The DarklingChapter 2
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Friday, October 20, 1972
Dear Diary,
My mother used to tell me that with children, the problems kept getting more complicated as they grew up. Today Sally's mother came to talk with me. It seems that she has trouble talking about sexual subjects with her daughter. She knows that Sally has sort of adopted me as friend and confidante. (Which I like. She's such a sweetheart.) Anyway, she wants me to talk to Sally about sex — afraid of what might be going on with Sally and C dating, you know, that sort of thing.
I have been going very carefully so far, not wanting to go too far with Sally and certainly not wanting to discuss anything about C's sex life, if they are doing it. My god! But she has asked me general sex questions, too, which I'm glad to answer of course. She asked about lumps in her breasts, for example and I showed her how to examine herself. She has sweet little breasts.
As you might guess, I had a few quiet moments of panic fearing that somehow they knew about C and me. And by the way, C continues to show great maturity for his age and we are doing just great. I'm proud of him, so proud of him! And we have settled back into our comfortable relationship on the subject of sex after our big weekend at the farm. It's lovely.
Even though I am still a bit terrified of storms, we had a very exciting private party when the electricity failed the other night. C was charming!
The Present:
Charley:
I'm amazed how the mind can bring back the details of memories locked up for years in your mental vault! I recall it all as if it were yesterday. I was aware that Sally had become buddies with my mother, but nothing about the conversation between mothers.
My memory of the night the rains came like a monsoon is as fresh as yesterday.
There was a huge flash of lightning. The refrigerator's hum stopped. The dishwasher splashed to a jarring stop. The color picture on the TV shrank to a single bright point. Then total darkness.
"Oh! My god!"
My mother had just arrived next to the couch carrying a glass of wine for her and a coke for me. I heard her stumble toward me. Reaching blindly, both hands caught her thighs and stopped her fall.
"Thanks. Wow, it's dark!"
Guiding her to the couch, my hands tingled with the complex sensual feel of the silk dress sliding over full thighs snug inside pantyhose and a slip. I felt a little sheepish about being erotically excited by this simple gesture.
"There! I didn't spill a drop!" she gasped as she landed next to me.
We sat in silence for a moment.
"Shall I get candles, do you think? Or wait and see if it comes on? It's eerie that it's so dark, isn't it?"
Her thigh pressed tight against mine, warm and sensual.
"Let's wait. I like to watch the lightning." I said.
"Hmmmm, you know that it scares me sometimes, though?
"Yes. I'll hold your hand." I reassured her.
The storm raged on; a heavy, drenching rain was lighted by the sporadic flashes of lightning. Beautiful, really.
Then ... and then ... her hand gently grasped my balls and cock through my pants. She hadn't done that before. My cock swelled. I stopped breathing for a moment. Her hand just held me. A thrill simmered in my loins and I closed my eyes and shivered with the pleasure of Mom fondling me so warmly, so intimately. I spread my legs a little wider and she squeezed very softly with that lovely feminine touch. I was thrilled.
A blinding flash. Her grip tightened and then turned into a firm caress that brought me an inch closer to orgasm. It was the beginning of an incredibly erotic evening in the dark. I don't know if it would seem erotic to anyone else, but it was to me on that evening, long ago.
The next strike was not so big, mostly light, and we found our faces lighted, ashen white, eyes staring at each other. Her grip changed and turned into a caress; just my cock, lying along the leg of my pants. Very softly, she stroked along it, her fingers curling around the shaft. Then she playfully squeezed the head.
I felt like I hadn't taken a breath, but I must have been breathing quietly, taking in the pleasure of her exploring hand.
I put my arm around her shoulder and felt her cuddle closer against the storm, the thunder and the lightning flashes. Her hand wasn't moving much, or else I would have already cum and my pants would have been soaked. Rather she was just quietly holding my balls and cock protectively in her hand.
Again, I spread my legs and sighed with pleasure.
"You're sweet!" she whispered close to my ear, her breath sending another shiver down my spine. Her kiss on my cheek felt moist with lipstick.
I slipped my fingers into the neck of her dress and followed her brassiere strap until I felt the soft, thin material of the cup tautly reaching to surround her round left breast. As she fondled my cock, I began to caress her breast through the light bra cup ... Just my fingers at first, circling there above her nipple.
"MMmmmm. Feels ... feels yummy..." she whispered.
I reached deeper and circled her nipple jutting against the light restraint of the bra cup. She squirmed with pleasure as I took her nipple between thumb and finger and squeezed gently. Her hand tightened and smoothed along the length of my cock. I felt her pull her legs up beside her on the couch, her stockings making that sexy "whip-whip" sound when a girl's legs rub together in stockings.
My throat was tight with excitement. There was a loud crash of lightning hitting nearby and the room lighted brightly. I could see that her skirt was high on her thighs and glimpsed the sexy sight of her hand surrounding my cock and balls. Her hand looked very comfortable. It also looked quite comforting to me...
"OK?" she whispered.
"Yes..." I gasped.
"Mmmm, me too."
My hand slipped lower into her dress and she unfastened a button to make it easier for me to cup her whole left breast. We gently caressed each other, sitting quietly, enjoying the dark, enjoying the storm, enjoying our closeness.
"I must say that sitting here in the storm is ... very exciting ... don't you think?" I felt her shudder a little against my body.
"Yes, I like it a lot."
In the silence, I heard her scratch her leg ... That sound of a long fingernail on taut nylon stocking is unmistakable and sexually a big turn-on. I wonder if girls understand that? "Of course!" I thought ruefully, they seem to know everything!
She leaned forward, probing in the dark for her wine glass. When she leaned back, I slipped my hand back into her dress. The soft silky fabric of her brassiere felt familiar as I explored the wonder of the globe it supported.
My heart was in my throat as I spoke.
"Which bra is... ?"
"Which bra am I wearing? Let's see, it's an old one. Has very thin cups. Sort of a shimmery fabric. You can almost see through it. One of my old favorites because it is so comfortable. I think it is ... let's see ... Bali? Yes, I think it's a Bali"
We sat listening to the rain as it increased in intensity, beating against the window.
"Why?" she asked. "Do you like it?"
I nodded, but couldn't speak. I had never asked her a question about her lingerie and still felt a little bashful about this familiarity.
"It's comfortable to wear. But a little worn-out too. Doesn't lift me as much as it once did." She pushed her breast upwards by way of demonstrating.
"Do you remember this one?"
"Yes, very silky feeling."
She giggled. "You know my underwear better than I do! I should take you with me when I buy new things! You have good taste."
"Ohmigod, I couldn't go in that department!" I laughed. "I'd like to, though!" I added.
She squeezed my cock and balls in a gentle caress.
"Is my bra making my sweetie hard?"
"No it's the YOU inside the bra." I was becoming more brazen by the moment, talking about her this way.
"I have another one, you know." she murmured quietly. I followed the line of her bra to the right breast and searched for her nipple. She purred contentedly as I stroked the contents of the flimsy silken bra. Her hand moved along my shaft as if exploring, looking for the tip. Her touch became very light as she teased the end of my dick with feather-light, nimble fingertips.
"Soooooo, it's not just my underwear. You like what's inside too?" she giggled with pleasure at my discomfort.
I nodded and squeezed the nipple.
"Oooooo! Mmmmm! I deserved that. Don't worry, I like finding that you have been in my underwear drawers. Because it's you! And it makes me feel appreciated. Makes me feel like a girl. Wanted!" She laughed and snuggled closer.
"You can tell?"
"Usually. You don't get things back quite right. Always very neat but a little different than I fold my brassieres and especially my panties." she giggled against my neck. "I don't mind, though. Sometimes I think about your hands having been inside my panties when I put them on and it is a little extra thrill. Do you think I'm terrible for thinking that?"
"Wow! No!" I replied.
The rain had nearly stopped and we could hear it dripping from the trees in sporadic bursts as the wind blew. There were continued flashes of lightning further away now, but coming closer.
"MMMMmmm." she purred as I fondled first one breast and then the other, my eagerness showing.
Something was carrying me along on a swift stream of talk; saying more than usual,
" ... Mom..."
"Yes ... yes, what, dear? Tell me."
"Sometimes I ... take your clothes out of your hamper ... you know, after you've worn..."
She nodded her head against my shoulder.
"I know, dear."
We paused. For some reason I had needed to tell her. I also found it exciting to talk to her about these things now.
"I sometimes ... sometimes leave them ... just for you to find ... Oh god, there, I've said it," she said quietly.
"Really?"
She nodded vigorously, saying nothing, just turning her face into my neck and kissing me.
" ... I ... I like the scent of your body ... still in them."
Trembling like a leaf, she grasped me in a big hug,.
"And ... you think of me ... of me, Charley?"
"I think of you ... and ... and ... and smell your pussy, Mom." I whispered this hoarsely in her ear, then slipped my tongue along her earlobe and sucked it into my mouth. She trembled and clutched me to her body. I suddenly found myself trembling with the excitement of the words.
"Thank you. I love that. I love the thought of that. Is that silly, do you think? It is so sweet that you masturbate thinking of your mother. I sometimes find my panties with ... with some of your sperm." She squeezed me again and we sat watching the rain and fondling each other.
She paused for a long time.
"It ... thrills me," she whispered breathily in my ear.
Suddenly another bright flash announced a renewed storm.
"Let's go on the sun porch. It will be all around us. Like we are outside!" she suggested.
We walked silently through the house and the sound of rain on the flat roof of the sunroom grew as we approached. The rain had slackened from earlier, but was still quite loud because of the flat roof. As the rain picked up, the sensation of being outside in the rain was even more intense.
Mom had stopped for another glass of wine and joined me, slipping her hands around me and pressing tight against me from behind. I reached back and put my hands on her hips, my fingers just touching the softness of her bottom. She slipped her hand into the top of my pants, not reaching my cock, but just the intimate feel of her hand against my hairy belly made me shudder with pleasure.
"Ooooh! This is neat!" she said against my back.
I untangled us and moved behind her, putting my arms around her waist. Carefully, I moved my hands up until I was cupping both breasts in my hands though the dress and brassiere.
"Sooooo, you like to play with mommy's titties? Eh, Charley, my dear!" She looked up at me and clasped her hands over mine so that we were lifting her tits together. My cock nuzzled her bottom.
I heard her sigh with pleasure.
Abruptly there was a huge flash of light followed by a torrential increase in rain beating on the roof. I squeezed her breasts; massaging them, making love to them. Mom pressed her bottom against my cock and I rubbed my dick deep into the crease of her ass.
"Sweetie! I feel so good. You make me feel so good!" She was quite talkative tonight. Happily I played with her tits, trying to make it feel good for her, but mostly simply enjoying the feeling of her big soft breasts filling my hands.
A crash of thunder made her shiver as I felt her hands reaching to unzip my pants, followed by the sure feel of her hand slipping inside. She squeezed my cock through my shorts for a moment; then reached through the slot and I felt the thrilling softness of her fingers caressing the bare skin of my cock. I gasped with pleasure as she tugged me closer. It is one of the most erotic feelings in the world when a feminine hand finds your cock after seeking it through your unzipped fly and the labyrinth of jockey shorts.
"It unsnaps in the front, dear." she whispered.
I unbuttoned more of her dress and a flash of lightning showed the white of her brassiere. I opened the catch after a brief struggle, while she played with my cock. Her breasts sprang from the captivity of the brassiere. The cups hung aside as I eagerly scooped up her tits with my hands. The smooth feel of her skin thrilled me as the big globes made me shiver with pleasure. Another flash and I saw the thimble shape of her nipples jutting into the darkness.
There we stood, rain pouring down around us, and flashes of light prisming through runnels of water streaming down the windows of the sunroom. We were moving eagerly against each other while our hands busily groped and squeezed and grasped and grabbed, each trying desperately to please the other.
We sat on two barstools as the rain slackened a bit. We were facing each other now and she had slipped my cock back inside my shorts and was caressing it through my pants again.
"This is nice, too." she said quietly. "I mean touching you like this. Through your pants, I mean.
I was playing with her nipples, looking at the round, opulent, teardrop shape of her breasts in the dim light, waiting for the lightning to flash and outline them completely. Taking a serious deep breath, I dropped one hand between us and let it rest between the soft fleshy thighs. She didn't object. I slowly slipped my hand under the hem of the dress. I was thrilled to be doing this. The heat of her thighs wreathed my daring hand. Finally, I felt the center seam of her pantyhose and traced it down her slit until my fingers were ready to cup her mound. She opened her legs and let me feel her pussy!
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Shelly was my best buddies mom. I have had a secret crush on from the day I met her. There was Something about her that made me just want to bust a nut deep inside her. I think we have all known someone like that. I never thought that I would ever get the chance to fuck Shelly. But I went over to see my buddy on Mothers Day forgetting that his whole family was going out to give mom some alone time. Shelly invited me in and told my buddy was gone for the day but she would really like for me to...
my hubby works most week ends so it get quit boring. on sunday morning my son andy came in to my room to give me my mothers day card .thanks i said. he jumped in the bed and started to cuddle me from behind. after a bit he was playing with my big belly. i felt his cock getting hard pressing againt my back. he then lifted my nighty up my boobs just fell out and started to play with them. andy pulled my sholder to get me on my back . then started to suck my nipple i could feel it swell in his...
Mothers milkRoby had just turned sixteen when this happened. He didn’t know what was next? He quickly was making his way down the hall to his room. He lay on his bed, butterflies churning in his stomach. He really wasn’t sure what was going on, but his body was telling him something. For the first time he had seen his mother not in the way he always had growing up, but in a much different way. He meant she aroused him. Yeah, he was sexually excited. He began to wonder if there was something...
Mothers and Sons DISCLAIMER: These stories are all of an erotic nature, and are graphic.They contain descriptions of i****t and some pedophilia. If thisbothers you, don’t read them or download them.If you are u******e for your community, or if by doing so you would becommitting any kind of crime, please do not read or download thesefiles.You have been warned!Alison paused outside her son’s bedroom, her beautiful face spreadinginto an amused smile as she listened to the soft moans and...
Helen was a young mother, married and pregnant at s*******n At age 32 her tits were still rounded and firm with nice large nipples. Her curvy hips flowed into lovely thighs and slender calves and her arse was nice and tight, well rounded with silky smooth cheeks that drew plenty of admiring glances at the beach. Her puffy nether lips filled out the bottoms of the bikinis she wore and, because she liked the way it felt, she always kept a nice bush of pubic hair.Helen had been thinking about...
My eyes opened.Mom was standing at the dresser, pulling a pair of jeans up over her see-through thigh-highs. Her firm and voluptuous breasts, which filled their respective 36G brassieres, were unclothed as she zipped up her jeans. She had a nice, thick body. Not chubby, but definitely had some woman to her. "Morning," I said, closing my eyes and rolling over to put my head on Mom's pillow. It had her ever-so-recognizable scent engulfing it."How'd you sleep, sweetie?" she said, riffling through...
Hi evry1 this is a very short story. Hope u all will enjoy it. Those who won’t…fuck off mother fuckers! My mothers name is Rekha. She is 45 years old. She is a typical Indian housewife. My fathers name is Sunil. He is a government employee. Because of his work he has to travel a lot. He is almost 52. I’m Rajib, 17 years old studying in class 10. I have a young sister and she is studying in class 5. Since I have got into puberty I have been always interested with middle-aged women. I don’t use...
IncestIt was a nice summer’s day that wasn’t too hot or too cool. Sherry and Alex were waiting outside the rented garage for the kids to arrive. Sally and her boyfriend, Ted, were the first to arrive. Sally’s mother, Leanne, parked her car and led the two teenagers over to where Sherry and Alex were waiting. Both kids were wearing coveralls, and were carrying mystery packages that their mothers had prepared for them. Leanne said, “You kids be good.” Turning to her mother, Sally asked, “We will...
Mothers Special Gift By: Malissa and Gang 5/12/2013 Happy Mother's Day Being the middle child of five boys wasn't easy, having five boys wasn't easy on my mother either. But at sixteen I knew how much she'd always wanted a daughter. And over the last few years I'd found myself wanting to give her that special gift, I just didn't know how to go about it. I was afraid to mention it to anyone, especially not my brothers who were very much stereotypical Males. My mother on the other...
This is a pure work of fiction and for entertainment purposes only. I would like your comments and feedback please. Thanks.There is something about a mother's love. I had always thought of my mother as a beautiful intelligent woman. She always looked at me as though she was going to burst with emotion. I had never known my father and was basically unconcerned about the matter. My mother had told me That he had died in a car accident before I was born. My mother was a MILF in the eyes of all of...
Olivia Hartman had an extra hop to her step as she stepped into the elevator for the ride up to her 's apartment on the tenth floor!!! It had been almost a year since she had seen Dakota at her college graduation, and it would be good to just sit and talk with her youngest daughter about her new job, boyfriends, and all the other things mothers and daughters gab about!!! "Let's see," Olivia mumbled while wandering down the long corridor, "that was apartment 1008, ahhhhh, here it is, I hope...
EroticI have been wanting to fuck these two woman ever since I could remember. My spank bank has been shooting hot cum for years picturing my cock buried deep inside them both. My imagination never fails to get my cock hard, but tonight my dick is hard because in less then an hour, I will have both of them to do as I please with for as long as I want. But first a little history of who we are and what is going to happen in this story. My name is Joe I am 35 sitting next to me is my nephew Rick and he...
Jenny was asleep in another room and the thought of her asleep in that very thin pajamas that I saw her put on after her shower was making my cock even harder and excited so then and there I decided ill go pay her a little visit. I didn’t go with anything in mind really but just wanted to see her body as she slept, we had a very full day before and very eventful night so I figured she would be asleep soundly and as I approached the doorway I could hear light snoring so I knew that she was....
This is the story of my sexlife with my Godmother/cousin. I say godmother/cousin because she is actually both as choosing a relative to be a God parent is common place in the Caribbean. Yes I am from the Caribbean and my name is Kenny, 32 yrs old, I’m 6’2” tall, a well built 250 lbs, educated and better looking than I am not. My god mother’s name is jenny (not real name) and she is 20 yrs older than me and was always a hot natural Caribbean woman about 5’5” light skinned ample 36c boobs, very...
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Incest Porn SitesI just stepped out of the shower, it was my second of the day. I threw on my jeans and a baggy shirt. It was one of those stay home and just relax kind of days. You had been at work and swung by the store on the way home picking up some light bulbs and a nightlight for the bathroom. You always hated having to turn on the bright light when you had to sneak away to the bathroom. We replace the decorative bulb in the hallway and install your nightlight. You clap and twirl at the blue glow...
I was 12 when I first wore my mothers underwear. I’d been born In the 1950’s so it was the 60’s and she wore a lot of what were called foundation garments, corsets to you and me. My dad had walked out on us when I was 5 and contrary to what you would expect my mother was not that close to me. Don’t get me wrong she was a good mum but not loving. That’s why started the cross dressing I think I felt closer to her that way. Fortunately my dad was rich and looked after us well so my mum had...
Part One.“You look gorgeous, both of you,” Steve said.“Why thank you, kind sir!” I giggled. “Shall we give Dad a twirl?”We each turned a three sixty. He nodded his approval, and so he should, our collective outfits had cost, but then he could afford it.He looked handsome, in his dinner jacket. I’d tied his bow tie myself, and as I tied it, so he had fondled my bottom, cupping my bare cheek, then lightly tugging the back of my thong, it rode up into my pussy. I wanted him then, had that feeling...
Author's Note: This chapter of Mothers and Sons is dedicated to a very special Lush Stories friend. A friend who can get me hard with a single "look." She'll know who she is when she reads this.Hi, my name is Rose and I'm madly in lust with my son Tommy. We became lovers over the long Fourth of July weekend five years ago but that's not the story that I want to share with you today. The story that I want to share with you today happened many years before on another very hot Fourth of July. It's...
IncestEvery weekend my friends and I had the most incredible parties. We would alternate the party each week.This week it was my turn to host it.My Mother was at first horrified at the thoughht. I asured her it was ok and she knew most of my friends.She said that she would be around but not get in the way.We all arrived as usual and the drink flowed. we danced around a bit and got merry.It came to Midnight and it was games Time. We were to turn the lights out and get it on with the nearest...
In front of a smaller than average congregation, unusually attended by a few of the kingdom's notably agnostic Knightly Order of Dyna, the head priestess of the Holy Church of Merridan addressed "her flock," as it were... even though the warriors in attendance actually outnumbered her faithful. "In conclusion, give generously, my brothers and sisters. A heart that strays from our divine creator, Geod, is a heart that is susceptible to corrupt thoughts and malice against one's fellow man. A...
FantasyOK, it exists but nothing near the scope seen in USA. My Ken is a generous fellow but he has lost his mind completely and maybe his wife too.It was American Mothers Day in Ghana. Ken had a wonderful European caterer do all the work at Ozzie and Kristen's place. Heck, it's the only place big enough for 16. Extravagant dining for sure. I recognized the Champagne as $200 a bottle Grand Dame from France. Pregnant or not, I had some, not much, 2 glasses. Yup, can't wait to see the bill from...