Oedipus takes a Train Part II [mF] [inc] [Mdom] [Fdom]

Day 7

Today they have reached a sort of balance. They are in physical contact a lot during the day. To others they are getting along very well but not to the somewhat disturbing heights of earlier in the trip.

Diana comes out of the shower to find him sprawled on the couch in a robe. He got in the shower first and has been waiting patiently reading a book. When she enters the little room he grins.

"I think I need your help mom." he says sounding rather earnest.

"Oh? With what love?"

He moves and loses the robe. Laying flat on the couch. His cock slightly quivering on his belly. Naked of course.

"I think I need a hand." he says and cannot suppress the grin.

She looks at him and there is a deep, twisty, hot shiver. A wave of lust. She licks her lips and drops the robe and towel on the floor. Kneeling by him she looks at his hands and up at his face. He puts his hands behind his head. She nods and strokes one finger very lightly over his dick.

Oedipus takes a Train Part I [mF] [inc]

It was the second day of a 10 day trip…

18 year old Danny and his mom Diana were taking a very long overdue vacation.

The first was spent covering distance to get to the Rocky Mountains. The trip including stopping at some point each day for an afternoon or evening at some interesting spot. Lots of amazing scenery and a lot of walking to do. The train was nice and modern and they did have a compartment. But rather than the 2 beds they had booked they had a single couch. The beds having collapsed and been removed from the other side on the last trip.

The train was full and it was take that compartment or skip it. Danny said he could sleep sitting up and she was small enough to sleep on the rest. He was half right. The first day was all traveling but the second was busy. Diana was beat. And as she lay trying to get comfortable she cursed.

"Something wrong mom?" he asks.

"Yes dammit. This excuse for a couch stinks."

"Yeah. Really. But ya know we are stuck with it and what passes for carpet under us is not very padded. You said you could not sleep there even with extra blankets remember?"

The Daddy Plan Part III [fM & ff] [inc] [voy] [bdsm]

She has never felt this hot in her life. Her entire body feels like it is on fire. White hot fire. When she brings one hand up to squeeze one of her little tits the pulse makes her ass hump the air and draws a groan from her lips. His eyes open at that. She smiles up at him.

Ellie lets go of his cock and slowly climbs onto the other end of the couch. Laying on her back she spreads first her legs and then with her hands she spreads her sopping wet pussy open. Looking him in the eyes.

"Eat me daddy. Lick my little pink pussy. Please." she begs.

Martin is lost and he knows it because he does not even think about it. Rolling towards her his hands run down her thighs. Squeezing them as he leans down. One long lick. She tastes so hot and so sweet. She moans deeply and he takes another lick. Her cunt is dripping wet and he bends his neck so lick one of the wet lines on her thigh.

"Ohhhh yesssss." she moans.

The Daddy Plan Part I [fM & ff] [inc] [voy] [bdsm]

12:23 am, backseat of a car…

"Oh fuck me. Yeah! Harder!"

17 year old Ellie Arnold moans loudly as the guy pounding his cock into her does as she asks. But even as he does she knows she is probably going to regret it. Teen boys are known for their stamina but not their control. Sure they can get it up multiple times but it never takes much to get them off. Ellie learned this and has done what she can to compensate.

She could still taste the cum in her mouth from the blowjob she gave him a little while ago. Without doing that Ronnie would just pop off in a couple of minutes of having her shaved little pussy around his dick. Ellie often wondered how it was that teen boys could jerk off so much and never learn any control.

He was already groaning. She rubs her clit hard. Between blowing him and the 3 minutes of fucking she was about to cum but she knew he would beat her to it.

He did.

Blackmail Bitch Part III [fdom] [bi] [blkmail]

Three weeks later…

Samantha is sitting on a bench eating a banana. For once she is not wearing her cock. A tiny little thong and a short skirt with a nice loose swirl felt good. Purple silk top open enough to show off the pretty purple lace bra. Black Boots that reached up to her knees completed the outfit. She was a combination of classy and slutty. Normal for her.

She is waiting. The two girls sitting across the table for her are babbling. Explanations. Excuses. Blaming the system. Their parent's expectations. People are so dull she cannot help but think. Finishing the banana she tosses the peel on the table and pulls the pocket recorder from her pocket. She waves it in the air and the other stop sputter to silence.

"Yeah. Blah blah blah. You two blew and fucked the guy who came here to administer the SAT. Getting test booklets from him you took them home. And wow! When you gave them back to him and he tossed the ones you pretended to take on the actual day… what a shock you kicked ass!"

She puts the recorder back in her pocket.

Blackmail Bitch Part II [fdom] [bi] [blkmail]

4 hours later….

"Hiya Unca Frank." Samantha waves as she walks in the big office.

Frank Jenkins is the CEO of the security company her father owns. He is not really her uncle it was just a little joke between them.

"Sam! Good to see you. I bet I know why you are here." he smiles back at her.

He is a big man. 6' 4" tall and built like a linebacker. He was one in college and he still kept in shape. Frank worked his way up from the security teams to CEO of the company and he was still a top contender in the yearly combat trials. He did not have to participate but it was a point of pride that he not only could but did well.

Sam walks across the big room. Moving around behind the desk she puts both hands on his shoulders and pushes him back. His chair rolls away from the desk as she perches her round teen butt on it.

She flashes a big smile as her hand slowly starts to move down her body. Running slowly over the curve of her left breast.

Blackmail Bitch Part I [fdom] [bi] [blkmail]

It is noon, 5th period….

Samantha Osborn has a secret.

It is not that she is a rich little bitch. Her family is possibly the richest in Boston. She goes to the best private high school, dresses in designer fashions and drives a Ferrari.

It is not that she is a lesbian. Everybody knows that especially the poor boys who are foolish enough to flirt or try to get close to her. Her acid tongue leaves them in smoking little piles in the hallways of her school. Most people have seen that happen at least once.

Certainly not the fact that she knows far more about a lot of people than anybody should. Her father owns a large security and detective firm. It is no secret that she has daddy wrapped around her well manicured little finger. What the princess wants she gets it is as simple as that.

No the secret hangs between her legs.