Jennifers New Life
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"Fuck my ass," Jennifer Smith was whimpering aloud, breathing and biting into the soft pillow beneath her head. The 39 year old glasses-wearing assistant sales-director, wife, and mother of two was positioned on her marital bed on hands and knees with her perfectly shaped ass in the air. Her husband Tim was sitting in a chair in the corner pumping his own meat, and her 19 year old son Mark was sitting on his knees behind her, about to insert his 8 incher into the only orifice belonging to this mother that he hadn't taken yet.
Mark had been fucking his mother in the presence of his father ever since that day earlier in the week when they had surprised Jennifer with the fulfillment of one of her greatest fantasies. The young man and his mom had been living out their fantasies in the subsequent days while Tim stayed clear for the most part.
There were short periods during the days that Jennifer thought about how it had come to this. It was not too long ago, after all, that she and her husband barely had what could be called a successful marriage. Their sex life had gotten to be virtually non-existent.
Was it this fact, perhaps, that initiated Jennifer to start paying attention to the physical development of her son? Was it her need for sexual release, and not getting it from her husband during the past few years, that had made the brunette watch her son with an eye that was not altogether 'motherly'? It was about a year ago that Jennifer had made herself cum deliberately whilst thinking about her son. She had been feeling guilty for a short period after that. But it wouldn't stop her from repeating it, until finally she stopped feeling guilty altogether about fantasizing about, and masturbating to thoughts of having sex with her boy.
After some heavy arguments and an emotional breakdown, Jennifer and Tim had finally gotten their issues out in the open, and the process of repairing their marriage had begun. To both their delight, the love they felt in the beginning came back in spades, and their bond became even more intimate than it ever was.
When their mutual trust was earned back again, they had been revealing their innermost sexual fantasies and their sex life had never been better.
Despite the fact that their marriage was back to being the way it used to be, and their bedroom antics fresh and revived, Jennifer did not stop having her secret fantasies. The gates had been opened, and there was no turning back. The mother was happier than she'd ever been the moment she had revealed her secret incestuous fantasies to Tim, and found out that rather than having a problem with it, it turned him on to no end. It felt like a big wave of liberation crashing over her.
In a declaration of sorts of his love for his wife, Tim had secretly been working on gauging his son on the subject of taboo love, and subsequently preparing Mark to fulfill his mother's fantasies. The rest is history.
Mark had been jerking off thinking about doing his very own mother for years. Ever since the boy had gotten into the rhythm of masturbating and fantasizing, images of his mother started running through his mind. He had always loved her dearly, but his mother's physical beauty also never went unnoticed with him. When sexual imagery started playing a part in his teenage life, he started noticing the curves of her body. His sister's body didn't exactly go unnoticed either, but it was his mother that did the trick more than anything.
He would pay attention in ways unbecoming a son, to the shape of her tits behind her shirts and sweaters, and at some point even her bra when he caught her coming out of the bathroom in just her underwear. That instance was the single greatest moment of his teenage years, as Jennifer's nipples were hard and were poking clearly through the material. Outside of seeing her tits bared, there was no way he would have gotten a better view of her fleshy boobs.
Her ass didn't go unnoticed either. He would pay close attention to it when she would wiggle it while walking by, or when it was flattened as she sat down on a chair. At those moments, there was nothing he wanted more but to lay his hand on the seat of the chair, palm up, and feel his mother sit her soft rump down right on his upturned hand.
There was basically nothing about his mother that went unnoticed from that period on. The shape of her tits and ass, even if covered by clothing, were enough to stimulate his hottest fantasies. The clothes she wore could add spice to them, especially when she decided to go to work wearing skirts and nylon stockings. He would have given anything to see his mother in those hot looking lingerie things. Those garter belts with the stockings attached to it with elastic bands.
She could lick her lips and Mark would wonder how it would feel if she licked his lips instead. His fantasies about his mother turned gorgeous women that wear glasses and have their hair in a bun into a fetish or sorts. Thanks to his mother he would always find women like that hot somehow; the mousy-yet-good looking librarian types.
As the years of his teenage-dom passed by, he had also learned to sneak into his parents' bedroom, particularly when they were out of the house. He would look around and invade their privacy by checking out the cabinets and closet. He hit the jackpot one day when he found his mother's vibrator in a box in the back of the closet.
His entire body trembling with excitement and suspense, he imagined the white object being shoved in and out of his mother's cunt. The surface pushing in the ridge of her vaginal opening, and making her labia wrap around the rod as she pushed the vibrating fuck stick into her wet, sucking hole. And then the surface of the vibrator, pulling the rim of her pussy-opening outward, and her labia moving aside again, as she pulled the buzzing cunt-poker out of her hairy snatch. In his mind, Mark could see his mother lying on her bed completely naked, wearing nothing but her glasses, her brown curly hair spread out on the pillow, and panting. She would squeeze a tit with one hand, twisting the dark, stiff nipple of it between thumb and index finger. And with the vibrator in her other hand, she would fuck herself hard and fast; the buzzing fuck-stick making squelching sounds as it slipped in and out of the hair framed slit. She would spread her luscious legs wide and pull her knees up toward her tits, thus exposing her whole crotch, from her knotted clit to her dark, wrinkled asshole twitching in the crack between her soft ass-globes. Her toes would curl as she would wrap both hands around the humming tool to poke it mercilessly into her sucking, sloshing twat. Her tits would be caught between her stretched arms and bulge outward, the nipples stiffer than normal. A grimace of self absorbed lust would take over her pretty face. The contrast between the 'librarian' look of his mother, and the expression on her face would be great. A beautiful, yet somewhat nerdy looking woman, and hot, masturbating slut both in one body.
In his fantasy, Mark could almost smell it. The smell of his mother's pussy as it was being invaded time and time again by the battery powered sex tool. The scent of a hot, masturbating mother filling her bedroom.
Mark had then wondered if he would be able to smell her; smell his mother, on her electric fuck buddy. He had held the white rod under his nose and although he couldn't compare it to anything he had known, he had smelled something on the thing that sent a shiver down his spine. Could have been more the idea of smelling his mother's cunt on the vibrator than the smell itself, but it had made his knees weak nonetheless.
He had decided to take a little lick, just to find out if it tasted like... well, what was supposed to be pussy. But after a few licks he determined that he just had no real way of knowing what it was that he tasted, and whether it really was his mother's dried juice flavor.
Ever since that day, Mark would often see, feel, smell and taste the thing. Just the notion that his mother was using it to fuck her needy, horny cunt had been more enough for him to get himself off playing around with it. He had loved the idea that the vibrator was rubbing against his cock and balls, and would then later be inside his mother. Somehow, it made him think that at least somehow, part of her pussy was making contact with his cock and balls, and part of his dick and balls were making contact with his mother's vagina.
Not having been satisfied with playing around with her vibrator, Mark would also often rummage around in the dirty clothes hamper, looking for treasures. During the years he would use both the dirty panties of his sister and his mother, but mostly his mother's, to jack off. Often he would either hold the inside of them under his nose, or turn them inside out and ball them up to stuff in his mouth while he pumped his cock thinking about eating her out. Other times he would turn them inside out and wrap them around his shaft to jack off with them.
In the end, throughout the years before the present day, Mark would have turned out to have prepared himself for doing the real thing. The only thing missing had been his mother's actual participation. The thought of committing incest with his mom would not be new to him, and his father wouldn't need much to convince him after carefully telling the 19 year old about his mother's hidden desires. Quite the contrary, once Mark realized his dad wasn't kidding, he thought he had died and gone to heaven.
His mother's secret fantasy had been to fuck her son; to fuck HIM. And his dad was asking him to fulfill her wish. If only both of his parents had known just how much it had been his fantasy as well.
"Please baby, shove your fat cock up into my butt. Fuck your mother hard and deep in the ass," Jennifer whimpered, looking back over her shoulder at her son. He was teasing her by rubbing the purple helmet of his prick across her needy anus several times, further coating it with the slimy lubricant oozing out of his flared piss-hole.
Mark enjoyed watching how his practically begging mother was squeezing her anal muscles; making her sphincter contract and nip at his cock-head. It seemed to try catching his dome and drawing it into her bowels.
He looked at his wanton mother looking desperately at him through the shiny glasses on her face, and started pushing the head of his dick into her shitter. Slowly the wrinkled rim of her anus yielded, and allowed his leaking mushroom tip entrance. Once the greatest circumference of his prick-head was past the tight anal ring, the rest of it slipped inside easily until his mother's ass opening closed tightly behind it. It felt like the head of his fuck-stick had been caught in a searing hot vice. His mother really needed to relax her anal muscles if he was to go all the way in.
"GODDDD..." Jennifer wailed, a mixture of pleasure and stinging pain shooting from her asshole through her whole rump. She felt as if she had her son's fist in her ass, rather than merely his admittedly wide, purple cock helmet. Thank God for him at least wetting her anal orifice with spit and pre-cum, and for the fact that his shaft was of slightly less girth than his dickhead.
"Please move slowly, son," Jennifer groaned slowly feeling the pain subside and the pleasure of the fullness taking hold of her. "Take your time going deeper. Just, slowly move your lovely cock in and out to let me get used to feeling it slide around in my ass."
"Don't worry, mom," Mark put his mother at ease. "I want you to enjoy this as much as I do. I'll let you get used to my cock, and then I'll fuck your butt hard and make you beg me to slam it in and out of you."
Mark's words served both to relax his mother's nerves, as well as to get her back into feeling like a total, incestuous slut waiting for her very own son to relentlessly start hammering his cock into her shitter.
Slowly the 19 year old started moving his rod into his mother's back passage, the tightness of her anus around his shaft making it move inward with his tool until it was stretched inward to the max, after which Mark's pole would shove deeper into her ass canal, her sphincter moving further to the root of his dick. Just a half an inch, until Mark pulled back again, this time dragging the rim of her anus outward as it tightly clasped around his meat-stick. In again, and shoving an inch deeper than before. Out again. Slowly but surely, Mark was able to slide deeper into his mother's bowels, and simultaneously allowed her to get used to being filled up and stretched wide by the girth of her son's dick.
"Fuckkk... I feel so full. Your cock fills up my ass so good, son," the 39 year old mother croaked. "You can go a bit faster and deeper now, baby. You can fuck my ass faster and deeper now."
As Jennifer laid her head on the pillow, Mark grabbed the soft, warm globes of her butt tightly; kneading them and pulling them apart at the same time as he started fucking the tightly clasping hole in between with harder thrusts. The searing hot depths of his mother's anal caverns burned his dick with pleasure and the milking feeling of her ass chute around his rod making him feel as if being jerked off with a warm, soft glove.
Mark felt the hot, squeezing rim of her anus drag up and down along the surface of his shaft, as he poked his prick in and out into his mother's bowels deeper and deeper. Only an inch or two more until the root of his cock would be within her sphincter, and his balls would be pressing into the sensitive surface surrounding her butthole.
On hands and knees, panting and groaning in perverse delight, and her toes curling, Jennifer couldn't wait for her son to really start packing his meat into her dirt pipe relentlessly and quickly. Just the awesome feeling of having her ass stuffed and stretched to its limit with her own offspring's huge tool was enough to send nerve wracking shivers down her spine. She tried her best not to make her body convulse and thrash with the delightfulness of it. And when she finally felt the clammy, soft skin of Mark's ball sack press deliciously into the sensitive, stretched skin around her shit-opening, she knew he had tunneled his dick all the way into her ass orifice.
"FUCK YEAH," Jennifer squealed with the knowledge and feeling of being filled to the brim with family cock.
"Now fuck my butt really good and hard, baby," the passionate mother told her son with pure, incestuous lust in her eyes as she looked back at him over her shoulder. "Fuck mommy's ass hard and deep. Screw that fucking asshole. Screw my ass with your juicy, fat fucking cock. FUCK IT HARD"
"You want my cock fucking your hot ass, mom?" Mark asked rhetorically as he pushed and pulled his dong into his mother's buttery, gripping ass pipe with ever harder and faster lunges. "You want your own son fucking your hot, tight butt hard, deep and fast? You want to be your own son's filthy anal whore?"
"Oh God, yessss. I want to be my own son's anal whore. I don't want you to stop fucking me up the shitter, baby. Fuck mommy's asshole like it belongs to you to do with what you want. My ass is yours. Fuck your fucking fat cock up my butthole, son. Fuck it up there nice and deep. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me..."
Enjoying the filthy dialogue between them almost as much as the actual incestuous buggering, Jennifer and her son let go of all the usual taboo inhibitions a mother and son have when speaking to each other. Whatever came to mind and seemed good enough to add even more fuel to the perverted, incestuous fire was good enough to say. Mark could feel his cock throb just from hearing his mother say those nasty things alone. And saying them certainly made Jennifer feel deliciously lewd, and nasty enough to contract the sheath of her ass even more tightly around her son's pile-driving pecker.
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Chapter 7“Fuck my ass,” Jennifer Smith was whimpering aloud, breathing and biting into the soft pillow beneath her head. The 39 year old glasses-wearing assistant sales-director, wife, and mother of two was positioned on her marital bed on hands and knees with her perfectly shaped ass in the air. Her husband Tim was sitting in a chair in the corner pumping his own meat, and her 19 year old son Mark was sitting on his knees behind her, about to insert his 8 incher into the only orifice belonging...
Jennifer returns to her old school to see how it has changedAt the age of 37, Jennifer Carson still had it. Her face was unlined and she was fitter than she had ever been in her life. Appraising her naked body in the mirror, she allowed herself a small smile of satisfaction. Her breasts were still pert and her bottom was round and smooth. On this sunny Monday morning, she would be visiting her old secondary school to appraise its current standards and decide if she was going to send her own...
Jennifer Salvatore breathed in and stood up on tip toe and strained to pull up the too-tight denim shorts over her pert little ass. Her blond hair was still damp from the shower, and hung over her shoulders in a tangled wet mess, and her bouncing figure, still struggling into the shorts, caused a droplet of water to drip from the straggly ends of her hair and to roll coolly down her back until it was absorbed in the waistband of the shorts, just as she closed the stud in front. She breathed a...
ExhibitionismJENNIFER AND HER DAUGHTERS II By Tammie Anne Freeman Chapter 3 Steve awoke to pain. "God, I hurt!" he swore. He winced as he got out of bed. He looked down at himself and saw horrible swelling all over. His arms and legs were especially swollen. He was sure that he was swollen in every place that the hair removal gel had been applied. He touched his face and felt a sharp stab of pain. He went over and stood in front of a full-length mirror in the bedroom. He saw that his face...
Chapter 6 Trenka was cussing at Bragk until the gag went in and the device inflated. Jennifer sat and watched, knowing that she was about to witness Trenka being punished for poisoning her. It was little satisfaction knowing that the girl would pay for what she did. Bragk took a knife and cut away Trenka’s thin clothes. The slave maid now lay naked, strapped to the the rack. Next she was given a four liter enema. Tears ran from her eyes as the water ran in. From the pain in her face Jennifer...
Chapter 6 Trenka was cussing at Bragk until the gag went in and the device inflated. Jennifer sat and watched, knowing that she was about to witness Trenka being punished for poisoning her. It was little satisfaction knowing that the girl would pay for what she did.Bragk took a knife and cut away Trenka's thin clothes. The slave maid now lay naked, strapped to the the rack. Next she was given a four liter enema. Tears ran from her eyes as the water ran in. From the pain in her face Jennifer...
I'm well aware that JLo thinks of me as having saved her life, and it's quite possible she's right. One day I found her stranded on the side of an almost deserted road in California's Central Valley. Jennifer's car had broken down and her cell phone no longer worked either, and I gave her a ride in my van. That day was one of the hottest on record and, had I not come along, she might very well have died of heat stroke or dehydration, and she has been grateful to me ever since. Personally, I...
Chapter 8 ‘We’ll need to change your shackles,’ the mistress said and went to a drawer and removed some more and came and held them out by Jennifer’s arm. First a solid black one, then a chrome one and finally a gold one. The mistress shook her head. She went back to the drawer and moved it’s contents around a bit before returning with a set of brass shackles. She held them up and approved of the look. Then she set about the task of unbolting the shackles that Jennifer was wearing. Jennifer...
(MMF, MM, forced, inc)Jennifer was any man's dream. At 20 she was the perfect specimen of a female, a petite woman whose blonde hair and blue eyes reminded one of her Viking heritage and lustful play in bed. And David was no exception when it came to appreciating her charms. Their relationship had been a little lopsided from the beginning. Since he'd met Jennifer about four weeks earlier, she'd pretty much run his life for him. Telling him what to wear, and were they were going to eat, and what...
Angela spent nearly two weeks wrapping things up. Most days, Frank and Angela talked long on the phone, and Frank helped her through the estate and funeral legalities, remembering his own experience when his parents died. Frank flew out for two days to attend Terrence's funeral and help with packing. The funeral was one of the most depressing events Frank had ever attended. The weather was cold and damp. Angela was red-eyed. Jennifer was completely silent and stone-faced as she huddled in...
Chapter 6It had been days since Jennifer got her surprise from Tim, her husband. And what a lovely surprise it was. Jennifer had been called by her husband at work and told to get home as soon as she could, hinting that what was waiting for her was one of her sexual fantasies come true. As Jennifer finished work that day to the best of her abilities, all that went through her mind was what it could be, from the several fantasies she had admitted to having.It turned out the be the one fantasy...
***This story contains female domination aka femdom, sissyfication, etc.***(Two weeks later...)God, it's hot. I opened my mailbox: junk mail...nothing but junk mail."Junk mail," a voice parroted my thoughts. I looked up...Heather. Iglanced around. I could have sworn there was no one near the mailboxeswhen I walked up. She was wearing what I jokingly referred to as her'housewife clothes:' a baggy sweatshirt with a wide neck and short jeanshorts. Her feet, as always, were bare. As far as I...
Chapter 3 Jennifer didn’t sl**p too well since her stomach was growling from the washing out that she had received the day before. The large volume enemas had become entrapped in the folds of her intestines and as they became dislodged during the night she had to make many trips to let out the water. As she could hear from the toilets flushing in other stalls some of the other slaves were having a similar experience. Added to that was the thin gruel and small loaf of bread that was her supper...
Teil 43Wir rauchten eine Zigarette zusammen. „Beim nächsten Mal will ich, dass du mich auch in den Arsch fickst,“ hauchte Diana mit glasig verklärten Augen der Erregung. Ich grinste, griff ihr fest an den Arsch und knetete ihn. „Mit Vergnügen.“ antwortete ich, dann sprang Diana auf, sie müsse unbedingt sofort nach Hause, sonst gäbe es Ärger und so zog sie sich an, nicht ohne Jennifers Versprechen, dass sie jederzeit vorbeikommen könne, wenn sie sich geil stylen wollte, oder auch sonst einfach...
Chapter 3Jennifer didn't sleep too well since her stomach was growling from the washing out that she had received the day before. The large volume enemas had become entrapped in the folds of her intestines and as they became dislodged during the night she had to make many trips to let out the water. As she could hear from the toilets flushing in other stalls some of the other slaves were having a similar experience. Added to that was the thin gruel and small loaf of bread that was her supper...
Part 4 will follow After several months of enduring countless, rapes and tortures, for the viewing of the paying visitors of jennifer and mark, rachael had given up her faith in escaping her personal hell. Some of the situations she was placed in were pleasurable even though they were against her will. Rachael no longer was embarrased whilst kirsty or jennifer paraded her naked in front of mark and the rest of the voyeurs who came to see her be punished. as promised Rachael was very...
Jennifer's sixteenth birthday was a bit more subdued than her fifteenth. A number of the teenagers were now paired up, and there was less flirting and posturing going on. What was there was more relaxed, as though they were doing it more for fun than extreme horniness. There was also less stratification into social cliques. Frank recognized most of Jennifer's guests. In addition to her classmates, there were a few from the karate classes, and Frank enjoyed talking about upcoming...
The 'big deal' was that the thin cotton panties didn't hide much when dry, but when wet, it was like they didn't even exist. From the backside, the view was also spectacular. Had Jennifer been wearing a thong, her butt could not have looked any better. "Come on ... lets play," she said from the middle of the pool. "Okay ... but you first," Billy said as he tossed her the ball. Jennifer pushed the ball under the water and sat on it. It provided her with just enough extra height so...
Chapter 1Jennifer Smith couldn't wait to get home. The assistant sales-director got a phone call from her husband Tim during the day and she'd been feeling giddy ever since. It was a long working day, but Tim's phone call really made her feel better. She loved her husband very much, but in the last couple of years they've had their problems. Without either of them knowing it, they were both feeling dissatisfied with their sex-life, until at one point they had an argument which almost prompted a...
Please read part 1 first. As Rachael woke up she opened her eyes and was greeted with a pale stone washed wall. It suddenly dawned on her that this was not the boat she fell asleep on; she turned over and noticed another stone wall, no decorations but only two doors. The door on the left appeared to be made of steel where as the door on the right was made of wood. She looked towards the bottom of the bed and noticed a small drawer with three drawers and an envelope on top, addressed...
Jennifer was still in the bathroom when the doorbell rang around eleven. 'That should be Donnie and his friends, ' she thought. She went to the intercom and looked at the video from the front door. Yes, it was them, alright, and on time. "Coming," she said into the intercom. Jennifer opened the door wide, presenting the guys with an unobstructed view of herself. They knew, especially Donnie, that Jennifer was a bit of a showoff, but none of them was expecting what they saw. Jennifer...