Hotwife Chapter 3A The Continuation Of My Hotwife s Weekend
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Rebecca went to her bedroom to change clothes and, after Symphony had finished her cigarette, she followed. Barging into the bedroom without knocking, Symphony found her mother completely naked, standing in her walk-in closet looking at her clothes.
"I really don't know what to wear," Rebecca said, unconsciously covering her tits with her hands.
Symphony looked at her mom. Strange things were happening in Symphony's mind and she made no attempt to rationalize anything. She was horny. Damn, she was horny! The wild fucking she had gotten from her father the night before had really turned her on and now she wanted more of it. There was something absolutely delicious about getting it on with someone in the family and Symphony wanted more of it. More... more... more...
Symphony looked at her mom's firm body, smiling. Her mother, at thirty-four, had kept herself in excellent shape. Her legs were smoothly tapered. No ugly marks of fat anywhere. Perhaps her ass was a little larger than it needed to be, Symphony mused, but that was okay. Many men liked a big ass. And the tits. Yeah, her tits were fine. Not as large as Symphony's--very few women were so well endowed--but her mom was a big-titted woman just the same.
"Symphony, don't look at me that way," Rebecca said, a cool shiver tickling her spine. "You're making me feel uncomfortable."
Symphony stepped closer and grabbed her mom's wrists, then pulled her hands off the swelling tits. Symphony's eyes took in the brown nipples and her mouth watered. She could hear her mom's hoarse breathing, sensed how her mother was powerless against her.
Bending forward, Symphony caught one pointed nipple between her full lips. She sucked on the little bud, flicking her tongue back and forth over it while her lips chewed lightly. Then she worked her way slowly down the inside slope of the tit to the other nipple. Her tongue left a saliva trail from one nipple to the next. Symphony sucked, pulling her lips back to nip at the bud with her teeth. She heard her mom groan and felt her struggle weakly, trying to free her hands.
"Symphony, don't do this," Rebecca groaned quietly. "This is wrong. All wrong."
Symphony bared her teeth and bit the nipple in her mouth, causing her mom to squirm uncomfortably. It wasn't really painful, but it wasn't like Symphony's tender caresses, either.
"Ouch! You're hurting me!"
"Then don't try and deny me." Symphony's eyes held that now- familiar challenge. The power-trip that her father was on had rubbed off on her and she liked it. "Sure, you're older than I am, but I know more about fucking around than you do. Hell, besides dad, how many lovers have you had?"
When her mom didn't answer, Symphony made a move to bite her nipple again.
"Two! Shell and Bob. Just those two!"
"Well, I can't count how many cocks I've sucked in my life or how many guys I've fucked. That makes me the experienced one and you the beginner, doesn't it?"
Rebecca nodded. Symphony's lips curled in a satisfied smile. She was in control now and she liked it. She liked it a lot.
"Now let's find you something to wear." Symphony released her mom's wrists, placing them at her sides so her mother would know better than to hide her tits again. "Something provocative. Something blatantly sensual."
Symphony looked at her mom's clothes, her hand on her chin as she carefully examined each piece of clothing. What would be best? Something suggestive. No, Symphony thought, let's go for the whole thing. No sense in being subtle, let's be blunt!
Jack leaned back in his chair and kicked up his feet. He should have let Rebecca suck him off. So what if she's not as young as she used to be? I'm not as young as I used to be, Jack thought. The notion made him angry and he lit a cigar, chomping down viciously on the tip. He inhaled the smoke deeply and blew a plume of smoke toward the ceiling.
"I've got to fuck a young girl," Jack murmured quietly to himself. The vision of Symphony's beautiful body seemed etched in his mind. First he had jacked off in her hair, looking down at her lovely face. Then he had jacked off on her face, and that experience was one of the greatest of his life. And then, finally, he had fucked her. Fucking his young daughter, he concluded, was the best thing that had ever happened to him.
When the intercom buzzer sounded, Jack answered it angrily. "Yes? What do you want?"
"Your wife and daughter are here to see you," Jack's secretary said.
"Send them in." Jack kept his feet on the desk, wondering what the fuck they wanted now. Had Symphony told Rebecca about what happened the night before? No, she wouldn't dare, Jack thought.
When the two women entered the office, Jack's eyes nearly fell out of his head. Rebecca was wearing an old mini-skirt she hadn't worn since the early 1970's, and a short-sleeved blouse with the bottom rolled up and tied in a knot between her tits. Obviously, she wasn't wearing a bra and her tits bounced freely.
"Hello, Jack," Rebecca said, closing the door. She noticed how Jack's eyes went up and down her body, then scanned Symphony's body. "Symphony and I thought we'd see how you're doing."
"Yeah," Symphony said, sitting on the edge of Jack's desk and twisting sideways a little so her tits bulged out more. "We just wanted to know how it's hanging."
"I'm not really sure I know what you mean." Jack was trying to be cool, but the surprise showed in his voice. "How what is... hanging?"
"Your cock, dummy." Rebecca reached out and placed her palm over the lump in Jack's pants. She squeezed his cock with one hand while untying her blouse with the other. Once the knot was undone, her tits jiggled free, naked to Jack's gaze.
"You haven't been doing your duty with mom," Symphony said, plucking the cigar frown between Jack's fingers. "She needs to get fucked and she'd like to get fucked by you. If that's not possible... well, then, she'll just have to go elsewhere."
"Now what's it going to be," Rebecca taunted, releasing Jack's cock and letting her blouse slip from her shoulders to the floor. "Do I fuck you or someone else? There are plenty of men in this lumber yard who'd sell their soul to fuck me."
"Shit!" Jack exclaimed.
Rebecca and Symphony took his hands and stood him up. Symphony worked on his upper body, taking off his tie and shirt while Rebecca worked on his shoes and pants. As soon as Jack's cock was freed from his underwear, Rebecca buried the half-hard meat in her mouth, moaning long and loud.
"None of that now," Symphony scolded. "Wait until he's naked, then suck his cock."
Rebecca let Jack's cock, which was twitching to hardened life, slip from her mouth. She took off his shoes, socks, helped him step out of his pants. And then Jack was standing naked before his wife and daughter, his cock angled out, drooping slightly. Rebecca reached behind her back and pulled the zipper of her mini-skirt down and let it fall to the floor. Beneath it, she wore a lace garter belt, dark hose and high-heeled shoes.
"No panties?" Jack asked, his cock doing a little dance between his legs as it throbbed. "That's not like you, dear."
"It was Symphony's idea. In fact, this whole thing was her idea. She's quite a determined young woman, you know."
Symphony stepped back, content to just watch what was about to happen without getting actively involved. Besides, she didn't want her mom to know that she and her father were lovers. Rebecca wasn't that liberal... yet.
Rebecca and Jack stepped together slowly, almost cautiously. This was a new experience for both of them, particularly with their daughter watching them, and they felt a little uncomfortable. Jack reached around Rebecca and cupped her asscheeks in his hands, pressing her moist twat against his hard prick. She tilted her face up to loin, kissing him softly on the chest before meeting his parted lips with her own.
They kissed feverishly, tongues darting, hands groping for hot, sensitive, erotic flesh. Rebecca reached between their bodies and found his cock pressing against her belly, just above her cunt hairs. She stroked it, reaching down with her other hand to fondle his nuts which were at pussy level.
"Will you eat my cunt, Jack? Will you eat my pussy like you used to?"
"Oh, baby, you know I will."
Rebecca moved so that she was leaning against the desk, just a fraction of her weight on it with her legs kicked out, spread wide. Jack dropped to his knees and opened her cunt with his fingers. He found her tiny clit, coral red and glistening wet. A gasp came from Rebecca's throat as she felt his tongue dart out, scraping against her clit. Jack toyed with the clit briefly, then devoured it. His mouth worked over every inch of Rebecca's sizzling pussy, driving her wild.
Symphony moved closer to get a better look. As she watched her father eat her mom's pussy, her hand rubbed between her legs and she wasn't even aware that she was doing it. Briefly she wished that her camera was nearby. Filming Jack and Rebecca fucking would be a masterpiece to her cinematic career.
"Eat me! Oh! Yeah! Eat my cunt, honey! Lick my pussy!" Rebecca hissed, twitching her hips against the hard wooden desk. The sharp edge bit into her firm ass, but she didn't care. Her husband, who had neglected her for so long, was finally kneeling between her spread legs, sucking her pussy with the gusto she had long forgotten.
Jack's tongue buried several inches deep into Rebecca's cunt and he tasted her salty juices. Nothing better than sucking pussy, Jack thought as his tongue worked incessantly. He spread her cunt lips wider with his fingers, feeling Rebecca's firm body tense at his touch.
Symphony watched her father eating cunt and, in doing so, her own pussy got juicy. Stepping behind him, Symphony got down on the floor on her back. Wiggling forward, face up, she kissed his hairy ass and he raised himself slightly, giving her more room. Symphony slithered on the floor, pushing herself up until her tits were being flattened by Jack's thighs and his balls were dangling above her face. Looking up, Symphony watched him sucking her mother's pussy, then she raised her face and tickled his nut sac with her tongue.
Rebecca hadn't noticed what Symphony had done. She was leaning back on the desk, concentrating on her husband's fantastic tongue that seemed to be everywhere on and in her cunt at one time. Her nipples were rock hard, pointed, tingling.
Symphony wrapped her arms around his thighs, stroking his hard prick with just her fingertips. She sucked one nut into her hot mouth, just holding it there, letting it puff out her cheeks. Finally letting it slip from between her lips, Symphony started licking his sac again, getting it wet with her spit. She licked at that special area between the sac and the asshole and Jack's body quivered.
When Rebecca opened her eyes, all she could see of her young daughter was her slender legs, knees up, poking out behind Jack. She realized instantly what Symphony was doing and at first she thought of yelling both at Jack, for letting her suck his cock, and at Symphony. But the feelings in her cunt prevented her from doing that. Her come was welling in her body, threatening to be released. Anger was an impossibility for her at that moment.
Symphony, her arms barely long enough to reach around his legs, pushed his hard cock down toward her mouth. The long pole with the round head was difficult to push down, but Symphony finally got it at an angle where her succulent lips could caress it. She opened her mouth wide and he lowered his hips a couple inches, poking his prick into her honey-soft mouth and mashing her tits even more with his thighs.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Symphony moaned, hoping it would be loud enough for her mom to hear. She wanted her mother to really know how much she enjoyed cocksucking. Symphony's tongue slithered over his cockhead, working lightly over the taut skin. She squeezed her father's ass.
"Okay, Symphony, however you want it," Jack said, pulling his mouth from Rebecca's cunt only briefly. Then, while eating his wife's pussy, he started moving his hips back and forth slowly, fucking Symphony's tightly clamped lips.
Rebecca rested on her elbows and hooked her heel on the edge of the desk. It was glorious for her to watch Jack eat her cunt. He hadn't done that in so long, she wondered how she had survived without his ultra-erotic tongue to please her pussy.
For Symphony, moving was almost impossible. Her arms were under Jack's legs and much of his weight was pressing down on her. Even if she wanted to get away, she couldn't have. But she was happy to just lay on her back, mouth open, and let her dad work his cock between her full, soft lips. She accepted his prick happily, drawing hard on it whenever he pulled it from her mouth so that just the crown still parted her lips. A bubble of spit formed at the corner of her mouth, then trickled down the side of her face before mingling with her ebony hair. Symphony felt the powerful meat pulsating against her tongue and she wanted to drink her father's come by the gallon.
"Ohhhh! Faster, Jack! Do it faster! Eat meeeeeee!" Rebecca screamed, tossing her head back, thrusting her hips against Jack's face. Her body tightened, relaxed, tightened, relaxed--then was tossed in convulsive twitches as her come burst from her cunt. Jack licked furiously, trying to catch every drop of the juice he hadn't tasted in months.
Rebecca gulped in air as the last of her pussy juice seeped from her snatch. Then she lay back on the desk, feeling various papers sticking to her hot, perspiring skin. She stared at the ceiling, noticing for the first time the sound of Symphony's spit- filled mouth being stuffed with cock meat.
"You little cocksucker," Rebecca said weakly, lifting her legs over Jack's head to stand near him and get a better look at what Symphony was doing. "You'd suck the cock of your own father?"
Symphony would have responded, but she was pinned to the floor and her mouth was crammed tight with her father's prick. She mumbled out something that was supposed to signify that yes she would indeed suck her dad's cock, but her reply was indistinct.
Jack leaned back and for the first time Rebecca could see Symphony's beautiful face, sticking out under Jack's spread thighs. Rebecca saw how easily and readily Symphony took his cock between her lips and Rebecca was more than a little shocked. Still, it was also a turn-on to see young Symphony being so grown up.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Jack said, reaching up and tweaking his wife's nipple. "Look at how her lips work on my cock."
Rebecca looked at Jack and Symphony. It was a weird sensation for her to watch them going at it. Rebecca's tingling tits were at face level for Jack and she held one tit in her hand and fed the rosy nipple to his lips.
"Jack, let me suck your cock," Rebecca whispered. "Will you stick your prick in my mouth like you're doing to Symphony?"
Jack got to his feet as Rebecca lay down on the floor. Symphony groaned in protest as the cock was taken from her mouth and she grabbed his prick, trying to get it back between her lips.
"Sorry, dear," Rebecca said, "but this is a job for me. Maybe you can learn a trick or two."
"I'll bet," Symphony said, trying to sound sarcastic.
Jack straddled Rebecca's body and aimed his cock at her open mouth. He pushed into her until his cockhead was pressing against the back of her throat. Then, knowing the incredible expertise of Rebecca's sucking ability, he pushed farther, driving his prick right down her throat.
"Holy shit!" Symphony murmured, watching the cock go deeper and deeper in Rebecca's mouth. She saw how her mother's throat expanded to accommodate the thick tube of meat. "I guess maybe I can learn a little something about cock sucking from you Mother."
"You're fucking right," Jack said proudly, reaming Rebecca's clutching lips with his prick. "This little lady's been sucking my cock for many years and I've never found..." Suddenly Jack realized that he nearly confessed to fucking around on Rebecca and he shut up. Rebecca was staring up at him, wondering if what she was guessing was true. "I've never found myself not enjoying it thoroughly."
Rebecca accepted Jack's explanation and worked her tongue on his delicious meat faster. Jack shoved his prick down her throat time and time again, driving so deep his fat balls flopped on her chin when his knob was in her throat.
Symphony watched them, smiling as she played with her cunt through her cut-offs. Behind Jack's undulating ass, Rebecca's tits were being shoved back and forth on her chest. Symphony's eyes trailed down farther on her mom's body until she reached the curly mass of blonde cunt hair. Her mom's legs were spread slightly and she twitched her ass on the carpeted floor. Symphony was surprised with herself when she realized that she wanted to eat her mother's pussy.
What the hell, why not? she decided finally. Symphony pushed Rebecca's legs wider apart. She heard her mother protest and felt her try to close her legs, but Symphony pushed harder and bent down, catching the aroma of her mother's cunt. Whatever reservation she had to begin with vanished instantly and she began eating cunt, perhaps clumsily in her inexperience, but frantically just the same.
Rebecca's struggle to keep Symphony from licking her pussy ended as soon as she felt that pink tongue tickling her sizzling clit. Rebecca chewed on Jack's prick as he shoved it into her mouth. Her lips puckered in as he reamed her throat, then puffed out as he drew his rod from her mouth. Even though Rebecca had come just moments earlier, she felt the come welling up in her body again. The kick she was getting from having her daughter eat her pussy was even greater than that of having Jack eat her out. It was new and exciting and shameful and sexy. Damn! So sexy!
Jack looked down at Rebecca, watching the way his cock drove down her throat. His cock slid down her throat and he felt a slight twinge of pain as his cock protested being bent in such a fashion.
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NEIGHBOUR PHOTOSHOOT Rajesh and I were chatting late at nightPriya says:Sweet dreamsRajesh says:this was for Arvind ! I suppose?Priya says:no, for u Rajesh.. to think of ur wedding anniversary ....Priya says:it is noon for him... he cannot go to bed nowRajesh says:what sweet dreams ? all scary 1’s onlyPriya says:bye and good night RajeshRajesh says:bye but u din tell me when u wan 2 use my digi cam.Rajesh says:u'll click for urself or need help?Priya says:what time u r back normally... actually...
Interesting things started happening from the moment I left Zerzinski’s house, to walk down the trail to my place. The first thing was only notable in retrospect. Another beautiful Japanese woman was walking toward Zerzinski’s place as I was leaving, as usual. She appeared to be a member of the Choto Temple. At least, most of the women who were older than teenagers seemed to be Choto members. And this one looked to be in her late twenties perhaps. Her face was lacking the usual...
I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin’ civilized tryin’ to scratch out a livin’. My pa failed in everything he tried includin’ farmin’ an' ranchin’ but him an' ma wuz never bitter an' we wuz a fairly happy family even if we wuz dirt poor. That happiness come to an end one day when I come home from my huntin’. Ma an' Pa wuz layin’ face down in the dirt in front of our cabin. My twin sister Beth an' my older sister Philomena wuz kneelin’ beside the bodies...
Introduction: Bill Tinker relate how he acquired lots of wives in late 19th century Texas. My name’s Bill Tinker an' I am 12 years old at the time I’m tellin’ you about late in 19th century Texas. I can pretty much hit anythin' with my slingshot, mostly rabbits but I can hit doves an' pheasants on the fly too. It’s a good thing too or we’d most likely starve to death.I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin’ civilized tryin’ to scratch out a livin’. My pa failed in...
“That one, sir. I admit, however, to being unaware that there was more than one Ebenezer within your ken.” “There isn’t. What can I do for you, Ebenezer?” “I am not sure, Governor. I have information from Earth that I have compared with events on Rehome, and the similarities have intrigued me.” “That sounds like the sort of curiosity that has to be explained, Ebenezer.” “To elucidate, sir: My darling Euphemia, whose hand I will take in marriage next week (along with my other darling,...
Robert had a possible solution. "Either the ground is very absorbent, and the water seeps through, or the geology is limestone, and there are underground rivers conveying the water to the sea. One could test that by measuring the salinity of the ocean about a kilometre from the shore. Where an underground river meets the ocean, the salinity level will drop markedly, due to the freshwater input. I am not sure how we could run these tests, though." The Personalia voice intruded, "That is...
"Miss Proctor, may I call you Ruth? I was under the apprehension that your talent lay in undercover situations. Your attire does not give that impression to me. Have you any explanation?" Ruth looked surprised. "Sorry, Madam. I was given to believe that this was a business meeting, to discuss a new task. I dressed accordingly. When it comes to my work, I will dress appropriately for that environment." "Ah. That is all right, then. I unfortunately assumed that this was your normal mode...
"Freda, what is your husband doing with this girl? Is he intending to marry her?" "Eh? How would I know? I haven't spoken with him. I don't really want to know what he is up to with her." "Oh. I see. It was just that ... if he actually wanted to marry her, he would have to get your approval, wouldn't he?" "My approval? Don't be daft, Margo! Why would I consent to that? I haven't even divorced him yet." "Divorce? How do you mean, Freda?" "Well, I haven't got around to...
The professor wanted to see the fish market and meet some fishermen, so Tom got permission from his boss – his wife - to escort her there and make the introductions. The market was simply an area next to the harbour, with a few stalls erected to protect the catches from the sunshine – on the days when it was sunny. Otherwise it was to shelter the fish from the drying winds from onshore. Tom explained that you had to time your visit correctly. If you arrived just as the fisherman came...
Eventually the train arrived at the very basic structure that was the station for the new village. The passengers alighting at the station got off, including the Montford sisters and their tourist guide. Then the flatcar and its cargo was shunted into the single siding and uncoupled, so the train could continue to its final destination. Amelia operated the controls to swing the ramp round to land on the hard compacted earth, then returned to the caravan to back it off, down the ramp on to...
Preparations for the wedding were as complete as was possible. The guests were all Rehome residents except for the Montfords and Mrs Cross. The Governor, his wives and household staff were there, as were John Wilson and a few representatives of the tourist body that Amelia worked for. The Director of Education, Jennifer Prentice was there and Trevor's other boss, Pam Humbert. Unusually for a human wedding, Mother Narech was there on behalf of the Personalia and the Malans. The others were...
You've just finished kneeling in front of Charles, sucking and licking his monster cock while Jamie snapped pictures of you performing...but the thought in the back of your mind has always been about how this thick, long cock will feel in your pussy...you're torn between thoughts of your own pleasure and being unfaithful to Jamie...he's told you time and time again, it's not being unfaithful, you've been given permission from him...but still...then you see Charles's cock again, standing rigid...
I believe you have seen or at least watched an ad about this one particular series? Haha. Well if you don’t basically it’s a series where the fathers swap their daughters based on the themes like graduation and stuffs. Here is a story of my own. (If there is one like this then it would be really unintentional. Really. ) Since the story revolves around 4 person, the perspective of the story will change. MARK “Hey Mark, have you seen this new website?” Dave, my old friend and...
Monday Janet Vargas settled into her office for the day. She had been Principal of Clinton High School for many years but had always hated this task — the annual budget and next year's personnel issues. Books, equipment, paper, pens, replacement desks, replacement chairs, building maintenance, the cafeteria, the list went on and on and on. And personnel! Old teachers retired or transferred, new teachers had to be found and trained, even teachers that stayed on from year-to-year needed skills...
The ranch we bought belonged to a widder that wanted to move to Tarrant County where her son now lived. She already sold off the livestock an’ everything else so there wuzn’t much left except the buildings, a corral an’ fences. Of the buildings there wuz the ranch house, a barn and a bunk house where the hired help stayed. There wuzn’t no hired help left an’ that wuz fine with me. I intended to use that building as sleeping quarters for the children while we gradually built on the main...
Introduction: Bill Tinker relates how he acquired lots of wives in late 19th century Texas. I was telling y’all about moving close to Austin an’ getting another wife but I wuzn’t gonna tell you no more unless you told me how y’all liked my story so far. Well, enough of you said you did that I decided to tell you a bit more. The other wife comes later in my story so I better not get ahead of myself.The ranch we bought belonged to a widder that wanted to move to Tarrant County where her son now...
My name's Bill Tinker an' I am 12 years old at the time I'm tellin' you about late in 19th century Texas. I can pretty much hit anythin' with my slingshot, mostly rabbits but I can hit doves an' pheasants on the fly too. It's a good thing too or we'd most likely starve to death. I lived with my ma an' pa an' my two sisters miles from anythin' civilized tryin' to scratch out a livin'. My pa failed in everything he tried includin' farmin' an' ranchin' but him an' ma wuz never...
Here’s Chapter 2 (of 14, altogether). I really appreciate the feedback, whether by voting or by dropping me a line. Hope you like Chapter 2! ***** ‘I love Japan, and so many things about Japanese culture, but the lack of furniture drives me nuts,’ Zerzinski said, as he sat down on the couch. ‘Why don’t they all get back problems from sitting on the floor all the time?’ he continued. ‘I don’t know how that works.’ He had a warmth about him that I hadn’t expected. I had never met him til...
On the eighteenth anniversary of the son of my best friend, Oksana, I decided to give him a really worthy gift of this event. I knew he wanted to be a photographer and become famous for his work, but he didn't have a good camera. I bought a good professional camera for him. Let it was quite expensive, but I really wanted to pamper Andrew.Andrew was quite a nice sociable young man, of medium height, but without the impressive muscles. In General, he made a good impression, but as a man I never...
I’m gonna share something personal today that is a major part of our lives. Me and Birgit haven’t shared an important news with you – we’re going to be parents. Yes, Birgit is pregnant since the first night in Ibiza. Weird, isn’t it? For many conservative people we might now seem officially the crazy ones, but it is our life and neither one of us see any problem with pregnancy and our common interest. Maybe you know that many pregnant women tend to be sexually more eager than usually.Like every...
TrueHello guys & gals, this is the 1st time I’ve seen a website like this where we can share our real life sex stories. I was browsing through porn sites yesterday (2nd Feb’15) and somehow reached this site, I was surprised and amazed with the stories,” THANK YOU; not sure how to ISS” and hope all the stories are real life. About me: This is Rakesh Cupid, athletic body type, working in a leading MNC and living in Hyderabad. I’ve stories from my childhood, even before the sperm production has...
IncestWell, what a morning. Woke early on this fine wet bank holiday Monday morning. Came down stairs to find everything quiet so dressed only in my big comfy house coat. I got my laptop out and started to browse through the available porn.About an hour into it as I'm thinking of wacking off a sneaky one in the front room, I heard stirring from the daughters room above me, the toilet flush then I heard her bedroom door shut. Believing my step daughter has shuffled back off to bed, I got back into...
(The following story is a compilation of e-mails between Lindy and her cyber daddy.)Standing naked before the full length mirror Lindy sees a sensual, petite woman of twenty.. with black curly hair and blue eyes. Her tanned skin stands in contrast to her alabaster 32 B boobs which frame her pinkish-brown nipples. They are hard and pointy as she strokes her full black pussy pelt thinking about her dominate daddy fantasy…Sitting down she spreads lotion over the soft skin of her legs and feet....
Judith was late in getting up this morning. Georgina noticed, and remarked on it to the teenager. "Are you all right, Judith? You seem a bit lethargic this morning." The younger woman looked glum. "I am a bit under the weather, Georgina dear. My tummy is a bit uneasy this morning. I don't know what the matter is." Georgina had a glimmer of an idea. "Judith, dear? When is your period due? Is this perhaps period pains coming on?" "Oh, no. I don't think so. My period is due ... oh ......
"Nope. Not for now. You have to see the doctor, first. I'd hate to do something wrong, through ignorance. You agree, Peggy?" "Yes, I see what you mean. You do things right, don't you, Trevor?" "I do my best, Peggy. At least, I try to, when I know what I am doing." The remainder of that day went smoothly. Peggy produced a satisfactory evening meal, and all the babies behaved themselves – almost! There were the usual "feed me!" or " change my nappy" cries, but their mothers coped...
The machine Person at the other end of the conversation had a laugh at the thought of a Robin Hood-style attack. "We shall act accordingly, Governor." They put their first digital attack into operation immediately. Before long, they had accounts bulging with cash in banks all over the Earth. At the same time, The owners of the depleted accounts became frantic, trying to work out what had happened to their cash assets. There was an automatic assumption that some human agency was...