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I continued a persistent knock on her door but she would not entertain it.

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‘My god, he’s got a great big powerful cock. God help me.’

Lizzy. Elizabeth. Had a weakness for great big cock. More specifically, the assertive types.

It had led to an ill-conceived marriage to Teddy’s father, in all honesty. Despite his many other obvious failings. He could always talk her out of any complaints or frustrations simply by offering up his big bone hard dick. Which her weak knees knew could and would bang her into a completely thorough submission that set aside any other concerns of hers as momentary and petty.

He’d begun their relationship that way, cornering her in the boys' locker room after cheerleader practice (don’t ask how he got her in there). And fucking the fear out of her despite two of his friends there in close proximity, cheering him on, “Smash them tig bitties, Joey! Ram the boner good up her slippery tickly twat!” They would not get involved beyond sharing such kind words of encouragement, knew better than to mess with Joey’s prey that way.

Inevitably, she’d become pregnant after several other outings with Joey’s unilaterally interested prick and her parents had forced them to marry soon after graduation.

Everything after that was bad, bad, bad and worse, as it would turn out, unsurprisingly, that Joey had very little control over much else besides his own remarkably effective cock. Lizzy had to jump the shark and divorce him, get her baby out of that unhealthy situation, and head off into a far more beneficial and profitable future. She would become the assertive one. And raise a young man who bore very little resemblance to her ex-husband (thanks to her own efforts, perhaps), except for… some growth occurring over the years that might have reminded her - just a smidge - what she’d given up to raise him in a far more mature manner than his deadbeat dad might have.

Yes, Lizzy, Elizabeth, very much missed being banged so gloriously by Teddy’s father’s tremendously persistent cock. Ain’t no question about it.

Would she go into a slumber where getting fucked is concerned? Of course not. There were several attempts to eat another dick like Joey used to feed her. To no avail. The pants would drop and so would her hopes soon after (if not immediately). Nothing could compare.

There are toys that can be had, however. And Lizzie would find herself as dedicated to that as time would allow while maturing her boy into a man. She’d gathered quite a haul of those over the years.

And had Teddy had a look at one or two?

It was true he’d wander about through her drawers from time to time, in the years that kind of curiosity might become substantial. It had honestly first happened cuz his friends kept teasing him about the size of “your mom’s jugs”. And he really hadn’t known how big they are, precisely. He just wanted to check the tag. So he could answer his friends more honestly and leave that whole thing alone. Fair enough, right? Only, once he had a pair of those cups in his hand… it wasn’t quite like checking a tag at Target. ‘She keeps her boobs in these’, he’d recognized.

So maybe that led him in there a few more times. Or lots more than that.

Elizabeth… well, Lizzy, had almost always had those big boobs to deal with. When she tried out for Cheerleader the rest of the squad hadn’t appreciated that much. She wasn’t given the opportunity to learn like the rest of them had, instead, it was all about her boobs bouncing around and how that’s gonna take all the attention away from everyone else. Bitch. That and the whispers taking place every day wherever she might go, the hand done sideways over the mouth and the knowing what they’re diminishing her about. How’s she supposed to hide any of that completely? How can that stop happening?

Until Joey had somehow got her in a corner that afternoon in the locker room. And showed her what a big dick he had. How that was gonna match up real nice with her “oversized titties”. How he was gonna bang her the way her big ol’ boobs were asking for. And once he pushed it in her mouth she agreed. Maybe not quite so much as his friends behind him were so sure of - which bothered her at first, having an audience like that; watching her tits get tugged out and sucked on; being coaxed down on her knees so she could suck it - but everyone’s enthusiasm became a real plus once she felt that fleshy bulb fill her mouth so eloquently. Any other issues of concern just seemed to fade away.

“Suck that dick, bitch! Gobble up all that cawk!!” Bawk, bawk bawk - they barked like a chicken. While the real rooster had his powerful assurance in her mouth. Soon he had her head owned by both ponytails, fucking her face like an open hole she’d never known she had before.

So exciting. No more whispers.

Just owned.

By a nice big fat dickhead with a whole lotta muscle behind it.

When she and he both found out she could swallow it all to the bottom, following a whole lotta effort, spew and goo, dares and demands, watering eyes and all the rest of it. She’d never felt more accomplished.

And he’d said so.

“Wholly shit, you whore - you swallowed it all!!”

For a moment, she wasn’t sure if that were a good thing but he quickly followed his own surprise with the affirmative, “You’re a fucking miracle. Suck my cock some more! I’m gunna CUM!!”

And when he did he buried her face with it.

All of that was new as well. Having hot cum fire out all over her face. Who knew that could feel so appreciative? It wouldn’t seem so from the casual observer maybe but all she could feel was warmth and tangible acknowledgement that she’d caused him to explode so hard he nearly lost his ankles. While he kept on peppering her with righteous approval, “Good God. Oh my God. Good Lord. Oh. Baby.”

It sure read to her like they’d just shared something plenty equal with each other.

So from that moment forward, her confidence grew, in her ability to both absorb and withstand. A few weeks later, he would split her terrified cunt wide open. He wasn’t the first to go in there. There’d been a couple “less articulate” boys get their dicks in there (besides all those many things she’d discovered at home that could satisfy certain itches on certain days she needed to). But the unquestionable fulfillment of that - the absolute certainty she felt in there while he pounded her without opinion for her own well-being - hard to qualify any way other than, it would shatter any and all other concerns for her. Nothing else would matter for a moment besides being banged by his big thick donkey dick.

There couldn’t be any greater relief.

So when Teddy began masturbating more often in the shower (a mother knows about these things; the length of time it takes for a young man to finish in there can’t be anything other than purposeful), soon after her noticing her booby grabbers were being rearranged irresponsibly in her drawer somehow; oddly out of place. She sort of took a liking to that. ‘Good for him,’ she’d thought to herself, ‘Take charge of your growing awareness’.

Only, she’d sort of fallen upon an unintentional connection there. Her own “tig bitties” might be playing a growing part in his natural progression. He wasn’t just nursing from there anymore - that had ended quite a many years before - but “milking” himself about holding them once again, perhaps. Maybe that made her curious. Maybe she’d occasionally think about that from time to time. When playing around. By herself. With her naughty things.

Teddy had seemed kinda preoccupied in those “formative” years, eyes downcast in her presence a lot. Maybe he knew that she knew about the shower thing? Maybe he knew she knew he’d go in the drawer and move her Triple D Cup bras around? Maybe he felt kinda bad about all that but - naturally - just couldn’t help himself? Maybe.

And maybe he felt self-conscious about his size down there? You know, about having a great big cock that’s hard to control? Having gone through that in a similar form (up top) she could certainly relate.

You’ll forgive her for noticing his growth in that area. It became apparent relatively early on. She’d suspected it might, given the engorgement genes he’d received from both parents. You’ll recognize that boys make tents beneath the sheets every morning, regardless of whether they’re sleeping or not. They might nap off in mommy's lap during movie night. They might have loose-fitting pajamas on. Things might go on down there if not plop out unintentionally. No one needs to know.

As long as neither side acknowledges anything, then there’s no harm done, right?

Didn’t quite seem fair to Lizzy that he’d have to go through all that on his own though. They’d never had “the talk” per se. But maybe if she kinda just forgot one day and one of her most favorite fuck toys got left in the drawer with all her other undergarments for him to find - a nice big hard to get it all in there one, with extra-thick tentacles of veins crawled all around it, indicating what urgency is all about - then that might minimize his own concerns about “bad behaviour”. You know, Mommy can handle that sort of thing so by all means, help yourself, have at it.

Right? Seemed sensible enough.

Only, the titty cups stopped being pushed about after that. Maybe that had been a very large mistake instead?

What Elizabeth hadn’t known, was that Teddy had actually taken it upon himself to stop doing that just days before she’d gone ahead with it. Guilt had overcome him, ‘I really maybe shouldn’t be secretly toying with my mother’s tits like that. I’m old enough to know better. No more of that.’

Elongated showers hadn’t discontinued, though. So neither of them was one the wiser. Maybe that had simply been a bridge too far on her part. Wasn’t gonna be ready to know that kind of thing about his mommy. Maybe let’s not talk about that none. Mommy’s got great big titties you can’t help but recognize but we don’t need to acknowledge anything beyond that. Those were her thoughts on the matter going forward. Lock it away from now on.

But then, since he’d gone off to college two years ago… and she was living in an empty nest… all the toys within her now free-of-a-lock trunk wouldn’t satisfy her much. Now she’d been left with a hole in her heart.

‘My boy has gone away and needs me no longer. I’m just not necessary anymore.’

So the hysterical crying now occurring behind her bedroom door was the culmination of far too many things for Teddy to identify nor understand.

Despite how much he wanted to.

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Teddy knew what happened with his father. He knew enough, fucking loser. It’s half the reason he studied his way into college the way he had. Didn’t really need his mother to convince him of the importance of that. She was responsibly reserved in not hammering home that message at his father’s expense. His mother was too much woman to be petty like that. Instead, Teddy would observe her own gains and accomplishments. How very little to never any complaints would surface up from her. Not about others anyway, maybe some about herself.

Diligent and perhaps overtly Meticulous. But never petty.

She’d done rather well in treating him like something of an equal. In some regards, she’d needed to depend on him for that. Working long hours. Necessary enough to feed them well. Teddy understood that. So he carried his end as equally as he could. Studying was important. And stupid mistakes would not be better for anyone.

Socially, he suffered for that some. Couldn’t allow any others to foolishly lead him astray.

The most problematic thing to get in his way would really only be his big ol’ cock if we’re being honest here. Not all that dissimilar from his mother he found himself mocked for it in locker rooms. Or maybe Cindy Lou Who would sit not too far away from him, toss her hair in such a way. Make his donkey dick get hard. He would masturbate every damn morning as diligently as he could but to no avail. No matter how much stupid semen he’d fire off down the drain he‘d still have more dumb boners to deal with within hours.

He’d wondered if some fascination with buxom women had happened because of his mother. How many times had he sported an uncomfortable erection in her presence? Had that happened before or after he started going into her room and rummaging around? He couldn’t be certain. It just seemed like… she had enough where he could tuck it away in there and then everything might become okay.

Which was nonsense of course.

‘If she ever knew what I’ve sometimes been thinking she’d fucking crucify me on a burning cross. As I should be.’

On the other hand… erections don’t just happen on their own. I mean, someone’s gotta be accountable for it. There was a period of years where he could only denounce himself for it quietly. Avoid eye contact with her. Castigate himself later on if he could manage that. Poor schmuck, fondling her bras the way he would - while jacking off his big dumb boner. Why wasn’t she getting mad at him during that period? She appeared to behave more cheery than ever, continually working harder to uplift him; comfort him however possible. If only she knew - ‘would slap me silly’.

Eventually, it would get lots worse and he would actively dream of fucking Mommy’s titties. He started roping off at night about it. Fucking his pillows. Attempting desperately to be quiet about it, ‘I can’t help it. Her incomparably reassuring big bosom. It looks so safe and comforting in there. I just want to be within her that way. Help me, Mommy. Please!’

Until he finally just cut himself off from her dresser drawer cold-turkey. No more fondling her lingerie (a collection that appeared to continually expand despite her never having any male company over as far as he could tell). He’d never get that other unusual-looking chest locked away in the closet open anyway so, it’s time to give up on all of this.

That’s right around the time other girls began to look at him differently. And there was some indication that might be beCAUSE of what he’s got in his pants as opposed to in spite of it. But High School ain't quite college and there’s nothing like a “slut” who no longer has a parent they might need to answer to.

It wasn’t until he started getting sucked off by sluts in college or fucking them that he recognized how upset he’d honestly become with his mother back at home.

How many times had he pretend to be asleep in the morning and lay there with a big raging boner tenting up the bedsheets? She couldn’t bother to respond to that? Can’t say something nice like, “What a great big cock you have. How wonderful”? I mean, all these college chicks seem to think it is. Could have saved him a lot of trouble if she’d just mention that at the dinner table some evening. Hell, he’d even let it slip out of his pajamas on more than one occasion. This was before he’d become what he is now but couldn’t she think to tuck that back in and go, “That’s a good one. I’m so impressed.” Is that not possible? Save him from a lot of harm.

Then he met Sophia.

Sophia who he’d now recently told his mother about. Sophia with the most foul mowth. Sophia who was all about, Do THIS to me, Do THAT to me, Don’t stop - more of all that please and then some. Sophia who would then later say, “Don’t let me order you around like that. Take charge and fuck me however you might like to instead.” Where she would then just go on about detailing everything that was coming at her and how much she loved it all, as if he couldn’t know that otherwise; illustrating everything with spectacular words of absolute urgency and compliance. Desperation. Embracing anything that might be considered “filthy” or reprehensible - as gloriously appropriate instead.

Everything his mother wouldn’t be.

He lied about her though.

Sophia wasn’t his girlfriend. She was just another slut who might call him for a booty call at any moment of her choosing. Teddy had no time for girlfriends at college. He had more important work to do. Had to get that done for Momma.

So as his mother Elizabeth continued to cry on the other side of her bedroom door, Teddy had begun masturbating once more - apologizing profusely for not being honest with her all these years.

But Lizzy couldn’t hear him. She was too busy fucking herself in and out of a frenzy. Opened up the chest of “naughty things” and emptied them all over herself. Randomly inserting one or two or three of them wherever they might end up. While continuing to cry about it all hysterically.

“It will never be the same again. I’m no good no more!!”

While Teddy couldn’t reach her. No true understanding or comprehension of what’s going on beyond him in her bedroom. All he could think to do was stroke out several more ropes of semen and paste it all up and down the heavy wooden door. A second time, so soon after he’d done it on her panties in the kitchen a mere fifteen minutes prior.

“I’m cumming for you, Mother. Again.”

Lizzy couldn’t hear him.

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The following day Elizabeth wouldn’t come out of her room until some time near noon.

Teddy had a hell of a time waiting for that to happen. And in the process had finally gained some idea of how difficult it might be to not “smother” another family member when their complications are too difficult for you to comprehend. You’ve really got no other option but to leave them alone in that kinda predicament.

That’s hella hard, man.

It’s so fuckin hard that you might get hard cuz restraint is way too difficult. The inability to comfort. To suffocate yourself with the waiting instead.

Just allow me the ability to ACT upon my concerns. Good golly, miss molly - can you simply not allow me ANY opportunity to actively encourage and repair whatever damage you’re enduring or have endured? Just gimme a chance at it. Let me in. Knock this damn partition down. I can’t handle the gap between us.

“Just gimme a chance at it, Mom.”

But no words would return from beyond the door that morning.

“I wanna be able to help you…”

Finally, Mom would come down from above and her bedroom of horrifying happenings. I couldn’t bear to have the TV on. Got no schoolwork done, what does it matter anyway. Worst part about it? I had an intermittent or ongoing boner at several points throughout the day. Had actually cum on her bedroom door yet another time after that first one. This time quietly, it was very late at night and I didn’t want to disturb her; she’d gone quiet finally. And I left it there. I wanted her to see it. I’m more of a pervert than you could ever be, Mother - just come be with me, free yourself from hiding.

Nope. Following morning, there was nothing but a door that remained locked with my stinky cum stains left upon it.

I made her breakfast. Knocked on the door and left it there for her as well, whenever she might feel safer to retrieve it.

And then I went about dealing with ongoing erections for several more hours.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

People are fucking being eviscerated out there and all I can do is have a boner about it? Sad.

Very sad.

And don’t get me started on THAT completely incompetent motherfucker.

Anyway, she finally did manage to come down. I heard the footsteps fall closer, one by one. I held my seat silently, did everything I could not to scare her back up and away to her safety zone.

Goddamnit, growing boner, please god go away now.

She’s not just a set of TITS!!

But there they were again.

“Mom, I…” I tried to calm whatever concerns of hers I could before she brought herself closer.

“Don’t talk to me about it. Please.”

Her voice couldn’t have been more certain that would be the right thing to do but.

“But…” I tried once more anyway.

“Please, sweetheart. Nothing more.”

Alright then. I’ll try retreating back into silence.

Whatever it takes for her to be able to breathe again.

I’ll just stay here in the chair and suffocate myself. Can’t go any closer. Nuthin’ can be done about it.

She toyed with a few things in the refrigerator. Looking for something simple no doubt. But nothing appeared to satisfy her longing. I noticed her movements must be the most graceful thing I’ve ever seen despite the state of discomfort she was in.

Eventually, she just made a cup of tea and thankfully sat down to join me.

Notably, she didn’t think to check the TV for updates any more than I had.

We sat there without talking for a moment.

My persistent feelings now forming an absolute state of undeniable “arousal” once more. Not only profoundly erect but squeezing in on itself. I had on the loose basketball shorts again. No other choice available given all the pain going on down there. It was thumping up and down at the open leg, drawing a diagram of how to get to her. Signpost up ahead: This way to Absolution.

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” she eventually mustered up the effort to tell me.

Ridiculous. An impossibly foolish notion for her to have.

“It’s not your fault,” I assured her.

She was buried in vulnerability.

And never had her chest looked more inviting and compelling, somehow. If I could just get IN there. Closer to her heart. That must be what I’m thinking, right? Not the other thing.

Damnit!!

“Isn’t it, though? Somehow?” she opined.

Honesty has always been the strength and benefit to any and each of our conversations. Had I become man enough not to fail that now?

Was she not asking for the truth?

“Well, yes, it is… in some regard,” I offered.

Deliverance?

“Why? How?” There was panic in her voice. Or perhaps not that but desperation. Or rather was it earnest? Could I find her own salvation?

“Your giant boobs,” I simply said.

Schmuck.

“No. Don’t say that.”

Maybe she might cry. Or wait for clarification.

But, “I’m sorry,” was all I had to add. I wouldn’t know how to clarify my thoughts on things. What sort of information did I have? I’m fucking nineteen! The best I could do was make it clear that I’m not any better than whatever she thought she was less than.

Her feet kicked out beneath the table as she redirected herself after me. Unintentional but she found my own foot there split to the side, quite wider than the width of the chair. Which she couldn’t expect I’d have any purpose for. “No. Don’t say that either.”

I let her foot identify mine. Why it might be in that stance. And where might the other one be? Which she also found blindly, flipping her from adjacent from the prior encounter. There could really only be one reason for that. I needed to make room for something.

“I’m sorry, Mother,” I could only repeat.

Not entirely sure what I was apologizing for thinking.

Her eyes bore into mine. She was a Lawyer. And knows damn well what Guilty looks like. Furthermore, she can read your entire story before you tell it. Guilty as sin? Expose yourself.

“Take it out again. Please.” The desperation continued though married to another hand of certainty. Was their Justice in between? “Put yourself under the table.”

There was no way I was not gonna do exactly what she asked. No different than if she’d instructed me to bend over and accept several lashings. I was being ORDERED what to do. But goddamnit, I’m an Adult!

“But…”

She had no patience for that.

“Just DO it, goddamnit.”

Nothing but purpose.

Before I could comply she’d gone beneath the table. A couple of plates fell off the edge and broke - no matter, easily replaceable. My thighs were pushed aside and I could feel her hot breathe not far from my groin. Initially not aware that the drumming going on beside her left ear was where the frustration had built up to the point of through and unapologetic spotting.

“Take it out of there,” she repeated. “Take it out and show me. Please!”

Heavy emphasis on the word “please” this time.

“Teddy, I need to…”

I certainly had a lot to apologize for. So I showed her. Measuring it out with my right hand, drawing the leg of my trunks up closer to where it all oughta be more behaviorally housed but wasn’t any longer. My fat cockhead barked its way up and out of there, bobbing up and down now freed from confinement. I kept on letting it out of there until my knuckles were tugged up to my sweaty balls, several inches far from the lip of my gurgling cock where her commanding mouth would shout out:

“OH MY GOODNESS!!!”

The slobbering happened near instantaneously. She had gagged herself on a few early inches and then began to bathe her face about the length of me entirely. She may have already been drooling before that choke effect could cause it, I dunno - she was under the table; I had no visual. Wouldn’t need none. Oh my gawd her mouth was hot and wet - returning to my width to solve her starving some more. The mewing and the moaning and the groaning and the energy I’d been clued in on via the mobile phone was present in her effort almost immediately.

And then I felt it all go in her mouth. Something neither Sophia nor anyone else had EVER done.

“Oh thank god. Thank you, Jesus.” She let back off it for a moment of bubbled air. Somehow still engaged enough in me as a priority to make those words heard for anyone who might find them necessary. Then palmed my balls, almost pushing my hand away, and rubbed her wet face all over them sloppy there as well.

Maybe you’ve seen porn where some special star might be motivated enough to get all that eagerly accomplished but that just can’t measure up to someone’s mother and their own natural motivations to make sure you’re all taken care of.

And this was most definitely that. The later.

“I’m not your mother,” she slobbered. As if identifying she could hear my own thoughts. Then grabbed my fist from under there and tangled it up in her hair. Securing that I knew how she wanted it, knuckles deep alongside her temples. “Fuck my face.”

I gave her my other hand and she grabbed it as well and collapsed it to the other side of her head.

Showed me how deep I should push her down. Continually.

“I’m not your mother, I’m Samantha.”

Gobble Gobble.

Gobble Gobble and Goo.

“Sophia,” I rudely corrected her mindlessly. I couldn’t know where I was at to be honest. Had to be a dream.

“Whatever,” she threw that away. Dismissed it.

Went back to my sack and began slurping up her own spit. Adding it back and doing that all over again. Sucking one testicle into her mouth and then replacing that with the other one. Her hand under there wanting to stuff all that and my shaft back down into her throat.

Mind you, this was NOT Sophia. Who was just a girl from college who I now knew had a whole lot left to learn about going all in, I was quickly made sure to understand.

“You’re a lurid mess. Your GREAT big cock is covered in slobber. Your balls are all wet and dripping like my wagging tongue.” Mother would explain it all for me. Impossibly unable to disappoint in any area of expertise. She’d taken whatever she learned on the phone and incorporate whatever she could think of. Details and Debauchery. Dotting up her face with whatever could come from her sensational sucking and throwing my volume around.

Her throat was as deep as any cunt I had ever been able to fuck and she must have reminded me of that succinctly, several dozen times before offering up yet another idea.

“You wanna fuck my tits?”

I’ll repeat, I hadn’t even viewed what’s going on under there to this point. Was she now literally daring me why the fuck not?

“Oh, yes, please, Mother. God yes.” I couldn’t be bothered to lift up the tabletop curtain, however. There was way too much going on under there. I’m lucky I hadn’t already had a seizure of some type. Don’t think I’d have any chance if I were actually able to view my own mother’s face under there let alone a true view of her marvelous tits.

“My name is Jessica!” she demanded.

Who was actually a girl I had on my phone list but not who I think she had meant to refer to. As if I gave a shit any longer, they’re all ancient history.

I felt my cock then meet her movement up deeper between my thighs. The overwhelming warmth of being surrounded by her bosom was well beyond anything I’d ever dreamed it would be before (and I had, indeed, dreamed about that in the past). Surrounding me with the object of my affection and desire - just short of twenty years in the making. I believe the word “bliss” was invented purely for a moment no less than this.

“You like that?”

Her voice was crude. Sinister. Daring me to disagree.

“You like fucking Mommy’s titties?”

Did I ever. But, “I thought you said…” wasn’t she still insisting on pretending she was someone else? Not that I’d want that at all or EVER did as it was now becoming apparent.

“Shut up. Don’t argue with me. You’re fucking my tits. Be happy.”

And I was only in the mood to not disagree. Most definitely.

“Oh, I’m plenty happy right now, trust…”

“How about now?”

She interrupted herself by sending her mouth back down on me somehow. Kept me held within her tits and plowed her way down in there several inches for a nice deep glorious suck - for her and I both, by all accounts.

“You’re fucking huge,” she came up coughing. “Fuck my messy titties. Fuck Momma’s messy…”

Her enthusiasm and delighted success had hit her head into the underneath portion of the table. But I hadn’t done that. Absolute no, I hadn’t done that. Not my doing at all. But being completely unsure of what’s what I went ahead and apologized anyway just to be certain the most engaging sexual moment of my life would not suddenly cease to exist any longer, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…”

“Do it again. I like it.” Again, her voice had something sinister in it. I’d seen her in a courtroom a few times and when she’s up against it, she really shines. There’s no backing down for her. “Fuck my head right into the wood. I need this.”

Up until that point, I’d really just only been sitting there. Even when I took my hands to above both her ears I really wasn’t moving them at all. She had controlled everything. In a similar fashion to what I’d mostly been used to with her, I was only along for the ride.

I’m not taking point. I can’t even process this.

“Don’t ask questions just do it.”

But I wouldn’t. Like, wait, what am I supposed to do now?

DOINK!

She did it herself again. Honest, I didn’t do it. She did it to herself again. WTF?

“Now fuck my big snuggly titties some more.”

Okay. Maybe I can afford to be a LITTLE bit engaged?

OMG… my hands found her Tits!! My hands were on her glorious titties!! No really, follow me here - my hands were on her gloriously competent and magnificent titties!!!

Jesus Christ, they’re REAL!!

My ass began to bounce up off the chair by itself. I started fuckin it up in there. Not just her on me but me on her. In her. Through her. With her. Holy Hell, man. It felt like I was born for this. To have a perfect grasp on my mother's bare breasts and fuck my thick long cock in and out.

If you were there to hold ‘em, you’d know what I mean.

But you can’t be. Cuz it’s MY mom, not yours! So suck it!

“Give it to me. Gimme.”

She began to beg me. Hastily. Impatiently. Like “NOW” or never any time else. Maybe she was reading my mind again and yours as well - like some wormhole time travel shit into the future, I dunno. But she knew what needed to be done and the onlyTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.

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The Covid virus has been very disruptive to most of us and the restrictions it has made us employ have been tough for a lot of business owners especially. Lots of small businesses have been forced to close and many people are now working from home due to the social distancing measures in place to slow the spread. My own work as a tradesman has slowed down and I am now spending most of my days confined to the house which is a drain on the finances. We have been relying heavily on the income that...

3 years ago
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COVID19 Campus Closed

“Momma, they’re shutting down the campus on Friday,” lamented the college junior.“I figured they would. I’ve been on the phone with Aunt Nettie. You can stay with her for the time being since she’s close.”“Doesn’t she already have a ton of people living with her.”“Patrick..I mean, Prisha,” she swallowed hard. “There’s just not a lot of options right now. The only people living with her are LaToya and Brianna. They have a study slash guest room you can use till this thing blows over. It’s not...

4 years ago
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Covid Release for Three

After her divorce, Nicole decided to leave the “big city” and return to her hometown on Virginia’s coast. Nicole and her ex, Brad, had gotten married right out of college.  Things were great, until they weren’t.  When they learned that Nicole couldn’t have kids, the relationship and future they had planned were suddenly gone and they struggled to replace it.  When Nicole turned thirty, she put her foot down, insisting that they needed to spice up their listless marriage. They took up golf. ...

Threesomes
2 years ago
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COVID Exposure Part 1

COVID Exposure. Part 1 As COVID-19 was heating up as a pandemic, I was working for an international firm and constantly on the road, traveling primarily to Europe. I was in Paris when the President Trump announced closing our US boarders and terminating flights from overseas. I called my wife, Peggy, when I heard the news. I let her know I was working with the airlines and embassy to secure a flight home. Peggy stated that this must be really missing up "My Plans." I told her that...

2 years ago
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Covid Angel

Covid Angel?Lockdown has been a trial for all of us but for me it has had sadder repercussions. My wife, Tanya, is very attractive with a slim figure, double D cup breasts and long blonde hair. She dresses very smartly but in a way that has a classy seductiveness to it. No one can believe that she is touching 50 and she gives some 20 year olds a run for their money. We have been happy together for over 20 years but like many couples, our bedtime activities are much reduced.During the first UK...

4 years ago
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Covid virus

So , Biden announced his Covid 19 task force. A list of heavyweights from the past.The board will be co-chaired by three public health heavyweights: Dr. David Kessler, a former commissioner of the Food and d**g Administration under President Bill Clinton; Dr. Vivek Murthy, who served as surgeon general under President Barack Obama; and Dr. Marcella Nunez-Smith, a professor of public health at Yale University.The board will also include a slate of global health experts, infectious disease...

4 years ago
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Covid Sexercising

To be honest, I was surprised they stayed open as long as they did. I saw on the news last weekend some of the tourist beaches, like Bondi were shut down, but that hasn’t happened here and I don’t think that would happen here at my sleepy little town…. but who knows what next week will bring. In Alex’s message on Monday, he suggested that whatever my pool routine was, I should just keep that schedule and go over to his and Adam’s place and work on my strokes…. replace my pool exercising with...

1 year ago
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Covid Sexercising

On Monday morning I received a message from my old fuck buddy Alex telling me that the local pool has been shut down as part of the Corona measures.To be honest, I was surprised they stayed open as long as they did.I saw on the news last weekend some of the tourist beaches, like Bondi were shut down, but that hasn’t happened here and I don’t think that would happen here at my sleepy little town... but who knows what next week will bring.In Alex’s message on Monday, he suggested that whatever my...

Gay Male
3 years ago
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Quarantine

Your stuck inside due to the enforcement of quarantine. With nowhere to go your forced to live your life and entertain yourself where your at. Some were lucky enough to be at home others are forced to stay and shelter where they were. There's been stories of a guys ex being stuck in the apartment with him and his current girlfriend. Another of a decent party of people now forced to live together. Another of people stuck in stores or shops like the one of a guy forced to remain in a lingerie...

Transsexual
2 years ago
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A MixedUp Quarantine

Author's Note: Before getting to the story, I want to once again thank everyone for the warm welcome that all the stories, and especially the ones featuring Carl(y) and Felicia. I promise that they'll return, it just might take a little while since I want to keep the stories seasonally appropriate. Enjoy! The quarantine was rough on everyone. People forced to stay home and abandon their social lives, employers forced to adopt new telecommuting practices in a short time to...

3 years ago
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SARAHS RETURN FROM QUARANTINE

I am Sarah, of French descent, in my early forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. I have a very strong sex drive - and I love having sex with an audience, be it male or female, preferably both. And size is important to me, really important. I find it difficult to resist a well hung man. My man’s thick, nine-erection...

4 years ago
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SARAHS RETURN FROM QUARANTINE

I am Sarah, of French descent, in my early forties, bilingual, fluent in both French and English and as I recently discovered with a little prompting from my man, bi-sexual, though I didn’t need a great deal of prompting. I am to please and be pleased sexually. I have a very strong sex drive - and I love having sex with an audience, be it male or female, preferably both. And size is important to me, really important. I find it difficult to resist a well hung man. My man’s thick, nine-erection...

3 years ago
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COVID19 Crashed on an Island with your Mother

You feel the false softness of cheap foam in your seat, barely offering any relief for your sore back. You'd been carrying suitcases and suitcases all day: ... you and your single mother had just moved out of your one-bedroom apartment, and it amazes you how you two managed to pack so much when you didn't actually have many things. At least you've got the window seat! Your mother shuffles-in beside you, and you turn to look her way... she's just had her 40th birthday. She has soft white skin...

Incest
3 years ago
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Covid Cunt 1

Covid Cunt #1It was still Winter and they seemed to get a few inches of snow every week. Beau was pulling his cock from Tabby's asshole having fucked her there since she was on her period. “Feel better”, she giggled “I'll be off my period tomorrow”. Unknown to them, her long lost son Chubby had found them. Being internet savvy he had back traced Beau's inquiries, got their ISP address and charted their activity. Most was normal but a frequent login in to FetLife late nights caught his...

3 years ago
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Covid Cunt

Covid CuntMature and Younger, Extreme Sex, Up Skirt Flashing, Multiple partnersThe virus had closed the school season early, her nonessential work shutdown and her part time janitorial work ended. Her days had started at 6am feeding Beau by 7am and at work by 8am. She rushed home to cook dinner by 5pm and out the door again by 6pm until 8pm. She had lived at poverty level working 14hr days. Beau was her joy she lived to educate him and he was a good son, asking little. Her saving grace was...

2 years ago
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Covid Chronicles

The 912 was still at Reese’s place, I hadn’t yet made arrangements to retrieve it. I’d already ordered a shitload of parts to continue rebuilding it, and eagerly awaited the chance to work on it. I was planning on flying out in the summer and overseeing the loading and shipping of the car, but increasingly, it was becoming clear the world was going to shut down, sooner than later. The Covid crisis was rapidly overtaking China, and parts of Europe, it wouldn’t be long before it came to the U.S....

3 years ago
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Covid is making sissy

I wanted to thank him for the delivery , i wanted him to see how pink and slutty i dress to ride my dildo watching sissy most days since the crysis locked me homei see him every weeks delivering the food to our areawondering if he would have a bbc to make me suck onits been a month and i am staying in my new little chastity device training my ass like most of us sissy confined home, training into good little butt slutI never imagine it but i love getting me ass shaved, putting on smooth little...

2 years ago
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Covid 19 Hotel

Well I just flew into an airport and was looking for a shuttle to the hotel that I had booked. I usually stay in a Chain hotel that I have loyalty points with and due to my loyalty I usually get a pretty nice upgraded room. I was expecting the same treatment again when I reached this hotel. The shuttle service arrived and I was even impressed as it was a long stretch black limousine. The driver took my bags and placed them in the trunk and I slid into the back. The privacy window was open, I...

2 years ago
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COVID Transition

A COVID Transition I was working on grading papers when the phone rang. I answered it seeing that it was my wife calling. Following my simple "hello," she let the conversation. "Hello Tricia, how did your class lectures go today? Did you wear the outfit I set out for you today? Did you look good on camera while you were lecturing?" "Yes Ann, I wore the outfit. I was a bit nervous about the black knit top and bralette. The crew neckline concealed the lacy bralette just fine and I could...

3 years ago
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COVID Transition 2

COVID Transition - 2 I am filled with a flood of emotions and thoughts as I end the call with my wife, Ann. She is right, our conversation about love making had left me with wet panties. (That darn Cowpers gland.) I started closing my teaching apps on my computer, checking to make sure my camera was off, and the cap is over the lens. I do not need to broadcast to my class, much less the rest of the world, that I was wearing an above knee length white pencil skirt, (Ann calls it my...

2 years ago
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covid sissy hunting

Mike woke up feeling good he moved and stretch his cock feeling hard and great, warm and wet waking up remembering last light he look down up under the drapthe little eyes looking at him , mouth open his collar locked to mike legs , mouth full of cock, this thing is fantastic he thought having a very good night his cock inside his new pet mouth , the scarred lil white boy he had hunted when the crysis happen had finaly been tamed''oh hello again''''i slept so well inside your mouth, hpw many...

3 years ago
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COVID Drives Workplace Change for the Wife Pt 2

Brian continued to put his dick inside my wife at he office for the next three weeks as I watched on from home. Cherry was only too happy to oblige given the havoc that COVID had wreaked at her office. We were relying on her income since my work had dried up and keeping her boss happy was worth it for both of us. Not that we minded of course, Cherry loved new cock and I was able to watch on via her laptop camera at work and our on camera's that Cherry had started to take in each Wednesday. I...

2 years ago
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Covid Gloryhole Ch1

To make matters worse i lost my job but still had the payments to make on my new car. My parents helped me out but they’re struggling and I don’t want to have to sell it. I’d applied for hundreds of jobs and been rejected from hundreds of jobs. There was only one that I had instantly ruled out!! Sales assistant in a sex shop on the industrial park. As much as I needed money there was no way I was going to sell sex magazines and videos to dirty old men and have to look at them. The thought...

2 years ago
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Stir crazy from quarantine

Family background Ethan(you). 5'10" and 22 years old. A junior at a university. When the shelter-in-place order was given he moved back home with his family. Emily (Your sister). 5'8" and 19 years old. Freshman at a different university from you. Your sister also came home from the university when the shelter-in-place order happened. Gorgeous, trendy, and a terrible flirt when she isn't buying new clothes she is posting about it on Instagram. Ashley (Your mother). 5'9" and 46 years old....

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3 years ago
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Placed under quarantine

This is purely fantasyMy wife was away on a business trip to Spain. She had been put up in a hotel for a week by her company. It was then when the world was made aware of a virus. Within a few days it had become a pandemic and everyone was told that international travel was now banned. My wife and I kept in contact via skype. She was concerned, but within a few days the hotel, which was in lockdown had tested all the residents and staff and all were clear of the virus. The guests were no longer...

4 years ago
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I Get to Fuck my Two Hot Sisters in the Quarantine

The first months we all had plenty to keep us occupied and keep out of each other’s way, but one night Evelyn came into my room while I was sleeping and crawled into my bed and started to stroke my cock. I started to dream I was getting a hand job and when I opened my eyes I realized my dick was rock hard and it was being sucked and sucked well. I moaned, not paying much attention to who was blowing me. I rubbed the ass of the woman giving me head and she stopped sucking my cock and turned...

3 years ago
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Kinky Quarantine

Like most people these days, Kimmy had to get used to the new normal of wearing a mask whenever she was outside. She had them in various colours and styles, also one to pair with each of her most worn outfits. However, one thing that was consistent in her outside outfits, was the bright pink ball bag behind her mask. Kimmy loved all things bondage and seeing as she could only enjoy self-bondage right now, she took to wearing her favourite ball bag whenever she could. She loved the way her soft...

2 years ago
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Quarantined

QUARANTINED By Lisa Lovelace The new bug spread around the world faster than the last one had. So did the quarantines and stay-at-home orders. You had to remain wherever you were at the time the orders took effect. No, you could not go home, because you would have to travel, and if you traveled, you might spread the bug. Stay where you are. Do not spread the bug. For better or worse, when the lockdown came, I wasn't at home with my parents in Tampa. I was at my Aunt Victoria's...

3 years ago
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Curing a Whore

The thundering sounds of the rain slamming against my window filters through my headphones as I listen to mellow music. Writing through flickering candlelight as the power suddenly fails. My thoughts they turn to a time, a time I speak not of, but write about.It had been a night, starting unlike the forceful winds ripping through this one. There was a gentle, almost ghost like mist flowing down the dark streets. It rolled in tides through the street lights crashing up against the tall trees.A...

Hardcore
3 years ago
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Quarantined

Let me back up and tell you about myself. Firstly, my name is Kale, yes like the vegetable. My wife is Maria, and our son is Kevin. My parents had divorced when I was in my early teens and my Dad, Kane, had married my step-mom Karen. Anyways, we live in Tennessee and enjoy the hustle and bustle of Nashville life. Growing up my parents traveled a lot, but after the divorce my Dad, all of us kids and his new bride settled in Nashville. I have 3 other siblings who live in other states, but that...

4 years ago
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Curing My Aunt8217s Back Pain

This happened sometime back when I was staying with my paternal Uncle. His family includes his wife and his toddler son. Though I did find her to be very attractive I never wanted to do anything sexual with my Aunt. One day when my Uncle, a doctor was away, my Aunt asked me to help her to clean up his clinic which was located in the ground floor of the house. It was a rectangular room with a table in one corner and an examination bed in the middle of the room. While bending down to pick up a...

Incest
4 years ago
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covid sissy training group

''hello fellow trainers and welcome to the group for these 3 new students , look at how cute they are''the 3 little white boys hands tied sit on laps of older black guy, smilling at the screen watching all the black guys with a boy in panty and matching bra , mouth gagged and looking ....defeated''ok time to present your sissy ''''Mike you are the newer here why dont you start''''ok, so Iam Mike and this cute fairy here is Cindy, i have been the owner for about a month, i found her by pure...

3 years ago
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Covid grindr hookup

This is my first story so go easy on me lol.its not my first experiance with a guy but my most recent and 100% true, enjoy.i had recently downloaded grinder for some nsa cock fun even though im married (you know how it is guys).i had been browsing daily for a promising meet but kept getting pic hunters or time wasters untill i stumbled upon this one guys profile. He was down as vers so suited me and was close (bonus).we messaged back and forth just gauging what each other wanted and he seemed...

2 years ago
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Covid grindr meet

This is my first story so go easy lol. And also trueim married and not been with with another man for around 10 years.i recently downloaded grindr after years of not being with another guy. Id browse the profiles and swap pics with other users but either they would flake or i would bottle it last min. I got chatting to one user who was not that far from me and he wasnt just the usual pic hunter, he found out i worked in a garage and asked if i could look at his car and maybe have some fun...

1 year ago
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COVID 19 HOOKUP Or how I learned to eat pussy thr

“OH, God” she murmured, “Do it again, Baby. Only harder!” I smiled at her and rubbed her hard nipples with the disinfectant wipe. She moaned and contracted her stomach muscles which thrust her beautiful clean shaven and very wet pussy into full view.I met her in the toilet paper isle. She took my breath away. She’s a tall blond with a nice tan. She was wearing a short summer skirt that fell to mid-thigh and exposed her long athletic legs. She was wearing a short sleeved blouse with the top 2...

3 years ago
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Covid 19 cramping our meet ups

So welcome to spring 2020. Well not really. It has been a nice spring weather wise but life in general is just a cluster fuck. For the last month basically school is not in session people can't go to work and all the bars and restaurants closed. What is a married women who swings to do. Can't host at my house during the day when off cause the k**s are home from school. Can't go to a bar for a drink with one of my friends with benefits one because the bar is closed and two he has no work out of...

3 years ago
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covid cam game

drunk and horny i walk in my room holding the box , my soon to be first ever cock like thing going in me, i was anticipating it for the whole delivery process, the nice black realistic cock daddy choose mei turn on the cam and daddy Mike was waiting in his bed, legs spread his laptop between . showing his white tight boxer and the half hard bbc i start to fantasize about way too much, daddy wanted me to have a toy so i could try''hello my sexy white boi''''hi daddy''''you didnt open it without...

3 years ago
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Covid Gloryhole Ch 2

It’s strange how all I get to see is their dicks but certainly got to recognise a few regulars. Either by a noticeable feature such as a mole, or the shape or bend of their cock. Its rewarding to know I had regulars as must be doing something right! Id also learnt more and more what guys enjoy. The first few days I didn’t really know what I was doing as not had that much experience, but I’d estimate by now, including regulars, I must be at around 150 blowjobs. I don’t know exactly but I’d say...

1 year ago
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Covid Gloryhole Ch 3

I’d also taken to standing up facing the wall, which was fine for the guys but basically meant my face was pressed up against the wall. I’d fucked a guy like that at the end of the day, and I didn’t know but basically my face was red from the wall which led to awkward questions from my mum when I’d got home! By now my car was fully paid off and my bank balance was increasing every day. I was still living at home, not paying any rent and taking home anywhere up to £500 a day! With travel...

2 years ago
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Covid gloryhole 3

I’d also taken to standing up facing the wall, which was fine for the guys but basically meant my face was pressed up against the wall. I’d fucked a guy like that at the end of the day, and I didn’t know but basically my face was red from the wall which led to awkward questions from my mum when I’d got home!! By now my car was fully paid off and my bank balance was increasing every day. I was still living at home, not paying any rent and taking home anywhere up to £500 a day! With travel...

2 years ago
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COVID COCK and sunshine

I cycled for a few miles out into the open empty countryside, it was amazing! no traffic and really quiet, I hadn’t seen another soul. I rolled down a country lane in warm sunshine. As I got to the bottom of the slope I realised my cock and balls were feeling a little “crushed” from the ride and pulled to the side near a copse of trees, to adjust myself and take the pressure off. I stepped of my cycle and put the stand down, then reached in and cupped my cock and balls to give them a little...

3 years ago
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Curing Evan

Published 1 year ago, ~91,600 views I sat down hard in my chair. "What...?" I weakly asked my 18-year-old brother, Evan. "I think I'm gay," he said again. I shook my head. "No, that still doesn't make sense, not even after two times hearing it." "Would you help?" he asked with a faint smile. I shook my head again. "Probably not." I looked out at the ocean. We were at the beach house our family owned. It was almost the end of summer and we'd be going back home...

1 year ago
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Curing Evan

100% fiction! I sat down hard in my chair. "What...?" I weakly asked my eighteen-year-old brother, Evan. "I think I'm gay," he said again. I shook my head. "No, that still doesn't make sense, not even after two times hearing it." "Would three help?" he asked with a faint smile. I shook my head again. "Probably not." I looked out at the ocean. We were at the beach house our family owned. It was almost the end of summer and we'd be going back home soon. Before we left, Evan apparently had...

Incest
4 years ago
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How My Family Deals with the Quarantine

To tell this story I need to go back a few years and explain how we got to this point. My dad cheated on my mom four years ago when I was fifteen years old. Because dad felt the need to fuck his younger secretary, he ripped this family apart, and my brother and I suffered for it in many ways.The biggest way was how my mom reacted. Mom got pregnant with me when she was sixteen years old and gave birth to me when she was seventeen. She would tell me, “Look where it got me to show my love to your...

Incest
2 years ago
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Stir Crazy From Self Quarantine

Life is so routine and boring during this stay at home business. I tell you, I’m going stir crazy. I’ve cleaned the house top to bottom and back again and rearranged everything around my husband’s asshole sixteen-year-old son who wants to play video games day and night. It’s well over two weeks since my last non-husband coitus. I miss Dan — but even he now tells me “Stay home.” So, we text back and forth stuff but I'm really tired of masturbating to porn and his fantasy messages. I work from...

Cheating
2 years ago
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Quarantine

Meet the Davis’. Lauren is the baby of the family, and she can be such a bratty little sister. She recently turned 18 and is so excited to be done with high school, she doesn’t even care that her school had to cancel graduation. But she hopes COVID won’t get in the way of her continuing her cheerleading career in college next year at State. She stands 5’1” with a tight, athletic body, and keeps her wavy dirty blond hair pulled back in a bow. Nate is the oldest child, as he likes to remind his...

Incest
2 years ago
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21st day of quarantine

Like thousands of other couples, we too find ourselves locked within the home, only that we are a particular couple. The Goddess, beautiful 50 years divinely worn, has a fixed lover, with my consent. Yes, you have understood very well, I know everything (or almost) of their story, I encourage and support she, in return she allow me to satisfy my masochistic and very often homosexual tendencies. Our relationships can be counted on the fingers of one hand, especially since there is He who...

2 years ago
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This Fucking Quarantine

Note: I don't mind inviting other authors to contribute to this story, but I'll need to see some examples of any previous writings first. I envision this plot to be pretty vanilla sex-wise, so if you're reading this and expecting the participants to break out Latex gloves and bring in a sheep wearing a garter belt or anything weird, move on elsewhere because it'll be mostly a man and a woman fucking. Beginning With the exception of not being able to jump in the car and go out to eat or hit the...

Incest
2 years ago
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Kinky Smosh Quarantine

Like the majority of people from 2020 onwards, Kimmy had to get used to the new normal of wearing a mask whenever she was outside. She had them in various colours and styles, also one to pair with each of her most worn outfits. However, one thing that was consistent in her outside outfits, was the bright pink ball bag behind her mask. Kimmy loved all things bondage and seeing as she could only enjoy self-bondage right now, she took to wearing her favourite ball bag whenever she could. She loved...

3 years ago
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Quarantined

Before him I was still a virgin, my nosey and controlling mother had been very serious about me not having sex before marriage, mostly concerned that I’d get knocked up by some loser, or that a respectable suitor wouldn’t want to marry me if I’d been “deflowered”. This wasn’t for religious purposes or any thing, we were just a well to do family and they had old school ideas about me marrying into another good family. So while she nearly threatened me to abstain from sex, she practically...

3 years ago
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Quarantined

They were set to go on a cruise ship and explore different exotic islands during the peak of summer. Unfortunately, mom's friend had a last-minute issue at work, and she had to cancel a few days before the trip was supposed to start. The tickets were non-refundable. My mother tried to find someone else to go with her, but since most of her friends are also lawyers, none of them could go on such short notice. That's where I came in. With no other options left, my mother reluctantly invited...

2 years ago
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Curing a Whore

The thundering sounds of the rain slamming against my window filters through my headphones as I listen to mellow music. Writing through flickering candlelight as the power suddenly fails. My thoughts they turn to a time, a time I speak not of, but write about. It had been a night, starting unlike the forceful winds ripping through this one. There was a gentle, almost ghost like mist flowing down the dark streets. It rolled in tides through the street lights crashing up against the tall trees. A...

3 years ago
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Curing Boredom

I turned up the volume as Rammstein’s industrial dance music began filling my car with heavy sounds. Sitting snugly in the driving seat I began moving my body to the rock guitars riffs and with my head bobbing to the pulsating rhythm, I was really in the groove. I was on my way back to Holland from a dirty weekend in Hamburg and this sort of music helped pass away the time and kilometres. My joy was short lived because as I passed the famous port city of Bremen the autobahn was backed up due to...

3 years ago
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Curing Boredom

I turned up the volume as Rammstein's industrial dance music began filling my car with heavy sounds. Sitting snugly in the driving seat I began moving my body to the rock guitars riffs and with my head bobbing to the pulsating rhythm, I was really in the groove. I was on my way back to Holland from a dirty weekend in Hamburg and this sort of music helped pass away the time and kilometres. My joy was short lived because as I passed the famous port city of Bremen the autobahn was backed up due to...

Exhibitionism
1 year ago
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My Sexy Wife Curing Our Friend

Hi all…I am back with another of my stories from the past when I was yet to marry my girlfriend. This was the time when a very close friend of mine – Manav – who was married a year back – was with us and looked a bit downcast. Manav had known my wife through me for a couple of years and knew what a horny pair we were! Today he appeared downcast and the two of us were a little concerned for him because his was a happy nature basically. On inquiring he was hesitant at first, but later spilled out...

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