Turning the power on
It was the middle of the night when Tami slid into her mother Vera’s bed. She kept the lights off. This was all going to be about touch and penetration. She had two vibrators. Tami pulled her mothers panties down to her ankles. She took off her mother’s nightgown and used it to tie Vera’s wrists behind her back. Tami began to work the vibrators. Pleasuring the pussy. ...
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Not me. But close. Some more than udders
The mother from Oklahoma
“OK,” she said. “OK?” I was surprised. “OK.” “OK. Just … OK?” “OK.” “You don’t — uhmm — want to …” “Really, it’s OK. I’ve slept with her before.” “Slept.” “OK, had sex with. You know what I mean.” “Your own daughter.” ...
Once more into the breach, dear friends, once more
“Again,” I said. “Again,” I said. “Again,” I said. “Enough,” I said. I took a tissue and started to wipe the daughter’s eyes. She spit on me, grabbed her knees, wrenched her legs apart and pounded her head back on the pillow. “Again,” she hissed. Her mother raised the whip again.
Concentration: Being on the importance of
Lately, Hannah had been going to a neighborhood cafe to study. The problem was that other kids from the college hung out there. More distractions. Talking about what everyone’s wearing now. Listening to a friend’s iPod. Fun, but distracting nonetheless. Just like home. Thinking about the black lace garter belt and crotchless panties her mother is wearing under her...
I had my dessert before my dinner: Part 1
Mrs. Rosenberg and I met for dinner. It was a weekday. Not much of a crowd. A family of five came in and sat two empty tables away from us. Parents, a young son, two teenage daughters. The mother was a nipple-hardening stunner. The bunned-up silver blonde hair. The tits. The ass. Designed to make a homely girl hatefully horny. She jiggled our eyes nearly out. Mrs. Rosenberg leaned...
I had my dessert before my dinner: Part 2
I waited in the parking lot as — I guess — she made up an excuse and hurriedly sold it to the family. I fucked her it the back seat of my car. It was quick and very, very nasty. She frowned when I stuck her panties in my pocket. I just smiled and pinched one of her nipples. Then I pulled her dress back over those great tits and well-pinched ass. Outside the car, she spoke...
There's a word for that
make [meyk] -verb (used with object) 1. to bring into existence by combining parts (Example: “I’m going to make her cum.”) Let’s see. I’ve got plenty of objects to use. I will most surely combine my parts with hers. And after I bring it into existence i’ll lap it up.
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I hate it when a mother and daughter argue. Like: “Don’t bite them so hard!” “You said that’s what made them so hard!” Or: “Fat ass!” “Titless!” Or: “At least I’m not fucking my own daughter!” “Oh, you … you … motherfucker, you!” I especially hate it if they do it when I just want to...