“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Final Chapter Eleven [MMMF, MF, Incest] nsfw

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER ELEVEN**

“This gadget makes pretty good coffee,” Tom said. He stood at one end of the marble island in the Jacobs’ kitchen, downing his morning double espresso. He stopped scrolling through his email long enough to take a closer look at the stainless steel Gaggia sitting on the countertop. “When’d we get it?”

“About three months ago.” Melissa looked up briefly from her reading. “Glad you like it. I cashed out your 401K for it.”

“Cute. What are you reading?”

“Greenleaf Gazette. It’s what they call a ‘newspaper.’ Local doings.”

“Hope there’s nothing interesting in there about Oakmore.”

“Not a word. Hey, you’ve been awfully tight-lipped about the whole Milt Stewart thing. What exactly was going on down there? Or is it maybe still going on?”

Tom looked alarmed. “Nothing to write home about. A touch of embezzlement is all,” he mumbled, glancing up at the clock. “Look at the time. Long day ahead.” He finished his coffee and went to rinse the cup.

“Dad, it’s a freaking national holiday!” Ben protested. He hovered at the microwave waiting for his egg and sausage muffin, having feigned disinterest in his parents’ conversation until just now.

Woodhaven school girls part 5

Tiffany Jones smiled as she prepared herself for class. She was as usual naked, and the class would be in session in a few minutes. Today, she was going to give the class another live demonstartion of sexual pleasure. The principal was always eager to assist, and his cock would always be hard and ready for her. And, doing it in front of a classroom full of naked, horny 18 year old girls, was kinky and exciting as all hell.

Her class came in, smiling and bidding her a good morning, quckly stripping, then taking to their desks, standing, waiting for Tiffy. She had gotten to enjoy this morning ritual very much. She started down the aisles, giving each student a big smile, cupping their labial regions and a swirling caress of her fingers.

“Nice neat, tidy bush Laura….So smooth, so bare, so nice Carole….Love that sexy diamond shape Ashley…”

Little coos of pleasure greeted her ministrations, and Tiffany could feel her juices starting to perk, feeling up the sexy mons of her students powered her lust up. She returned to the head of the class.

“Today, sexual positions, part 2.”

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“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Ten of eleven [MMF, FM, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER TEN**

Melissa tip-toed naked into Ben’s room. Late morning sunlight peeked around the drawn shades, casting long shadows across his sleeping form. He lay sprawled atop the sheets clad only in his black cotton boxer briefs. He’d crashed pretty hard after the party. She envied him the youthful ability to go at full-throttle all day and then fall fast asleep as soon as he hit the mattress.

She hadn’t slept in her own bed. When she and Ben had arrived home in the wee hours, Tom had already been dead to the world and snoring like a chainsaw. Thanks to Ruth’s tale-telling last night, at least Melissa now understood what was so physically exhausting about a career in hotel management.

So, she’d tried to sleep on the living room couch. But worry had kept her wide awake. What would happen now to her new friends, because of Ruth’s vengeful husband? She was concerned for all of them, but she thought most about Sharon. Melissa was learning to see through the blonde’s brash persona to the vulnerable woman within. She could hurt. Despite Melissa’s fury earlier last evening, she was also finding that she cared very much for her neighbor’s well-being.

The Police Officer

“Ugh! I am so sick of this place,” I exclaim as I get into my car. I just got off work, which was a particularly rough day. So, I decide that I’m going to with myself since I have a forty-five minute commute home as I pull out of the parking lot. As soon as I hit the road and had to seconds without someone next to me or coming my way, I take off my shirt and bra. I start to rub and flick my nipples to get them hard. Then, I pinch and pull on them, moaning out from the stimulation, getting turned on. So, at the stop light, I took off my pants and panties. When the air hit my dripping wet pussy, I had to gasp from the coolness. I take my free hand and start to slowly rub my clit, savoring the heat rising through my center. Then rubbing up and down the entire slit of my lips, feeling the opening of my pussy. Finally, I put two fingers into my entrance and moan out as my fingers go in and out. The faster I was thrusting with my fingers, the faster I was driving, unaware of what I was doing in the heat of the moment… until I hear the sirens. 

Post Yoga Naughtiness

I was driving home after a sweaty vinyasa class over my lunch break – I loved being able to sneak out for a yoga class now that my studio was open again. The day was heating up….mid-July with a the temperature to match and I had the a/c on nearly full blast as I drove home. Normally, you would have joined me but your schedule wouldn’t allow for that today. I pulled into the garage, shut the door and headed into the house. I heard your voice….still stuck the same meeting as when I left from the sound of it and I stopped at your door to let you know I was back. You smiled and waved me over as you continued talking. I walked over next to your chair and laid my hand on your shoulder as you slipped one arm around my waist and pulled me closer. My arm slid to the chair back and I leaned down so I could kiss your head softly. Your call was wrapping up and you were holding me tight so I relaxed against you and waited. After hanging up, you turned your body towards me, nudging my body to face you. Your face was level with my boobs and you rubbed your sexy scruffy face in my cleavage. I giggled and warned, “I need a shower babe…challenging class today” and you kissed the swell of each boob before releasing me.

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Lazy Summer Saturday

My eyes flutter open and I can see light filtering in around the drawn blinds in our bedroom. I moan softly and smile as I feel you pull me close from behind. You are chilly, having just returned from letting the dogs out and your cool bare skin feels lovely on my warm body. I breathe out slowly and relax against you realizing it’s Saturday. No work for two whole days, I think as your hands closes over my left boob and gives it a friendly squeeze. I’m torn between more sleep and some fooling around but when you take my nipple between two fingers and roll them, my decision is made. I feel your warm soft lips moving over my shoulder and on the back of my neck, your breath tickling me and sending tingles over my body. “Baby is getting aroused?”, you ask in a low sleepy voice. Fuck, that voice…I feel my pussy contract in response.

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Tales From Boarding School: A True Story. (#1)

When I (21 F) was a junior in high school, I began attending a military boarding school several states away from my home. I was a devious teenager so my parents weren’t sad to see me go, but going to boarding school was mostly my decision. I have always welcomed change. I have always been a small girl. Back then-just like now-I was short, skinny and tan, with small breasts and a large butt. I dyed my hair blue-black and drew skulls and upside-down crosses on myself with sharpies during class. Me and my friends snuck in alcohol and cigarettes at the risk of suspension (or expulsion after first offense).

There was a guy named Cam Hanover at my school. He was nice. We had talked a few times before, and he was one of the teachers’ sons. His hair was cut short like the other boys at the military school. It was dirty-blonde in color, and his skin was pale. I knew he was smart, and not straight-edge. He was a runner, and you could tell by looking at his calves. He wasn’t a boarding student, as he lived with his mother (who had been my teacher the previous year), Ms. Hanover in town.

“The Mom Next Door” – another tribute to 1980s porn paperbacks by Tad Overdon – Chapter Nine of eleven [MMF, FFM, FM, FF, Incest]

# “The Mom Next Door” by Tad Overdon

**CHAPTER NINE**

This late in the evening, there was still enough of an early summer chill coming in off the lake for much of the party to have moved indoors.

At one end of the white leather sectional sofa in Sharon’s living room, Donna Thornton, the minister’s wife, was locked in a passionate sixty-nine with her daughter Rachel. On the carpet next to them big-breasted Jamie Aldrich humped her ass up to meet younger brother Trey’s jack-hammering cock thrusts.

Alice Tilson sat at the other end of the sofa with her ass perched on the edge of the cushion and her legs wide open. Ruth Stewart knelt on her hands and knees between Alice’s thighs, tracing her tongue up and down her punkish friend’s streaming cleft. When the redhead rolled her tongue over the jeweled barbell piercing in Alice’s clitoral hood, the metal rubbed her little pink love button so that Alice wriggled and purred. Alice always looked forward to her suck sessions with Ruth, who had a special genius for oral sex of any kind.

Tim discover’s his step sister’s secret, part 21

Just before the story….Hey you, the one who’s been plagerizing MY stories, and posting them on another site. You know who the hell you are, my stories have time stamped copyrights from their original posting sites. The admins on the site have been notified that you violated copright, and their Terms Of Service. I would suggest that you remove those stories, before They remove YOU. Plagerizing is so NOT COOL, think up your own stories, and stop being a story thief. Now, on with the show…

copyright, 09/23/2020 by groomleader.

Part 21, Maddie gets fucked.

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“Ok Tim, I got Maddie all strirred up the other night, she wants to get fucked, let’s give her what she’s dripping for!”