Finding out that your teammate’s pregnant mom was cheating on her husband with your dad was one thing…but seeing them go at it was entirely another! I mean, she’s always dressed really sexy, kept herself in shape, but you didn’t really fantasize about her that way until you saw her, on all fours, saying some really raunchy dirty stuff while she got fully fucked. You couldn’t help it, you took some video and its been all you jerk it to lately. You even put some spyware on your dad’s phone to be able to find out what else they share and do. You’re addicted to her horny, pregnant slutty behavior!
Tag: Bettie Bondage
“Am I Small?”
An age-old inquiry…but asking ME? Well, I don’t know…honey, maybe your dad should talk to you about this. You want a woman’s perspective? Well, there are lots of different penis sizes, and on the flipside, a lot of different preferences! Me, personally? Well, do you really want to know MY preference? Oh, ok, well, yes, I do prefer…more well-endowed men, yes.
I don’t think showing me is a very good idea, honey. I’ve seen it before but not for a long time and besides, size really doesn’t matter! Even if a girl isn’t like me, and wants a more average-sized guy, you guys can still have fun! And you shouldn’t need outside validation. Wait, are you hard? Oh, honey, I’m sorry, I should stop talking about this. Mixed signals. I don’t want to make things weird. Are you sure? Well, alright…
Ok, ok, if it means that much, you can show me. Here, let me…oh, my. Yes, wow, ok. Very big. Well, yes, it is about the size I prefer but again, even if a girl wants something more average–and most women do, honestly, I’m an outlier!–you can still have fun. There’s so much fun to be had with a bigger penis, sweetie. Like what? Well, I don’t know that I should tell you in detail, especially with you hard like this. But if you’re that worried, then I guess I could…oh, are you stroking? Sweetie, that’s a bad idea, for me to sit here and talk about all the things to do with a big, wide penis while you stroke yours. That’s really not ok. I shouldn’t.
Show you?? No, no, I can’t touch…oh, like, pantomime? Ok, well…I could do that. Show you with my hands, how I worked a big one like yours. See, I could use both hands, and still have room for my mouth. I liked to spit on it while I stroked, too, like…this. Oops. I got it on you. I’m sorry, honey, I think I’m getting a little carried away! I should stop.
My breasts? No, that wouldn’t be alright, I’m already sitting here, spitting on your penis, while you stroke…I can’t take out my breasts, too…although I suppose you have already seen them, right? Ha ha. Ok, well, just showing then. See, I used to really like using them, too, wrapping them around. Stroking with them. Like this. Oh, gosh, I have missed one like yours. A big one like that.
Maybe just my hand? Nothing more though. If I could just stroke it. Oh, god, what am I doing? But I don’t want to stop. You don’t want me to stop, right? I want to show you what I liked to do with big penises like yours. It’s been so long since I’ve felt a big, thick cock sliding between my breasts. Even if it is my…gosh, what’s wrong with me?
You know what I missed, too? Oral sex. I haven’t had to struggled to get someone…mmmm, feels so good sliding in my mouth. I’m so wet, just from this. Do you want to see? Just looking! You can’t…slide inside me. That would be so, so wrong. But maybe you can feel it a little. Just slide it across me, feel how wet you’re making me. Be careful, you can’t put it in. That would be so, so wrong, if you pressed in, and then…oh, god, even just your head is huge! Yes. Oh, just the tip, honey. Let’s not get carried away. I’ll just stroke you while your inside me…oh, you know what else I’ve missed? Something that I can’t manage with your father, he just slips out…reverse cowgirl. But we can’t get carried away! Oh, gosh, wow, it feels so good, I just…I’m sorry honey, I need to!!
Your mom found your preggo porn history on your iPad. Now she knows why you’ve been acting so strange since you found out she’s expecting. She thought it was some sort of jealous streak, that you were worried you wouldn’t have time alone with her anymore but really…you just can’t stop jacking off to the thought of your mom with her sexy new curves, her heavy, swollen tits. You cum 3 or 4 times a day and you still can’t focus!
Your mother has dressed as the same thing every year, for trick or treating: a witch! Its cutsy, fun, but this year she decides to spice things up, and goes into town to one of Salem’s many oddity shops, to find a new accoutrement. And find she does! An enchanted–no, cursed–necklace, harboring the spirit of a sex-crazed, taboo succubus hellbent on making the world her mother-son cum-filled playground!
Your mother’s job has changed recently, and it seems to be causing a lot of…friction between her and your dad. From the sound of their arguments (and you can hear everything he says, he’s SO mad…), her job recently went “freeuse,” and she’s been a very, very enthusiastic employee ever since.
You love strip clubs, and going away to college meant new clubs to explore, even if just a few cities over. You expected the usual: different types of women, overpriced drinks, bad music…but you never expected Ms. Bond to be there! Your best friend’s mom, clear as day, dancing on the stage! I mean, she’s got those tattoos, and that smile…its not like you could be mistaken.
When the freeuse laws passed, you and your roommate decided that you wouldn’t have that dynamic at home. You, of course, didn’t support that movement at all to begin with! I mean, not outwardly. It wasn’t really acceptable in your circles: wanting to be able to fuck whatever woman you want, provided it wasn’t at the workplace…unless the company was also free use. You had a suspicion that your roommate worked at a free use place, but she never talked about it. I mean, not that she needed to: going to work in increasingly slutty outfits, coming home with caked on cum across her face. Once you thought you even saw it dripping down her thighs. You jerked hard to the idea of her taking it from everyone who wanted it–so unlike her, what with her being so shy, so sexually sheltered. She had piercings and tattoos but the truth was she had only ever been with one guy, from high school on. Even since they broke up! But seeing her come home with her makeup messed up, her hair toussled, dried cum everywhere…well, it didn’t surprise you when she finally confessed that she was an office cum dump.
Ever since your mom found that ranking you and your friends did of all your moms, thinks have been…well, weird, to say the least. I mean, hot as fuck but…you never thought you’d be getting your cock sucked and fucked by her, every night! And although you know it wasn’t the smartest thing you could do, you couldn’t help but tell a few buddies. Even though you promised her you’d keep it a secret.
Of course, when you did, they wanted to know all about it. And they wanted to see the pictures and videos you’d taken, the ones that you promised her would stay between you two. And of course, that did lead to your friends expressing how much they wanted to fuck her. How badly they wanted to put in your mom’s pussy. And admittedly? That sounded really. fucking. hot.
So you decide to organize a sleepover, and give them what they want. One at a time. First up: Marcus. He loves to talk about how he’s thicker than you, how he’d be able to stretch her open even more. You know he’s just being a dick but you have to admit…the idea is pretty hot. Seeing your mom enjoying a bigger dick stretching her open, making her cum. He wants to cum all over her face while she sucks you both and that, too, sounds pretty hot. Covering her face with jizz while the rest of your friends are right upstairs, waiting for their turn…you can’t say no!
There’s a shortage of mommy’s meds. Special meds to keep her…addiction…in check. No, its not anything like *that.* Not that kind of addiction. This is an addiction that makes her unsafe to be alone with you. Especially after that incident a few years ago, when she saw you jerking off in your room. She had to double her dose to keep from making a big, BIG mistake with your young, big cock!
You never expected to get a text like this. Not from Derrick, not from anyone. You just never expected it.
To get a text. Texts, actually. A bunch of them. All explaining how they saw her at the club. The strip club. How they got a dance from her, a private dance. And it didn’t stop with a song or two–no, she went all the way. She–your mom.
Your mom, unbeknownst to you, is a stripper. Well, she’s not–she’s a nurse. But it seems she’s been moonlighting. And Derrick saw it all. Experienced it all. Recorded it all, and sent it to you!!
After jacking it to the video once, twice, three times, you decide to go home for the weekend and ask her directly. You want to hear her tell you about it. You want to hear it from her mouth. You want to hear her tell you about sliding her wet, hot pussy onto strange cock, you want to know everything.
Of course, she acts mortified, but she tells you what you want to hear, at first. She confesses a little, telling you just enough to make your cock stand at attention. You know she can tell, and she’s staring–all you need to take it out and stroke. Of course, she acts offended at first, but it doesn’t take long before she’s getting flirty and watching you as you jack it…before realizing what she’s doing and runing off!
But that’s enough to keep you energized all day, jerking to the video over and over…until she comes to your room, half ready for her next shift at the club. She wants to apologize. To be honest and tell you everything, be open. But no jerking off, she says. Sure, whatever.
She came back to talk about it even more. You know what that means: she wants this, just as bad as you. She can pretend she doesn’t, but here she is, a robe over her stripper outfit, willingly telling you everything. Until you’re hard again. Until she’s exposed herself to you, until she’s stroking you through your jeans…pulling you out…sucking you like she does the men at the club…taking your cum! She keeps telling you its wrong, that she should stop, but its clear she can’t stop. Not when you’re so hard, when she’s just gotten done telling you all these dirty things. She made this problem, really, so its her that needs to give the solution: draining your cock across her face! When she finally strokes every bit of your sperm onto her flushed face, feels it, sees it all over the both of you, she gasps. “What did we just do?” she says, before hurrying out.
You know you should go to her, tell her its fine, that you want it too, that there’s nothing wrong with having a dirty secret, but you just pick up your phone and watch that video one more time. Knowing what an insatiable slut she is, you know she won’t be able to stay away…
…and you’re exactly right. You wake up around 2:30 to her, on top of you, just back from work, flirty and slutty, dry humping her son awake, reaching between you to rub your cock against her wet, horny pussy, telling you all about her shift: about the young guys who reminded her of you, about the guy she actually *told* about what she’d done–how she’d sucked her son’s hard cock before work!–and how he told her that that’s every guys dream, when they’ve got a MILF for a mom. And now here she is, stroking you right against her pussy, pressing you into her, riding you hard until she comes, squeezing your cock and milking her son into her hungry, greedy pussy!