Free Use Office Work ch 01 (group sex) (lesbian) (multiple partners) [FF 25-35][MFM 25 – 45]

Beth got excited when she saw the advertisement. She reread it, “ISO free use executive assistant.” How many hours had she spent reading the fetish forums? Finally, something piqued her interest. Beth followed the link and read the full listing.

“If you are a free use slut and you have good office skills, we would be interested in meeting with you. We will expect that once your boundaries are set that you will never use the word no when it comes to fulfilling your free use duties. If you are interested, please reach out to schedule an in-person interview.”

Beth moved over to her computer, she quickly typed up a response and sent an email with her resume to her prospective new employer. She was excited about the prospect of free use at work. Beth reached down to gauge how wet she was, she had soaked through her panties and when she looked her yoga pants were wet as well. She started playing with her clit. She felt jolts of electricity shoot through her. In less time that she thought possible she felt an orgasm ravage through her. Beth’s body shook with an intensity she hadn’t felt in a long time.

[M47] my daughter gets involved [F18]

My wife, Carolyn and I have been married about 20 years now. The sex is there, but has slowed from our earlier days. Carolyn is about 5’4”, 36C tits, has the curves with a nice butt but not super skinny. Without sex at times, this led me to jerk more because of my libido. I was never into incest (so I thought) so I would never think of my daughter Jennifer (18)that way. Jennifer is a splitting image of my wife, just longer hair and maybe an inch taller. We were in bed watching TV, when a sex scene came on, we started to fool around. Next thing, we’re having sex. I always close the door when having sex, however, while Carolyn is sucking my dick, I noticed out of the corner of my eye, my door was slightly open. I saw Jennifer’s outline was standing there watching us.

Mommy Can’t Stop Cumming (M/S Inc.) (Adult)

I didn’t think much of it when I pulled into my driveway. I had been out drinking with an old work friend, and probably had too much to be driving, but I was home safe. Timothy’s car was parked out front, which always made me smile. In the last two years I had lost my oldest son and my husband, and Timothy was all I had left. He was such a good boy, handsome and educated. He must have worked at least sixty hours a week in his law practice, but he still had time to check up on his old mom.
I parked in the garage and stood up a little too quickly out of the car. I stumbled for a moment, but managed to catch myself on the open car door. Yeah, I definitely shouldn’t be driving. But I was home now.
I entered the house slowly, not wanting to cause a ruckus. The kitchen lights were all out, but I could hear some sounds coming from the living room. I headed that way to greet my baby boy. As I approached the living room, however, the sounds became clearer. At first I thought it might be a dog barking, but I slowly realized that it was moaning and growling. Then I heard a distinct female voice:
“…that’s what mommy needs, honey! Stretch mommy’s pussy with your big boy cock!”
This stopped me in my tracks. Had I heard what I thought? Was my son fucking someone in his mother’s house? And was that someone pretending to be his mother?
“Yes, mommy,” I heard Timothy’s voice call out. “I love making you feel good with my cock. You deserve to be fucked like a goddess. I love you so much, mommy.”
My jaw dropped. I had never heard my son talk this way. Almost immediately, I felt a tingling feeling between my legs, one that I hadn’t felt in a long time. I was a seventy year old widow who had only slept with one man – my husband, who I married at age 18 – in my entire life, and it had been years, maybe even decades, since I had been aroused. But something about my son’s words made me unmistakably wet.
The woman’s voice continued: “Oooo, yes, baby, your cock is so fucking huge! I can’t believe how well you’re filling up mommy! Please don’t stop, Jason!”
Jason? Who the fuck was Jason? That brought me back down to reality, although my pussy continued to slowly soak into my black panties.
“Oh, mommy,” I heard a male voice groan, definitely not my son’s. “Your pussy is so good…so tight, mommy.”
That’s when I realized, I had walked in on my son watching porn in my own house. And not just any porn, from the sound of it, but porn depicting a mother-son fantasy.
I had never watched much porn, myself. My late husband was a baptist minister who may have been the least kinky man alive. He had no interest in oral sex (giving or receiving), let alone dirty talk or roleplaying. Sex was always standard missionary, lasting maybe ten minutes tops. I had never experienced an orgasm with him, and wasn’t entirely sure if I had ever even made myself orgasm. When I was Timothy’s age, I tried buying some erotic novels and used my fingers on myself while I read them, but was always left disappointed.
Apparently the woman from the movie could relate, as she groaned out some words like “mommy needs your big boy cock, baby, it’s so much bigger than your father’s! Please make mommy cum all over your cock!”
So naughty! I had to catch a glimpse of this action. I crept slowly down the hall towards the living room and slowly peeked around the corner.
There he was, my handsome, 45-year old Timothy Michael. He was completely naked, sprawled out on my living room sofa. His mouth hung open slightly, breathing deeply…not the sexiest look, perhaps, but my gaze had already moved south. Timothy and his wife had divorced about a year ago, and in that year Timothy had decided to start going back to the gym since he figured he would eventually start dating again. It had paid off. His chest in particular could have passed for Superman’s chest, it was so broad and defined and covered with thick brown hair. His arms were thick and long, and his right forearm looked as if it were about to explode as it pumped furiously up and down on an enormous…oh my god, can that really be my baby boy’s penis?
The only penis I had ever seen was my late husband’s, at least in person. I had always thought it was big enough, probably about five inches long, and thick enough that I could fit my hand around it. But the beast that my sweet Timothy was stroking in between his strong legs was nothing like his father’s. It was hard and perfectly straight, the circumcized head pointing straight up. It looked so wet and shiny, and I could hear a soft slurping sound as Timothy’s hand slid up and down rapidly. It must have been at least twice as long as his father’s, and was so thick that even my son’s big, strong hand looked like it could barely wrap around it.
His left hand was holding up his smartphone, and he appeared to be swiping through some pictures. I couldn’t tell what they were pictures of, but he seemed more interested in whatever was on his phone than in the video on my big-screen television. He looked like he was wearing a small mask over his face, but as I looked more closely, I realized that it was a pair of black cotton panties, just like the pair that I wore yesterday.
“Oh, baby, yes,” the woman on television screamed. “Your big cock is too much for mommy, baby, you’re going to make mommy’s pussy cum all over your cock! You’re going to make your mother’s pussy cum, you nasty motherfucker! Fuck your mother, motherfucker!” The woman on television definitely looked like a mother. In fact, I realized, she looked a lot like me. I would later learn that her name was Andi James, and that she specialized in mother-son role-play. While she was not as petite as I was, she had thick auburn hair like mine, along with a curvy body with big tits and a shapely ass. She had gorgeous blue eyes that stared into the camera with pure lust while she rode a young handsome man.
Timothy still hadn’t noticed me looking around the corner. I could hear his breathing get heavier as he flipped through his phone with his left hand and jacked his monster cock aggressively with his right.
“Yes, mommy,” my son suddenly grunted. “Yes, mommy, I love you so much! My cock fits so perfectly inside you…I just want to make you feel good and to make you cum as hard as you can!”
My pussy was soaked by this time. My hand slid down into my pants so I could slide my fingers into myself. I quietly crept closer towards my naked son, with no idea what I was about to do. I wanted to see what was on his phone…and as I got close enough to get a good look, my jaw dropped again.
I don’t know how or where he got them, but my son was flipping through pornographic pictures of myself and him, along with a few that included some of my sisters. He stopped on a picture of me kneeling before him with my mouth wide open, his big cock exploding a thick white liquid all over my face. I knew these pictures were fake because the woman with my face had a different body, and the cock attached to my son was not even remotely as thick as the cock my son was stroking before me.
“Mommy, I want to cover your beautiful face with my come,” Timothy suddenly moaned, as his stroking became faster and rougher. “Can I cum on your face, mommy?”
I couldn’t take it anymore. Between hearing my son talk like this, watching him masturbating, my own drunkenness, and own hand buried down my pants fingering my wet pussy, I suddenly began to quiver. I was going to cum, right here in my living room with my own naked son fantasizing about me. And there was nothing I could do to stop it.
“UNGH!” I suddenly moaned, grabbing onto a chair for support as my hips started bucking back and forth. My eyes were glued onto my son’s enormous cock, which he continued to stroke as he suddenly turned his head around to face me, his eyes widened.
Before he could say anything, I pleaded with him “don’t stop, baby, mommy is so fucking horny! Mommy’s pussy is soaking wet and…oh god, no, I’m going to cum so hard for you, baby! Watching you jack your big cock is making mommy cum! Oh god yesssssssss!”
I had never cum like this before. In fact, my orgasm was so strong that I was sure I had never actually had a real orgasm before. I felt it throughout my whole body. My eyes were locked directly on my boy’s beautiful cock, and as soon as my orgasm began, Timothy started moaning and grunting, “oh my God, yes, mommy, I’m cumming too! Please watch me cum for you, mommy!” Immediately, his cock exposed with thick bursts of white cream. Carolyn had never seen so much cum. It spurted at least a foot up in the air like a geyser before falling back to earth, spraying my son’s strong, hairy chest and stomach. My son grunted and moaned deeply, his eyes looking so soft and adorable into mine.
“Oh my God, mom, did that really just happen?”
I blushed and fluttered my eyelids like a schoolgirl with a crush. To this day I don’t know what came over me. I was well past menopause, hadn’t had sex with my husband for decades before he died, and rarely even masturbated. When I did, I never orgasmed like I just did. My entire crotch was soaking wet, my hand still buried down my pants. I should have felt ashamed with myself, but my poor, long-neglected pussy was still aching, and all I could think about was how that beautiful, gargantuan penis would feel inside me. I smiled softly and slowly walked towards my own son. He looked up at me hopefully, with those big beautiful brown eyes that looked just like mine. I finally removed my hand from my pants, soaked with my own juices. I sat down next to my naked son.
“I can’t believe it myself, sweetie. I’ve never felt like this in my life. It’s been years since I’ve even felt…you know…”
“Horny?” Timothy offered. I blushed again and nodded.
“I just walked in and hear you saying those dirty things about mommy, and then I saw this incredible…gigantic…penis.” I stared hungrily at it, licking my lips. His hand was still stroking it, although much more slowly that before. To my amazement, it still looked rock hard even after that huge, messy, orgasm.
“Were you really thinking about your own mother, sweetie? The woman on this video looks a lot like me, doesn’t she?”
“Absolutely I was, mommy,” he said in a husky voice. He hadn’t called me mommy since he was a child, but the second I heard that word, my pussy squeezed tightly and filled with wetness again. “Oooooo,” I cooed looking up and down his naked body. Tim’s weight had often fluctuated, but at the moment he was in very good shape. His chest was broad and Superman-like, and covered with thick, dark hair. I spotted a big glob of his cum right by his left nipple and began spooning it up with my fingers.
“Oh my God, yes. I can’t believe you’re touching me, mommy. I’ve thought about you all of my life, for as long as I can remember. I smiled, bringing my fingers to my lips and sliding my tongue out to taste my own son’s cream.
“Mmm, you poor baby. All your life you’ve wanted to do dirty things to your mommy? That’s such a long time to wait. What kind of things do you think about doing to me, sweetie?”
Tim looked shocked, but only for a moment. He giggled, an actual giggle from a grown man! Then gave me those sexy brown eyes again. “Do you want me to show you, mommy?
I paused, but my pussy continued to ache. “This is so inappropriate, Timothy, but I’m just so turned on. I want you to make me cum like that again.”
Tim’s entire face lit up. “Oh my God, mommy, yes. I love you more than anybody in the world, and all I’ve ever dreamed of was making you feel as good as an incredible woman like you deserves!” More wetness down below. Timothy was such a sweet boy. Before I knew it, he had pulled me on top of him, sitting face to face with my legs straddling his waist. My pants were still on, but his cock was out and definitely rock hard as I felt it press right into my wet crotch. “Unnnnnngh, yes baby!” I grunted.
“Oh my God, you’re so good to mommy, baby. Will you please fuck me now? I need to feel that huge penis inside me.”
“You should call it a cock, mommy. You can talk as dirty as you want with me. I want to hear it.”
I was grinding hard into it now, and was starting to feel another orgasm build up. “Fuck with with your huge cock, baby…I need it sooo….sooo….oooooooooh!” My whole body convulsed and my eyes sank back into my head. Tim held me tightly until I was done, then grinned devilishly.
“We’re almost there, mommy. I’ll fuck you with my big cock as much as you want. But there’s one more thing I need to do first.”
With that, he grabbed onto my hips and threw me back on the couch. He crawled over me and roughly pulled down my pants and panties in one swift move. I was now completely naked in front of my son, and he spreads my legs wide apart, exposing my soaking wet pussy and the thick dark bush that surrounded it.
“Oh yes, mommy, it’s as beautiful as I imagined it. The last time I saw you naked, I remember you having a thick hairy bush just like I love. I’ve cum so many times thinking about burying my face between your legs for hours and making you scream in pleasure.”
I had never experienced oral sex, and felt a little nervous and self-conscious about how wet I was. “Please, baby, I need you to fuck me so badly. I’ve never even had anyone kiss my down there.”
“After this, mommy, I promise. And I’m not going to kiss you down there, mommy. I’m going to eat your beautiful pussy, mommy. You deserve to have your pussy eaten like a queen. I’m going to make you feel so good, and I want to feel you cum on my face.” Before I could respond, his mouth was on the thick hair above my pussy, slurping up my juices. “Mmmmmm, yes, mommy,” I could hear him mutter, “you taste incredible…”. His voice sent vibrations through my entire crotch and I could feel myself building up already. My son slowly ran his mouth down along my left pussy lips and back up along the right one, leaving them both throbbing. My back immediately arched and I started grunting hard. “Unnnnghhhh oh God, that feels absolutely amazing, baby!” I grabbed the back of my son’s head with both hands and began to grind into his face. His tongue slid down the middle of my wet slit before sliding deep inside the bottom of my hole. His mouth began filling with my juices, and I could hear him slurping them up greedily. “You’re making mommy cum again, baby! Mommy’s going to cum so hard all over your beautiful face! Oh God yes here it comes you dirty dirty boy! FUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!”
As body entire body rushed with pleasure, I could feel my pussy exploding with my juices. I looked down into my son’s big beautiful browns just in time to see my pussy squirt a substantial amount of liquid right into his face. I had never experienced anything like this before, but just the sight of it turned me on even more. My body continued to quiver even after the squirting stopped. My son stared up at me with a look of pure lust in his eyes. He grinned devilishly, yet again, then wrapped his lips around the top of my pussy, sucking loudly and slowly flicking his tongue in and out.
“Oh God, sweetie, yes! I’m still cumming so hard, baby! Mommy can’t stop cumming for you…Please fuuuuuuuu….ungh!!!” By now his tongue had found its target, my hard little clitoris. I would later look back in amazement that I had come so many times, and so hard, and he was just now stimulating my clit! But at the time, all I could do was lie there and enjoy it, as my last orgasm led seamlessly into my next orgasm. How had I gone my whole life without feeling this?
“Oh fuck, baby, you’re so good to your mother…” I moaned, still clutching his head between my hands, as this mega orgasm started to subside. “Nobody’s ever made mommy feel the way you do. You were right, baby, I’ve been missing this my whole life, and I don’t think anybody else can love me the way you do, my sweet boy.”
“Mmmmm, yes, mommy…I knew you’d love it. Just like I know you’ll love this…” What else was he going to do to me? I needed his penis…his monster fucking cock…inside me now! But he had that glimmer in his eye and he pushed my legs up towards my body and before I knew it, he had moved his head down lower, first back to the bottom of my pussy, lapping up even more of my juices.
Then his face went even lower and his mouth disappeared from my sight. I felt something new. What was he doing with his tongue? It sent shockwaves through my body. My nipples had never been harder, and they too began throbbing as if they would explode just like my pussy had. My hand gripped Timothy’s head even tighter and my legs suddenly, involuntarily, wrapped themselves around his head and squeezed, pulling his face deeper into me. My pussy began squeezing tightly, just begging to be filled with my baby boy’s beautiful cock. “Oh fuck, Timothy! What are you doing to me? Oh fuck, Timothy, oh fuck yeeeeees Timothy, whatever you’re doing, please don’t stop! Mommy’s never felt anything like this!”
It was then that I felt his tongue enter me, but not into my pussy. I gasped in shock and delight. My own son’s tongue was buried in my asshole. It darted in and out and I felt my hole begin to squeeze, opening and closing to allow him to slide his tongue deeper and deeper. I felt yet another massive orgasm build and my head began thrashing up and down as I screamed in pleasure so complete that I somehow lost the ability to form complete words. “OH MY FUCK, BABY, YOU’RE SUCH A DIRTY BOY TO LICK MOMMY THERE! UNNNNGH, FUCK! FUCK! YOU’RE IN MOMMY’S ASSHOLE, AREN’T YOU, YOU NASTY BOY! DON’T STOP! MOMMY LOVES IT! UNGH! YES! MORE! GAH! MOMMY…OOOOOO FUCK…CUUUUUMMMMING!”
This time my orgasm squirted directly up and landed all across my breasts and stomach, soaking my already sweat-covered body. I finally released my poor son’s head from the vice-like grip of my thighs. He looked up at me with a smirk, obviously feeling very proud of himself.
“I figured if nobody ever ate your pussy, then you’d probably never had your asshole eaten either.”
“Absolutely not, and I wouldn’t have asked you to, but I’m glad you did. I absolutely loved it, my beautiful baby boy.”
Tim slowly slid his body up on top of me. I loved the feeling of his damp thick chest and body hair sliding up my stomach and breasts. I instinctively tried grinding my pussy upwards to where I hoped I could rub against his cock, but he was on his knees with his ass in the air, purposely withholding his cock from me. I whimpered and gave him my saddest puppy dog eyes.
“Please, baby, can mommy please finally have your cock? I love everything you’ve done to me, but I need you to fuck me.”
“Absolutely, mommy,” he moaned. “But I want to watch my cock slide into you for the first time. Can we start with me on top and your legs pushed back like they just were?”
“Yes, baby, please! Whatever you want, just fuck me with your big boy cock. Mommy needs to know what it feels like!” He grinned and pushed his body up, spreading my legs wide and back. My eyes ran down his beautiful body until they reached his beautiful tool. He was stroking it with his right hand and maneuvering it closer to my aching pussy.
First I felt him rubbing it all along my wet slit. The head felt so smooth and was so incredibly hard. He rubbed it slowly up along my clit, which gave my whole body shivers.
“Don’t tease mommy, baby, please! Stick it in mommy’s pussy!”
“Yes, mommy. I’ve been waiting for this all my life. Watch me, mommy. Watch me fill your beautiful cunt with my big boy cock, mommy. I love you so much, mommy!”
I wanted to watch, and my eyes darted south just in time to see my son’s thick, circumcised head disappear inside me. I felt my soaking wet pussy stretch farther than it ever had before. He was going slowly, being so gentle with his mother.
“More, please, baby, mommy needs more! More cock!”
“Yes, mommy, how much of my big boy cock do you think you can take?” He didn’t even look like he was halfway in but he filled me so good. He was already as deep inside me as his father had ever been.
“I want it all, baby. Mommy wants you to give her every inch of your big boy cock! Keep going slow, but keep going! Please!
“Ungh, yes, mommy, your pussy feels like it was made for my cock! It’s so hot and wet, mommy…and it’s so tight, mommy! I can feel your pussy squeezing around me…oh, it’s getting so deep!”
He was past the halfway point, and was fucking parts of my pussy that had never been fucked before. I could already feel my body tensing up for another orgasm, but I needed more of him. I could feel a spot deep inside me that needed to be fucked, and he was almost there.
“Oh my God, mommy, I can’t believe how much you can take…I’m almost all the way inside you!”
I couldn’t wait. Feeling my orgasm begin, I grabbed my son’s ass and pulled him the rest of the way inside me. His soft head slid right along that deep spot and my entire body exploded in pleasure. I felt Timothy hold my arms down and he began to suck on my breasts as they shook violently. I clutched his head as I screamed and moaned and thrashed about for what felt like an eternity.
I opened my eyes and was face to face with my son and lover, who was kissing me softly. “Wow, mommy, it’s like we were made for each other.”
“I know, baby, your cock is so perfect for me. It’s a perfect fit and you make me cum so hard just filling me with it.” I gave him a soft kiss on the cheek. “But you’ve only stuck it inside mommy, and mommy told you she needs to get fucked.” I gave his ass a quick smack and giggled playfully.
“Yes, mommy,” he moaned as I felt his cock sliding slowly out of my pussy. “I love you and I’ll fuck you as much as you need.” I could feel his thick head pulling back towards the entrance to my throbbing cunt. I wondered if he was going to pull it all the way out, but before he could, he thrust back into me…filling every inch of my pussy with his beautiful, thick cock. I gasped loudly and looked deep into his gorgeous eyes.
“Is that too rough, mommy?” He asked sweetly.
“No, Timothy, not at all. That feels amazing.” She paused while she considered how she wanted to be fucked. “Actually, you can fuck mommy hard if you like.”
His eyes lit up…this must have been what he had hoped to hear me say. He kissed me deeply, sucking my tongue into his mouth while he slid his hips backwards and pulled his monster cock almost, but not quite, out of my soaking wet cunt. Then he stared deep into my eyes and grunted as he thrust his hips forward and every inch of him filled every inch of me. I had never felt so good. I stared back into his eyes and bit my lip as I moaned. Every thrust felt like heaven, and with every thrust my eyes widened, trying to let my beautiful baby boy know how good he was making mommy feel. His thrusts were hard and deep, and with every stroke my son’s thick, perfect, knob rubbed into that special spot that nobody else had ever touched. Every stroke was harder than the last and filled me completely. I could feel my entire body tense up, including my pussy which began clenching around my favorite son’s monster of a cock.
“Oh my god, Timothy…oh my god…” I moaned. My son’s face was pressed into my own, and I could feel beads of sweat falling from his naked body onto my own. I couldn’t stop looking into his beautiful eyes.
“Is this hard enough, mommy?” He gave me those cute puppy dog eyes, which was almost enough to make me cum again. But I needed more from him.
“I love it, baby, you’re fucking mommy so good. But mommy wants it harder. Can you fuck mommy’s pussy as hard as you can, my sexy little boy?”
“Oooooooohhhh, mommy,” he groaned, bucking his hips further and deeper. “I can’t believe you’re letting me fuck you like this, mommy. It’s even better than I fantasized about. I love making you feel good, mommy. I love making you feel good with my big cock. I love everything about you, mommy.” I could feel his body start to tense up as he continued to hammer his cock in and out of my tight, juicy cunt. Almost immediately, mine did the same. “I want to worship your beautiful body, mommy, but I also want to turn you into a filthy little slut.”
Timothy’s cock was magnificent, but it was his words that pushed me over the edge. “YES!” I shrieked, my body trembling with yet another orgasm. “Mommy loves you, Timothy! Mommy loves the way you make her feel special….and mommy definitely wants you to make her your filthy little slut! That’s exactly what mommy needs!”
Timothy kissed me deeply yet again, and yet again my pussy started gushing. “Oh fuck, baby, oh fuck, mommy’s cumming again! Mommy’s pussy is cumming so hard, baby!”
“Oh yes, mommy!” Moaned my son. “I can feel your pussy cumming all over my cock! Yes please, mommy, you’re such a good little whore for me! He was pumping even harder in and out of me as I continued to quiver and shake in ecstasy.
“Oh mommy, you’re making me cum too!” His eyes were practically rolled back into his head and his strong hands grabbed and pulled at my thick auburn hair as he continued to fuck my brains out with his monster cock. His balls slapped against my ass cheeks, ready to burst deep inside me.
“OH FUCK, MOMMY, your pussy is so good! I’m going to cum, mommy! I’m going to fill you up with my cum! Please let me cum inside you, mommy!”
I didn’t exactly have a choice. I could already feel him exploding within me. I was still cumming myself, so I looked deep into his (and my) eyes and moaned. “Yes, Timothy! Yes, baby! Let it out! Let it all out inside mommy! Oh fuck, yes! Oh my GOOOOD mommy loves cumming with you! Mommy loves getting fucked by you! Fill mommy up with your cum, you dirty motherfucker!”
“Oooooohhhhh fuuuuuuck, mommy, yes! Here it comes, mommy, here it comes!” My beautiful son moaned as he shot load after load of his thick white cream inside me.
My mouth continued to run, although I wasn’t even thinking about the words this point. “Oh yes, you dirty motherfucker, you’re cumming inside your own mommy. Your huge dick is filling mommy with cum, you nasty motherfucker!
“YES, MOMMY, YES! I love filling you up with my cum, mommy. I love turning you into a filthy little slut! There are so many naughty things I want to do with you, mommy, and I think most of them will make you feel so good.
“I never thought I’d be anyone’s filthy little slut, baby. But all you’ve done tonight is given me orgasm after intense orgasm after eye-rolling orgasm. At this point, I think mommy’s willing to do anything you want.
Tim smiled, his cock still rock hard and still buried in his mother’s sticky, cum-filled pussy. “Oh mommy, I don’t think you know exactly how big of a pervert I really am! There’s so many things I would love to try with you.”
I held my beautiful son tight. “Well, why don’t we go take a shower together and get started on those things?”
Mommy is so good to me.

My Handyman [MF][consensual][anal][weed][420][appliance repair]

Thanks for reading everyone/anyone! This story is basically a porn trope, straight up. I wrote the first draft this during the pandemic while horny and high. I keep coming back to it and iterating and nibbling, so comments/critique are very welcome. Maybe it’s time to drop the pandemic references, who knows!

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It’s a spring, rainy Saturday afternoon: warm air, cold rain. You’re walking out of your apartment and you see me in the hall walking into my apartment, next door. I’m wearing a worn flannel shirt, some old jeans with paint splotches all over, knees torn, and carrying a laden bag of Home Depot stuff. I’m drenched too; it looks like someone (me) forgot their umbrella. There’s a puddle of water where I’ve been standing while fiddling for my keys.

“Hey there Kurt,” you say, smiling, as you step into the hallway. You’re wearing a flowing spring sundress, hanging by straps from your freckled shoulders. Even in our sunless shared entry hallway, I make mental note of its semi-transparentness, then shake it off. I realize I haven’t seen you without your mask. I thought you were gorgeous before, but now?

Coming home to Mom | Part 2 – Consequences | [M/F] [M/S] [INC] [dub con]

Dear Reader(s),

[If you’re just joining in, you need to read Part 1 to understand this story.](https://www.reddit.com/r/incest/comments/10i4j1r/ms_coming_home_to_mom_part_1_promises/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android_app&utm_name=androidcss&utm_term=1&utm_content=share_button)

To the others, thank you for the overwhelming response to my story. I appreciate those of you who have been calling me out on my insensitivity in the last part. This exercise is for me to process many pages of memories, to make connections that I didn’t make earlier, and figure out how I ended up where I am.

When I said, lovely reader, that I intend to take you along as my judge and witness, I meant it. I submit myself to your judgment and your mirth, your sympathy and your empathy. I want to start this part by talking a bit about a memory that I think will serve as an important context to this story.

#How it all began – An overheard conversation.

I remember, as a child, overhearing a particularly aggressive fight between my mom and my dad. My mom and I had never known, outside of us, a home that could ever be called whole. She was a product of a broken home, and so was I. Our destinies were entwined by not only a strong biological bond, but also a shared experience of abandonment.

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Part VIII & Epilogue (MF, FF, Incest[S/S,F/D,M/D], anal)

Well, this is the end. I hope you enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed creating it…

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Part VIII

The next few hours were a complete blur. Lila called the police, and soon the area was crawling with law enforcement. Angelina was separated from us. The last we saw of her that day she was riding away in the back of a trooper’s cruiser We gave statements, but it was clear we were just here for the ashes Bart had stolen, so after hours of sitting around, we were thanked for our efforts and allowed to leave.

The drive home was spent in complete silence. I think we were all in shock. When we passed through town on the way to our house, the place was in utter chaos. The response from law enforcement was overwhelming. Unlike after the Helmsworth murders, this time they weren’t taking “no” for an answer from a bunch of bullshit locals.

Bart’s house and yard were cordoned off and it was lit up like a Christmas tree with police cars. And it wasn’t just the state troopers. The FBI and ATF had SUVs outside, and other agencies were scattered around town getting in on the party.

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Part VII (MF, FF, Incest[S/S,F/D,M/D], anal, voyeurism)

Welcome back! there will be one more posting after this one to wrap this puppy up.

This part picks up right after the previous part ends….

Enjoy!

The Attic – A Ghost Story, Part VII

I held out my hand and Angelina climbed to her feet and sat on a massage table, as we all hung around the bondage dungeon, recovering and discussing next steps.

“If we go straight to the police, Bart Dover will clam right up,” Angelina said. “Once he is charged, he has no motivation to provide any help in finding the ashes. And it’s not like a case with a missing body, so I don’t know that the state is going to have that high on their priority list. The bodies were already identified and documented. Missing ashes twenty years later is just a paperwork exercise.”

“To Dorothy and Lorelei it’s a lot more than a paperwork exercise,” Mina said, frustration creeping into her voice. “We need those ashes if they’re ever going to be able to stop haunting an old bed and a couple of old pistols.”

“Agreed, but who’s going to believe us?” Lila said.

[FF]18 Last night I completely fucked up

Last night around 11 PM I was going out of my bed to go pee and drink some water and when I’ve crossed my sister’s bedroom, her door was ajar.

I didn’t notice it on my way to the bathroom, So I drink a glass of water, sit on the toilet pee and go back.

At the corner of the corridor, I ear one moan, but this one was pretty loud.

The sound instantly made all my body vibrating, my legs were shaking, my all body becomes warm instantly. I have never been that horny that fast and that strong.

So I started to walk slowly to the door my sister bedroom and start to ear her playing with herself and this was super exciting, the sound of her finger going inside out of her pussy just made my pussy flowing.

I started to rub my pussy through my panties and I was fighting to not moaning.

After 2 minutes I was already edging myself because I was so wet and horny that I could squirt In the middle of the corridor.

Coming home to Mom | Part 1 – Promises | [M/F] [INC] [M/S]

Dear Reader,

Like all true stories, this one has many layers and sub layers. I don’t know why what happened happened. But it happened. I promise.

And through this exercise, with you as my witness and judge, I’m trying to understand why it happened. Why i am here, telling this story. But we must begin at the beginning. I will set up some context so you can first see the world as I have seen it.

Partly because to understand what happened, dear Reader, you need to understand us. So join me as I begin to unpeel the layers of the onion.

##The core – The context of my childhood – My early childhood relationship with my mom

My mother always said, “I love you more than anyone else because I had a 9 month headstart on loving you.” Growing up, my dad wasn’t around a lot. He was always traveling for work. Eventually, he met someone and cheated on my mom during one of his “business trips”.

The Princess’ Wedding Night (Rape, incest, cnc, bdsm, Teasing, edging)

*NOTE: This story is heavy on Rape, and incest. If you do not like any of these, the please do NOT read. If you continue to read, read at your own risk. Without further ado, I hope you enjoy.*

I feel his thumb press in to my jaw as he tilts my head back. “Pretty Pretty blue eyes.” His voice slithers over my skin like oil as his black eyes burn with the lust he feels for me… His new bride. I struggle against the wall as his free hand explores my night dress. .

*This wasn’t how today was supposed to end. I was supposed to be Queen. Not the Queen Consort. Definitely not the “Young 20 year old princess bride of the old king” but you see, it doesn’t matter if you’re family. If the King loses his Queen, he is to wed within 3 months or he risks losing his kingdom. Unfortunately, my father chose me.*