu varugiren. Ippozhuthu en sontha uurai vitu vitu thali vanthu irukiren aanal naan en kanaal paartha sexyaaga kaama anubavathai ungalidam pagira vanthu irukiren. Naan pothuvaaga kaama kathaigal niraiya padipen athanaal enaku en vaazhvil nadantha sila suvarasiyamaana anubavangalai ungalidam pagira pogiren. Naan velai paarkum idathil athigamaana aatkal velai parka maatargal 10 perku kuraivaagave velai paarpaargal. Athanaal naan eppozhuthum avargal...