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Oren part 2

So this is the continuation of Oren part 1 obviously. Danny gets his revenge and then some….

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Taking Care of a Problem

A bank robber intimately intimidates a witness into staying silent. Notes: Rated NC-17 for language, pretty damn deive sex, and some disturbing themes including violence, non-consent, dubious consent, angst and the aftermath of rape, which could be triggering. Non consent theme from Chapter One pretty much from the outset, angst and aftermath will come in future chapters.

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Wife Taken

My beautiful wife was at the bar after work and she was drinking a lot. before she even knew it she was pretty drunk.
She was talking to this guy at the bar he really was her type. Good looking smooth talker and obviously a very big strong man.
He was very interested in her. He had been watching her for a while from accross the bar and he was waiting until she was good and drunk before he made his move and then he got up and went over and sat beside her and began to talk to her.
He looked at her tits and cleavage as she was talking, he thought how nice it would be to grab those titties and to suck on them.
He noticed her wedding ring and thought, well shes married but if I can get her drunk enough it wont matter to her anymore. So he bought her another drink.
She continue to drink up and he put his hand on her leg and began to rub her leg gently she did notice and smiled. She said, you know I actually am a married woman.
He said interesting where is your husband?
He is probably at home I will see him later she said.
Good I like later that means you can spend more time with me doesn’t it.
She said I guess so maybe just a little while longer.
He said I have an idea how about we go somewhere to have a change of pace this place is kind of borring.
Okay she said and went to get up but couldn’t keep her balance very well.
He grabbed her by the arm and helpped her out the walked out of the bar and he said, my car is right over here and he walked her over to his jag and then opened the door and she fell right in.
He quickly got in the driver side and started the car he then started to drive away.
Where are you taking me, can you take me home my husband wants to have sex tonight.
Does he now, well I don’t think he will be fucking you tonight.
Why not I want to be fucked real good.
Well I plan tp dp that to you tonight.
As he said those words she felt a bit guilty and said I am sorry I cant do that with you I have a husbaand you know.
Yes I know but for tonight you are mine and your husband will not have anything to say about it.
Oh she said, as she passes out.
He reached down with his right hand and slide his hand up through her skirt until his fingers felt her pussy through her panties, she was wet and he really liked that.
He pulled into his garage and closed the door behind him.
He got her out of his car and she woke up just a little as he was walking her into his home.
He took her into his bedroom and she became a little more alert and said, where am I this is not my house and you are not my husband.
Pretend that I am and get down on your knees and suck my cock, he put both of his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to the ground on her knees and she was directly infront of his cock which was already hard and waited to be sucked.
She opened her mouth to yawn and he shoved his cock into her mounth and grabed the back of her head and that caused her to gag with his cock down her throat.
She wanted to yell stop but she couldn’t talk.
Her juicy lips where wrapped around his cock and he liked it shoving it in and out of her nouth she could not help but to suck it. She was still so druck and forgot she was sucking another man’s cock and she stared to suck hard, taking it in and out still gagging her with each thrust into her month.
After a while he he decide it was time to fuck her and grabbed her by her long brown hair and pulled her up and throw her on his bed.
Now she was able to say, no please stop your not my husband and I want to go home.
He reached down and ripped her shirt open exposing her black bra which he quickly ripped off her as well and now he grabbed her tittys and then he reached down pulled her skirt off and she had on some nice white cotton panties which he then pulled off of her as well.
She didn’t struggle as she had passed out again.
He sucked her nipples and shoved his finger into her pussy knowing that she was now his and he would be fucking her soon.
Next he spread her legs wide open and began to eat her pussy licking and sucking it.
She moaned as if it was her husband and then she slightly woke up and told him to stop.
He said okay I will stop and he did just that, she said thank you.
She felt something between leggs and then she felt a big hard cock inside of her pussy.
She said no wait stop what at you doing as she felt him starting to slide in her pussy deeper.
You nust stop please dont she began to tell him I really dont want to cheat on my husband.
Too late for that he said you already have so make to best of it as he thrust his cock even deeper inside of her wet pussy.
Her leggs began to wrap around him and he grabbed her ass and put his face in between her tits.
She whispered in his ear, your cock does feel so good in my pussy.
I know and it will feel even better when it cums inside of you.
You are wearing a condom right?
No of course not, my cum will be exploding insdie of you soon adn he continued to fuck her good.
She whispered again no you must stop now.
That made him begin to cum and his big cock strarted to shoot his cum inside of her shooting load after load deep in her pussy.
He finsihed up and called her a cab.
Your not going to take me home she said?
No i am going to bed and you just need to go, as he pushed her out the door.

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Spreading Seeds Chapter 2 – The First Day

This is a work of future fiction. It may not be the sort of thing you generally find at XNXX, but I hope you like reading it as it will be a change from ‘quivering loins’ and ‘heaving busoms ‘ that seen to dominate the usual.

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Cooking with Gas

I was a young 20 years old with big dreams and I just had moved out of my mother’s house and into my very first apartment. It wasn’t the greatest place but it was my place. It was an old converted hotel. They had knocked out a wall and made one room into a bedroom and turned the other room into a kitchen, living room and a dinning room. Needless to say there wasn’t much room left.
After moving my stuff in, I realized that I had no food in the joint. “Off to the store.” I thought to myself. And with that thought I went on my quest for food.
Once I got to the store I grabbed my cart and began to hunt. Well at least the modern day type of hunting a naïve kid does. I never realized how much crap goes into cooking until that time.
“You seem lost.” A sweet voice said to me. When I turned to respond, I was greeted by the most beautiful green eyes smiling at me. “Ah” was about the only thing I could say. “You have never shopped before have you?” She was pointing to my cart which only had a box of Captain Crunch and canned beans. “How could you tell?” I squeaked. I quickly coughed to try and look some what manly.
“My name is Elizabeth” extending her hand to shake my hand. “Will” I responded. I think she knew I felt a little awkward. I couldn’t help not being awkward! She was kind of tall for a lady, about 5’9” and maybe 145 pounds but I was never any good at guessing weight and she was in her early 30’s. I found out 34 later. Elizabeth also had emerald green eyes and fiery red hair which draped over her shoulders. She was wearing a very professional looking pinstripe dress and she had radiant white skin. Almost like a porcelain doll.
“Is this you first time shopping for food?” She said. “Is it the obvious?” She laughed softly “Yes” I must of turned red of embarrassment which she took as anger. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make you mad.” “I’m not mad. Well at least not at you.” I lowered my head when I responded. “Where do you live?” She asked. “Down at the old hotel.” “Well would you like to learn how to cook a little bit more? Or do you and the Captain have it under control?” I couldn’t help but laugh. “Sure” I said “What are you? Some type of cook” she coolly smiled and said “Something like that”
After some small chat she gave me her phone number and directions to her house. She said her kitchen as a bit better than my place. First of all I found out she was the head chief of the best bistro in town and she taught at the local college. Her ‘house’ was more like a mansion and her kitchen was bigger than the slum hole that I lived in.
After a few months of lessons I was leaving the Capitan behind and creating my own dishes. “Can I ask you a question?” I said as I was washing some carrots. “Sure, be my guess” as she lifted her glass of wine to her red lips. “Why?” “Why what” She looked at me with a bit of a puzzle in her eyes. “Why are you teaching me how to cook? And allowing me into you house? Not to sound ungrateful but you didn’t even know me when this all started! I could have been one of those crazy people that would have killed you and turned you into a pie or something like that!”
She giggled a bit and said “Because I thought you were cute and besides crazy people don’t eat Captain Crunch” “They might!” I said with a smile “Ok then crazy man, how would you turn me into a pie?” “Ma’am you would be too good to be a simple pie” I answered with a bit of flirtation. “Oh really?” She seemed a little flattered “Really” I felt my face turn flush. “So how are the carrots coming along?” Elizabeth asked. I think she realized I had become a little embarrassed with the flirting.
Time had passed and summer was coming in. That only meant one thing, fresh fruit and good wine. “What are we learning today?” I asked “A simple fruit salad with a red wine dressing!” Elizabeth said with a smile. “Then let’s waste no time. To the kitchen!” I tried to use a super hero’s voice. Elizabeth shook her head “You need help.”
It was a beautiful Sunday and I was with such a lovely teacher, it was almost heaven! “Save the wine we don’t need anymore for the dressing. Besides what well we drink with the salad if we use it all?” “Good point” I said. I watched her stir the bowl of dressing and I thought to myself “Man she is beautiful!”
Elizabeth was wearing a green shoulder less linen sundress that really showed her body off. Her red hair was neatly done and graced her silky shoulders. I had often wondered what it would be like to kiss them and the way to her full lips.
“What are you thinking?” She asked. I must have been staring because she had a strange look about her, like she was looking into me. “Oh nothing” I said. “Right.” She said as she served the salad. “Then why were you staring?” “Staring?!” I was startled by her coyness.
“Look I need to tell you something” Elizabeth said “Let me guess. Over the past few months you have been poisoning my food and now it is time to kill me?” I had jokily said “Not quite” she said “Oh I got it you find me irresistible and you want me to be your man servant!” “Well not a man servant” She smiled “But that isn’t it either” “I see you just want” Before I could finish my next statement Elizabeth blurted “I’m a man!”
It was quite for what seem like hour or so. “And?” I finally said. “Don’t you get it? I’m a man!” Now Elizabeth seemed to be almost crying. “Well almost a man. I’m becoming a woman” She looked away with those words.
“Once again, and?” I said to her like as if she said she wasn’t a natural red head. “Aren’t you a little freaked out?” She asked. “Nope” I responded “Well maybe by the fact I think you use too much salt to your food.” Elizabeth laughed as she wiped tears from her face “Salt adds flavor!” she joked.
We spoke for a long time over dinner and late into the night. “So do you know a lot of ladies like me?” “Not a lot but some” Elizabeth then asked “Are you gay?” “I wouldn’t say gay. More like a lazy bi sexual.” Elizabeth looked confused by my statement. “What do you mean?”
I looked upwards trying to think of the best way I could describe what I meant and it pretty much came down to I like ‘special’ ladies. I told her how I had two encounters with boy during my high school years and almost didn’t have any more. Then I told her of an encounter I had at a Halloween party where a friend and I went and a doctor and nurse.
“He lost a bet” I said. “A bet?” Elizabeth asked. “Yea. To tell the truth I don’t even remember what the bet was but it ended up with him dressing up like a nurse.”
Elizabeth took a sip of wine and asked “So what happened?” I thought for a moment and replied “We went to a party and smoked a lot of weed. My mom wasn’t home for the weekend and my friend couldn’t go home stoned.” I took a long draw from my wine glass “So we called his house and convinced his parents to let him stay at my house. Needless to say we smoked more weed and talked about who we would like to ‘do’ at school next thing I know I was watching my friend, dressed like a sexy nurse, jerking off” Elizabeth seemed to be hanging on my every word “Then what” she said over her glass. “Well” I started “I don’t know if it was the weed or both of us just being horney or even the combination of both, but next thing I know we were in the 69’ position having one hell of a time!”
“So.” Elizabeth said shortly “You like ‘ladies’ like me?”
“Yes” “Do you like older ladies?” Elizabeth asked with a hint of evilness.
I smiled back at her “Only if they know how to cook”
At that time Elizabeth excused herself and told me to stay put. I felt my heart skip a beat knowing what was about to happen. “I’ll stay right here” I said as coolly as possible.
As soon as she disappeared from sight I started to freak out! I was about to have a night of passion with one of the sexiest creatures on the planet. Her lovely red hair, her green eyes staring at me!
At that time I don’t know if it was the wine of the raw emotion of fear, but I stood up and then promptly passed out.
“Are you ok?” I looked up into Elizabeth’s eyes. “If dying and going to heaven is alright then I’m more than Ok” She smiled.
Elizabeth took my hand and helped me up “Come with me” and she guided me to her bed room. She was wearing a black corset with matching stockings. She was also wearing a pair of black panties that didn’t hide her bulging cock.
“Do you like what you see?” She asked. My voice failed me and I squeaked “Yes!” I turned beet red. “Relax and let me make you happy.”
She moved in slowly and pressed her soft lips onto my lips. Slowly our lips parted as our tongues danced with each other. Elizabeth pulled way from me so she could unbutton my shirt. After she pulled my shirt off of my body she leaned in and kissed my nipple. “Oh!” I shuttered. She let a slight moan out as she continued to kiss and lick both nipples.
“You have me so turned on!” I said. She gave me an evil smile. “We haven’t even gotten started.” At that time she had turned me around and pushed me onto the bed.
Elizabeth then began to straddle me and kissed me deeply. “MMM you do like me!” she said noticing my growing erection. “Can I see?” She asked “Please do!” was the only response I could offer. She slowly kissed down my chest and belly and slowly unzipped my pants. “Oh!” Elizabeth gasped “I guess someone did eat their veggies” and with that corny line she had pulled my hard cock from its cotton prison and wrapped her hot mouth around it!
“Sweet mother of God!” I screamed. Her mouth was so hot that it almost caused me to cum. I was so turned on I thought my cock was going to rip in half. I looked down to see Elizabeth’s emerald green eyes looking at me. Then in one deep swoop she took my entire cock into her mouth.
The combination of red lips, green eyes staring at me and all of my cock in her caused me to lose it. “Oh Damn!” is what I said as I exploded in her mouth. Elizabeth bobbed up and down my cock taking every drop of lust I could give! “God that was a lot!” She said.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t hold it!” I was a little embarrassed. Elizabeth laid beside me and said “Don’t worry we have all night” With that I kissed her.
I could feel her cock against my leg poking me through the silky fabric of her panties. I reached down and felt her. She was hot and hard with a small wet spot. I then laid her on her back kissed those silky shoulders, it was nirvana! After a short time I found myself pulling Elizabeth’s panties to the side so I could taste her. Her precum was sweet and thick it was divine!
The moaning of the goddess had caused me to get excited again and I found myself filled with lust. “Put in me” She said. “Put that hot cock in me now!” I rose up and lifted Elizabeth’s legs to my shoulders. Her eyes, those beautiful green eyes, begged me to turn her into a woman.
I began to ease my cock into her, slowly at first. Then with each thrust I went deeper and faster. “Fuck Me!” Elizabeth demanded “Fuck Me Hard!” I watch as my cock disappeared into her and I watch her cock dance against her black corset.
“Harder you bastard!” she screamed “You like this don’t you? Bitch!” She moaned loudly with those words. I stroked her cock as I reamed her hard!
“You want it Bitch?” “God yes” She screamed. All of the sudden her eyes grew wide and her mouth opened. I felt her cock twitch in my hand and I got to see her white cum drench her corset! I also felt my cock to become more sensitive and I felt that intense feeling before release.
“Oh my God!” was the only words I said as I began to fill Elizabeth. We both trashed and screamed. So much so if you didn’t know any better you would had thought that we were killing each other.
We laid silently and then drifted off to sleep. We saw each other for a long time learning how to cook. After awhile I joined the military and last I heard she had gotten married. I just hope her treats her well because if not. I will.

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MOM IS A CLOSET SLUT PART 3

It was only about 78 degrees outside but I was sweating profusely as I stood on the porch of the trailer preparing to enter. It was 11:20am and I knew mom was expecting me back any minute. I could not get over the extreme awkwardness I was already feeling before going inside. I had spent the morning watching my mother… the woman who raised me my whole life… fuck herself silly with a double headed dildo until she squirted all over her bedroom.
Disgust and shame for my sinful lusts have completely fled my mind and body. I no longer cared that my lust was wrong. All I knew is that I loved my mother. I loved her on a level that is beyond any boy had ever loved his mother. Yet I was absolutely terrified to see her at this moment.
I took a series of big breaths trying to calm myself. I gulped loud and opened the door and entered. Mom was sitting on the couch as I entered. Her face lit up in a glowing manner as if she had just seen me for the first time after my birth.
She stood up from the couch and began to approach me. She was so beautiful at this moment. She was wearing a super tight pink tank top and a black miniskirt. I had never seen my mother dress so provocatively except on the webcam. She was not wearing a bra and her harder than normal nipples were threatening to cut straight through the material. Even though I had no spunk in the tanks, I felt my dick twitch at the sight of her. She looked trashy and slutty… And I loved every single inch of her.
Mom swayed up to me and was almost hopping as she approached with open arms. She wrapped me in a strong hug and I returned the firmness. My face was burried in her massive melons and as we swayed in out embrace, her jugs slapped the sides of my face. My dick jerked to attention again like a dog that wont stop barking.
Trying to pretend I didn’t understand her enthusiasm I asked “what’s up with you mom?”
“Nothing sweetie… I just missed you.” she clenched tighter and burried her left nipple directly into my cheek. I was in heaven and would be okay if I never moved from this exact position.
Mom finally released her embrace and bent down to kiss me like normal. Only this time was a longer kiss. Same firm lips, same position, but longer and slightly firmer than ever before. I wanted nothing more than to open my mouth and give her a kiss from a man but I resisted. Mom eventually broke our clasp and pulled me to the couch by the hand. She told me to sit down and she would bring my lunch to eat while watching tv. This was something she never let me do and I was certainly going to take advantage of it. It was also nice to sit and cover my lap with a couch pillow.
She handed me the remote and walked towards the kitchen. Although the skirt she was wearing was a little longer than the one she wore earlier during her performance, it was still super short compared to anything else I had ever seen in person.
She approached the stove and bent down as she opened the oven door to check on the contents inside. I should have done it. I should have blown my goo in my shorts if I had much of any cum left. Because as mom bent over she displayed her perfectly bald pantyless cunt to me. I knew she didn’t have to bend over quite that far to check inside, nor as long, but I thank god she did. I imagined how bad ass it would be to freeze time, stroll over to her and fucking her brains out. OMG I wanted her so bad.
Slowly but inevitably mom pulled the chicken from the oven. She made our plates and brought me one. We ate in silence except for the tv. She sat next to me on the couch and I caught her glancing at me from time to time. I only know this because every time she looked at me, I turned my attention back to the tv from oogling her.
Mom was the first to speak when she said “I’m going out for an hour or so this evening. Is their anything I can get you while I’m out?” I declined her offer, not because I didn’t want anything, but because I could not think of anything other than the task at hand. Conversation resumed as normal as if her slutty dressing was the elephant in the room we did not mention.
After lunch I told mom I was taking a shower. I stepped into the bathroom, turned on the water, and opened the cupboard door. I found my shaving crème (that I only used once or twice a month to shave my peach fuzz) and my way too expensive for my age 5 blade razor. I stood in the shower preparing to embark on a journey I had never really considered before. But mom said how much she liked a shaved dick, and if their was any chance I was going to get her to touch it, then I would have to get this deed done.
I lathered up my dick and balls for a long time while I mustered up the courage to bring such a sharp object to my most cherished items. I finally covered my nether region with a heavy coat of shaving cream with my razor in hand. I took a series of heavy breaths before making my first pass over my pubic area. I really don’t know why I had so much build up because it really wasn’t that bad. Shaving my balls was tricky, but if I stretched them just right and did slow passes, I got the job done without any tragic nicks. I even got so brave as to shave my gooch. That’s what I’m told is the region between my balls and my anus. I wasn’t quite old enough to have hair around my ass or I would have shaved that too.
After I tentatively rinsed myself and stepped out of the shower (after making sure my remains did not clog the drain) I stood in front of the mirror and admired my handy work. I’m not sure it looked any bigger like most people say, but it did look less repulsive. I wrapped myself in a towel and stepped out of the bathroom. I could hear mom make a soft moan from her room. I walked closer to to her door and place my ear to the door. I didn’t hear another moan but I did hear a series of mouse clicks. She was on her computer. But what was she doing?
I went to my room and without dressing I sat at my computer and logged into the webcam site. Mom was not online but I clicked on her profile anyways. I had wondered to myself if my mom could be anymore of a sexy slut than she is now… And I knew the answer was most certainly a yes.
Her profile had recently been updated and two more pictures had been added. One, was of my mom sitting at her computer holding a butt plug in her right hand while pouring some KY lube on it with her left. This thing was rather large… like as round at the bottom as a pool ball. The plug was pink and had three levels of bulges on it. My mom was wearing her current clothing in the picture so I knew she had just took and posted this pic.
The next photo was of mom leaned over in front of her desk with only the base of the plug sticking from her asshole. Mom literally just shoved this huge plug in her ass while I was showering and shaving my junk. I was so hard for her right now, that my erection had parted my towel. I wanted nothing but to pump it to get some relief, but my self control was more anticipating this evenings adventure.
I forced my screen off and some boxer shorts on. As much as I wanted to stroke myself, I knew I needed to wait. I stayed in my room for the next several hours playing games or browsing the web looking for anything to preoccupy my thoughts.
At 7pm mom knocked on my door and asked if she could come in. I said sure and she entered looking as sexy as she did before. Only I knew she had earlier plugged her ass with that big butt stuffer. She must do that often enough to be used to it because it was bigger than some porn stars are willing to take.
I was sitting in my chair reading the most current news of my favorite sports team as she walked around my desk to me. I didn’t bother putting on shorts earlier and I was still in boxers and a blank black t-shirt. I should have planned this better but at sight of her I felt the jerking start on my pecker. I knew it was only a matter of time before I had a raging boner that I would have trouble covering.
Although I debated my options, my mom made my mind up for me. She walked straight over to me and gingerly sat in my lap sideways. This had an instant effect on my dick and it almost made a sound as it jumped into her lower thigh. Mom just smiled at me without putting off that she noticed anything. Mom’s make up was done all trashy but she sure looked hot to me.
She finally spoke after a period of silent staring. “I’m going out for a bit…. I just wanted to say goodbye”
I opened my mouth to respond but without letting out a sound mom’s face approached and she kissed me. Her mouth too was partially open. We slowly closed our mouths together and finished the kiss. It was amazing. Mom started backing away and slowly reopen her eyes. Without another word she pivoted on my lap and began to sit up. My dick was almost pushing her off me. As she bent forward to get up, I felt my dick fling through the opening in my boxers. If my mom stood up, I would have no way to cover it. Without thinking about it first, I grabbed my mom’s hips and pulled her back onto me. She fell onto me with a thud and luckily my dick wasn’t crushed. When I caught her in my lap, I felt something poke me right on my leg. She was now in a position where she was straddling my left leg facing away from me. My dick was standing straight up right behind her right cheek.
I hunched over her and wrapped my arms around her midsection and rested my head on her back. I had to think fast so I blurted out “I love you mom… you’re the best ever.” Although I meant it, I was mostly trying to provide any kind of excuse to my actions.
It was then that I felt my mom slightly grind herself onto my leg and say “oh baby I love you too… more than you know.”
Mom then more forcefully pulled away from me. She put her hands on the floor to steady herself before she stood up. This caused her skirt to ride up and give me a full view of her ass and pussy from less that 12” away. The kicker was… She was still carrying the butt plug. It was nestled into her sexy ass this whole time.
Mom stood up slowly and started straightening her skirt and shirt while facing away from me. I took this opportunity to grab the closest object to me and cover my RAGING boner. Unfortunately for me, the only thing I could get my hands on was an empty red solo cup that was on my desk. Without another thought I flipped the cup over onto my dick and laid back like nothing was going on. The typical smooth move for someone getting caught doing something.
Mom stood there for several seconds facing away from me. I saw a glistening on the top of my thigh. It took me a little longer to realize what it is then I want to admit. But it was my mom’s juices from her pussy when it rubbed and slid around on my leg. The sight gave me another thought. If I came in this cup, would it be with enough force to throw it from my dick?… It was a goofy thought but the idea was enough to hold back an orgasm although I was on the brink.
Finally mom turned just enough to look at me over her shoulder. I couldn’t see her face but I think she was biting her lower lip hard as she looked at me. She scanned up and down my body no doubt noticing the cup. With only a cheery whisper mom said “I’ll be back later baby… I’m definitely going to miss you while I’m out. “
Mom moved her left hand into the tiny pocket of her skirt and a second later dropped something on the floor right at her feet. Mom smiled and walked out the door without me saying a word. I looked down and saw that she dropped the tiny white thong she was wearing at the beginning of her morning performance.
I wanted it. I really wanted it. I lusted after the used piece of cloth resting inches from my feet. I convinced myself that I had bigger fish to fry and resisted the temptation to lung after it and spray it with my burning member.
I heard the front door open then close, so I jumped to my feet and ran to my dresser. I quickly changed my underwear and put on a pair of shorts I got last summer that I never worn because they were a little too tight. I threw on a blank white t-shirt in my best attempt to make myself unnoticeable from the neck down.
Without a moment of waste I headed out the front door and hustled through the field towards the truck stop. Although in my head the trip was only a mile, it was closer to two. I was so excited to get there that the walk did not take long.
As I pulled up to the back of the business I noticed my moms car parked out back. I walked to the side entrance door and noticed the clerk on duty was helping other customers from their little cashier cage. I scooted along the isle’s to the men’s restroom and slowly stepped inside. Unfortunately the door was not lockable as it was a multi stall public bathroom. It was really gross too. The floors were dirty and sticky and the room smelled of sewage.
As I walked towards the far stall neighboring the next door female restroom my heart began to thump like crazy. Did I really have the guts to do this?
“What do you mean no?” I heard a husky voice say from the far stall of the restroom. In a panic I silently ducked into the fist stall to me and locked the door. “Well fuck you then you dumb cunt.” the voice barked again and I saw through the crack a man exit the stall, walk past me and exit the room. He was a really heavyset and hairy man. Probably a truck driver.
“Anybody else?” I heard my mother’s voice call out. My heart thumped harder than ever. I was frozen. My mind was racing and I couldn’t move a muscle. “I’m really horny over here” I again heard my mother quietly say into the room. I did not need anymore motivation.
I walked to the far stall and opened it a bit. The hole in the wall was much bigger than I expected. It was almost as round as a bowling ball and anyone could put a head through it. I needed to hurry before mom looked through the hole and saw me. I ran to the hole and stood against it snuggly with my face against the paper thin wall.
“Well hello there… lets see if you have the goodies I’m looking for” mom said as her hands reached into the hole and grabbed the front of my shorts. I was beginning to panic and was thinking about turning to run for the door. I couldn’t do this anymore.
Mom had a firm grip on my shorts and before I knew it, through the hole she managed to unbutton my shorts and loosen the zipper. It was time to flea and I started to shuffle towards the door. In one motion, Mom was able to pull the front of both my shorts and boxers down and exposed my recently shaved cock. I froze and I couldn’t have moved if the place was on fire. My heart was no longer beating at all.
“OMG finally” mom yelped with a cheery voice. She wrapped her right hand around my cock and started to slowly pump as she used her other hand to push my shorts and boxers to my knees. I was in pure bliss. Mom was finally touching my cock and the euphoria took over my body. I was determined to hold off my orgasm as long as I could but it was seconds away.
“It’s leaking… you must be excited to get off by momma” mom said in a firm tone. Did she refer to herself as momma like she did on cam? Or because she knew it was her son’s cock in her hand?… Either way, at this moment I didn’t give a fuck.
Before I knew it mom threw her mouth onto my dick. It was warm, sloppy and perfect. Mom aggressively bobbed on my shaft and her lips and nose struck my body on every thrust. She was shoving my cock in her expert throat every time she leaned into it. I was in pure bliss.
“I’m gonna cum” flew from my mouth in my best disguised voice that I could. Mom sunk all the way onto my dick and held her head there. Her hand gripped around my balls and pulled me towards her. I couldn’t hold back anymore. I released my load and I felt every single spurt of cum shoot into her throat. Over and over and over again my dick pulsed and launched cum into her.
By the time I was finished and felt my dick start to soften, with my dick still in her mouth mom gulped a few times then continued to bob. It wasn’t long before I was able to maintain a semi hardon.
Mom stopped and pulled her mouth free. She gulped a couple more times and said “I’m a dirty fucking cum dumpster…. turn around and bend over. I want to lick your ass clean.”
I didn’t know how to react to this. If I hadn’t known it was my mom in there I would be concerned about someone telling me to turn around and expose my ass to the hole. But I knew better. I turned around and bent a little placing my ass against the hole. Without hesitation mom lunged forward and started aggressively licking at my ass. I’m certainly not gay or anything, but this was a sensation almost greater than the blowjob. It was incredible and I never wanted it to end. Mom licked around the hole, then wiggled her tongue partially inside and rocked it in and out.
She stopped (sooner than wanted) and said in a matter of fact tone “Give me your cock”. Without delay I turned around and stuck my dick through the hole again. This was now the moment my perverted lust reached an unforgivable level. Mom grabbed my cock and I could tell she was backing herself onto it. I felt my dick glide right through the wet and hot opening to my mothers pussy.
She leaned back all the way to the hole and I my dick sunk into her like a hot knife in butter. I leaned back and looked down and I stared at my cock inside her. Just an inch below the butt plug she was still carrying. This was the pay off. This is what had been lusting for and it was finally happening.
What came over me was unknown. I had never had sex before, but I thrust my hips back an forth like a mad man. I pounded myself in and out of her with a fury I never knew I had. I heard mom moan and scream out “fuck mommy…fuck mommy”… That’s certainly what I was doing. I hammered it in and out of her as hard as I could and I felt another load on deck that was ready to swing away at any moment.
With a disguised voice I called out again that I was ready to cum. Without missing a motion mom barked “cum in me baby…. fill mommy’s fuckhole”… I didn’t have to be told twice. I again unleashed a torrent of goo that was tossed into my mother’s pussy as deep as I could get it. Over and over again my cock pulsed and I continued to thrust until the last dribble leaked into my mother. When I was finished I leaned against the wall and used it to support my body because I was completely exhausted and weak kneed.
After a few seconds mom pulled from my cock that slipped out with a sloppy plop. She turned around and stuck my dick in her mouth and slowly sucked on it for a few seconds getting every ounce of our juices from my dick.
“I needed that… Thank you” mom said with a hoarse voice. I heard her stand up and walk out of her stall in the women’s restroom.
This was the point where my fantasy plan ended. If mom drove home right now, she would know I was not home and raise suspicion. I pulled my pants up and bolted from the business. Mom’s car was gone so I ran and ran and ran home trying to beat her there. I was not in the kind of shape to be running in the dark like this but I gave it everything I had to give. When I approached the trailer I saw mom’s car in the driveway. I was so fucked right now. I walked up to the front door and peeked inside. Mom was not in the living room. I quietly turned the knob and stepped inside. I went to my room and was glad I made it inside without being spotted.
I shuffled into my room and there my mother sat. She was sitting on my bed with the biggest eyes I ever saw. She no doubt recognized my clothing and terror crossed her face. We stayed motionless and stared at each other in shock as the reality of what we did… what I did came full circle.
What am I going to do now…?
To be continued…

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Room 315: Part Two

Part two of my story. I thought the first part read a little “clunky” so I changed it a tad. I hope this one is better than part one! PM me with comments.

Fantasm

Slave girl punished

As you might imagine in a plantation slave story, language and treatment of the slaves gets nasty, including using the N word. If this kind of story offends you please do not read it and then complain. It is not real but is based on the way that slaves were treated back in the day.

Fiction

Grey Monday

A grey Monday morning. I’m sat – no, I’m slumped – behind the desk in my office. I look wearily at the clock. Only 10 o’clock – far too early to slip out for a coffee. The boss is strict and she’s been picking at me for a while. I’ll keep the blinds on the partition shut and only leave the room to use the copier today. Christ, I’m 34 years old and I’m scared of my boss! It’s warm inside my grey office cocoon, but I can see the cold rain spattering the floor to ceiling window. Rain falling from the grey sky onto the grey streets far below.
My computer screen isn’t grey. It’s a piercing white rectangle that’s too close to my eyes. I can’t focus on the numbers. Shouldn’t have drank yesterday. Shouldn’t be drinking alone any day. I’ve been drinking alone for 6 months, since my marriage ended and I decided to follow a job here, halfway across the country. No real friends here – people in the office are jerks. People in my local bar are jerks. Maybe I’m the jerk, I smile.
My phone buzzes, a shaft of sound piercing my ear. I pick up. “Work experience is here,” the receptionist chirps. “Been told she’s yours this morning. Sending her through now.” I put the phone down and huff. I can’t remember being asked to chaperone some kid for the morning. I should probably pay more attention. Or read my emails once in a while.
I hear the knock on the door. It’s open before I can speak and a dark blonde head appears. A striking, confident face grins at me. “Am I in the right place?” She’s cheerful. Large hazel eyes hold their gaze on mine from behind black-framed glasses. I wave her in. “I’m afraid you are. Close the door behind you.” My voice is gruff. I force a smile. She isn’t a kid. She’s an assured looking young woman in heels and a smart black pencil skirt. She grins again. “I know, I know. I’m a bit old for work experience. I’m 22. It’s embarrassing really. Your boss is my aunt. My Daddy thinks I need to get up a little earlier in the morning so he’s making me come here for the week. I’m Heather, by the way.” I stand up and shake her extended hand. Her grip lingers a little. Her eyes are still fixed on me.
“I’m gonna level with you, Heather. I’ve got a bad case of the Mondays. And a hangover. And I don’t really like my job. Or this town. In fact, I’m probably the worst example for you to follow in this entire fucking office.” She laughs. “I’m being serious. Really, I am. What do you want to learn about?” She’s still laughing. She’s wearing a tight black vest underneath her green cardigan. Her tits are large, I think. I catch a glimpse of a scarlet lacy strap as the laughter shakes her chest. Her eyes catch mine on the way back up to her face. She stops. “I don’t know,” she says. “I’d like to learn how much you like heels and suspenders.” I look her up and down. She begins unbuttoning her cardigan, slowly. “Something about these clothes makes me feel so naughty. Do they make you feel naughty?” Her hands move over her ample chest, pushing those large tits together. I see another flash of scarlet.
My mouth turns a little dry. I say nothing. I haven’t had a woman for 6 months. She’s gyrating in front of me. She bends over and backs up into me, grinding her ass against my crotch. I move a hand to her waist and she turns around. He teeth bite at my lip and then her tongue fills my mouth. I’m rock hard as her hand deftly unzips me and I spring out. “You’re so hard for me. So fucking hard!” She’s whispering in my ear now. “I want you inside of me. You want to fill my pussy up in your office, huh?”
I need no second invitation. Her warm hand in running up and down the length of me and I’m not lasting very long. We change places and she bends over the desk. Arches her back. I quietly lock my door. The skirt is bunched up around her waist. She is wearing suspenders. She isn’t wearing panties. Her bald pussy is visibly wet. I don’t even take off my trousers. I just push myself right into her slit. My cock looks huge as I push into her – of course it does, it’s been six months! I slowly slide into her. “You’re very tight,” I gasp. “I haven’t done this for 6 months.” I don’t know why I’m telling her this. She giggles. I withdraw half-way and slowly slide in again. My shaft is wet from her. My balls ache as they press against her smooth flesh. I’m on the verge of cumming already.
I pull out just in time, my breath rattling in my throat. She looks concerned, but realises what’s going on when she sees the bead of cum on the end of me. She’s on her knees in a flash, shoulder straps under her arms, those large tits on display. I reach down to touch them but I’m stopped by her soft, damp tongue. It laps the cum off me like milk. Then I’m in her mouth. It’s warm in there. I could stay there for a while. Her pink lips are moving down my wet shaft. Her tongue strokes the underneath. She’s tasting herself on me. I’m touching the back of her throat but she pushes a little further until my balls are on her chin, and she holds it. And holds it. Moves her head slightly. I’m on the brink. I can hear her breathing through her nose. He eyes are looking up at me.
Her mouth releases its grip on me and she pulls the trigger with two slow strokes of her hand. I’m cumming. One dry spasm and then I erupt. 6 months of boredom and loneliness and frustration is released. I’m resting on her chin and bottom lip as I’m cumming. One. The boredom jumps up onto her cheek and upper lip. Two. The loneliness floods into her open mouth and gushes over her tongue. Three. Four. Five. The frustration overflows and runs down her neck. Seven. Eight. Nine. Whatever’s left sprays onto those large tits. I have to concentrate to keep my legs holding me upright. She swallows and smiles at me.
Still hard, I coax her up with a gentle hand in her hair. She perches on the edge of the desk and I enter her with one of her long legs wrapped around my waste, pulling me into her. She still has my cum on one side of her face and down her neck and on her heaving chest. She sees me looking at it and murmurs. “I’m so naughty, aren’t I? Letting a stranger fuck me with his cum all over me.” I make a noise which is meant to sound like agreement. Our flesh is meeting with a dull slap. I can hear my heart pumping. I’m deep inside her, stretching her out, and it’s too much. I’m tingling after cumming. I pull out of her and kneel before her, putting my face between her legs. I work two fingers inside her and my tongue meets her clit.
She stifles a cry and I can feel her gripping my fingers. I savour the taste of her. Savour the scent. It’s been 6 months. Her heels are on the desk. My desk. I apply more pressure with my tongue and when I pull away to look up she’s red in the face. My cum on her cheek is liquifying slightly. She’s rubbing some on those tits. The skin at the top of her chest is red as well. Her nipples are hard darker points on her tanned skin. Her hand grips my hair and pushes me back to her clit. I suck and lap and she’s cumming silently, pulling at my hair. Air rushes in and out of her lungs and her chest heaves.
I stand and she remains on my desk. We don’t talk. She’s too limp and spent for that. I’m ready again now. I force my way back into her. I have to force myself in because I’m hard and big and she’s very tight now. Her legs are spread for me and I set a good pace. I need to cum again and I don’t want to wait. She reaches a hand down and grips the base of my shaft, but she’s so wet that she can’t get a grip. Her hand stays there anyway, adding to my sensations. She’s biting her lip. She whispers to me, begging me to cum inside her. Everything tightens, and then the true release I’ve been waiting for. I discover that after 6 months, a second time doesn’t diminish volume. At all. As she feels my first shot she gasps. Her body tenses. I’m half way inside her and when I look down I can see my spasms. I grunt as I feel my spurts slow and diminish, and slide in as far as I can.
There’s a slight awkwardness as I withdraw. I find her some paper towels from the dusty cupboard in the corner. She leaves the room and goes to the bathroom. Sweat stings my eyes. I’ve gathered myself by the time she gets back. She walks in and you’d never guess what she’d just done. “Better?” she smiles. “Cum makes me thirsty. You can buy me a coffee.” We leave and spend 30 minutes making small talk.
We’re in the lift back up. She’s all over me and I’m ready to go again. We’re in my office and I’m sitting in my chair. She’s kneeling in front of me and my balls are in her mouth. She sucks each one until I feel a sharp stab of pain, but she knows just when to release and it’s heaven. Her tongue and lips work me over from the base to the tip and back again. And again. I’m desperate to be in her mouth again, and she knows it. Takes all of me in, sucks hard. She’s working the head over and the veins are standing out. She stands, naked now except for the stockings and suspenders. Her back’s to me and warmth and wetness is lowered onto me. Those slim legs must be strong because she’s moving using them, a soft hourglass figure gliding up and down me. We’re both silent. I can see her gripping me, clinging to me as she rises and falls.
When she knows I’m nearly there she shifts again. She kneels in front of me. I’m back in her mouth again, much wetter this time. She makes sure those perfect tits are wet as well and wraps them around my cock. She’s doing all the work and you can see it in her face. I feel the build up, that bubbling rising feeling, and I’m cumming again. She directs me and I spray all over her, a pearl necklace. A fleeting thought – I’ll buy her a real one after this. Stupid man. My door opens. I’m still leaking onto her chest as my boss walks in. They look at each other and I know it’s a set up.
Part 2 forthcoming…

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