Her breaths came out hot and heavy as she knelt on the ground outside of the doorway. The light from the sunrise casted just enough brightness to illuminate the room. More importantly, it illuminated who was in the room. Mallory worked her middle finger in and out of her pussy as she leaned into the doorframe.
Freshly oozing cum leaked down her hand and off her wrist onto the pale carpet beneath her. In the room she watched a thick hulking silhouette shift in bed. Thick arms, rippling with muscle pumped up and down. She pressed her face to the crack in the door. ‘Oh yeah. Just like that.’ She moaned in her mind as she started finger fucking her pussy harder.
Her long brown hair plastered itself to her damp back as sweat glistened off her coconut tan skin. Her breaths grew ragged and staggered as the orgasm that she had been working on for the last five minutes finally began to climax. Her thighs quivered and her back ached. Her large C cupped breasts jiggled gently as she swayed.
Soft peach and melon shades of sunlight broke over the tree line bathing the room in brightness illuminating the details that she had been so richly craving. She watched as he stood up from his bed and leaned against the wall parallel to the window. “Oh fuck” she whispered as the silhouette of his enormous penis came into perfect view.
There wasn’t a single thing about him that wasn’t large. His thighs were bigger than her torso. His biceps were bigger than her head. He stood six foot three with room still to grow. She watched him grip his fleshy staff with both hands. ‘Both hands!’ She realized. He pumped his enormous rod and then he flexed. In the morning sunlight, she could just make out his toned muscles as they rippled and flexed all at once.
She pounded her finger as hard and fast as she could into her tightening vagina, the climax had reached its peak and she embraced the orgasm. Her hazel eyes beamed with amazement as thick jets of cum surged from his massive penis and splattered the wall. One after another, after another stream of cum splashed the wall until finally the onslaught of his orgasm receded.
However, his thick fleshy sword didn’t droop or even waiver in the slightest. It remained hard and throbbing.
An alarm went off and both him and her jumped in surprise. She pushed away from the wall and hurriedly walked back downstairs hoping she didn’t hit the creaky step along the way.
Every morning, for eight months straight. This had been her daily routine. Go to bed by nine. Get up by four-thirty and watch her morning peep show. She slid quietly across the downstairs living room and into her room.
*****
Sean picked up a wad of paper towels and wiped up the ounces of thick gooey semen that plastered the eggshell white wall. He had made the unfortunate mistake nearly a year prior of leaving it and his mother had found it. Telling her it had been dried Vaseline had worked to avoid any further questioning. He tossed the now heavy wad of semen soaked paper towels in his trash bin and headed for the shower. He worked tirelessly to stay in peak physical form. He had a perfect genetic make-up for body building and his job allowed him the time to do it too. He walked out into the hall and stepped in a damp spot just outside his door. He gave it a moment of pause before heading towards the shower.
*****
‘I watched him again’ Mallory wrote in her journal. ‘I watched my brother masturbate. He is so fucking hot I can’t help it. I keep dreaming of telling my little brother how I feel and how much I want him. I just can’t. Not yet. He came a lot though. It was like a fire hose. It would be incredible to feel that. All his thick hot cum on me…in me.’ She reached down and touched herself again.
‘I know it’s wrong to feel this way about my little brother but I just…I can’t help it.’ She closed up her journal and slid it under her queen sized bed. Her room was standard sized with the bed pressed up against the far corner adjacent from the door. Her dresser sat in the corner across from the foot of her bed.
A small table next to the door held her twenty-four inch television. She switched it on and immediately a porn scene began playing. A blonde haired girl was sitting on the couch next to her brown haired ‘brother’ as they worked on homework. Mallory had turned twenty three five months ago, far too old to be doing homework on the couch with her brother.
She watched as the girl stole glances at the guy seeing if he noticed her when she opened her legs revealing she had no panties on. Her shaved pelvis left her pink and obviously wet labia open to see clearly. The guy didn’t look though. He was focused on ‘homework’ which she quickly set down.
“Hey big brother?” The sister asked.
“What is it?” The brother asked in response.
“Do you think I’m pretty?”
“Well yeah I do. You are very pretty. Why do you ask?”
“Well I guess I have just been feeling a little…insecure.” She said as she inched her skirt down to her thighs and stopped.
“What about your boyfriend Mark?” The brother asked.
“Oh no, we broke up yesterday.”
“How come?” He asked.
“Well, he just didn’t have what I wanted.” She said and started unbuttoning her white shirt. The brother glanced over and the screen focused on the thick bulge in his gym shorts.
Mallory dreamed of a scenario where she could lure her younger brother into a sexual situation. She had written several ideas down none of them she could follow through with. She sat back against the wall and began gently rubbing her pussy as she watched the porn play out.
*****
Sean got dressed in his usual work attire. Baggy black cargo pants, black shoes and a tight black short sleeved shirt. He headed down the stairs and paused when he noticed the light of his sister’s room was in. He could see the shifting colors under the door and he quietly walked over and pressed his ear to the door.
Immediately he heard sounds of moaning and knew she was watching television. He almost thought about walking in on her but decided against it. He headed out and went to work.
*****
Jennifer sat at her desk wearing a long black sun dress with a gold chain belt around her size five waist. She had an unusually ideal hour glass shape. Her B cup breasts matched her toned ass. Her tight sloping shoulders matched her curved hips. Despite being thirty-one she looked like she was in her early twenties.
Long black hair, brilliant blue eyes that sparkled like lapis lazuli gems. Her skin was the color and shade of pure ivory. On anyone else it would’ve looked wrong. She walked on the tiled floor with two inch black high heels that clacked with every step. The store was empty of customers but that was soon to change.
She had the only store across the entire city that had one product which could not be bought anywhere else. ‘Fantasy Pleasures’ was a store that she had built up herself. It had taken her five years to get the store firing on all cylinders and another three years to gain popularity through merchandise. For the last two years though, she had made more money than ever.
It was all thanks to one person. As she walked the aisles she looked at the merchandise, making sure it was faced correctly and in the right area. The store had three aisles. The first on the left side was all sex toys. Dildos, plugs, whips, vibrators and more. The next aisle over was all sex materials that made it more…interesting. Lubricants, candies, balms.
Gels that made a man hard for hours. Pills that made a woman aroused beyond compare. The opposite side of the aisle was apparel. Fun, sexy and fashionable apparel. Bras, panties, crotchless panties, crotchless legs, shirts with dicks and others with pussies. The third aisle had fun pieces of gag gifts. Candy cocks. Jelly breasts. Sexy games for couples and parties.
Near the very back of the store were pieces of furniture, each with moving parts for him and her. Chairs that penetrated from beneath. Benches with chains. Beyond that were three rooms. The first room in the right corner was a dressing room. The room next to that was merchandise storage. The last room on the left, that was where she sold the best thing of all. The thing people had lined up for.
It made her wonder how many people were already lining up outside the front gate. Just as she walked away, the front door opened.
“Good morning Sean.” Jennifer greeted sensually.
“Morning Jen. How are things?” He asked.
Jennifer looked up at him. The hulking form of a twenty-one year old that almost brought her to her knees in arousal.
Even with high heels she stood just over five-foot-six.
“Doing well. Thanks for asking. Are you ready?” She asked.
Sean turned and walked over to the first door on the left and went in. The room was the size of a small bedroom. It had a twin sized bed in the center of the room. A tall five drawer dresser in the far right corner.
In the left was a short square table with a speaker and a mister that changed color. On a small wire rack in the right corner nearest the door were gels, lubricants and oils. Each had their own purpose which was why he made sure to label them correctly. Jennifer leaned against the doorway and watched him strip out of his pants and briefs.
She enjoyed the fact that he was hairless. Front to back he was completely waxed and completely muscular. Once naked he sprayed the room and himself with an aromatic arousal scent. One that targeted the chemicals in the brain to release extra hormones for arousal. He threw on a long black robe and tied it close.
Jennifer bit the corner of her lip as she watched him walk to her. The scent of the aroma wafted in her face and it took nearly all she had not to jump on top of him.
“Are you…did you release this morning?” She asked.
“I did.” He replied.
“Oh. Good.” She nodded with a sigh of disappointment. “Well then if you are ready I will open the doors.”
“I’m ready.” He answered.
Jennifer walked to the front of the store and pulled up the blinds one at a time. Lined out front were three customers. Three women who had flushed eager expressions on their done up faces. Jennifer slid in the key and opened the door.
“Welcome in ladies. He is ready and waiting.” She smirked and watched all three of the women walk straight down the aisle and up to Sean.
“Forms ladies. Do you have the forms?” He asked.
The first woman, a broad shouldered woman with a slight mother’s body and chestnut brown hair pulled out a piece of paper for which they had filled out online. She handed it to him eagerly.
“Janet?” Sean asked.
“Yes.” She replied taking in a long whiff of the aroma that drifted off him.
“Right this way.” He stepped to the side allowing her to walk into the dimly lit room which smelt heavily of roses and something else. Something that ate away at Janet’s better judgment. With every breath she took she grew closer and closer to throwing away her tactfulness and sprawling out on the bed, naked and inviting.
Sean made distinct eye contact with the other two women as he closed the door. He looked at the form in greater detail. He had thirty minutes to fulfill her requests which included, vaginal, oral and orgasm. It was his policy that every customer left with at least one orgasm.
“Janet? How would you like this? Gentle or more-“ he looked up to find she had taken off all her clothes and was up on the bed, legs open and dark pink pussy soaking wet.
“Don’t worry about the details. I want your cock inside me.” She said demandingly.
Sean pulled away the draw strings of his robe and let it flow open.
Janet’s eyes went wide with terror and bewilderment. His cock looked like any normal penis. It had a rigid head and a vein covered body, except it was massive. Not just in length but in girth. He slid his fleshy rod along her stomach and she watched as it moved past her belly button by nearly three inches. It was as if someone had sewn on a monster dildo to his body.
He pulled back and pressed just the tip of his cock inside her wet pussy. The sheer size of the first two inches was more than Janet was prepared for. He slowly pushed and pulled two inches of himself in and out of her pussy. Her lips made words but her voice was lost in heavy breaths.
“More.” She whined. Sean slid another two inches into her pussy and she gasped. His thick cock stretched her canal in a way she had never felt before. Her own husband, a five inch cock which he managed to use for five whole minutes at a time was nothing in comparison to this.
“Oh god! More!” She moaned.
Sean grabbed her by the legs and began steadily moving inside of her. Adding one inch at a time until he was firmly pressing against her cervix. The moan that escaped her lips was one that she had never heard come from her own mouth. It was a pure blissfully painful moan of intense wild pleasure.
The dam to her welled up arousal that she had contained for so many years gave way.
“Fuck me! Harder!”
Sean picked her up like some wet puppy and plopped her down on her hands and knees. Grabbing her hips he thrusted deep into her pussy. Six solid inches of his cock plunged into the sopping wet depths of her vagina.
“Fuck yes!” She screamed as she felt his thick hot cock strike her cervix with merciless pleasure. Again and again he pounded her cervix and filled her entire vagina. Nothing had ever filled her entirely before except for giving birth to her two children. Her moans filled the room and leaked out through the gaps under the door.
The two omen outside grew restless with arousal and desire as they heard her muffled moans.
“Fuck! I’m gonna cum-oh god I’m cumming!” She moaned and leaned into him as an orgasm washed through her and coated his cock with creamy cervical mucus. He glanced over at the clock.
“Ten more minutes.” He said.
“What? No.” She said, feeling as though only five minutes had passed. The facet to her arousal was flowing and after so long she didn’t want it to stop.
“Fuck me again. Please!” She begged.
“Get on your back.” He ordered in a deep masculine voice.
She flopped onto her back and watched as he grabbed a purple vibrator from the dresser drawer and lubricated its head. Sean pulled her closer and slid his thick veined fleshy spear inside her sore and dripping wet pussy. Janet didn’t bother restraining her moans. She didn’t care who heard.
Her moans turned to screams as he put the vibrator on her clitoris and began moving in tight circles.
“Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!” She hyperventilated as another orgasm rushed through her. Her body quivered and her thighs shook. “Oh fuck!” She shouted as he turned up the vibrator and began moving up and down her clitoris.
He pressed his cock hard against her cervix and tortured her clitoris. Janet’s mind went blank as her thoughts turned to blissful torture. Her face turned a bright red and it was obvious she had forgotten to breathe as the orgasm she was experiencing stretched on.
“Janet. Breathe. You have to breathe.” He said and pulled the vibrator away and pulled out just as the alarm went off. She took a deep breath in and gasped for air.
“Fuck me that was incredible!” She coughed out. She got dressed and began putting her pants on first and then her panties on after.
“Umm Janet?” Sean pointed at her panties which were now on the outside of her pants. She chuckled and got redressed. After pulling herself together she pulled out her wallet and handed him a solid one-hundred dollar bill.
“I’ll see you soon.” She smiled and walked bow legged out of the room.
Sean looked to the now four women who had the expression of awe and arousal plastered on their faces.
“Who is next?”
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/poqcxo/a_sons_submissives_part_one