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I'm comforting our divorced mother one evening. Being the oldest of 6, that's been my duty to "step up" these last 2 years. Mom and the 3 oldest boys were physically and mentally abused by our alcoholic father for 12 years.
Mom was having a bad day/evening when Ai got home from my after-school job at 10:15 that Thursday night. I showered, had a sandwich and spent an hour on homework. Walking by her bedroom door on my way to my bed, i heard her sniffling, lightly sobbing.
I stopped, asked what's wrong, she patted her bed, "come sit". I did.
Why are you sad mom? What's the matter?
"Nothing and everything." Single, 6 kids alone. Taking care of this house, can we manage to keep it? Grown up lonely things."
I understand mom, truly I do. We've talked about sex numerous times. Like you told me, once you have gone there you can't undo it or do without. You know that I have his porn magazines and xxx literature. Don't you? I got it out of y'all's closet after you threw him out 2 years ago. It's under a lock so the little ones don't stumble upon it.
Mom just nodded, and put a tissues to her watery eyes and nose. "How can I help? Is there laundry needing done? Just tell me." She looked up at me. Smiled, said - "thank you for all your help the last 2 years and I am sorry for taking your childhood and teenage years from you. You're having to work and yet still manage straight A's and chores here.
Go close my door, turn the light off and set my alarm clock, and lay with me, just until I fall asleep. I did as instructed. She slid over to the far side of the bed and turned on a small lamp on the bedside table. Mom slept in those 1960s and '70s pastel nylon short nighties. She had every color. Mid thigh length and 75% sheer and see thru.
Since the divorce the atmosphere at hime had lightened up tremendously. Form the fear of an abusive alcoholic father. To the freedom of a liberated mom. Only 36 and a babe, all of my buds told me so. 5'9, 135#, 34, 32, 36. The same size she was at 18. Just her bra cup size was smaller. From a C to an A. Claimed the shot to "dry her up, not make milk, as she bottle fed us" had worked Too Good and after 6 children in 5 pregnancies (last weee twins). She had barely A cup tits. If not for her grape size nipples and puffy areolas, she would be flat chested.
Our house was one were nudity was frowned upon or giggled at since the divorce. With no AC, it wasn't uncommon for everyone to be watching tv in underwear topless. It was our norm now. The sex talk mom had with me at 12 was not an embarrassment for me. At 13 i got another discussion more details. And again around my 14th birthday this year back in April.
So, her asking me to lay down until she went to sleep didn't offer me any ideas of what was to come. Just me comforting my sad mom. She was facing out so I got on my side and threw my right arm over her shoulder. I have long arms - 36 inch dress shirt sleeve length - my hand was on the matress.
Didn't know it then but we're spooning.
She still sniffled about every 5 minutes. After about 20 minutes. To my horror. I got a hard on. Which was now poking her butt cheek. I froze. "Maybe she's actually asleep and I can slip out of here" i thought to myself.
Nope, not asleep. She pushed back against me. Then took my right hand, placed it on her tit. I now knew what was what. Never been with a girl, but many evenings with a male cousin and my 2 brothers clise to my age. I took the hint, massaged her titties, nibbled her neck and earlibe, press against her but, adjusting where my hard on no lay between her ass cheeks.
She wiggles her butt some. Then like a Ninja. In a single move, had me on my back jockey shorts off and straddled my cock, swallowing it whole with her pussy. She moved slowly, like slow-motion. She was pleasing herself. She had an intense orgasm at about 10 minutes and had a second one when we came together 5 minutes later.
She looked at me, eyes to eyes. Put her index finger to her lips, the Shhhh sign. And took me to the shower. Not a word spoken we showered together as if it was the 100th time doing so. Back in bed, now 2am. She swent down on me just until hard. Then maneuvered me to return the favor. I did and she came even harder this time.
I got us some iced tea and we talked. About what we were doing, agreed to continue. I totally knew and understood the need for secrecy. She then told me that those were her first 3 orgasms ever. That my father was a 2 minute man and she would refuse him when drunk.
Her alarm went off 10 minutes after I had cum in mother's mouth. Once she swallowed and caught her breath. Told me to fetch coffee. As i touched the doorknob she said. "Another first for me, and I don't think that will be the last first you guve me in the near future.
Our sexual affair last until December 1995 when I moved away to atart a new career. 24 years
Me and my wife were in a vacation tour to a beach town. We had been spent so long time in the beach then hiking till before evening. After had dinner we've been back to the hotel. We both were so tired specially she's became completely dead tired but couldn't get asleep due to new environment and new bed. So bought a high dose sedative for her, she's getting asleep within ten minutes seems like unconscious. I've tried to wake her up fewer times but she hasn't responded.
I was sitting beside her, watching her sexiest sleeping face. I've became so hard and excited then started fantasizing like sharing her with someone, or at least sharing her hidden body parts with someone keeping her unaware. This thought made me crazy. Thinking for any possible ways to show her nude at least. Before getting asleep she had wear a very transparent blue nighty, her body was clearly visible from that. I've been touching anywhere of her body that I wanted to touch or kiss. She's never waked up while I was doing all I wanted to.
Suddenly someone knocked the door, I've opened the door and saw a young room service guy. He asked me if I want to had coffee or something else. I said yes and he's went to manage my coffee. In the meantime I've been removed all the buttons of her nighty, kept her in a position along with placed the both parts of her nighty such a way that he could easily watch her boobs and pussy. By the way, she'd shaved her pussy before we've moved from home. After doing all of these I was waiting for him with extremely horny feelings.
He's came finally, started to making my coffee very near from the bed. Few minutes later I've acted like I'm talking with someone over phone and said loudly that I need to go to toilet, I'll be back after finished. I standed up and moving towards toilet then entered but haven't closed the door. Kept it opened slidely and kept watching him. I was such an excited that I've been hearing my own heartbeat. After few minutes passed and yessss finally he's been noticed her! Ooh fuck at last my fantasy came true!
At the beginning he seemed a bit confused, he's standing just like a statue but couldn't taken away his eyes from her. I've closed the door for a couple of minutes then opened very carefully and damn! I've found him standing just beside her watching her boobs. I thought that he must be checked and be sure that the toilet door was locked before went beside her. Ohh yes, finally I've been experiencing the exciting moments to watch someone is seeing my sexy wife's nude in real, wow!
He's been recovering himself from embarrassment, shyness and fear to caught by me already, he's moved his hand towards her boobs then touched. Uffff what a damn hot feeling I've been feeling that moment! He's started to play with her boobs. Sometimes kissed on her boobs and nipples. After few minutes he's concentrated on her face, kissed her lips, nose and allover the face. Then he's kissed her lips only just like a mad. Licked the lips with his tongue. Licked the nipples very often. During doing these he's pulled out his dick and omg it's so bigger and thicker. Touching all over her face with the head of his dick. I've been watching her face was melting with his precums.
He's then looked at her pussy and touched that with his fingers. Sometimes sniffing his fingers then again playing with her pussy. He's seemed like uncontrollably excited and started to sucking her pussy. I've been amazed to saw that she's responded though she's sleeping like unconscious. He's been placed his dick in her hands grips and kept sucking her pussy. She's moving her hand softly by holding his bigger dick. Few minutes later he's been shooting huge cums.
After finished cumming he's cleaned his cums from her hand and bed. Then finished my coffee and went out. I came out from toilet, laid beside her with so satisfied mood.
In the dim, fucking sleazy light of the living room, I, BiBottomCocksucker, was already drooling for some nasty cock. The air was thick with the stench of raw lust, every breath making my dick twitch with need.
I locked eyes with this beast of a man, his stare promising to ruin me in the best way. No words were needed; his hard-on bulging through his pants said it all. I dropped to my knees like a greedy little slut, the carpet scraping my skin as I yanked down his jeans. Out sprang that cock—nine inches of thick, veiny meat, dripping with precum, begging for my mouth.
I didn’t waste a second. My lips wrapped around it, tongue lapping at the salty, musky head. I sucked it like a fucking pro, spit and precum making it a sloppy mess, gagging as he rammed it down my throat. His hands gripped my hair, forcing me deeper, claiming my mouth like it was his personal fuckhole.
But sucking wasn’t enough for him. “Bend over, you filthy slut,” he growled, yanking me off his cock with a wet pop. I scrambled to obey, bending over the couch, my ass up and ready, my hole twitching for what was coming.
His rough hands spread me wide, spitting right on my tight hole. Then that cock—still slick from my own spit—pressed against me. The first push was fucking intense, stretching my tight little ass open, forcing its way in. I felt every inch, the burn of that thick meat splitting me apart, hitting my second sphincter and making me scream with pain and pleasure.
“Fuck, you’re tight,” he grunted, his voice dripping with lust as he pounded into me. Each thrust was brutal, my ass taking that cock like it was made to be fucked, the sound of his balls slapping against me filling the room. My hole stretched wide, gripping him, the feeling of being so full driving me fucking wild.
He pulled out suddenly, leaving my ass gaping and hungry. “Turn around, taste your ass, you dirty bitch,” he ordered. I spun around fast, my mouth open, eager for it. That cock, slick with my own ass juice, went straight back into my mouth. The taste was nasty—my musk mixed with his precum—and I fucking loved it. Ass to mouth, I sucked it clean, my tongue working every inch.
But he wasn’t done with my ass. He shoved me back over the couch, slamming that cock back into me, fucking me even harder. My hole stretched and burned, taking every brutal thrust, the sensation of being used like a cheap whore making my cock rock hard without even touching it.
He pulled out again, and I was back on my knees, sucking that cock fresh from my ass. Ass to mouth, over and over, the taste of my own hole becoming second nature, the filth of it making me hornier than ever.
Finally, his grunts got louder, his thrusts into my mouth more desperate. With a deep, guttural moan, he unloaded, his cock buried in my throat, pumping hot, thick cum straight into my mouth. I swallowed every drop, the mix of cum and my own ass juice coating my tongue, my body shaking from the raw, filthy intensity. I was wrecked, humiliated, and fucking satisfied.
fucking this pussy of my wifes best friend was my best experience
Another night I gave up my ass for the second time to the same guy. He fucked my boi pussy off and on for an hour and a half, He was gentle and used lube and it felt so good. He had me ride him cowgurl style and I had to stop a couple times because I was so close to cumming. Finally when he was ready to cum, he pulled out and aimed for my open mouth. it was wonderful and tasted so good,
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...rather knowing that he'd always be unable to experience the ecstasy like I was enjoying as I fucked his big cystr's deep pussy...while he got an earful of our airpocket chest flatulence, the liquid squishing of our genitals, our heavy breathing, and our moans of orgasmic pleasure!
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I harbor a fantasy about fucking a deep-pussyed, big-tittyed nurse all night in a semiprivate hospital room...while, across the curtain, a young man who has just been informed he's paralyzed for life, has to listen to the sounds, and breathe the scents of our enthusiastic sex!
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There used to be a man onsite with the username of "Wheelie" who was paralyzed from a motorcycle accident. He had a great blog about sucking cocks. I fantasized about shooting off in his throat as he sat in his wheelchair...tall mirrors all around us, so I could view the juxtaposition of his weak, broken body in contrast with my flexing muscles. He wanted me to shave my bush -which I laughingly said I'd never do-
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I just couldn't resist the lure of sadism all those years ago. She was my first all-the-way girlfriend, a big-breasted, big-bunned, ash-blond, curvy-legged, 5'2" New Hampshire gal with a beautiful face. Her pussy was absolute cock heaven -always hot and wet, with the perfect surrounding tightness. And so deep, I never "bottomed out" against her cervix(unlike every woman I've fucked since).
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It wasn't like I purposely wanted to become a sadist that night -the situation just fell into my lap(LoL). I never had anything against Margaret's little br@ther, Chris. He always seemed to be a nice kid, but the unfortunate victim of a single misjudgement that cost him the connection between brain and penis. A bitter pill for any 18year-old to swallow. I watched as Margaret undressed him, and put on his pajamas. He had the toothpick legs and pipe-cleaner arms of a quadriplegic, with raccoon eyes that revealed his sadness. His broken turkey-gobbler neck was damn near wide as his gaunt, concave chest. Suddenly, I felt his gaze upon my shapely pec's, under a spandex turtle-neck shirt that fit me like a second skin. That's the moment I realized Margaret's bedroom mattress was only about 2feet on the other side of a 4inch, uninsulated wall! I couldn't help giving my pec's a few flexes and rolls, knowing that in a few minutes, I'd be in missionary position, atop his big sister, pile-driving my baby-maker deep into her hot, wet, heavenly tunnel of life's renewal.
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With that first flex of my pec's, it was like the dam broke. Over 4months of pent-up desire commandeered my thoughts, as my baby-maker blossomed to a fast, fierce erection. It was like that pec's flex was the hunter's rifle shot, felling the whitetail deer. Next came my eyes locking with his (in their raccoon-like mask of sadness) while reaching into my pocket to adjust my swollen cock's bulge, (like unholstering a pistol -not to fire a merciful kill-shot to the head, but to stitch its belly with maximum pain, as it spasmed & flailed in death throes). Margaret saw none of this, as her back was turned towards me, as my eyes bored into his very soul, promising even-greater suffering. After Margaret closed her bedroom door, we said nothing while tossing our clothes in a heap on the floor beside her mattress. She lay on her back, legs parted, motioning me down. Her womanhood was already wet with expectation, as I began a millimeter by millimeter insertion -my baby-maker's erection like velvety ironwood. Once I felt the coronal ridge of my bulb hook past her inner lips, it was like stepping through heaven's door!
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It was an exercise in willpower, continuing ever-so-gentle, millimeter-by-millimeter thrusts, to part Margaret's pussy's walls. After a couple minutes, my shaft was in up to the hilt, with our bushes fully married. I teased her, moving my hips side-to-side, like a rowboat's oar in water. She moaned softly, as I backed out half an inch at a time, followed by a more-forceful, to-the-hilt thrust. After feeling my bulb's coronal ridge back up against her inner lips, it was time to writhe in the ecstasy of a heterosexual man's greatest pleasure.
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I began my deep-thrusting with a slow rhythm, maybe 2seconds in, 2seconds backing outward. One of the most pleasurable benefits of missionary position are the erotic sounds and sensations of chest-on-chest contact -the farting & sucking noises between titties and pec's. Our's always were pretty loud, so I'm sure little crippled Chris could hear them, along with Margaret's increasingly loud moans. I always made sure she had 2 or 3 orgasms (her heavenly pussy tightening around my cock, as she grunted in ecstasy) before I'd even think about cumming. 'Knowing little crippled Chris was less than 3feet away, suffering the despair of looming lifetime paralysis, revealed a new dimension of my masculine intensity...kind of like the old cave-man, "I'll always fuck the woman/you never will" sort of ancestral echo -absolving me of any cruelty-guilt (LoL).
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As I geared into a medium rhythm (a 1second thrust/1second draw-back), our pec's-on-titties "pig noises" grew louder, and Margaret made no effort to mute her moaning. It only took about 4minutes for her to have orgasm number1 -grunting louder than I'd ever heard before, even back in my Boston apartment! I slipped into a meditative mindset, imagining a telepathic monologue at little crippled Chris. "Well, son, I know you're over there listening to your s!ster's moans & grunts, as I knock the wind outta' her lungs. Can you hear the snortin' & farting of her titties pressing against my pec's? How about the hot, wet, hissing of my baby-maker, as it snakes in and out of her paradise-tunnel of life's renewal? Just think. You'll never know a man's greatest joy -spurting his hot load of happy, tiny pollywogs up through the hallway door of a woman's chamber-of-miracles...where all life and time begin!"
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... keeping the same thrusting rhythm, my reverie was interrupted by the wall-muted, yet distinctive, sound of little crippled Chris's crying. His wheezing and choking sounded like a sputtering old rusted pressure-washer, with burnt bearings. Margaret heard him, too, saying "He cries every night. Don't let that interrupt our dance of life's renewal. He damn well knows I have the needs and desires of a young woman! Now, fill my belly with your baby-seed syrup!" Not one to be shy, I quickened my thrusting to 1second in AND back -falling, again, into that sadistic mindset, and furthering the telepathic monologue at little quadriplegic Chris. "Son, I can hear you over there, crying like a 4year-old that's had his Halloween candy stolen(LoL). Why, does it make you sad to know that no healthy women will ever have any interest in you? Your big sister told me I have the perfect size &shape
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cock for giving her multiple orgasms. Hell, the first time we fucked, she cummed -even though I didn't last a whole minute before spurting a dozen long jets of baby-seed syrup way up deep inside her! It was SO sexy watching her walk to the bathroom with MY cum dribbling down her thighs(like the old cave-man claiming his territorial dominance)!
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" Little crippled Chris's crying grew louder as Margaret began grunting with her 2nd orgasm -her wet, hot, heavenly pussy constricting around my cock with such force, I dared not 'back out' -but kept my buns locked in my trusty 'oar-in-water hip movement. Her grunts and moans must've been permeating every wall in her mom's Fairfax Virginia apartment! My telepathic taunts towards Chris resumed, "Damn, little cripple boy, your sister sure is fun to fuck! Just think. We're gonna' be over here, fucking all night! You're too paralyzed to even insert earplugs(LoL),so it's looking like you won't get much sleep. PLUS, I have a lifetime of fucking to look forward to -but you'll NEVER know the most joyous ecstasy a man can experience! Yes sir! A man's spinal cord is the all-important link between his brain, and his baby-maker...and yours is broken(LoL)!"
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Margaret's orgasmic contractions pushed me further toward the edge of losing control. I melted into a meditation -my body became like a medieval threshing machine, plowing through a ripe field of wheat. I imagined little crippled Chris sitting in his wheelchair beside our bed -crying like a little sissybaby getting stung by a swarm of hornets! Within a couple of minutes that
unmistakable tingling(similar to a "Tens" massage unit's firing)began beneath the top of my manhood's
ornate crest(bush hair). 'Knowing there was no turning back, I pulled Margaret's legs tightly together, and planted my knees outside of hers. 'Slipping my hands beneath her armpits to grab the tops of her shoulders, I began pumping her body head-to-foot in a double time thrusting rhythm. She dialed up her moaning volume as Chris's wheezing
and sobbing sounded like he was choking on his own mucus(LoL)!
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Margaret grunted louder with every exhalation -I was literally knocking the wind out of her lungs with every thrust. The flatulence between her titties and my pec's was in steady crescendo, as I imagined little crippled Chris watching from his wheelchair at the foot of our mattress. I taunted, "Well, sonny boy. Can you see my hairy balls drawn up tight as a tick's hide beneath my red-eyed asshole, winking you a Morse code message? ..._ _ _... SOS just think, little cripple Chris. You'll never know the greatest pleasure a man can experience -like my writhing in ecstasy with your sister right now! Do you see my hips tilting and buns flexing as my hissing veiny manhood-snake's nearly drilling up & out her bellybutton?
Previously it was fucking my girlfriend while her mum was in the room next door. I came so hard it still amazes me today we were never bust.
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