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My son My love

THE FIRST TIME HE CALLED ME MOM, HE WAS FUCKING ME
I looked at my son William’s handsome face as he slept peacefully. He fell asleep in my embrace. It was the day he first called me ‘Mom’ and he was almost 19. He called me ‘Mom’ because he now realized that I had been forced against my will to give him up.
I was a na? 16 year old girl when William’s father David made me pregnant. He was an Englishman of rich, aristocratic family. He had come to the States for a holiday and he was 30. We fell in love (or so I thought). He had refused to go back to England without me when we found out I was pregnant. I went with him, but due to my age we could not marry.
His mother, Margaret was a lying bitch. He knew David would not leave me so she kept me sweet and promised we could stay that way and be legally married as soon as I came of age. All the while I was kept away from public view. She had been busily planning to get David married to an appropriate girl of “decent breed” and not some underage Yankee.
Eight months after I gave birth to William, I got news of my parent’s accident. David had been away to manage some estate. His mom said that I should leave without William, and that David would come with William to the US as soon as he was back.
My parents did not survive the accident. I was told this as soon as I was home. I was so afraid and lost I needed someone to standby me. Before I could call, Margaret called me from England saying that Father and son were on their way. Little did I know that they were indeed on their way- to a new woman.
After I managed the funeral and everything all alone, I called England to ask about David and William. I asked for David and was answered by Margaret who said that David was on his honeymoon to Paris. She faked to be sorry that David found another woman and had been having an affair all along my pregnancy. And now that I was not there to create a scene he decided to marry his girlfriend. Later I found out that the girlfriend was the daughter of a wealthy man who was a member of the House of Lords. Their getting together was carefully orchestrated by Margaret while I was oblivious of why David was frequently away on “managing of estate”. I was told I could forget about whatever I had with David and I should not worry about the baby because now the baby was with its legally wedded parents.
I was unwilling to give up on William. I took them to court for William’s custody. But I, a na? teenage American without a job or property (not to mention without family), did not stand a chance against a biological father with a wife, who both were from high society in England.
So every year I had to tighten my belt to make it to England for William’s birthday. My visits were on condition that he should not know I was his mother until he reached a certain age. And as a child he knew me as Nikki, some distant aunt who lived in the US, who also loved him to death albeit for only a few days once a year. I used to miss him so much that once I even begged to stay with him as his nanny. But Margaret just ridiculed me in return.
William went to the best school, had the best of everything, he played a number of sports and was an outstanding soccer player. He was trained to be a fine young man of culture. I was so happy and proud of him, and I consoled myself that his father gave him all that I could not have given him. So in each of my visits I made sure that I gave him all the love and tenderness if that was all I had to give him.
On his 15th birthday he found out that I was his biological mother. Since David’s wife had not wanted to be called mother he had been told all along that his mother had left him. So to him, I was now the mother who had not wanted him and left him and his dad for another man. He got very angry with me and he said that I could never see him again. Nobody cared to enlighten him and I could not because he would not speak or listen to me.
I later learned that his granny Margaret went one step ahead to speak of me as no better than a broad, in between men and incapable of fidelity. My failed relationships over the last couple of years didn’t help either. I went to his 16th birthday with a man only to come back on his 17th with another.
David died between those two birthdays and when I tried to console William on the phone, he was so calm and sensible, I was so proud of him. I knew he loved his father very much. He was also very distant despite my attempts to get close to him. I told him that I will always be there if and when he needed me. He muttered a noncommittal “okay”, said “Bye Nikki, thanks for calling” and hung up. The next birthday (17th) we hardly spoke to each other, although he was very polite as taught; it hurt me so much to see my only blood so unaffectionate. So I decided not to go to his birthdays anymore.
I consoled myself that now my child was big and turned out to be a fine young man, he would turn to me when he will need me. Though I knew at the back of my mind, that for William to ever need me for anything was unlikely.
Over the years I had dreamed that when he would learn that I was his mom, he would come to me and stay with me, he will take care of me and say, “Oh Mom, I am sorry for what you went through, I will wipe away all your difficult past”. I smiled wryly at the stupid dream I had been nurturing.
I did not know that they were going to come true and some more!!!
One day he called me out of the blue and said, “Hey Nikki, guess what?”
“I did not know how to take it “Yes..???”
“I am in the airport, Can you come and pick me up!”
I couldn’t help but shriek, “you mean you’re in town?”
“Yeah”
“All the way from the UK? ”
“That’s right”
I was ecstatic and confused at the same time. If I remember correctly, the last time he spoke to me, he was cross and judgmental. I thought ‘Whatever. My son has come to town and wants me to meet him at the airport. That’s what mattered.’
When I looked for him in the airport, I could not find him when suddenly a tall and handsome man called out, waived at me and said “Hi” .On close scrutiny I recognized him as William. He was all smiles and warmth, just like it used to be before he found out I was his mother. Only that he was a boy no more but a tall handsome young man.
The sight of him warmed my heart not only because he was my dear son but I couldn’t deny that he was very attractive and well…sexy. I know a mother should not feel that way. But I have never been dishonest to myself so now I would not start by denying to myself that the young man in front of me is indeed a desirable hunk of a man.
On the way back in the car he told me that he had decided to spend the vacation here and would like to stay with me if I didn’t mind. “of course I don’t” I replied quickly, which would be the understatement of the century.
He said, “Nikki, I am sorry I behaved badly. I had no right to judge you. You might have had your reasons. Now as two sensible adults I want us to be friends as it was before.”
Right now I would have forgiven him for murder. My world suddenly became brighter, and I pulled a comically straight face and said, “Whatever you say, my young Sir” to which we both broke in laughter. That cleared the air.
I felt very uncomfortable when he took stock of my place. Everything about it was small. I had one small living room, a small kitchen and a bedroom that has a small attached bathroom. Remembering the grandeur and space he was used to back home in England, I said,
“Sorry my place is a bit… cramped”
He said “Fine, fine, don’t worry about it”. He unpacked his stuff and I left him to get fresh and headed for the kitchen to make coffee. When I returned with the coffee, he was in his bathrobe fresh from the shower.
He looked around the walls of my bedroom which was adorned with his photographs taken over the years.
I thought ‘Shit, I should have remembered to remove those before rushing to the airport, now he will think I am obsessed with him or something. That will only make him wary or maybe freak him out.’
But he looked very comfortable and followed me right behind in his bathrobe into the living room. While we had coffee, he said he would like to buy some few items. I said I also needed to get something from the mall and we decided to go together. I could not help but notice his long lean body, a small trace of hair springing from his chest at the V of his robe and the ones on his shin. His feet and toes were so big…
I had to stop myself from getting wet and said to myself “Now, after all these years do you want to ruin your chances of getting close to your son by being a sex maniac and fancying him mad. Stop it! you will scare him away.”
He was talking about his vacation plans while being here, but my mind didn’t register a thing he said. I was dreaming how the stubble on his chin would feel when I vaguely heard him say “……go there too.” God I was dreaming away and was not even listening.
I covered it up by saying, “You can tell me that in detail later, tell me how long do you plan to stay here?”
“Have had enough of me already? Huh” he teased.
I replied in the same lightness, “You know that’s not true”
It was dark by the time we came back from the market. I made dinner while he watched a football match and he helped me chop vegetables in between. During dinner we did a lot of catching up just like old friends. I told him about my job, he told me about his college etc. He was genuinely appreciative of my cooking which made me really happy and lightheaded.
He insisted on letting me have the bed and sleeping on the couch. So I left him watching football match.
Half an hour later I was in my bedroom when he knocked and asked ‘Can I come in?’
I was in my negligee and he nothing more than in his boxer. He sat beside me on the bed and looked at his own numerous photographs on the wall displayed in different angles. He must have already seen most of those before, but what he saw now is a portrayal of him from a mother’s point of view.
I felt uneasy so I offered to show him my photo album. He looked through all my photographs, deliberating on some of them, my teenage years, in my workplace, with my friend Cathy etc. In the end he asked me, “Why did you never marry?” I noticed that he was fairly serious.
“I am still in market, I’m not that old you know. I’m just waiting for the right man to come along”. I partly said it to lighten the mood, but it failed to have the desired effect.
Long silence, “Why didn’t you and dad marry?”
“Sometimes things simply don’t work out…”
“Please… don’t you think I can handle the truth. I now know what was told to me was exaggerated.”
When I looked at him pleadingly.
He insisted, “I want to hear it from your point of view. Is that too much to ask?.”
I knew there was no way out, so I told him the whole story. Halfway through I had to lie on the bed while narrating my story. I told him how I used to miss him, my baby, and how afraid and young I was. I lay there facing away from him, facing the wall adorned with his photographs. I raised my hand and touched eight year old William’s photo holding a football, my tears were steadily flowing. I was past caring if he thinks of me a pathetic mess, who could not get over her past tragedy.
The tears were rolling out blurring my vision. Suddenly I felt him lying beside me, his hand on my shoulder, gently stroking my arm. He spoke softly and confidently, “I am sorry..”
Long silence. “I completely misjudged you”
“It’s not your fault William, you were misled by the b… your grand mother.”
“I could not believe she did those things to you, and to us,” he had his arms around me in close embrace,
“She always seemed so proper, though I never really liked her on a deeper level.”
“I am glad you are the caring young man you are, William.”
“Dad saw to that. Despite what he did to you, he was a good man”
Suddenly remembering how he must miss his dad, I turned around and looked into his eyes and said, “I know. Do you miss him so often?”
“He would go to any length to take out the time to play with me; he would teach me to hook a fish….”
As he fondly remembers his father, I couldn’t help but stroke his chin with my fingers and nod in sympathy of his loss.
“But if you must know whom I missed most on my 18th birthday,” He looked at me intently, “it was you.” Surprised, I said, “Me!!”
“Yes you, my dear Nikki” he smiled tenderly, and it was so intimate I felt a flush running through my whole body. “Shunning you was the biggest mistake I have made, you were always there, so caring and loving on all my birthdays, and then you didn’t come…”
“I’m sorry…”
“It was my fault, I drove you away…”
Then suddenly he got brooding and nervous.
“Can I…..eh.. call you mom…. I mean … if you don’t mind”
“You can never imagine how many years I’ve been waiting to hear you say that” I was emotional again, almost in tears, I kissed his chin, “You can call me now”,
He fussed, “What do I say when I call you.”
“Say anything that comes to mind”
“Mom, I love you”
I was in ecstasy it brought tears to my eyes,
“I love you too, my handsome young man”,
I could not contain my happiness. I kissed his cheek, his nose, his forehead..
When he tried to return the favor it caught me off guard, and our lips somehow found their way to each other and we stopped dead for a moment, his lips on mine.We broke the lip lock and he looked at me slightly flustered.
I said “William honey, its okay”
“Does that mean I can kiss you again?”
“I don’t know. I .. I guess so..”
Then he kissed me again on my lips, I almost opened my mouth to receive him.
I found myself so wet and aroused, more aroused than I had ever been when kissed by anybody. He trembled a little, his lips soft and sensuous on mine.
After a while, I felt the tip of his tongue on my slightly parted lips, probing ever lightly. When I didn’t object, he got bolder and slowly his tongue found its way into my mouth. I was nervous and trembling. In response I sucked his tongue; a lightning of sensations traveled my whole body as I tasted the tip of his probing tongue.
With that all rational thought deserted me and I never looked back to think that I was on my way to fucking my own son.
We both breathed heavily. I could hear my heart pounding my chest. Soon we were passionately kissing. I let out a low moan and we snuggled closer. His hand reached for my breast and then as if in realization he stopped short of cupping it. He was taking his hands away when I took hold of it and pressed it firmly to my breast.
He kneaded it through the cloth of my nightie, while kissing me. He broke the kiss and looked down and he freed my left breast from the confines of my nightie. He rubbed the nipple and looked at me questioningly. I blinked in approval and slowly he lowered his head and his beautiful mouth engulfed the erect nipple.
The sight of my loving son hungrily suckling my plump mammary organ got me emotional as well as terribly wet. I slipped the strap off the other breast and he switched to it as soon as it was exposed. He sucked like his life depended on it. The warm wetness of his mouth, the force of suckling and the lips and tongue stimulating my nipple and areola heightened my body to a new level of awareness and arousal.
Then his hand replaced his mouth and he came up to kiss me again. I pulled him closer and now our bodies were pressed closely to each other, one leg of his resting over mine and our bodies pressed hard against each other.
I could feel his erection pressing on my lower belly through his boxer and my negligee. And what an erection it was. He was hard as a rod and boy, was he big!
His crotch pressed my cunt in a timeless and instinctive gesture of raw lust. And I responded in kind. A hand cupped my buttock and greedily pulled it as he thrust. Thus we found a rhythm of hunching back and forth, while kissing like there was no tomorrow.
Now that it became apparent our desires got the better of us, my hand reached down on his boxer to stroke his big cock. He helped me by pushing the boxer down and wriggling free of it; then I grabbed the thick cock. I could feel that he was so long and so big. It was uncut and I could feel the trace of pre cum lubricating the tip if the glans. I stroked up and down his length, feeling the hard shaft beneath the soft skin. He gasped in pleasure.
He reached for my nightie. I helped him pull it up and off my body. He pulled me closer and we kissed and kissed while our naked bodies wriggled against each other.
Then he broke the kiss and mounted me, his masculine body pressed on to my lusciously curvy one. His legs tried to part mine.
When I hesitated, he looked at me and smiled with confidence, “Open your legs for me, Mom, I want to love you.”
I thought, ‘He sure knows what to say to a lady’.
I pulled his head down to kiss him as I opened my legs wide for him to snuggle into. He wasted no time in reaching for his cock while his other hand propped his upper body up. We both looked down as he slowly rubbed the tip up and down my vulva. Then he positioned the glistening cock head at my wet entrance nudging at my open folds. Holding his dick there at my entrance, both his hands cupped my chin willing me to look at him, his face a mere millimeter from mine. Then slowly pushed his hot hard rod inside my boiling pussy. I moaned at the utmost delicious sensation as he slowly eased his long cock into my canal. He was long!! it took sweet forever to bury it deep inside, to the hilt. We looked at each other, as our bodies were locked into the most intimate coupling. Our crotches joined like there was nothing in between, like we were a conjoined being, his balls resting on my ass. The pleasure and love in his eyes were the most precious thing to me.
He slowly pulled out barring his helmet and then swiftly thrust in completely, I screamed in pleasure, and I knew I was going to cum. The pressure in my pussy was so unbearably pleasurable. He thrust hard once more and I was caught in the frenzy of my orgasm. Spasms after spasms of wave ripped through my core as my vaginal walls contracted in rhythm with the wave. His cock reveled in my cunt as it became hotter in there with my love juices released. He held it hard and deep inside throughout my climax which lasted for what seemed like one lifetime.
When I came back, he kissed me and he started pounding into me hard and fast. The bed shook like there was an earthquake, it banged against the wall with a loud thud with every thrust of his. Soon he let out a low growl of pleasure and I knew he was close and so was I again. I pulled his buttocks down as he thrust into me and then he came. With a loud moan I joined him as he groaned out loud and shot endless spew of his hot seed into my cervix. We groaned in unison. He bottomed out on me and held there throughout the ejaculation, grinding in uncontrollable rhythm.
Chapter 2
As we bathed in the aftermath of our lovemaking he confessed to me about how I became his fantasy as long back as he could remember.
I recollected his hard-on at his 13th birthday when he had been dancing with me. I had been proud that my son was growing up fast and he would soon be a man. Little did I know then that he was aroused with me in mind.
He confessed that he had girlfriends but he never got serious about them. He had had sex, I just had a live demo of how good and practiced a lover he was.
He had thought, I being older was so experienced that he was afraid he’d not stand a chance with me if he was a clumsy virgin. He had been gaining experience with women with the hope of one day winning me over with his expertise in courtship and lovemaking.
But his dreams were shattered when he had found out that the woman of his dreams was indeed his mother, who had left him and his dad for another man. He became bitter and angry for the fact that I turned out to be his mother, and furthermore it was I who had betrayed him the moment he came into this world, not giving the helpless baby a single chance to be worthy of her.
But he could not stop thinking about me anyway and when I hadn’t turned up at his 18th birthday, he finally figured that he would have to come and win me back as a woman. Now the fact that I was his mother could stop him no more.
I looked at my confessing son and stroked his ear. How handsome and sexy he looked! His eyes were soft on me and they were full of love and lust.
He kissed me, nibbling softly at my lips. He said that now he has got me he will be my man. He will not return to England. He will never leave my side. It amused me that his father had made me the same promise years ago and now here was the son, repeating the same promise. Of course I didn’t doubt about the sincerity of William’s words, though I couldn’t help but be amused and I smiled. He looked a tad offended at my reaction to his solemn promise.
I kissed him and then said ‘William, you’re not thinking clearly. You must consider what you’re giving up here. It will mean an end to all the wealth and status you could inherit, which are rightfully yours.’
Then it was his turn to laugh in amusement, ‘Dearest mother, I have already inherited my wealth.’
I was perplexed as to what he meant by that. Maybe he was being a teenager and telling me that I was his wealth. As if reading my mind he dispelled that thought immediately, ‘Dad left me the lions’ share of the ancestral inheritance, and a hefty bank balance.’
‘But your grandma is still alive… how
could he be the….I don’t get the picture’
He explained ‘Grandma never had anything. I heard that when Dad’s father died, in his will he distributed all his property between his two sons, leaving the mother with nothing. You know she had been promiscuous and cheating. Grandpa divorced her. After he died and after she squandered all her benefits from the divorce settlement, she had come to dad, her youngest son, who took pity on her and kept her with him in dignity. Then she continued to live the life of a lady. My dad was a kind man, but he knew his mother would run down everything if left to her device, that’s why he left her with just the house and a meager but comfortable monthly allowance from one of the estates.’
‘So how exactly how rich are you my young sir?’ I mimicked in a tarty voice.
‘I should not reveal my worth to a lady lest I shall be left in doubt if she loves me only for what I have.’
He had a grin on his face.
“Lets see what exactly do you have”
Grabbing at his semi erect cock, I stroked it, it sprang to life and slowly gaining in size and hardness.
‘Youngman, I sure do love what you have down here’
We were lying sideways facing each other. He lifted one leg of mine and spread it in the air. With his other hand he reached for my clitoris and stroked it up and down with his thumb.
‘I won’t know if the lady is speaking lies to soften me up’
The skillful stroke in my clitoris made me burn in heat.
I rubbed the tip of his magnificently erect phallus,
‘I don’t see any sign of things softening here’
I shuddered in anticipation of what was soon about to happen. My insides felt like butter.
‘The lady will have to prove herself worthy of what I have for her’, he thrust my hand with his cock in mock fucking.
With my hand I grabbed his hand stroking my clit and guided his index finger into my vagina. Seeing how hot and wet I was he exclaimed ‘wow’ in delight.
‘Now are you still in doubt that I have the hots for you. Sir, can you please do me now?’
Still he was not through tormenting me,
‘A gentleman can never be sure of how far the lady is willing to go, he should wait for her to give him assurance beyond doubt that she is not going to accuse him of inappropriate behavior’
‘If you must insist..’
I pulled his hand away from my dripping cunt and guided his throbbing cock in its place, I lifted my leg some more to accommodate his size and pressed on to him till with a groan of pleasure he was deep inside me.
‘Now! that’s what I call hot’
His hand grabbed my lifted leg and started pumping, using my leg as leverage. Soon all the playfulness was gone and we were seriously and passionately fucking our brains out.
‘God, you’re hot and tight mother, tell me you love my cock up in your vagina’
I kissed his gasping mouth and said, ‘You’re the biggest dick and the best fuck I have had my whole life.’ He loved what he was hearing and rewarded me with one long and hard thrust which yielded a loud shriek of pleasure from me.
I groaned and moaned as he pumped away his meat into my aching cunt like there was no tomorrow.
I moaned louder, he groaned and grunted,
We were in a fucking frenzy and soon I could feel his dick swelling in my pussy and knew he was about to come. He jerked violently then with a loud groan he spilled endless stream of hot and potent seed into my womb.
This sent me over the edge and with a loud shriek I came on his dick. He never missed a beat, continuously thrusting till we both subsided.
He was totally impassioned in our lovemaking and without a word I cuddled his face to my neck and soon he fell asleep in my embrace, his spent cock still buried deep inside me.
Epilogue: While I watched him sleep my thought went on how would our future be, would he like to have children. After last night I could be pregnant….Then my mind drifted to a more immediate problem. What do I tell to my only friend Cathy who is also a single mother with a teenage son of about William’s age. ©2008
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Body Snatch

A college professor discovers a device that enables him to switch bodies. Unfortunately the side effect is overwhelming sexual urges.

True Story

Tit Slave

My wife and I have had a good sex life over the years. But sex can become mundane and every so often you have try new ways and ideas. My wife is in her forties and has a 42-32-40 figure and in good shape. But we needed something new to spice up our love life.
I decided to work on her biggest asset, her huge tits. She has incredible large (DD) tits and loves to have them played with and sucked. I started her off with nipple suckers (all types), chains with weights and eventually a breast pump. She has gone from a 42 DD bust to a 46 E with two inch nipples that when not aroused are at least one inch long. Also, her nipple diameter has increased to three quarters of an inch.
The nipple suckers, weights and breast pump have done their jobs. When we first started she would cum very quickly when trying these new toys. But now she needs new experiences to keep her pussy cumming.
So we tried going out in public and slowly got her to show them off. I convinced her to go for rides along the river with just a t-shirt, blazer and dungarees on. Eventually she would get bolder and show them off.
I even had her riding around at night along the river with either her chains and weights on or a pair of small snake bite suction cups that just cover her big nipples. This would drive her wild and make her cum over and over.
The next step was to have her wear the t-shirt outfit and stop at an intersection and ask a guy for directions. She couldn’t stop cumming after the first time. She asked the guy for directions and all he could do was stare at her big tits. Her nipples would start to grow and the guy, I bet, was cumming in his pants.
One night we even asked a woman at an intersection for directions and she couldn’t stop staring at my wife and this really got my wife off that night. She even let two guys go with us to show the way and got out with them and let them feel her up and eventually suck her off. She did not let them play with her pussy or screw her because she still was scared to go that far.
This past summer on a hot night, we went out again and this time she let a woman show us the way and we parked and the woman sucked her off for a good hour before she finished.
When we got home, my wife was horny and wanted to be fucked. We use a condom because she is still afraid she’ll get pregnant and couldn’t wait. Just as we were starting to head to the bed room our door bell rang. It was the next door neighbor. It was about 1 AM and this surprised us and I went to the door and let them in. They wanted to borrow our VCR camera to take to a family outing the next day.
I let them in and my wife gave up thinking I was going to screw her tonight and it seemed that the neighbors wanted to talk. She invited them into the kitchen for coffee and kept her blazer closed so her tits and nipples weren’t sticking out.
I got the camera and we sat down to drink our coffee. When I asked for some milk, the neighbor volunteered to get up and get it out of the refrigerator. When he came back he poured some into my cup but when he started to pour it into my wife’s cup he missed and got it all over her blazer and also on her t-shirt. My wife jumped up and the neighbor started to rub the milk off of her but it really looked like he was feeling up her tits. My wife resisted momentarily but then started to let him feel her up. To my surprise, his wife didn’t say a thing but just watched him slowly feel up my wife’s tits through the blazer,
My wife was really enjoying this and so was my neighbor’s wife. I also was getting a hard on just watching my wife get a good feel. What happen next totally amazed me when he told her to unbutton her blazer. She didn’t hesitate and unbuttoned which made her confined tits burst out. Her nipples were fully out, all two inches, and wanting more. The wife just said “Damn, those are big fucking white tits and nipples.” This made my wife squirm and thrust her tits out even more.
What really got my wife going was probably that she was being felt up by a black man. She never tried to show off her tits to a black man or woman but I knew this really turned her on. Next he told her to push her fucking big tits out and keep them out. She did without hesitating. He then told my wife to look at his wife and let her feel up her tits and nipples. She shuddered when the neighbor’s wife black hands started to feel her and pinch her nipples. She was cumming but they weren’t through with her yet.
He told her to take off the blazer and pull up the t-shirt. She did and now both of them had their hands all over her massive tits. They pinched and pulled her nipples until she let out a cry. “Shut up bitch,” he said to her and she immediately stopped. “My wife is going to suck your big white nipples and I want you to feed her your nipple and tit,” he ordered. My wife thrust her tit and nipple as far as she could into the black womans mouth.
“Bitch, look at my cock,” he told her and as my wife did she could see his cock getting bigger and bigger as the wife sucked hard on her nipple. “You want more?” he asked my wife and she said yes. “What did you say?” he asked her. “Yes please, suck me more,” she replied.
He then pulled up her free tit and started to nurse off of her nipple. Slowly he pulled more and more of her tit into his mouth. My wife is big and he sucked in a lot of tit and nipple. I was surprised at how much he could get into his mouth. Now the wife started to order my wife by telling her to watch him suck her like she was nursing him like a baby. My wife was now following his rhythm and giving him all she had as if he was milking her.
“Take his cock out and jerk him off, bitch,” she told her. My wife unzipped him and pulled out his big cock. “You want him don’t you bitch,” she said. My wife started to shake her head no and he just sucked her harder..
“The bitch isn’t cooperating honey. We’ll have to break her,” she said. Now his wife sucked my wife’s other tit into her mouth and they both sucked as hard as they could and it looked like they were trying to get milk out of her.
“You want to let us milk you, right bitch,” he said. My wife shook her head yes. “Well then do as we say and you will get your wish,” he said. Now they both quit sucking and mashed my wife’s nipples over and over until she almost passed out. “Now bitch, do as we say.” My wife nodded yes.
He told us to follow them to their house and both of them led my wife out the door by holding her nipples. He still had his black cock out but didn’t even try to put it into his pants. “Come on bitch, lets go,” he said to my wife. Take the camera also he told me to follow.
We walked out the door in plain site to all and crossed the street with him and his wife pulling my wife’s nipples and his cock hanging out. We went into their house and they took my wife down the stairs to their basement with me filming all of this. He told me to watch how they were going to get my wife to do anything and everything they want.

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Fantasy

Twincest Sabrina and Katrina’s Story

Sabrina and Katrina are identical twins but their looks are the only thing the two seem to have in common. But Sabrina’s discovery of her sister’s diary may show they have more in common than they originally believed… Beep beep beep…

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Magical Hearts chapter 3

Of love and The Duke: Chapter 3
The priestess was browsing the market and shops of house Morgan when she overheard the rumor that a blessed couple, a young wizard and Isabel Morgan have entered the tent of her father. The goddess spoke to her giving her the feeling that she must see the couple. She dropped what she was doing and immediately walked to the tent of Jeremiah Morgan.
Entering she witnessed for herself the couple glowing, and proclaim that they are a blessed couple. She lingered having the feeling she needed to witness a little more. The couple kissed again and she wondered why Jeremiah become irritated seeing them glow. It is a gift from the goddess to the couple.
The priestess watches in wonder as the young wizard displays and offers his dowry to Jeremiah. A large gold block that opens to present an astonishing number of uncut diamonds that are even more valuable than gold, she has never seen a dowry so large. Truly, a dowry fit for a princess. When she hears the young wizard proclaim it to be mere dust compared to his love, she can hear the truth in his words. She then takes her leave, thinking the goddess for letting her witness a love so great.
The priestess of Aphrodite returns to the Temple as quickly as she can walk, it would be undignified and lack the grace required of her if she ran. Entering the temple, she needed to discuss the events she has witnessed with the head priestess and what she had learned. After a long and intense discussion between the priestess and head priestess of Camarillo’s Temple of Aphrodite, they send a message by magical means to the high priestess in New Cowan. They fear the Duke has become unstable. They also know of the love’s discovery spell in limited time the couple have. The message simply informs the high priestess of what they intend to do, and request her blessing.
The priestess wondered why the Duke insisted on such a hastily performed wedding between Isabel and his youngest son. Even though house Morgan was quite wealthy, surely, other matches would be available for the young boy, someone of higher standing, another Royal closer to the King perhaps. Isabel’s dowry was quite extensive, but barely met what one would say expected for a commoner marrying a noble. Isabel had not truly wanted to wed the Duke’s son, a boy four years younger than she is.
It will take hours before the message received at New Cowan, and most likely the morning before reply sent. The head priestess does not believe there is enough time; she believed the wedding between Julius and Isabel should be this evening if possible. If the two give into their carnal lust, they would incur the wrath of Aphrodite, as tradition and experience in these matters have taught. The head priestess wondered if there would be time to summon the clan, and prepare the Temple for the wedding this evening. Surely if the girl is already married, the Duke would give up.
The Duke had been strongly insisting that the wedding performed as soon as Isabel could be located. Now with her return to the city, it fell to the priestess to inform the Duke that no ceremony between Isabel and his son will ever occur.
The head priestess orders that no one should perform the marriage ceremony requested by the Duke. To do so would be an affront to Aphrodite herself, not something any of her priestesses would ever consider doing. The head priestess retired to her chamber to pray for Aphrodite’s intervention, as she sent the priestess to inform the Duke.
The priestess enters the keep, requesting an audience with the Duke. An hour passed before she granted an audience with the Duke and brought to the lavish and over ornamented audience chamber where the Duke waited impatiently. She kneels before the Duke and begins to explain, “Your Lordship, with all humility I regret to inform you that your son’s wedding to Isabel Morgan cannot be performed.”
The Duke infuriated shouts, “You dare come before me to tell me you cannot do something your head priestess has already promised.”
The priestess tries to remain rational and calm, knowing it would be death to show anger at his superior attitude. It would not be the first time someone it had an audience with this particular Duke only to be struck dead by him. Sometimes she wondered why the King still has not replaced such an evil man, she wondered if the rumors were true that he was not even in the kingdom and had not been for years.
In a respectful voice she apologizes, “Your Lordship I am sorry, but we did not know that the goddess had other plans for the young woman. She has a blessed bonding to a young wizard. They must be married before the first night of the full moon.”
The Duke and his smug attitude questions, “Has this young wizard a name, and provided a dowry one greater than my sons.”
The priestess answers, “He is Julius, apprenticed to Justin of Benton. His dowry is her weight in gold, and a third of her weight in uncut diamond. I have beheld the treasure myself and it is far greater than any I have ever seen before. His love for her is strong sire; he called it mere dust compared to her. Their bond is so strong when they kiss they glow. Only a very few bonds have ever been blessed so by the goddess.”
The Duke was also a greedy bastard, and he knew how the laws worked. If Julius were unable to marry Isabel, his dowry would transfer to Isabel. Then upon Isabel’s wedding to his son, and her eventual death, untimely of course the treasure would be his sons, for him to take. The Duke pondered all this as the priestess kneeled there in front of him. Unknown to the Duke that their bond is so strong, so blessed that who would interfere with it risk the wrath of Aphrodite. One should know Aphrodite first is a woman, and hell knows no fury greater than a woman scorned, or in this case, a goddess scorned.
The Duke coming out of his throne he stocks forward, anger drips from him. Only two paces separate the kneeling and unmoving priestess, “If she had not run away, the wedding to my son would have been performed. I insist that their wedding be performed dowry or no.”
For the first time she raises her eyes to the Duke. In a shocked and concerned voice she warns, “Your Lordship to do so would be an affront to Aphrodite, and mean the death of both Julius and Isabel.” She drops her gaze, uncomfortable with the evil she sees in his face.
The sound of his sword as it withdrawn from its scabbard is the only sound otherwise in the silent audience chamber. The Duke orders, “You will perform the wedding ceremony.”
Again, the priestess raises her eyes and says, “No…” The next sound heard is the priestess’ lifeless body falling upon the floor.
A gasp from the Captain of the guards alerts the Duke to his presence, the guard Captain had been a leftover from the former Duke who he had taken over from five years ago. The Duke knew he suspected him and many of his wrongdoings, the message from the runner he had intercepted and killed earlier confirmed that. The Duke was going to either corrupt the man or see to his death, he had already been working to corrupt Captain Michael, but the captain had resisted. The Duke had another plan one he knew would work, as his loyal guards escorted the Captain’s wife and young daughters through the hall as the Captain turned seeing their presence.
The Duke waves the Captain over, “First I will have you know if you do not follow my orders I will kill you surely as I killed the priestess who failed me. Then I will enjoy your wife and daughters as your lifeless head looks on from the post of my bed.”
One look over his shoulder, after seeing the four evil man now holding his family the guard Captain’s resolve is broken, the look of defeat in his eyes tells the Duke all he wants to know. He orders to the guard Captain, “Follow me then or you know what will occur. We have business in the Temple.”
Meanwhile back at the tents of house Morgan a feast has been prepared. It is tradition that the wedding announcement held in such a manner. At the beginning of the feast, Jeremiah gives a toast to the newly betrothed. Jeremiah toast, “As you are aware, my daughter disobeyed me recently. She refused the Duke’s son. Running off to her uncle Justin, she ran into Remus on a dark night a werewolf attacked. Before his death, Remus managed to defend my daughter, and prove his love and bravery to the clan. Young Julius having heard the beginnings of the fight ran with all haste unfortunately he was not early enough to save Remus. In his own words, he found magic greater at that moment within him than he ever knew. He easily defeated the werewolf, and defended the life of my daughter.
Julius is a member of the clan because of his apprenticeship to my brother-in-law Master Wizard Justin. Therefore, falls under the laws of the clan, not being a direct blood relative to Isabel Morgan by those laws they are betrothed.
Isabel requested her uncle to do the discovery spell to verify Julius and her bonding. Justin perform the spell, finding them bonded strongly. The young wizard has provided an incredible dowry, greater than any I have ever seen. I give them my blessing.”
The clan cheers, and toast the betrothed. When the noise dies down Rebecca shouts, “Come on Isabel give him a kiss. I want to see you glow.” Isabel and I kiss; as the glow begins, there is a moment of stunned silence before it is broken with even greater cheers.
As the feast comes to its conclusion, the Captain of the guard appears. It almost looks as if he is fighting back tears, he so angry. He steps forward, and places a charm set of wrist restraints on me. I look at him questioning and he says, “The Duke orders your arrest.”
I ask, “Surely my arrest is not enough to anger you so greatly.”
Captain Michael whispers, “I watched the Duke murder the priestess of Aphrodite. Before I could gather enough loyal men to seize the Duke for his crime, he took my family hostage. I am sorry. I have no choice.”
I whisper in return, “For your family I will offer no resistance. If you promise, my family will be left alone.”
Michael whispers, “I will do what I can, I will put loyal men on the East gate tonight so they may slip away.”
The Duke with the smell of death about him strolls in to the tent. He behaves as if he is above all law and justice cannot touch him. Accompanied by four of his personal guards, who knows how many stand outside, walking up to Isabel he says, “I knew you would come to your senses, my son waits for you.” He roughly handles her, it is all that I can do not to break free of these shackles; I sense I have the strength. However, lives depend on my cooperation. The Duke pulls Isabel out of the tent, and I am led behind her. At least half the city guard is there, I knew then that the man was a coward.
Isabel pushed into a carriage, and a chain connected from the carriage back to my shackles. A momentary flash and I know the goddess’ judgment is coming and she will protect us. As the carriage pulls away at a trot, the Captain of the guard left behind. I can feel Justin’s anger boiled before I mentally tell him, clear the righteous from the city. Let none even look upon it until the sun rises tomorrow; you have until dusk, for the goddesses’ vengeance falls on the city tonight.
The Duke orders his driver to make better speed, yanking me from my feet, and dragging me over the ground, and yet the Duke orders him to move faster. I barely managed to get back to my feet, and at this pace I slam into walls nearly on every turn, the driver takes pity and slows down only to have the Duke screaming for him to speed up yet again. Even before we arrive at the Keep, I am already bloody and bruised.
Only the righteous heard the call, the ones who feared justice left quickly. In the years that I have not been within the gates of the city, many have fallen from the true path. The Duke’s corrupted guards seem to be blind to the people leaving. Captain Michael even managed to walk into the keep unopposed and retrieve his family and leave. The righteous took only what they could carry, leaving quickly in the four hours before sunset they all had departed the city and walked out of sight of the East gate. All seemed to fill the need to be away from the city, even the guards that did not follow the Duke closely left.
The Duke had decided to try me for treason at sunset. He needed the time to bring his lackeys and to exclude all others to ensure his victory by trial. He thought to direct justice down his chosen path, but sometimes justice is not that blind.
I was to endure four hours of torture before the sunset; my time had not yet come. I am beaten and thrown in a cell only to allow the guards to rest. Then removed from the prison cell to allow the guards to continue their evil game, one will punch me knocking me into the other and again. Finally, they chained me to a whipping post. Nevertheless, the hour of my salvation rapidly approached. As the whip reopens old scars on my back, the sun finally set, they dragged me bleeding and bruised to the audience chamber of the Duke. Chains were about my feet, their shackles still dug into my wrists, even in this dark hour I did not feel abandoned.
Thrown roughly to the floor only a few yards in front of the Duke, I still see the bloodstains from the priestess. I could hear Isabel’s soft cry above all other sounds even though the guards were shouting for my death.
My mind reaches out to Isabel, (Are you all right my love? Have they hurt you?)
Isabel’s mind answers, (They have been unable to break me, but they threaten that if I do not allow the Duke’s son to have his way, that you will be dead before morning.)
A smile is on my face as my mind reaches out again to Isabel, (Justice comes now my love. Only the wicked remain in the city, except us two prisoners. I say let us be prisoners no more.) With that thought my shackles drop from my wrists, the chains slip off my ankles and rattle on the floor. The bindings holding Isabel vanish, before anyone can react. Isabel and I rush to each other, we meet in a kiss in the glow instantly surrounds us.
Like always, our eyes close in the world outside vanishes. Isabel and I only exist in our kiss. Nothing will disturb us once were in our kiss. The wounds I suffered vanish under the glow that surrounds Isabel and me.
To the rest of the castle they hear the Duke screaming to have us killed, he orders his archers to fire. Each arrow vanishes in the glow that surrounds Isabel and I, and the glow grows brighter the longer we kiss, with each attack the glow grows brighter, with each attempt of violence the light that surrounds us grow stronger. The Duke orders his mages to attack, their magic rebounds and again the light becomes even more blinding.
Finally, the Duke himself using the same sword he struck down the priestess with steps forward trying to kill his hated enemy. The sword tip enters into the light and the Duke begins to scream as the sword begins to glow red-hot. Lightning travels down the length of the blade, the Duke screams in pain with every jolt that travels through him, the lightning arcs out striking all who followed his commands. The lightning continues on striking all who followed the Duke, the city glows now as the light travels with the lightning. No corner in the city left dark, not a single follower of the Duke left untouched.
As long as our kiss continues the light grows yet brighter, and nothing has caused us to break our kiss.
Justice has come, all of the wicked all who would do evil to his fellow man, who would deny love punished, only one left to witness that punishment, and he left unseeing and cannot feel, or taste his life would know no joy, so disfigured that all who saw him shriek and recoiled at his presence. No one would ever recognize him as the Duke. He could speak no orders and only knew pain and suffering, he would hear this shrieks and cries of fear at his approach, to remind him of the monster he is.
As the sun rose, the light took on a form, her hand touched our cheeks and we knelt before her presence. With a wave of her hand she sent the Duke away, no one would ever guess who he was.
All we felt was the overpowering love and joy in her presence. She placed our hands together and we draw back into a kiss, when we broke this time we were truly alone. When we kiss next, we found that we could leave our eyes open and see the glow for ourselves.
Hatred had struck at love, when love finally struck back nothing could stand against its power. All who denied love felt it sting, leaving them empty and lifeless. Perhaps that is the real lesson here; never deny love even if it is for someone else.

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Boy Did My Daughter Surprise Me Chapter 13

Chapter 13
With Amber waiting on her knees watching Emily over her shoulder as pulled a pink double ended dildo from a bag. “There we go, that’s what I want!” moaned Amber as Emily got behind her on her knees laying the dildo on her back. The double dildo was as long as you would expect, with one end hanging off her ass cheek the other resting between her shoulder blades. Emily wasted no time spreading Amber’s cheeks and continuing her licking where she had left off. After only a few deep licks she leaned back grabbing the pink dildo and pulling it between Amber’s ass cheeks not stopping until the head slid between her soaking wet lips. “Are you ready?” asked Emily as she slid the head from her lips stopping at her tight brown asshole.
I thought Amber had changed her mind when she slid down on her arms pulling away from the thick pink dick about to fuck her little ass but to my surprise she reached under her pillow and handed Emily a small bottle “Use this, I want you to fuck me good.” With Amber still laying on her stomach Emily dropped the dildo to her side and took the bottle from her hand and popped open the cap squirting the bottle in her right hand and then a little between her cheeks and placed the open bottle to her side with the dildo. Emily’s hand disappeared between Amber’s legs causing her to spread them a little farther. I couldn’t see between her legs but I knew when Emily’s lubed fingers entered her body by watching her body tense with every push, I was unsure where she was pushing her fingers until I heard Amber tell her to put them in her ass now. Amber appeared to melt when tight little asshole was filled with fingers, her moans getting louder as Emily picked up her pace only to stop quickly leaving Amber laying there grinding her pelvis into her bed.
With the pink dildo in her right hand she slid it between her slick cheeks until I heard Amber gasp, Emily had started her assault on my daughter’s ass. I watched stroking my throbbing cock as she continued to fuck my baby in the ass with the pink monster until she quickly stopped like before, this seemed to be her thing to do to drive Amber crazy. After stopping she bent down across the pink dick hanging from my baby’s ass rubbing her stomach across the head of it and sit back up holding the camera in her left hand almost dropping it before she wiped her right hand across the bed wiping off the slick lube and taking it in her right hand and aiming it at Amber’s ass with the pink dick hanging from it, the camera shuttered many times.
“Get a close up!” Amber said as she extender her arms to her side and pulled her ass cheeks apart. Still not able to see between her legs I was about to go crazy wanting to see her tight ass stretched around the pink dick so I stood on my tip toes trying to get a better view but no luck so I settled back into my hiding place. After a few more pictures my hopes were filled, Amber slowly pushed her ass into the air as Emily continued to take pictures of her ass filled by the pink dildo until she had her ass pushed as far as she could with her face still buried in the bed. I couldn’t believe the trash talk between the two, Amber telling Emily to fuck her ass and Emily telling her how she didn’t think her little ass could handle the fucking she was about to give it. That was when the camera fell back to the bed and Emily grabbed the dildo with one hand and started fucking her ass slow and deep pulling what looked to be about eight inches of the long double dick out of her ass and shoving it back in.
“You ready for my surprise you horny little virgin!” moaned Emily as she slid a couple fingers into Amber’s slippery pussy. “Yes Emily, I will do anything you want me to.” answered Amber in an almost surrendering voice. “Are you sure? Anything?” asked Emily. “Yes! Anything!” Amber moaned. Emily’s fingers still pushed into Amber’s virgin pussy as she slapped her right cheek with her open hand, Amber let out a quick scream. “You better be quiet, you don’t want your daddy to come in here and see you like this do you? What would he say if he saw you with a dildo hanging from his sweet innocent little girl’s ass?” asked Emily right before she smacked her right cheek again causing another quick scream from Amber. “I don’t know.” moaned Amber. “You think he would put his big dick in your tight little ass, is that what you want or do you want him to fill that virgin pussy up for ya?” asked Emily right before another smack to her ass. Not giving her time to answer after her scream “Did your daddy ever spank your bare little ass for ya when you did bad? You want him to spank you too? You know he hears you screaming every time I smack your ass, what if he comes in here to check on his little girl?”
I was in such amazement from watching Emily slowly sliding now three fingers in and out of my girl’s pussy as she smacked her red ass cheek practically treating her like a slut I had quit jacking myself and was as hard as I could possibly be. Still not giving her time to answer Emily smacked Amber’s red cheek again “What if I want to fuck your daddy? You know he would fuck me before he would fuck his own daughter! What would you say about that?” this time smacking her cheek but giving her time to answer. “No way, I will fuck him before you!” Amber said with a little attitude. “I’m gonna fuck your daddy but right now I’m gonna give you your surprise.
Still shoving her fingers in her sloppy pussy Emily grab the double dick and pushes it in her ass until it stops causing a deep moan, slides her hand up to the other end of the dick and bends it reach Amber’s pussy and pulls her fingers from her pussy and slides the head between her lips. With the long double dick deep in her ass she grabs it in the middle and pushes in deep into her welcoming pussy, now holding it deep in her ass she rapidly fucks her pussy with the other end causing Amber’s moans to turn to almost a scream and quickly stops leaving it filling both of her holes. Ambers tries to catch her breath as I watch Emily lean down and start to lick around both ends of the dildo and leans back to slowly rub her red ass cheek before she gives it another slap. “I’m tired of looking at your ass, roll over so I can see your sexy face.” commands Emily. Amber quickly does as she was told rolling to her back, her legs spread wide with the double dick hanging from both her holes.
It was the first time I had seen her face since she crawled on her knees, her sweaty hair sticking to her tired looking face. I stared at her spread there on her bed only feet from me as I grabbed my swollen cock and started stroking it as I admired my daughter in her oversexed stature until I had blew my load in her bathroom floor. “Please don’t stop! I want more, I will do anything you want me to.” begged Amber. “Oh don’t worry, I’m not done with you yet!” Emily replied as she slid between her legs grabbing her ankles and holding them in the air, Amber knew what to do so she grabbed hr ankles holding her legs spread. “This is going to be fun!” Emily said smiling as she reached down grabbing the middle of the double dick and pulled it slightly out of her ass only to rock hr hand causing it to slide back in pulling the other end slightly from her pussy. She continued the rocking motion taking turns on her ass and pussy. Ambers was moaning and slurring her words as she repeatedly asked Emily to fuck her and give it all to her, which Emily was doing shoving each end as deep as it would go. I noticed Amber’s legs starting to shake as her moaning got softer, her legs suddenly straightened in her hands as Emily shoved filled both holes with force. Amber’s silence was broken by the loudest scream I had heard yet, she was cumming as her legs continued shaking until the both fell beside Emily. Amber laid still catching her breath as Emily quickly jerked both ends from her holes and laid the dildo on the bed.
“Oh my god, I know your daddy had to hear that. I wonder if he will come check on ya?” asked Emily. “Probably, you’re the one that wanted to leave the door open!” answered Amber. “Well I guess he is asleep or he would be in here by now. What would you really do if he caught us?” Emily asked. “I don’t know, I guess it depends on how he reacted. I know if we keep this up he will catch us but a part of me kinda wants him to. You never know he may join us and give us both our birthday wishes.” Amber replied. Emily laid down beside her smiling and kissed her on the cheek “Yeah maybe, if I don’t beat you to it.” the two of them went back and forth about who was going to fuck me first and why I would want to fuck one over the other until they drifted off giving me my chance to sneak by.
I made my way back to my room still in shock about what I just watched my little girl do, my chest swelled out thinking about how both wanted to be the first to lose their virginity to me but I already knew which one it was going to be. I sat down at my computer closing screens I didn’t want Amber to find and turning off the monitor. After cleaning up my mess I looked over at the clock 3:47. I had to get to bed, after all I had two extremely horny girls to watch after tomorrow.

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Mom plays Nurse

After braking both of his arms in a motorcycle accident, a teenager has to rely on his mother to help him in everyday things including bathing and going to the toilet, but gets extras in the process.