The Impotent Chauffer
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MUMMIE'S CHAUFFER
Robertson Russell's cell phone rang as he was haranging Ned Crawford his chauffer from the back seat. "I want this car polished more, Crawford!" Robertson lectured. "You're not working hard enough, man."
Ned Crawford nodded his broad black face, trying to hide a grin, as Russell continued his screed.
"You aren't supposed to just sit around in the corporate parking garage waiting for me to call you to go somewhere. What a lazy Negro you are! It seems as if ever since you've developed this odd relationship with my mother, you're lazier these days."
" I'm the one in charge,Crawford. My father left the company, the money the car to ME." The chauffer nodded his head. "Yessir, Mr. Russell...Ain't that your phone?" Crawford said innocently.
Robertson Russell answered the phone. "Robertson Russell here...oh, hello, Mummie. I'm coming home now, we're pulling in. Crawford? But I thought it would be just us tonight, I was going to send him home for the weekend...Yes, ma'am. I'll tell him. Goodbye, Mummie."
Russell harrumphed loudly as he shut off the cell. "Crawford, my mother wants you to join us for the evening, as I'm sure you knew. So we'll go in."
Crawford looked behind him, scratching his Afro as he turned off the key. "Actually, Mr. Russell, you're to change into your other clothes, there's a package at your feet. I'll go in now, and you're to come in in about half an hour in your little suit." As Crawford said "little suit" he enunciated it with an effeminite sneer.
Russell remained silent as the black chauffer shut the car door and went into the Russell mansion, whistling. Russell pulled the package from the back seat, and pulled out his hated sailor suit.Slowly he began removing his business clothes, and a tear rolled down his cheek slowly.
Robertson felt around in the
bag for the horrible outfit, the one with the knickerbockers and the tie,
but what came out of the bag was an even more peculiar outfit, attached to
which was a note.
?Dear Bobbie?you complain so much about your sailor suit, that I have decided that you don?t have the maturity for such a manly little suit, so I had Ned purchase you an outfit? for even younger boys the Buster Brown suit.
You have been behaving like a toddler, so you are going to wear a tunic?it?s a nice smock which little boys were allowed to wear just before they were old enough to wear breeches?in other words, it?s like a little dress with pantaloons. I hope you enjoy it! Your sister Danielle picked it out for you in Chicago and sent it here! Mummie.?
Oh, Danielle such a wicked baby sister!...Bobbie was so glad that she'd moved out of the house when she had. It had been so humiliating, the way Mummie had so favored his younger sister. When Bobbie had been twelve and Danielle only nine, Mummie had insisted that Bobbie be put to bed first, at seven-thirty, right after his warm milk, while she and Danni would sit up late and watch all the fun situation comedies.
And Danni would be dispatched to make sure Bobbie was in his jammies at seven-fifteen, while the other children were still playing in the street. "Hurry up and get your pajamas on Bobbie, I want to get back out to play Kick the Can." This had caused Bobbie no end of humiliating tears and resentment.
But later, in high school and college (which Mummie had insisted Bobbie attend as a commuter, from home) Danielle became even more of a dominating influence in his life. Whenever Bobbie had gotten upset with Mummie for not allowing him to go to a party or watch an R rated movie, Mummie would quell his tantrum by ordering Bobbie to strip and wear diapers.
She'd lock all the bathroom doors and Bobbie would be forced to spend anywhere from three days to two weeks in nappies, and his baby sister would be allowed to change his diapers and give him hot baths and enemas.
"But it's not fair, man!" Bobbie would kick his legs as Danielle leaned over him, her pink tube top bouncing. His little sister had had such a hot body, but Bobbie'd never seen her naked, but she saw him in the buff lots of times. "Shut your face, Bobbie!" Danielle would say. "Or I'll tie a pink ribbon to your wee- wee before re-diapering you."
Oh, Bobbie could remember how Danielle's elegant little white hands with the long purple nails looked, rubbing baby oil around his shaved cock and balls. If Bobbie got excited, Danielle would often pour boiling water on his Bad Thing, as Mummie called it, to calm him down.
Once, when Bobbie had rebelled against infantilization, Danielle and her best friend Paige had tied Bobbie to Mummie's big poster bed and had taken turns thrashing Bobbie's bare rump with willow switches that they'd cut from the tree in the back yard and soaked in the bathtub. Bobbie had screamed and cried in frustration and agony--at the time he was twenty-one and they were eighteen...
Then Paige had forced poor Bobbie to stand in the corner with his pants down while Danielle called their friends over for a sorority frat party...oh the agony! Bobbie had that one thing to cheer him up...Danielle wasn't living here anymore...Mummie and Ned would be enough. But why, oh why had Danielle purchased this humiliating outfit?
Robertson nearly cried as he stared at the frilly collar, the pink and blue velvet jacket, and the baggy Raggedy-Ann underwear. To replace his wing-tips, Mummie had included lace up shoes and stockings. Robertson sighed, and began dressing.
Half an hour later, Bobbie climbed out of the big car and trotted into the house like a good boy, entering Mummie's parlor quietly in his sailor suit and Mary Jane buckle shoes.
Oh...there was his beloved Mummie, her pretty, long hair askew, leaning into the arms of that bad black man, Evil Uncle Ned. She'd taken down her strict bun without him.
Normally, Mummie wore her beautiful hair in a bun all week long, tied up tight, and only on Friday nights did she take it down, and allow Bobbie to brush it, as long as he was a good boy, and didn't let his Bad Thing get too excited.
Mummie NEVER let anyone but Bobbie take down her hair, but here it was all over her shoulders, and that evil nigger, Uncle Ned was running his fingers casually through Mummie's long pretty locks, and rubbing his fingers on Mummie's bosom, encased as it was in her pretty gold lame dress.
Mummie didn't seem to see Bobbie as she breathed into Uncle Ned's face. "How nice it was for you to take down my hair for me,honey! Do you like stroking it...it sure feels good!"
Bobbie was enraged, but what could he do? He didn't want to disturb Mummie and Uncle Ned...the last Friday night that Uncle Ned had stayed over, Bobbie had thrown a bit of a tantrum, and Mummie had tied Bobbie down and run steel needles through Bobbie's nipples while Uncle Ned had pushed a series of larger and larger steel balls into Bobbie's rectum, and then enema'd them out as Bobbie'd squealed for hours!
Now Bobbie watched Mummie sigh deeply, and kiss Uncle Ned's moustache.
Although Bobbie was a big grown up boy, well past twenty-one, Mummie wouldn't let Bobbie grow any facial hair, and didn't shave him either--just took poor Bobbie to the depilatron center where all his bodily hair, including his crotch, Bad Thing and legs was removed...
This way Mummie could not only have Bobbie clean shaven, but once in a while, they'd play dress-up and Mummie'd take Bobbie shopping, both ladies in miniskirts that showed off their smooth legs! How Bobbie hated those outings, but Mummie was sure that he really had a need to be in touch with his feminine side.
But now, Bobbie pouted as he watched his Mummie kissing hairy uncle Ned. Oh, and watch Uncle Ned running his fingers in Mummie's cleavage!
"Mummie"Bobbie said loudly as his hands clenched into fists, which looked a bit ridiculous in his sailor tunic, " Mummie turned from Uncle Ned and smiled at Bobbie.
Bobbie bit his lip and stared into her eyes. "You-you said tonight I could brush your hair--that it would just be us!" Bobbie blushed hotly. It was Bobbie's privilege for Friday nights, and he might lose it...now that Uncle Ned was here.
Mummie looked up at Bobbie, her head resting on Uncle Ned's shoulder. "Dear, dear Bobbie...how cute you look in your tunic and bloomers! Doesn't he, Ned?" Uncle Ned grinned at Bobbie, who stomped his foot and stared down at his high-laced patent leather Mary Janes.
This was a stark contrast with Uncle Ned's black jeans and combat boots...Bobbie felt like such a sissy, though it was better than the time Mummie had him parading about in a sleeper pajama with a buttoned up flap in the back!
After a long week of driving Master Bobbie about and listening to his chatter, Uncle Ned was happy to see Bobbie subdued in his tunic.
But he said nothing, he just took Mummie's face in his rough-hewn hands and gave her a deep tongue kiss. Uncle Ned took his left and and toyed with Mummie's full, milky breast, rubbing it in and out of the dress.
"Look at him, Ned" Mummie motioned towards the scowling Bobbie. "Pouting, sulking. Here the boy is lu cky to have a Mummie who loves him, who knocks herself out to provide a wonderful clean and comfortable house."
Bobbie's mouth dropped open. Here he came home every night and did the home chores--Monday nights was dusting and vacuuming the house,, Tuesdays, scrubbing the five bathrooms and kitchen.
Mummie went over each toilet bowl with a mirror, just to make sure her little darling wasn't slacking off, of course. and carried her strap with her to each room.
Wednesdays Bobbie had to scrub the walls and baseboards--and did Mummie check those over carefully!
Last week there had been a slight mark or smudge on one baseboard and oh, there had been hell to pay. Mummie had caned Bobbie's bare buttocks in front of his friends from the Camera Club. Mummie had moved on to a short horsewhip and raised some vicious welts and marks on Bobbie's naked cheeks, oh so harsh.
At the end of Mummie's loving correction, Bobbie had been blubbering and weeping in front of his sniggering- so-called friends.. "But those men didn't really care for you dear" Mummie had comforted poor Bobbie later, as she'd tended to his gluteal wounds. "Real friends would have appreciated Mummie's efforts to teach you responsibility..to make her boy more manly, yessir."
"Why don't you avoid those bad boys from the Camera Club, and your Stamp-Collector's Society too-- I took the liberty of resigning for you over the phone...you can spend more time with your beloved Mummie" she'd said as she'd rubbed Bobbie's viciously welted buttocks with soothing liniment, God bless her.
"Though you certainly do cry rather easily, sweetheart...it's babyish, really."
Thursdays Mummie's after-work cleaning schedule for poor Bobbie had focused on cleaning the windows. particularly her big picture window in the living room.
To make sure Bobbie didn't lollygag at this duty, and that he'd clean it as soon as possible, Mummie had him wear a rather humiliating costume. She'd forced Bobbie to wear the Merry Widow negligee that she'd worn on the wedding night to Bobbie's daddy, now long dead.
"I know you hate wearing that when you're cleaning the windows darling".
She'd once told Bobbie "But it helps you avoid dawdling at the task...the faster you get it done, the sooner you can get your little nightgowl clad body out of the picture window, darling.
I know you blushed terribly last week when those visiting Mormon girls on the street were laughing through the window at you.
A big grown-up man who has to wear ridiculous nighties because he can't be trusted to clean the picture window quickly otherwise."
But of course Bobbie always had to do a very thorough job there also, because Mummie, if she found even one little smidgen of dust on the picture window after he'd cleaned, quickly or otherwise, would be quite wrathful.
Bobbie recalled once in his senior year of high school, when he'd been forced to clean the window wearing a bra and panty set covered with lovely bright red hearts.
He'd cleaned oh so quickly because his teammates on the varsity football squad and their friends had been laughing over the fence at him...
Mummie had found a speck of dust and had taken poor Bobbie out into the yard and forced him to pull down his panties, covered with hearts, and take a nasty lashing with a thorny branch from her prize rose bush!
"Oh, oh Mummie..." Bobbie had screamed, bending over the fence, his panties around his knees. WHACK LASH SWACK! Mummie's thorny stick had slashed vicious red streaks up and down his pale buttocks and how painful it'd been!
How the pretty girls had laughed with their boyfriends watching the star quarterback of James Buchanan High getting lashed like a three year old in hearts lingerie! "You are such a pathetic geek, Bobbie!" Pam Collins, captain of the cheerleading squad had laughed at the poor boy as he rolled around on the ground in the front yard!
And to think he'd gotten so close to asking Pamela out...it had been difficult because Mummie's bedtime for Bobbie, even at age nineteen was seven-thirty.
Perhaps he might've taken Pamela to an afternoon movie though...but not now...not ever! What kind of a girl can respect a grown man who lets his mother take down his undies and whip his buttocks in the front yard?
And how the guys had razzed him about it the
next day in the locker room! A couple of them had actually turned Bobbie over one of the benches and corn-holed him because all he was was a pathetic sissy!
But of course Bobbie knew that Mummie only did these disciplines for Bobbie's own good, and he was trying to learn to be more grateful for it.
On the weekends Bobbie had been forced to work in the yard wearing a ballerina tutu, with Mummie giving him nasty punishments for every missed weed or leaf!
So now Bobbie was disbelieving when he heard Mummie telling Uncle Ned that she was responsible for keeping Bobbie in such a lovely and comfortable clean house!
Bobbie tried to reason with his Mummie. He knew that pointing out that she didn't clean wouldn't help...he had to reason on her good side. "But M-Mummie." Bobbie said patiently, even as he felt his lower lip trembling,
"This is our night...I-I thought we--I would brush your hair and then we would have cuddly num-nums..." He smiled, thinking of the rare occasions when Mummie would take her Bobbie to her bosom and let him kiss and huddle up in there...what fun that was!
"Darling, as you can see, I have company tonight." Mummie said, smiling at Bobbie. "Why don't you amuse yourself some other way...go play with your paper dolls."
At this, Uncle Ned burst into laughter, and Bobbie's face burned.
How could Mummie tell Uncle Ned his secret? Bobbie didn't need the world to know that he liked to relax and enjoy his Rita Hayworth and Esther Williams cut-out doll toys.
Mummie, despite everything else, had always kept Bobbie's secret.
"Goddamn it, Mummie!" Bobbie stamped his foot. "You can't air my dirty laundry in front of my chauffer, whatever else you do!" Bobbie kicked an end table and Mummie's 1883 Egyptian vase fell off of it, and broke on the floor.
At the same time Bobbie stopped, paralyzed. Ohh God. "Bobbie! Can't you control yourself better than that?" Mummie asked. "To think I was going to let you brush and comb my hair after Uncle Ned left...and I might even have allowed you to kiss my full breasts tonight...you've been trying to be such a good boy that I might've let you suck on my candies..but not now! Forget it!" Bobbie hung his head.
As Bobbie stared at Mummie, she rubbed her full breasts and smiled demurely at him. "You poor thing, you'll never get to touch my honeys now...you just don't know how to act, smashing up my crockery, you know that?"
Uncle Ned looked at Bobbie sharply. "You've upset your mother, young man...you need some correction, that's for sure!" Uncle Ned looked at Mummie and she nodded sadly, and he stood up and began removing his belt.
At first, Bobbie looked at Uncle Ned officiously. "Ned, put your belt back on, this farce has gone far enough. I appreciate your relationship with my mother, but it doesn't give you license to..." Mummie chortled, and waved her hand to Uncle Ned. "You see what an impertinent boy my Bobbie is? You should give him a few extra licks for that, darling Neddie."
Bobbie noted that Uncle Ned now had the belt looped in his right hand, and began pleading. "P-please, don't make Uncle Ned h-hit me...Mummie, he's the chauffer...I can't bear being punished by him." Bobbie backed up as Uncle Ned advanced on him. Mummie shook her head.
"What a bad boy. Ned, I can't bear to see you do this. Why don't you take Bobbie into the other room, and take down his bloomers, and do him proud...and bring him back, darling. See if you can enforce some sort of obedience."
About midnight on the same evening, Robertson Russell limped out of his mother's house, with Ned Crawford, his faithful chauffer, behind him. "Mister Russell, sir, it was so nice seeing your mama again..." Ned smiled. "I hope I didn't lay it on too hard with the belt."
Robertson Russell looked bitterly at his chauffer "Goddamnit Crawford, shut your mouth and drive me home!"
"Sir, you know I am still wearing my belt" Crawford's white teeth gleamed in the night. "I might want to use it again...care to re-phrase your question?"
Burning with blushes, Robertson Russell murmured. "Uncle Neddie...please take me home now...if you want, I'll suck your wee-wee in the front seat, Sir."
The chauffer laughed. "Thass mo' like it!"
MUMMIE'S CHAUFFER
Robertson
Russell's cell phone rang as he was haranging Ned Crawford his chauffer from
the back seat. "I want this car polished more, Crawford!" Robertson
lectured. "You're not working hard enough,
man."
Ned Crawford
nodded his broad black face, trying to hide a grin, as Russell continued his
screed.
"You
aren't supposed to just sit around in the corporate parking garage waiting for
me to call you to go somewhere. What a lazy Negro you are! It seems as if
ever since you've developed this odd relationship with my mother, you're lazier
these days."
" I'm the one in charge,Crawford. My father
left the company, the money the car to ME." The chauffer nodded his head.
"Yessir, Mr. Russell...Ain't that your phone?" Crawford said
innocently.
Robertson Russell answered the
phone. "Robertson Russell here...oh, hello, Mummie.
I'm coming home now, we're pulling in. Crawford? But I thought it would be just
us tonight, I was going to send him home for the weekend...Yes, ma'am. I'll
tell him. Goodbye, Mummie."
Russell
harrumphed loudly as he shut off the cell. "Crawford, my mother wants you
to join us for the evening, as I'm sure you knew. So we'll go in."
Crawford looked
behind him, scratching his Afro as he turned off the key. "Actually, Mr.
Russell, you're to change into your other clothes, there's a package at your
feet. I'll go in now, and you're to come in in about half an hour in your
little suit." As Crawford said "little suit" he enunciated it
with an effeminite sneer.
Russell remained
silent as the black chauffer shut the car door and went into the Russell
mansion, whistling. Russell pulled the package from the back seat, and pulled
out his hated sailor suit.Slowly he began removing his business clothes, and a
tear rolled down his cheek slowly.
Robertson felt around in the
bag for the horrible outfit, the one with the knickerbockers and the tie,
but what came out of the bag was an even more peculiar outfit, attached to
which was a note.
?Dear Bobbie?you
complain so much about your sailor suit, that I have decided that you don?t
have the maturity for such a manly little suit, so I had Ned purchase you an
outfit? for even younger boys the Buster
Brown suit.
You have been
behaving like a toddler, so you are going to wear a tunic?it?s a nice smock
which little boys were allowed to wear just before they were old enough to wear
breeches?in other words, it?s like a little dress with pantaloons. I hope you
enjoy it! Your sister Danielle picked it out for you in
Oh, Danielle such
a wicked baby sister!...Bobbie was so glad that she'd
moved out of the house when she had. It had been so humiliating,
the way Mummie had so favored his younger sister. When Bobbie had been twelve
and Danielle only nine, Mummie had insisted that Bobbie be put to bed first, at
seven-thirty, right after his warm milk, while she and Danni would sit up late
and watch all the fun situation comedies.
And Danni would
be dispatched to make sure Bobbie was in his
jammies at seven-fifteen, while the other children were still playing in the
street. "Hurry up and get your pajamas on Bobbie, I want to get
back out to play Kick the
But later, in
high school and college (which Mummie had insisted Bobbie attend as a commuter,
from home) Danielle became even more of a dominating influence in his life.
Whenever Bobbie had gotten upset with Mummie for not allowing him to go to a
party or watch an R rated movie, Mummie would quell his tantrum by ordering
Bobbie to strip and wear diapers.
She'd lock
all the bathroom doors and Bobbie would be forced to spend anywhere
from three days to two weeks in nappies, and his baby sister would be allowed
to change his diapers and give him hot baths and enemas.
"But it's
not fair, man!" Bobbie would kick his legs as Danielle leaned over him,
her pink tube top bouncing. His little sister had had such a hot body, but
Bobbie'd never seen her naked, but she saw him in the buff
lots of times. "Shut your face, Bobbie!" Danielle would say.
"Or I'll tie a pink ribbon to your wee- wee before re-diapering you."
Oh, Bobbie could
remember how Danielle's elegant little white
hands with the long purple nails looked, rubbing baby oil around his
shaved cock and balls. If Bobbie got excited, Danielle would often pour boiling
water on his Bad Thing, as Mummie called it, to calm him down.
Once, when Bobbie
had rebelled against infantilization, Danielle and her best friend Paige had
tied Bobbie to Mummie's big poster bed and had taken turns thrashing Bobbie's
bare rump with willow switches that they'd cut from the tree in the back yard
and soaked in the bathtub. Bobbie had screamed and cried in frustration
and agony--at the time he was twenty-one and they were eighteen...
Then Paige had
forced poor Bobbie to stand in the corner with his pants down while Danielle
called their friends over for a sorority frat party...oh the agony! Bobbie had
that one thing to cheer him up...Danielle wasn't living here anymore...Mummie
and Ned would be enough. But why, oh why had Danielle purchased this
humiliating outfit?
Robertson nearly
cried as he stared at the frilly collar, the pink and blue velvet jacket, and
the baggy Raggedy-Ann underwear. To replace his wing-tips, Mummie had included
lace up shoes and stockings. Robertson sighed, and began dressing.
Half an hour
later, Bobbie climbed out of the big car and trotted into the house like a good
boy, entering Mummie's parlor quietly in his sailor suit and Mary Jane buckle
shoes.
Oh...there was
his beloved Mummie, her pretty, long hair askew, leaning into the arms of that
bad black man, Evil Uncle Ned. She'd taken down
her strict bun without him.
Normally, Mummie
wore her beautiful hair in a bun all week long, tied up tight, and only on
Friday nights did she take it down, and allow Bobbie to brush it, as long as he
was a good boy, and didn't let his Bad Thing get too excited.
Mummie NEVER let
anyone but Bobbie take down her hair, but here it was all over her shoulders,
and that evil nigger, Uncle Ned was running his
fingers casually through Mummie's long pretty locks, and rubbing his fingers on
Mummie's bosom, encased as it was in her pretty gold lame dress.
Mummie didn't
seem to see Bobbie as she breathed into Uncle Ned's face. "How nice it was
for you to take down my hair for me,honey! Do you like
stroking it...it sure feels good!"
Bobbie was
enraged, but what could he do? He didn't want to disturb Mummie and Uncle
Ned...the last Friday night that Uncle Ned had stayed over, Bobbie had thrown a
bit of a tantrum, and Mummie had tied Bobbie down and run steel needles through
Bobbie's nipples while Uncle Ned had pushed a series of larger and larger steel
balls into Bobbie's rectum, and then enema'd them out as Bobbie'd squealed for
hours!
Now Bobbie
watched Mummie sigh deeply, and kiss Uncle Ned's moustache.
Although Bobbie
was a big grown up boy, well past twenty-one, Mummie wouldn't let Bobbie grow
any facial hair, and didn't shave him either--just took poor Bobbie to the
depilatron center where all his bodily hair, including his crotch, Bad Thing
and legs was removed...
This way Mummie
could not only have Bobbie clean shaven, but once in a while, they'd play
dress-up and Mummie'd take Bobbie shopping, both ladies in miniskirts that
showed off their smooth legs! How Bobbie hated those outings, but Mummie was
sure that he really had a need to be in touch with his feminine side.
But now, Bobbie
pouted as he watched his Mummie kissing hairy uncle Ned. Oh, and watch Uncle
Ned running his fingers in Mummie's cleavage!
"Mummie"Bobbie
said loudly as his hands clenched into fists, which looked a bit ridiculous in
his sailor tunic, " Mummie turned from Uncle Ned
and smiled at Bobbie.
Bobbie bit his lip
and stared into her eyes. "You-you said tonight I could brush your
hair--that it would just be us!" Bobbie blushed hotly. It was Bobbie's privilege for Friday nights, and he
might lose it...now that Uncle Ned was here.
Mummie looked up
at Bobbie, her head resting on Uncle Ned's shoulder. "Dear, dear
Bobbie...how cute you look in your tunic and bloomers! Doesn't he, Ned?"
Uncle Ned grinned at Bobbie, who stomped his foot and stared down at his
high-laced patent leather Mary Janes.
This was a stark
contrast with Uncle Ned's black jeans and combat boots...Bobbie felt like such
a sissy, though it was better than the time Mummie had him parading about in a
sleeper pajama with a buttoned up flap in the back!
After a
long week of driving Master Bobbie about and listening to his chatter, Uncle
Ned was happy to see Bobbie subdued in his tunic.
But he said
nothing, he just took Mummie's face in his
rough-hewn hands and gave her a deep tongue kiss. Uncle Ned took his left and
and toyed with Mummie's full, milky breast, rubbing it in and out of the dress.
"Look at
him, Ned" Mummie motioned towards the scowling Bobbie. "Pouting,
sulking. Here the boy is lu cky to have a Mummie who loves him, who knocks
herself out to provide a wonderful clean and comfortable house."
Bobbie's
mouth dropped open. Here he came home every night and did the home
chores--Monday nights was dusting and vacuuming the house,,
Tuesdays, scrubbing the five bathrooms and kitchen.
Mummie went
over each toilet bowl with a mirror, just to make sure her little darling
wasn't slacking off, of course. and carried her strap
with her to each room.
Wednesdays Bobbie
had to scrub the walls and baseboards--and did Mummie check those over
carefully!
Last week there
had been a slight mark or smudge on one baseboard and oh, there had been hell
to pay. Mummie had caned Bobbie's bare buttocks in front of his friends from
the Camera Club. Mummie had moved on to a short
horsewhip and raised some vicious welts and marks on Bobbie's naked cheeks, oh
so harsh.
At the end of
Mummie's loving correction, Bobbie had been blubbering and weeping in front of
his sniggering- so-called friends.. "But those
men didn't really care for you dear" Mummie had comforted poor Bobbie
later, as she'd tended to his gluteal wounds. "Real friends would have
appreciated Mummie's efforts to teach you responsibility..to
make her boy more manly, yessir."
"Why don't
you avoid those bad boys from the Camera Club, and your Stamp-Collector's
Society too-- I took the liberty of resigning for you over the phone...you can
spend more time with your beloved Mummie" she'd said as she'd rubbed
Bobbie's viciously welted buttocks with soothing liniment, God bless her.
"Though you
certainly do cry rather easily, sweetheart...it's babyish, really."
Thursdays
Mummie's after-work cleaning schedule for poor Bobbie had focused on cleaning
the windows. particularly her big picture window in
the living room.
To make sure
Bobbie didn't lollygag at this duty, and that he'd clean it as soon as
possible, Mummie had him wear a rather humiliating costume. She'd forced Bobbie
to wear the Merry Widow negligee that she'd worn on the wedding night to
Bobbie's daddy, now long dead.
"I
know you hate wearing that when you're cleaning the windows darling".
She'd once
told Bobbie "But it helps you avoid dawdling at the task...the faster you
get it done, the sooner you can get your little nightgowl clad body out of the
picture window, darling.
I know you
blushed terribly last week when those visiting Mormon girls on the street were
laughing through the window at you.
A big
grown-up man who has to wear ridiculous nighties because he can't be trusted to
clean the picture window quickly otherwise."
But of course
Bobbie always had to do a very thorough job there also, because Mummie, if she
found even one little smidgen of dust on the picture window after he'd cleaned,
quickly or otherwise, would be quite wrathful.
Bobbie recalled
once in his senior year of high school, when he'd been forced to clean the
window wearing a bra and panty set covered with lovely bright red hearts.
He'd cleaned oh
so quickly because his teammates on the varsity football squad and their
friends had been laughing over the fence at him...
Mummie had found
a speck of dust and had taken poor Bobbie out into the yard and forced him to
pull down his panties, covered with hearts, and take a nasty lashing with a
thorny branch from her prize rose bush!
"Oh, oh
Mummie..." Bobbie had screamed, bending over the fence, his panties around
his knees. WHACK LASH SWACK! Mummie's thorny stick had slashed vicious red
streaks up and down his pale buttocks and how painful it'd been!
How the
pretty girls had laughed with their boyfriends watching the star quarterback of
James Buchanan High getting lashed like a three year old in hearts lingerie!
"You are such a pathetic geek, Bobbie!" Pam Collins, captain of the
cheerleading squad had laughed at the poor boy as he rolled around on the
ground in the front yard!
And to think he'd
gotten so close to asking Pamela out...it had been difficult because Mummie's
bedtime for Bobbie, even at age nineteen was seven-thirty.
Perhaps he
might've taken Pamela to an afternoon movie though...but not now...not ever!
What kind of a girl can respect a grown man who lets his mother take down his
undies and whip his buttocks in the front yard?
And how the
guys had razzed him about it the
next day in the locker room! A couple of
them had actually turned Bobbie over one of the benches and corn-holed him
because all he was was a pathetic sissy!
But of course
Bobbie knew that Mummie only did these disciplines for Bobbie's own good, and
he was trying to learn to be more grateful for it.
On the weekends
Bobbie had been forced to work in the yard wearing a ballerina tutu, with
Mummie giving him nasty punishments for every missed weed
or leaf!
So now Bobbie was
disbelieving when he heard Mummie telling Uncle Ned that she was responsible
for keeping Bobbie in such a lovely and comfortable clean house!
Bobbie tried to
reason with his Mummie. He knew that pointing out that she
didn't clean wouldn't help...he had to reason on her good side. "But M-Mummie." Bobbie said patiently, even as he
felt his lower lip trembling,
"This is our
night...I-I thought we--I would brush your hair and
then we would have cuddly num-nums..." He smiled, thinking of the rare
occasions when Mummie would take her Bobbie to her bosom and let him kiss and
huddle up in there...what fun that was!
"Darling, as
you can see, I have company tonight." Mummie said, smiling at Bobbie.
"Why don't you amuse yourself some other way...go play with your paper dolls."
At this,
Uncle Ned burst into laughter, and Bobbie's face burned.
How could Mummie
tell Uncle Ned his secret? Bobbie didn't need the world to know that he liked
to relax and enjoy his Rita Hayworth and Esther Williams cut-out doll toys.
Mummie, despite
everything else, had always kept Bobbie's secret.
"Goddamn it, Mummie!" Bobbie
stamped his foot. "You can't air my dirty laundry in front of my chauffer,
whatever else you do!" Bobbie kicked an end table and Mummie's 1883
Egyptian vase fell off of it, and broke on the floor.
At the same time Bobbie stopped,
paralyzed. Ohh God. "Bobbie! Can't you control yourself better than that?"
Mummie asked. "To think I was going to let you brush and comb my hair
after Uncle Ned left...and I might even have allowed you to kiss my full
breasts tonight...you've been trying to be such a good boy that I might've let
you suck on my candies..but not now! Forget
it!" Bobbie hung his head.
As Bobbie stared at Mummie, she rubbed
her full breasts and smiled demurely at him. "You poor thing, you'll never
get to touch my honeys now...you just don't know how to act, smashing up my
crockery, you know that?"
Uncle Ned looked at Bobbie sharply.
"You've upset your mother, young man...you need some correction, that's
for sure!" Uncle Ned looked at Mummie and she nodded sadly, and he stood
up and began removing his belt.
At first, Bobbie looked at Uncle Ned
officiously. "Ned, put your belt back on, this farce has gone far enough.
I appreciate your relationship with my mother, but it doesn't give you license
to..." Mummie chortled, and waved her hand to Uncle Ned. "You see
what an impertinent boy my Bobbie is? You should give him a few extra licks for
that, darling Neddie."
Bobbie noted that Uncle Ned now had the
belt looped in his right hand, and began pleading. "P-please, don't make
Uncle Ned h-hit me...Mummie, he's the chauffer...I can't bear being punished by
him." Bobbie backed up as Uncle Ned advanced on him. Mummie shook her
head.
"What a bad boy. Ned, I can't bear
to see you do this. Why don't you take Bobbie into the other room, and take
down his bloomers, and do him proud...and bring him back, darling. See if you
can enforce some sort of obedience."
About
Robertson Russell looked bitterly at
his chauffer "Goddamnit Crawford, shut your mouth and drive me home!"
"Sir, you know I am still wearing
my belt" Crawford's white teeth gleamed in the night. "I might want
to use it again...care to re-phrase your question?"
Burning with blushes, Robertson Russell
murmured. "Uncle Neddie...please take me home now...if you want, I'll suck
your wee-wee in the front seat, Sir."
The chauffer laughed. "Thass mo'
like it!"
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Hello mera nam vineet hai aor mai kota ka rahne vala hu. Iss per sex stories pad ker maine soach kyo na mai bhi abni mummy ke sath ghtna gahti vo batu. Meri mummy ka nam usha saxena hai. Vo ek ghare lu aurat hai unka figure 34-37-40 hai mummy moti hai. Per unka face bhut sundar hai. Hamre ghar mai sirf teen hi log rahte hai mai mummy and papa. Papa job kerte hai aor mai school jata hu. Ab mai apni story per aata hu. Humara gaher bada hai to ghar mai 2 room khali pade hue the. To papa ne soacha...
Hello all. Mai rahul 1 new story le k apke samne haazir hu. Agr aplog meri purani stories pdhna chahte hai to “Mummy ki palangtod chudaiyaan” aur “Mummy ki taxifod chudai” aur “Mummy ki jungletod chudai” aur “Shivani bhabhi ki thelathok chudai” aur “Mummy ki mamafod chudai” aur ekdm recently published “Mummy ki chudai”bsearch kijiye aur stories ka maza le. Waise to mummy ki bahut sari stories hai jo dhire dhire aplog ko mai sunate rahunga Aplg story pdhne k bd mjhe apna feedback jrure...
Hi friends this is vicky.Maine aapko pichli story mummy ne gair mard se chudwaya me bataya ki kaise holi pe hum gaon gaye the aur mere gaon ke chaha ne meri mummy ki chudai ki aur bad me meri mummy ne vaha aur bhi mardo se apni chut aur gand marwayi.Jo reader meri story padh chuke hai vo meri mummy ke bare me jante aur jo nahi jante unko mai thoda sa bata deta hu unke bare me fir story pe aata hu.Meri mummy ka naam varsha singh hai vo dekhne me bahut sunder hai. Ab mai aapko batane jaa raha hu...
Hi friends, aaj main apni mummy ki chudai ki ek aur kahani le kar aaya hu. Aap sabne meri pichhli kahaniyon ko padha aur dher saare mails kiye, uske liye thanks. Aap sab jante hain ki meri mummy ek chuddakar lady hai aur unke kai mardo ke saath shaaririk sambandh ban chuke hain. Aap sab ne meri pichhali kahaniyon mein padha ki kaise meri mummy ko unhi ke devar Sibu chacha ne gaon mein choda. Uske baad woh meri mummy ko barabar chodate the. Yahi nahi, unhone gaon ke hi do mardo se meri mummy ko...
Hi dosto mera naam Girish hai aur mai Mumbai ka rehne wala hu agar aapko meri kahani pasand aye to muze mail jaroor kijiyega mera E mail ID hai aap ke mail ka muze intzar rahega. Meri umar 21 saal hai aur Kahani abhi do mahine pahle ki hai. Ye kahani meri mummy aur behan ki hai. Meri mummy 45 saal ki hai. Unka naam sangita hai. WO dikhne me jyada sunder nahi par fig me achhi hai. Boobs bade bade hai aur patli kamar hai. Wo hamesha saari pahan ti hai. Ghar mai bhi saari hi pahanti hai. Mere...
Meri mummy ka naam Monika hai. Mai apni mummy ke sath akela rehta hoon. Mere papa Bangalore mein job karte hai aur 2 mahine baad ghar ate hai. Meri mummy bahut hi sexy hai.Mummy ke chutad bahut bade aur piche ko ubare hue hai aur boobs bhi bahut bade aur firm hai.Mummy ki figure bahut sexy hai (38 boobs-28 kamar-40 chutad) aur color bahut fair hai.Mummy hamari colony ki sabse hottest milf hai aur sab mummy ki lene ki firak mein rehte hai. Papa ke bahar hone ke kaaran mummy ki sexual needs bhi...
Mera dost meri mummy ko leke ander jaa chuka tha. Usne dhire se meri mummy ko diwal se chipka ke khada kar diya aur lip kiss karne laga. Meri mummy ab puri tarike se uska samarthan de rahi thi. Maine dekha mummy ko chumte hue. Mere dost ne apna hath meri mummy ke chutado pe rakh diya aur sahlane laga. Kurti ke upar se woh mummy ke chutado ko sahla raha tha aur unhe chum raha raha. Achanak se mere dost ne meri mummy ki kurti upar kard. Unke safed salwar se kali panty jhalakne lagi. Mere dost ne...
Hi dosto mera naam nitin hai. Mene internet pe bohat sari sex story padhi hai. Aaj me apko ek kahani bata raha hoon jo ki mere khud ke saath hooyi hai. Ye baat 2007 ki hai jab me 12th mai tha aur meri collage ke din the. Papa kaam pe jate the aur badi behan ki shadi ho gayi thi aur wo apne sasural me rahti thi. Isliye mummy aur me ghar pe akele hi rahate the. Ghar me aur mere dost roj dopahar padhai karne mere ghar ate the. Dopahar mummy apne kamare me soti thi. Aur hum sab mere kamare me...
Hello aaj main aap sabko apne life ki ek sachi ghatna batata hun jo maine kabhi bhi nahi socha tha. Ye kahani meri mummy, Rashmi ke upar hai. Is kahani ko batate hue mujhe sharmindgi ho rahi hai. Lekin ye mere life ki sachai hai. Mere family mein 3 log hai, main, meri mummy aur mere papa. Mere papa Dubai mein kam karte hai aur yaha bohut kam aate hai. Sal mein ek bar ya 2 sal mein. Sachai ye hai ki humlogo ke karcha ke liye bhi bohut kam paise bejhte hai. Main aur meri mummy ek ghar mein rent...
Hello dosto mera name rahul hai, mai iss ka bhut pasnd kerta hu kitni erotic stories aati hai isme. Pad ker maja aajata hai aor lund ko aaram. Aaj mai aapko apni mummy ki story sunuga jisne mere ek dost ki icha poori kerdi. Hum teen dost hai and hum teeno ki age 18 sal hai, aor teeno hi ISS ki stories padte hai, aur humri favourate category incest hai jisme mummy-son and son’s frnd and mom ki stories aati hai. On stories ko pad ker hume bhi chodnae ki kafi icha hone lagi, hum teeno hi kisi...
IncestHi friend mera naam rehan hai phir ek nayi story ke sath me abh college me hu mere ghr me papa mummy chota bhai or me hai ye story meri mummy ke bbaare me unka archana Hai unka figure 36 28 36 hai bhot hi sexy hai me ek modern family se hu meri mummy teacher hai or tutions bhi padhati hai vo weekly jim jaati hai papa service karte hai Ye story meri mummy or mere friend ajay ke baare me hai vo hamare ghr ke pass hi rehta hai vo bhot ladki baaj hai mene kahi baar dekha hai ki vo reeh chalti...
Mummy takes Control by Stuart Rogers "I use a lock that has no key, bind you with chains.. that no one else can see." "I'll pull your arms tight behind your back, use my self as weight, ... and wonder while you fade." The Great Escape - Moby It was a Saturday morning and I was shopping in a supermarket about 40 miles from my home. I had selected, as nonchalantly as possible, several items from...
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Us din ke baad mummy kuch sambhal gayi thi aur 2-3 din to unhone massage bhi nahi karwayi. Lekin phir massage karwane ke liye teyar ho gayi par Meena ko aage se sawdhan rehane ke liye keh diya. Is tarah karib 2 mahine beet gaye the. Papa abhi bhi workload ke karan ghar bahut kam rehate the aur mummy ke sath time spend karna jaise bhool hi gaye the. Mummy bhi ghar baithe baithe bore ho rahi thi. Es liye unhone mujhe koi teacher ki job ke bare mein pta karne ke liye kaha. Jis area mein hum rehate...
Hello friends..Apka friend rahul fir se new story le k hazir hu…Thanx k aplogo ko meri story ‘mummy ki palangtod chudaiyan’ achi lagi..Aplogo k feedback se mai mummy ki new story jo ki also real hai aplogo k liye le k aaya hu.. Jo ni jante mai introduce krwa deta hu aologo ko meri mom se…Unka name hai soma..Unki age 43yrs hai..Wo school teacher hai…Unki figure 34d-30-36 hai..Unhone yoga and walking se apni body ko maintain rakha hai,unki height 5ft 7inch hai..Face cut simple hai pr hai wo puri...
Hi, doston, mera naam Sanjeev he aur meri umar 22 saal ki he. Aaj jo me sex story likh raha hu thodi purani he. Socha aap logo ke sath share karu. Muze thodi si zizak bhi ho rahi he koyki ye kahani meri maa ke baare me he. Ji ha aaj me apni maa ki chudai batane wala hu. Mere parivaar me hum 4 log he me,maa, papa, aur meri bahan. Papa sales officer he to unka tour laga rahta he. Ghar pe hum teeno hi rahte he. Ye kahani aaj se 6 saal purani he jab me 12th me tha. Ab me kaani pe aata hu. Meri mom...
Hello friends …. Mera naam rencho h or main delhi se hu or aaj jo story me aapko sunane jaa rha hu bilkul sach h. Jo ki aaj se 2years pehle hui ek ghatna h jisne meri or meri mom ki life hi change kar di …. !!! To main aapka jyada samay na lete hue sidha story per aata hu. Dosto mera naam rencho h or main Delhi me rehta hu. Meri age is waqt 22years h. Main ek well maintained gym toned and good healthy or handsome boy hu. Mere lund ka size 9 inches lamba or 2.5inch mota h or mujhe esa lagta h ki...
Hi friends mera naam rehan hai me 20 saal ka hu or ye story meri mummy ke baare me hai ki kasie unhone chalti train me sex kiya strangers ke sath. Ek baar me mere papa or mummy delhi se lucknow jaa rhe the hamara ac coach tha jisme 4 birth hoti hai ek cabin me or har cabin ka personal gate hota hai. Me uss time 18 saal ka tha or mummy 37 ki vo hamesha suit pehenti hai vo jim bhi jaati hai humari kaafi moderm family hai uss din unhone white colour ka suit pehena tha unka figure 36 28 36 hai vo...
Meri mummy ek urdu teacher hain jo apna jyadatr time school ya ghar ke kaamo mein bitati hain agar unke shareer ki baat karein toh unka koi jabaab nai angoor jaise raseele lips,tight 36 ke boobs aur gand toh aise jaise sange marmar se tarashi gai ho. Mummy ko shadi wagairah mein jaane ka bahut shauk tha aur humare rishtedaron ki shadi mein woh ji jyadatr kaam manage krti thi. Baat un dino ki hai jb mummy ko apni bhatiji ki shadi mein bilaspur jaana pada kyunki papa bhi jyadatr bahar rahte the...
Hello friends, Me Rahul odisha se hoon. mera ghar odisha ke ek small town me hai. papa teacher hai aur mummy house wife. ghar mein me aur mera bhai reheta hai jo ki mujh se 2 saal choti hai. mera age 26 hai. mummy dikhne me mano swarga ki apsari lagti hai. chehera pura attarctive hai gori hai aur gol muh hai. aur fig to aisa hai ki koi budha bhi lund uthake chod ne chala aayega. 36D-30-40, gaand itna bada hai ki mere colony ka saare lund ek saath ghus jaye ga. hamari colony me sab mard mere...
Hi friends.. Its your Mr. Pleasure here again back a superb Hot Story of my friend & his mother. As you know that I am a male 23 & email is . You are always welcome to share your fantacies & feelings . Now the story begins in his wordings : Baat un dino ki ha jab me 7 saal ki thia. Hum jaipur (Rajasthan) me rahta hia. Papa soft ware engineer hia aur aksar kaam se ghar se bhar rahta hia.Meri mummy bhout khoob surat hia un ki umr 30 saal hia gori rang gadria hua badan bada bada boobs aur mota...
By:Kumar.Veenet Hi ISS reader main Veenet apko ek ghatna batane jaa jaa raha hoon jo mere ghar main meri ankho ke samne meri mummy ki sath hui hai ye ek ghinoni ghatna hai jo mere ek uncle nai meri mummy ko chod ke ki hai isme meri mummy aur uncle dono he Shamil the ye ghatna uss samaya ki hai jab mere papa out of station gaye the.mere ek uncle hai jo hamare he shehar main rehte hai unka naan raaj hai vo aksar hamare ghar aate rehte hai papa ke acche dost hai maine kai Bar notice kia hai ki...
Hi this is Rahul Saxena again. I hope all of you have read my first story jisme maine batya ki kese mere dost Shreyans ne meri mummy ko jabardasti choda aur kese meri mummy ne Shreyans ko pyaar kerne lag gayi. Ab is story mai mai aapko aage ki bat batuga ki kese meri mummy ko Shreyans se chudtae dekha. Itni story sunane ke bad Shreyans ne kha ki “mai janta hu ki yeh sun ker tujhe bura laga hoga per mai kya krta mai teri mummy ko kisi bhi tarh pana chata tha , apne aap per mai control nahi ker...
Hi indian sex stories dot net dosto main prateek. Main 20 years ka hu or kolkata main rahta hu…Main iss ka bahut bara fan hu. Ye mera life ka real story hain isliye main ye incident yaha share kar raha hu…Time waste naa karte huwe main apna real incedent ap logo ko bata ta hu. Hamlogo Ka ghar main hamlog teen admi hain main mere papa pawan and mere mummy priyanka. Mere papa ek business man hain isliye o har time bahar hi rahte hain. Mere mummy ek bahut hi sexy mahila hain unka age 35years hain...
Mere daddy ko jua khelne ki gandi aadat hai. Wo aksar hi apne doston ke saath ghar pe jua khelte hai aur daaru peete hai. Ek din roj ki tarah papa ghar pe apne 3 doston ke saath jua khel rahe the. Meri mummy ka naam Nisha hai. Mummy sabko ice aur whiskey serve kar rhi thi. Mummy ne deep gale waala suit pena hue tha jisme se sab aar-paar dikh rha tha aur mummy ke mumme aur black bra dikhai de rhe thi. Mummy ka figure 36-29-40 . Unki tight salwar mein unke mote chutad aur black panty dikai de rhe...
Hi dosto mera naam Atul hai. Meri umer 20 saal hai ye kahani abhi do mahine pahle ki hai. Ye kahani meri, mere mummy aur behan hai. Meri mummy 42 saal ki hai. Unka naam sangita hai. Wo dikhne me jyada sunder nahi par fig mai achhi hai. Boobs bade bade hai aur patli kamar hai. Wo hamesha saari pahan ti hai. Ghar mai bhi saari hi pahanti hai. Mere papa ka gov. servent hai aur ek behan hai jo mujhse badi hai. Wo dikhne bohat sunder hai aur fig. bhi achha hai. Ye do mahine pahle ki baat hai. Us...
Abhishek ne meri mummy kaha, “Waise ek bat kahu? Naveen ke dad bohut lucky hai.” Mummy ne usse pucha kaise. Mere dost ne reply diya”Itni hot wife jo hai unke pass mein.” Ye hot shabd meri mummy ke liye aaj Abhishek ne dusri bar kaha kiya tha. Ek bar usne mere samne bola tha lekin aaj toh isne ye bat meri mummy ke samne hi bol diya. Mummy use lagatar dekh rahi thi. Unhone kaha, “Main tumhe hot lagti hu?” Abhishek ne kaha, “Kyu nahi, ho aap hot.” Mummy ne kaha, “Moti ho gayi hu main.” Abhishek ne...
Hi friend’s Manoj apni agli kahani aapke saamne pesh kar rha hu mera nam Manoj hai or mai B.Com ka student hu, meri age abhi 18 year hai or mai mumbai mai rahta hon ye kahani hai meri mummy ki chudai ki unka naam ankita hai wo bahut beautiful lady hai unki age abhi bas 38 year hai unka figure bahut madak hai unke bade bade boobs blouse mai mushkil se samate hai unki gand badi hai jab wo chalti hai tho sabi mardo Ki nazar unki gand pe hi hoti hai mummy ko dekh ke kisi namard ka bi lund khada ho...
Ye un dino ki baat ha jab meri age 10 saal ki thi aur muumy ki age 30 saal thi. Mummy ki jawani pure joro par thi. Jab wo nighty me ghar me kaam karti to unki badi2 chuchiya unki nighty se bahar aane ko betab rahti thi..aur unke chutad bhi bahut bhari the . Mere papa ke dost jab ghar par aate the to wo bhi mummy ke chutdo ko ghurte rahte the. Un dino meri summer vacation thi aur papa office tour par gaye hue the. Us subah naresh chacha hamse milane ghar par aaye unhe dekh kar mummy bahut khush...
Hi sabhi ISS readers, ko mera pyar bhara namaskar. Mai vishal aap sab logo ke liye apni ek real chudai story lekar aaya hun. Life me kuch bate aisi hoti hai jise hum dusre ko share nhi kr pate. Lakin iss ke jariye mai aap logo ko apni life ki sachi kahani batana chahta hun. Meri family me mere ,,, papa(surendra dubey.Age56). Mummy(urmila sure ndra dubey. Age48). Bhaiya(rahul dubey.Age 27). Bhabi(suman rahul dubey.Age 25) Sister(komal age 24). Mai (vishal dubey. Age 21) Meri didi apne sasural...
Hello everyone. Meri story ke pehle 2 parts mein aapne padha ki kaise paiso ki kami ke kaaran Vivek ki mummy ne apne aap ko uske dost Karan ko bechkar uski padhai shuru karwai. Ab aage Vivek ki hi jubani. Mera shahar se bahar highway per ek reputated college mein admission ho gaya tha. Ghar se thoda dur hone ke wajah se maine hostel mein hi rehna shuru kar diya. Isse Karan ko kaafi aasani ho gayi thi. Woh jab chahta tha apni hawas mitane ghar aata aur mummy ko chodta. Mummy ne bhi shayad puri...
Aap sabhi ka bohut dhanyawaad jo aplog meri kahani ko padh rahe hai. Kahani ko leke aapki feelings jarur bhejiye. Last part mein humne padha ke. Sourav bhaiya mummy ko ghar drop karte hai. Chaliye kahani continue rakhte hai. Sunday subah 11 baje ka time tha. Abhi 1 week hi hua tha roof ki dhalai hue. Aur is time pani dena important rehta hai. Bhaiya ghar aaye pani sprinkle karne. Unhone socha ke niche kisi ko disturb kya karenge. Isliye garden ki stairs se hote hue Sourav bhaiya upar aagaye....
Hi, mera naam hai rohan singh.I am really new here.Iss ka story main bohut din se padh raha hu.Bohut din se soch raha tha mere life me hua sorty v share karu. Main ek software engineer hu or mumbai me ek mnc me job karta hu.Aj mera first story likh raha hu batana kaisa laga. Kuch saal pahle ki hai jab main college me tha. Ye story meri mummy ki hai jinka umar 40 saal ki hai.Smita singh naam h. Mummy bohut tall hai,fair hai, uska breast aur ass v bohut bada aur khubsurat hai. Mummy ko sab log...
Hello dosto agar aap bhi apni story post karwana chahte ho to mail kare , ye kahani hamare ek reader ki hai to aaiye sunte hai unhi ki jubani. Hi friends mai pune ki rehne vali hu mera naam kalpana hai, mai 12 ki student hu or mai apni mummy ke sath rehti hu. Mere papa ko guzre 4 saal ho chuke he. Ghar me mai mummy or mera bhai hai jo ki hostel me rehta he. Mai study karti hu or ye ek real kahani meri mom ki hai unka naam usha hai. Unki age 39 hai vo ek working lady he or ghar chalane k liye vo...
Hello all..Mai rahul,bahut dino bd new story likha hu..AGR aplog meri purani stories pdhna chahte hai to “Mummy ki taxifod chudai” aur “Mummy ki palangtod chudaiyaan” aur “Mummy ki jungletod chudai” aur “Shivani bhabhi ki thelathok chudai”search kijiye aur stories ka maza le..waise to mummy k bahut sari stories hai Jo dhire dhire aplog ko mai sunate rahunga Ap sbhi story pdhne k bd mjhe apna feedback jrure bhejiye,meri email Id pe – Jo b apko review dena ho whether achi ya buri ya any further...
Hello ISS friends, yeh meri pehli kahani hai jo main aap sab ke samne rakh raha hun. Yeh mere jivan ki sachi ghatna hai jisne mere sare sapne pure kar diye aur aaj main ek khushal jindgi ji raha hoon jo ki sex aur enjoyment se barpur hai. Dosto mera naam deepak chabra hai aur main punjab ludhiana ka rehne wala hoon meri height 6’2” hai rang sanwala aur body muscular hai. Yeh kahani meri aur meri kunwari maa ki hai aap sab hairan hunge ki main kunwari kuin likh raha hun is baat ka jawab aap ko...
Mera name sachin salvi hai main 2nd year Btech main agra main study karta hoo. Mera ghar Mumbai main hai, mere papa software engg. Hai or Singapore main job karte hai mom ka apna ak boutique hai. Papa 6-7 mahino main 2-3 din ke liye aate hai. Mom Mumbai main akele rahti hain or wo bahut frank hai. Meri mom ka figure bahut mast hai boobs 36 waist 30 or hips 38 hai mummy ki height 5 foot 6 inch hai or mom ka weight 55 kg. Hai or mom ki age abhi 37 saal hai. Hum log hostel main ak din ak BF ki CD...
Kariban ye agle week ki bat hai. Ek din mujhe Abhishek ne kaha sham ko drink ke liye. “Maine teri mummy ko mana liya hai. Mast party karenge. Bhai ab toh tujhe pine mein bhi koi dikkat nahi hogi.” Us time toh mujhe yakin nahi hua. Lekin jab main ghar gaya toh mummy ne mujhse kaha, “Aaj Abhishek din mein puch raha tha sath mein drink ke liye. Maine haan bol di hai, thoda sa hi piungi.” Maine dekha ki meri mummy khud drink karna chah rahi thi. Shayad unhe acha laga tha. Maine kuch kaha nahi...
Hi, Dosto, Pahli baar is site ko dekha to accha laga…. aapki stories padhi , kaafi stories bahot acchi hai, but jyadatar fake hai…. kher…enjoy dear friends…. aaj mai aapke sath apna wo experience share kar rha hu.. jo meri life me ek sapne ki tarh tha…. ye meri real story jo mai aapse share kar rha hu….mera naam Arjun Singh hai…. mai ek acchi faimly se belong karta hu…. mere ghar me meri 5 member hai mom & dad , mai or 2 sister, meri ek sister ki shadi ho chuki hai…. ab ghar me kul 4 log rahte...
Hello all.Mai rahul,bahut dino bd new story likha hu.Agr aplog meri purani stories pdhna chahte hai to “Mummy ki taxifod chudai” aur “Mummy ki palangtod chudaiyaan” aur “Mummy ki jungletod chudai” aur “Shivani bhabhi ki thelathok chudai” aur “Mummy ki mamafod chudai”Search kijiye aur stories ka maza le.Waise to mummy k bahut sari stories hai jo dhire dhire aplog ko mai sunate rahunga Ap sbhi story pdhne k bd mjhe apna feedback jrure bhejiye,meri email id pe – Jo b apko review dena ho whether...
Hello friends mera naam pinky h aur main delhi ki rahne wali hu aur main call center me job karti hu. Aaj main apko apni ek aur sacchi kahani batane ja rahi hu kaise papa ne meri mummy ki chudai ki aur main aaj ap sabko ye kahani batane ja rahi hu ye meri sacchi kahani h aur ap sab mujhe mail kariye main apse chat karungi main raat bhar whatsapp par online rahti hu. Meri family me main aur mere mummy papa rahte h. Ek din meri colony me ek party thi aur main aur mere mumy papa bhi mere sath...
Is site ke sabhi log mere is kahani ko jarur padhe. Mai ye kahani apne mom ki chudai ki likh raha hu jise maine apne akho se hote huye dekha tha. Ise padhne ke baad apko utana hi maja ayega jitana mujhe dekh ke aya tha. Iske pahle ki kahani suru karu mai un do logo ka prichaya karadu. Mai ek bis sal ka ek chhote pariwar se bilong karne wala ladaka hu.mere ghar me mere mom aur dad ke alawa aur koyi bhi nahi hai. Mere dad aksar bahar rahate hai. Ye un dino ki kahani hai jab mai apne exam ki...
Dosto me aap logo ko apni mummy ki chacha ke saath kiye gaye chudai ke khel ki 3 story suna chukka hu aur mujse aap logo ne pucha hai ki mane apni mummy ko kab choda to aaj me aap logo ko meri apni mummy ko chodne ki pahli kahani likh raha hu. Papa ka 1 saal ka foreign ka tenure company ne bada kar saal ka kar diya tha aur papa saal me 2baar hi humse milne ke liye aate the. Aur aab to chacha aur mummy khul kar chudai ka maza lete the . Ak baar chacha ne mummy ko khet me kutiya bana kar chodne...
Nilesh sath mein aaya car tak. Nilesh ne Abhishek ko hug kiya aue fir mujhse hath milaya. Meri mummy ko bhi hug kar liya. Mummy ko toh nasha chad gaya tha. Ab hum log car mein baith gaye. Mummy piche ke seat pe baithi thi aur main aur mera dost aage ki seat pe baithe the. Maine dekha gadi chalke abhi 10 minutes hue the ki meri mummy ki aankhe band ho gayi thi. Woh neend mein chali gayi thi. Mere dost ne kaha,”So gayi kya teri mummy? Aaj pahli bar drink ki hai na.” Maine kaha maine kabhi dekha...
Hello ISS readers this is Sunny Singh and I’m here to narrate you incidents of my mom’s sex life. I’m 19 years old pursuing CA final. We live in Ludhiana and there are only two of us in the family me and my mom. My mom is 44 years old, her name is Diljit Kaur she is a divorcee. My parents got separated when I was just 5 years old and since then I live with my mom. Now we don’t have contact with my father or any of my paternal relatives. But yes we still have good relations with my maternal...
Hy friendz i’m sajid (), aik bar phir aap ke khidmat main hazir hun aur wahien sy apni kahani shuru krta hun us din imran k janay k baad sy main ny mummy ko zara sexy nazar sy dekhna shuru kia, laken koi chance hath na laga . Mery pass aik he rasta tha keh main imran k dobara aanay ka intezar kron . Laken yeh abh mumkin nhi tha . Papa wapis aa chukay thay aur abh main raat ko mummy aur imran ke sexy baatain sunta aur muth marta tha, aik din main mummy aur imran ka phone sun rha tha keh mery...
Meri mummy ka naam Savita hai. Unki age 35 saal hai par woh 25 ki lagti hai. Mere papa ek mnc mein kaam karte hai aur zyadatar abroad hi rehte hain. Main aur mummy akele rehte hai aur papa saal mein 2-3 baar hi aate . Ab mai mummy ke baare mein batata hoon. Mummy ka sharir ek dum mass se bhara hua , ganthila sharir hai. Mummy ka figure 38-29-42 hai. Mummy ke chutad bahut bade aur gol hai. Jab bhi woh chalti hai to unke matakte chutad dekh ke sabka lund khda ho jaata hai.Mummy ke boobs ekdum...
Bina deri kiye story pe aate hai. Last part mein humne dekha, maa aur Sourav bhaiya ek dusre ki jismani pyaar mein chudai shuru karne wale the. Mummy ghutno pe baith ke bhaiya ke lund ko masal rahi thi. Ab aage. Fir mummy apni jeebh se, lund ke balls ko ekdum niche se chaatne lagi. Woh lund ke balls ke skin ko khich ke, halke daaton se kaat bhi deti. Jis se bhaiya dard aur uttejana ke saagar mein doob jate. Mummy khade lund ke har 1 inch, ko apne jeebh ke sparsh se geeli kiye ja rahi thi. Woh...
Sabhi ko bohut-bohut dhanyawaad. Jo aplog ko ye series pasand aa rahi hai aur aplogo ne itna acha feedback diya. Sorry, baki ke parts aane mein der ho gayi. Naye readers, aplog is story series ko 1st part se padhiye. Tabhi aapko asli maza milega, aur baki sabhi readers, aap bhi jaldi se 1 quick revise kar lein story ko, tab maza doguna badh jayega. Pichle part mein humne dekha tha. Sourav bhaiya aur mummy ke bich misunderstanding ke kaaran unki badhti nazdeekiyon mein, rok lag gaya tha. Is...
Us din fir main college chala gaya. Meri mummy ghar mein thi. Main sham ko aaya toh din bhar rest leke fresh lag rahi thi. Mummy ne nahake dusre kapde badal liye the. Meri mummy ne salwar suit dala hua tha. Usne marron rang ki kurti aur safed salwar pahni thi. Meri mummy ka salwar bohut hi tight tha aur usmese kali panty saf saf jhalak ke dikh rahi thi. Sham ko mummy ne mujhse kaha chai banati hu tabhi gate pe knock hua. Maine gate khole toh mera dost tha waha pe. Mummy ne use dekha aur kaha,...