Amy was quiet on the way home, letting her ******** drive this time. She kept looking out the window, gazing into the middle distance, thinking about what she’d just done. She’d masturbated for the first time in countless years, driving herself into a sexual frenzy that had culminated in her collapsing to the floor of the sex shop’s backroom, observed by her ********, her lover and a group of random male strangers. It was sordid, perverse and probably illegal… but she couldn’t help thinking about how wonderful it had all been.
The feelings she’d experienced were just too good to deny - how could something that… right be wrong?
“It’s okay, you know,” Jessica, her ********, said. “You’re a human being, you can have fun. If God hadn’t intended us girls to have such powerful orgasms, then why did He give us clits and the ability to cum multiple times and so on?”
Amy didn’t answer, but before today she would have argued… now, she wasn’t so sure Jessica was wrong. In fact, she may well have agreed with her at that moment. As if in answer to her ********’s statement, her clit throbbed and she felt a little spike of excitement.
They got back to Jessica’s house and went inside, Amy carrying the discreet bag containing the dildo carefully, as if people might spot her with it.
“Want a drink before we continue, Mum?” Jess said, getting some glasses out of a cupboard and pouring some wine before her mother even replied.
“Er, yeah, okay then…” she said, accepting her glass and sipping the delicious liquid. She sighed then thought....
“Wait a second, continue?”
“Yeah, I’m going to teach you how to masturbate,” Jess said, matter-of-factly.
“Um… don’t you think is going too far now? I mean, I…” but then Amy thought. Too far? She’d just self-fucked herself in a porn store while men and her own ******** watched her…
“Yeah, of course,” Jess was saying. “I want you to have fun, Mum, and I want you to do it well. I’ve spent a lot of time doing this for myself when I was younger, reading about techniques on the internet and stuff. So, finish your wine and we’ll go up to my room and I’ll teach you some tricks.”
“Oh dear…” Amy said, but she didn’t say no. It couldn’t hurt to learn a few more things, could it? She had the thing now, might as well learn how to use it better.
She followed Jess up the stairs a few minutes later and entered her bedroom. It was nicely furnished, but not extravagant. Like Jess herself, it was understated yet stylish.
“Okay, let’s get naked and I can help you out, Mum,” Jess said, stripping. Amy followed suit, more gingerly than her ******** until both women were completely naked and sitting on the bed.
“Now, you need to be calm about all this, Mum,” Jess said, placing her hands on Amy’s, looking into her eyes and holding her gaze. “You need to comfortable with your body and that’s what I’m trying to help you with. Those men were all talking about how incredibly hot and sexy you were, saying you were amazing and how they wished you were their wife. That sort of thing. It is so cool to have the power to make men just turn into jelly like you and I can.”
“Okay, I hear you. I guess it is nice to feel desired like that. It does make me feel better about myself.”
“And you need to remember that touching yourself is fun, it is perfectly reasonable to learn about your own body and needs, desires and stuff through, you know, exploring it.”
“I … I guess…”
“And men… and women too… love watching their partner or whatever in a state of excitement, touching themselves. It is really nice to share that moment… and, as you discovered, it turns us on like crazy to know people are watching, doesn’t it?”
Amy blushed, but nodded. “Yes, I remember feeling so turned on that others were watching me…”
“Cool, I’m glad you thought so as… well, that’s for later. For now, let’s talk about getting ready. You came pretty fucking hard today, Mum, so I’m going to say that being ‘hot’ already means masturbating is even more fun when you do it. If you’re already turned on like crazy, when you do start strumming yourself or shoving something inside you, you’re going to cum quicker and cum harder… and that’s what we want… also, I reckon you’ll probably want to go again and again if you’re horny as hell, right? And you haven’t lived until you’ve had multiple Os, mother!”
“Have… have you had more than one then?” Amy asked, tentatively.
“Have I? I never DON’T have multiple orgasms, mother… not unless I’m in a hurry. I love it and you will too… I think we’re more similar than you think, I’ve just been open to this earlier. I want you to catch up! Okay, so another thing is just think about stuff that turns you on… did you imagine anything today that helped you cum?”
“I…”
“Truth…”
“I… I thought about how Byron would look f…. having sex with you…”
Jessica grinned from ear to ear. “That is so cool, Mum, I love it! Okay, great, so just think about that next time. Damn, just hearing that makes me really horny, Mum, thanks a lot!”
“Sorry…”
“Don’t be sorry, I’m always horny anyway! Okay, so let’s get started. Lie back and open your legs,” Jessica said, which her mother did. She didn’t even seem to realise that she was opening up her intimate area for her own ******** to gaze at, the thought of how this would look to anyone else not crossing her mind at that moment.
“You have such a sexy pussy, Mum,” Jessica said. “Too much hair though, boys nowadays love it all shaved off. We’ll deal with that later… plus it’ll just feel nice to have it all smooth like mine, trust me.”
Amy sighed and reached between her legs.
“No, not yet,” Jessica said, causing her mother to withdraw her hand with a yelp. “Sorry, that came out wrong… no, I know you know how to do all this, obviously… I’m just going to tell you how to do it well. Remember what I said, mood is important. Touch your breasts, stroke your nipples, tease them… stroke your naked skin, just get yourself worked up before you go to work on your clit. Slide your fingers up and down your vagina, touch it everywhere, your inner thighs…”
Amy followed her ********’s instructions, all the while imagining the touches on her body coming from Byron.
“Are you feeling horny yet, mother? You feel warm, flushed…?”
Her mother nodded, chest rising and falling, nipples hard and her pussy slick.
“Okay, go ahead, play with your clit,” Jess said, watching her mother gasp as her fingers touched her most sensitive organ. She moaned and groaned as Jessica continued to encourage her gently until it was clear she wasn’t listening anymore, just letting herself fall deep into a pit of pleasure. Her legs spread wider and fingers dipped into her juicy pussy, the older woman gasping, on the edge of a climax.
“That’s it, mother, I want to see your O face… it is so fucking sexy watching you do this!”
Amy gasped and cried out as her climax overwhelmed her, eventually opening her eyes, a dreamy look on her face as she gazed at her ********.
“That was… nice…”
“It feels ten times better when a man’s fucked you to orgasm with his massive cock, Mum…”
“Oh well… I guess that’s just in the world of fantasy, a nice one, but you know…”
“Perhaps…” Jessica smiled. “Now… time for the next course.” She handed her mother the dildo.
“Fuck yourself to orgasm again with this, mother.”
“Mmm, I’m pretty satisfied, honey…” Amy said.
“Nonsense, a slut is never satisfied with just one climax… we always want more.”
Without waiting, Jessica slid the plastic phallus into her mother’s sloppy cunt.
“Ah, for… oooh…. Mmmm….” Amy started to protest, but Jessica was sliding the dildo in and out of her quickly, not letting her mother chicken out. “Oh God… Jess… you shouldn’t be… doing this to me… it’s not… right…”
“Fuck that, it IS right to make your mother feel good about herself… and this feels good, doesn’t it, Mum? You feel good right now? Do you?”
“I… oh God… yes, I do… I feel… ahhh…. Oh God… fu… ff… mmmm….”
“Say it when you cum, Mum, I want to hear you say it!”
“Oh… I can’t… I… oh FUCK I’M CUMMINNNNNNNG! FUCK FUCK FUCK!”
“Haha, I knew you had it in you! Damn, your pussy just pushed the dildo out of you! Here, suck your fucking cum off it!”
Jess quickly handed the goo-covered object to her mother, who was so into her orgasm that she did exactly what she was told, sucking and licking her juices off the fake cock like she was eating her last meal. Finally, the orgasmic buzz wore off and she slumped back onto the bedspread, chest heaving.
“Have fun?” Jessica purred, lying down next to her mother.
“Mmmmmm” was all the older woman could say, a slight smile on her lips.
“I know… and this is just the tip of the iceberg. There’s a lot more I’m going to get you to do, mother… you’ll be a whole new person by the time I finish with you…”
But Amy didn’t hear this, she’d fallen asleep.
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“Dinner on the table yet?” shouted Randall. Amy grimaced and shook her head.
“NO!” she shouted back. “I’ve been busy with Jessica today, sorting a few things out for Mike. I promised I wouldn’t say, but…”
She turned around, but her husband had already gone out of the room.
“...well, never mind. Only your ********’s future happiness here. Business must come first…”
Amy didn’t mind her husband working hard. He was a good provider, had always taken care of Amy and Jessica… and perhaps until today this wouldn’t have bothered her. After what she’d done and experienced, though… she felt like, you know, it did. That he’d just expect dinner like some 50s chauvinist pig… she sighed and prepared it anyway. What else could she do? Dutiful housewife, care for your man and all that.
She couldn’t help thinking about that day, what Jessica had done for her… and about the black dildo hidden away under her nightclothes in the drawer upstairs. She had really gone wild today... by her standards anyway… and her ********? She could never have imagined her offspring would be such a… such a slut! Talking like she did, acting like she did, so brazen… and having sex with that Byron in her own bed…
“Mmmm,” she found herself moaning as her pussy got wet. No, she couldn’t let herself start becoming some sex-crazed freak! She shot down that train of thought and concentrated on the food.
“You seem distracted tonight, Amy,” Randall said as they sat in silence during dinner.
“Oh, well, it’s just tha…”
“Ah, I forgot, I have to go away to Canada for a month. I probably should said, but I only found out last week and you know how busy I’ve been. A month is so long, but I’m sure I’ll cope.”
“Yes, I’m sure you will…” Amy said. Strangely, she didn’t feel particularly unhappy he was going. Was this how divorces started, with partners not caring where their other half was? Maybe, but at that point, Amy was just kind of pleased she’d be free to just relax and not do much for a whole month. Nobody to clean up after, nobody to look after except herself…
...and then the thought of being alone with that dildo came into her head. She grinned… well, at least I can have a little bit of fun while he’s gone…
The two of them settled into their usual positions in the lounge, Amy with her feet up on the sofa watching some detective show or other and Randall at the table, doing ‘business’. Amy had to admire him for being so dedicated to managing his own shower curtain ring business and at least he’d one better at it than John Candy in ‘Planes, Trains and Automobiles’... but a bit of excitement and interaction wouldn’t go amiss occasionally.
Hours ticked by, few words were exchanged and in the end, Amy made her excuses and went upstairs. She disrobed and began to put on her dressing gown… when she threw it to the ground, grabbed her dildo and rushed into the shower, locking the door behind her. If Randall had come upstairs, he’d have heard his wife screaming in pleasure from the ensuite… but he didn’t, so she smashed the dildo in and out of herself without interruption, emerging a while later, tired and ready for a good night’s sleep. She had cleaned up and replaced the phallus before heading naked to bed, not even having the energy to put on a nightgown.
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“Lovely this weather, isn’t it, Mum?” Jess said as they strolled outside into her back garden. “I just love getting the sun on my skin, feeling that heat…”
“Well, I guess you’ll be feeling it everywhere… do you, um, always sunbathe naked, Jess?” Amy said, her conservative attire in direct contrast to her ********’s complete nudity. She should have been appalled… but strangely wasn’t. She felt more at ease with this sort of thing after yesterday. It was, she thought, definitely a good thing.
Still, her ******** so brazenly flaunting her body like this… anyone could see her! Although… that was probably the point. Jessica definitely seemed to delight in teasing people with her sexuality.
“No, not always, just when you are supposed to be keeping me all goody-two-shoes,” Jessica chuckled. “Actually, it is because I’m planning a little vacation soon and want to make sure I’ve not got ugly tan lines. Want to get my beach bod properly on, Mum!”
“Oh, a vacation? Where are you and Mike going?”
“That’s my little secret for now, but I was hoping you’d come along too,” Jessica said, lying back on the lounger, naked body pointed right at the sun, sunglasses shading her eyes. “You could probably do with a holiday and I kinda think by the time it rolls around, you’ll be very happy you said yes.”
“Well, I’ll have to ask your father…”
“Mum, you are a grown woman! You don’t need his position… and the only thing he’d notice would be the lack of dinner on the table when he got in. Do him some good to look after himself - probably just get pizzas and Chinese food in every night anyway.”
“Okay, um, I don’t really know what to say, so… let’s see how things go.”
“That’s definitely the plan, mother,” Jess grinned. “You going to catch some rays too?”
“I might do a little bit,” Amy said. “But I was also going to read my book…”
“Okay, whatever, but you probably want to lose some of the clothes if you want to, you know, let some sunlight touch your body at all! You look like a bloody Victorian spinster, all wrapped up and cheekily showing a glimpse of ankle… come on, who the hell’s going to see you?”
“Right, fine, okay, if it’ll keep you happy…” Amy sighed. “I don’t have any, like, sunbathing gear though so…”
“Then just strip naked like me!”
“Er… no…”
“Okay, just go bra and panties then. If you’re wearing them…” Jess grinned cheekily.
“Yes, yes… well, I guess you’re right. This is pretty hidden from view,” Amy admitted. A few seconds later she was reclining too, her clothes discarded and only her granny knickers and ultra-conservative bra keeping her modesty intact.
“Sheesh, you need to start wearing better stuff than that,” Jess said. “Look at those pants, they’re awful! So unsexy…”
“Well, they’re practical…”
“Yeah, but you look like you’re 82 years old wearing them. You’re so sexy, mother, I keep telling you that… those knickers aren’t do you any favours…”
“Nobody else is going to see them…”
“Hello, Mrs Staley? Are you there?” a raised male voice called from somewhere inside round the side of the house.
“Who’s that?” Amy said, warily.
“Oh yes, I forgot, that’s Alphonso, our gardener.”
“You have a gardener?”
“Mike likes a well-trimmed garden and you know I have the least green of thumbs in the world, so he got a gardener in. A local man from around the way… hey, Alphonso, wait a minute, I’ll come open the side gate!”
“Jessica, wait! You’re not wearing…”
But she was off, naked as the day she was born, to the gate, opening it up and letting a very tall, muscular black man into the garden. He must have been older than Amy, but it was difficult to tell because he was athletic and kept himself in good condition.
“Morning’ ma’am,” the man nodded, seemingly oblivious to his client’s utter nudity.
“Hey there, you know what you need to do today? Mike was saying something about...”
“Don’t you worry, little lady, I’ve got this covered. Know precisely what I’m going to be doing today. Same thing we always do, so if you… oh, who is that pretty lady over there?”
Alphonso noticed Amy at last, tipping his imaginary hat to her. She nodded back.
“Ah, yes, this is my sexy Mum!” Jessica said. “Come on over and I’ll introduce you.”
“No, I think the gentleman would just prefer to get on with his job rather than talk to me…” Amy spluttered.
“Nonsense, I always like to spend time… getting to know my clients,” the man grinned. He was pretty handsome, Amy thought, as he stood looming over her. “If I may say so, ma’am, you have a body as fine and sweet as your lovely ********.”
“Um… well, thanks…”
“Yeah, except for those awful granny knickers!” Jessica laughed. “I keep trying to get her to take them off like me, but she won’t.”
“Ah, now, a person’s got to be allowed to do what they want, you know,” he smiled, still looking at Amy. She started to feel slightly uncomfortable, his eyes a mesmerising blue that she could easily get lost in if she wasn’t careful. “But if she wants to take them off, she shouldn’t mind me. I’ll be too busy to notice anything and it’s all about feeling comfortable.”
“I… I guess,” Amy said, quietly.
“Good, so I think I’ll get on with things now. Be seeing you, Amy. Jessica.”
He nodded to both and set off down to the end of the garden, carrying his box of trowels and things with him. Amy watched him go, seemingly unable to stop looking at him.
“He’s pretty hot, don’t you think, Mum?” Jessica said.
“What? Oh, I wouldn’t know about that…”
“Oh, please, the spinster act doesn’t wash. You made yourself cum in front of strangers yesterday… and in front of me… so don’t be so prudish. You can imagine yourself with him, it isn’t a crime. Maybe envisage him pinning you to the bed, his big, black cock entering you, stretching you… filling you up completely like Daddy never could…”
“Jess, stop… please,” Amy squirmed, but the words were having the desired effect. She could feel her pussy moistening quickly. Any more of that and she’d start soaking her unfashionable knickers.
“Uh-uh, Mum, you need to think about this… his hot, muscular body pressed against you, hips moving, thrusting his big cock… maybe it is really thick too, 10 inches long, something like that… touching your cervix with every stroke, ready to pump a gallon of thick, gooey cum into your womb…”
“Ah, God…” Amy said, feeling her underwear get drenched, her nipples rubbing against the material of her bra. “No…”
“And then maybe his son comes in… he plays basketball, you know. Nearly 7 foot tall, a huge, hulking specimen of prime black male… and he wants to join in… your other hole is ready, you suck his 12 inch dick, like a rod of black iron… and he wants it inside you too, mother… two massive black cocks filling you up, you are cumming over and over, so much more intense than the dildo… and they’re squirting into you, balls contracting, your body fucking filled up with sperm!”
“Ah, God… ooooooh jeeezzz…. Uuuunnnnnngggh!!!”
“Holy shit, Mum, you came just from me saying that to you, you complete slut!” Jessica laughed, eyes wide with delight.
“Oh God… my knickers are completely soaked…” Amy groaned, lying back on her lounger. “Why’d you do that to me?”
“Proves how fucking horny you are, mother,” she said, shrugging. “I think it’s really cool, I wish I could just cum like that! Maybe i need to go for decades without sex! No… never going to happen! I can barely imagine going a week without sex!”
“What am I going to do?” Amy murmured, still feeling the effects of her orgasm.
“I’ll show you,” Jessica said, standing up and moving over to her mother.
“No, don’t…” Amy protested as her ******** hooked her fingers into the elastic of her underwear and tugged them down over her hips. She let it happen though, too exhausted to fight back.
“Might as well take off your bra now, mother,” Jess said, flinging the sodden knickers away. “No modesty to protect now.”
Amy couldn’t argue with that, so she removed her bra and handed it to Jess.
“Excellent, those tits deserve to be shown off to the world more often!” her ******** grinned, throwing the bra away too. “And I think I’m going to institute a new rule in my house - no clothes allowed for either of us. I want you to feel comfortable with being naked and that’s a good way to start.”
“But…”
“No buts, it’s the rules. My house, my rules… just what you used to say to me.”
“Ugh, okay…” Amy said. “Oh God, he’s coming back over!”
Alphonso was indeed moving back towards the girls. He had removed his own top, revealing a sleek, muscular torso that Amy had to admit was an intoxicating sight. In her current, orgasm-addled condition, it had even more of an effect - she felt her pussy spasm and get even wetter as he approached.
“Oh, I see you decided to get naked too,” Alphonso said. “Well, it is a pretty hot day, maybe I should do so as well.”
“But you have to work and…” Amy squirmed.
“My house, my rules, Mum,” Jessica beamed. “Go on, Mr Banks, you can if you want to.”
“Oh my God!” Amy blurted involuntarily as Alphonso removed his clothes, revealing a flaccid-yet-enormous penis the likes of which she’d never seen before.
“What’s the matter, mother?” Jessica grinned wickedly. “You look like you’ve never seen a cock before.”
It dwarfed Randall’s and it wasn’t even faintly hard, just this long tube of male flesh swinging between his legs, almost reaching down to his knee. She couldn’t take her eyes off it and she could feel her pussy going crazy, leaking fluid at a prodigious rate.
“Mmm, look at her pussy, Mr Banks,” Jessica cooed. “It seems that your mighty weapon is making it drool!”
“Jess… stop this… I need to… need to get out of here!”
Amy got up and walked unsteadily towards the house, the other two watching her go. She glanced round and saw Alphonso whispering something in Jessica’s ear, the girl giggling in response and covering her mouth.
Entering the house, the cool air soothing her hot skin as she stood, back to the door in the kitchen, she groaned. She was so, so horny right now, her pussy quivering with excitement… but this was all so crazy. She couldn’t control how she felt and something about why she was so turned on needed to be addressed… but she was a married woman. She’d committed to that life and she couldn’t break the rules now… even if…
“Mum, you okay?” Jessica said from outside. “Mr Banks has gone now if you are still scared…”
“I wasn’t…” Amy blurted, before stopping herself. “I wasn’t scared… just I’m here to get you to stop sleeping around and then that sort of thing happens and…”
“Mum, how many times? You are a woman, it is natural to get horny and want to put things in your pussy, dildos or cocks or whatever. Don’t be ashamed.”
“I’m not ashamed, I… just don’t think it is right…”
“Right because you don’t want to or right because of some silly societal thing that’s been developed by men to keep their wives in check for centuries?”
“Uh… both?”
“Hmm, good answer, I guess!” Jess said. “Can I come in now?”
Amy realised she was still blocking her ******** from getting in and stepped away quickly, allowing Jessica to come in.
“Mmm, the cool in here does feel good after getting so hot outside,” Jessica said. “Let me fix you a drink.”
The two sipped their sherries and leaned against the kitchen counter. For a moment, silence reigned.
“Can I tell you something, Mum?” Jessica said.
“Of course, honey,” Amy replied. “That’s what I’m here for, to help you.”
“Okay… you know Mr Banks?”
“Yes?”
“He fucks me regularly,” Jessica said calmly. “Like, nearly every time he comes over, we fuck.”
Amy choked on her sherry and it was a minute before she could reply.
“What? You can’t be… he’s older than I am!”
“So? Love knows no age limits, mother… and besides, his cock is like divine. You saw it, you know what I’m talking about,” Jessica said.
“But… what about Mike… and Byron? You are cheating on your husband AND your lover?”
“I guess you could look at it like that, though Byron knows all about it, so I’m not sure that is cheating.”
“Jessica, why are you doing this? You’re going crazy… you should be faithful to Mike, he’s your husband…”
“So? He doesn’t own me or my body, I can do what I want with it…”
“But your vows? You promised to be faithful…”
“Yeah, well, we can talk about that later. The reason I’m telling you is… is I want you to fuck him too. Mr Banks, that is… and Byron too, if you want. I want you to feel the thrill of nailing a big, black stud… of, as you say, cheating. It is so wild, trust me. Makes you feel so naughty and that really heightens your pleasure,” Jessica said, moving closer to Amy, so close their naked bodies touched, breasts pressing against each other.
“No, Jess… I can’t… I…”
“Why not? You felt how good that dildo was… the real thing is so much better, that feeling of a real man pushing into you, stretching you so much, the weight of him on top of you… I know you are turned on by this, mother, I can see you shivering with excitement! Why can’t you just admit that you want to FUCK another man? A big, black man with a gigantic cock!”
“Jess, please… don’t… I don’t want to be with another man…”
“You promised the truth, mother! I KNOW you are lying to me! I can see it all over you! If you’re just going to lie, I’ll invite Mr Banks back here and FUCK him in front of you myself! You want me to do that, because I sure as fuck want to!”
“Alright, ALRIGHT, damn you, Jessica… I admit it! I’m… curious to see what it would be like… of course I am, I saw that… that thing he had, it was so big… your father’s is so tiny in comparison…”
“So you’d fuck him if given the chance?”
“You’re twisting my words… I just said I was curious about it all. I didn’t say I would break my vows… I…”
Jessica stepped away suddenly and went to the back door, pulling it open. Amy gasped as Mr Banks came in, still naked… and this time his cock was at full attention. In fact, he was stroking it slowly with his left hand.
“You going to say no to this, ma’am?”
“Oh… oh dear GOD!” Amy said, recoiling in not-quite-horror… she had to admit to feeling a surge of excitement as the rock hard baseball bat of a cock stood proudly erect and pointing at her. Right at her… for her… every inch for her…
“Look at her thighs, Mr Banks, look at all that pussy juice streaming down them. I don’t she’s ever been more turned on… right, mother?” Jessica chuckled.
“No… I mean… the truth, right… yes, I… I am turned on, but… married… can’t… so big…”
“Hmm, I think she needs a little more persuasion…” Jess said. Mr Banks nodded and moved slowly closer, Amy backing up until her naked ass bumped against the kitchen counter. She had nowhere to go as the cock loomed closer, until it touched her… right on the clit.
“Ah fuuuuuuuuuuuuu…” she screamed as an immediate orgasm blew her mind and body apart. Her eyes rolled back in her head as Mr Banks rubbed the tip of his cock over her clit again and again, her whole body shuddering as spasms of pure pleasure washed over her. Jess stepped quickly over to her mother as her knees gave away, holding her up as her head lolled and she whimpered unintelligibly.
“Wow, Mum, that was so awesome, your O face is crazy sexy,” Jess said.
“She’s not wrong, ma’am,” Mr Banks said, backing up slightly. “I’m going to love making you cum like that when I stick my cock all the way up inside you… but that’s not today. No… I want you to beg for it.”
“Huh?” Amy groaned, only half aware of the conversation.
“I think if I keep teasing you, taunting you with this, you’ll crack… and when you do, you’ll be begging me to stick it in you… what do you think, Jess?”
“Mmm, I love it… she’s already horny as fuck, a week of being so close to satisfaction and yet so far away… she’ll be spreading herself on the lawn and demanding you fuck her in front of the neighbours!”
“No… won’t… wedding… oh God…” Amy said, body still spasming occasionally with post-orgasmic chills.
“Anyway… you and me upstairs, girl?” Mr Banks said, slapping Jessica’s ass. She giggled in response.
“Well, I’m not supposed to… but…” she said, looking down at her mother. Amy was barely conscious, the power of her climax rendering her almost motionless on the kitchen floor. As she slipped into sleep, she saw her ******** grab hold of that enormous cock.
“...fuck it, let’s go. I want you to pound me like I stole something… God, I need that cock inside me!”
“Nooo….” Amy whimpered before sleep overtook her.
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The feelings she’d experienced were just too good to deny - how could something that… right be wrong?
“It’s okay, you know,” Jessica, her ********, said. “You’re a human being, you can have fun. If God hadn’t intended us girls to have such powerful orgasms, then why did He give us clits and the ability to cum multiple times and so on?”
Amy didn’t answer, but before today she would have argued… now, she wasn’t so sure Jessica was wrong. In fact, she may well have agreed with her at that moment. As if in answer to her ********’s statement, her clit throbbed and she felt a little spike of excitement.
They got back to Jessica’s house and went inside, Amy carrying the discreet bag containing the dildo carefully, as if people might spot her with it.
“Want a drink before we continue, Mum?” Jess said, getting some glasses out of a cupboard and pouring some wine before her mother even replied.
“Er, yeah, okay then…” she said, accepting her glass and sipping the delicious liquid. She sighed then thought....
“Wait a second, continue?”
“Yeah, I’m going to teach you how to masturbate,” Jess said, matter-of-factly.
“Um… don’t you think is going too far now? I mean, I…” but then Amy thought. Too far? She’d just self-fucked herself in a porn store while men and her own ******** watched her…
“Yeah, of course,” Jess was saying. “I want you to have fun, Mum, and I want you to do it well. I’ve spent a lot of time doing this for myself when I was younger, reading about techniques on the internet and stuff. So, finish your wine and we’ll go up to my room and I’ll teach you some tricks.”
“Oh dear…” Amy said, but she didn’t say no. It couldn’t hurt to learn a few more things, could it? She had the thing now, might as well learn how to use it better.
She followed Jess up the stairs a few minutes later and entered her bedroom. It was nicely furnished, but not extravagant. Like Jess herself, it was understated yet stylish.
“Okay, let’s get naked and I can help you out, Mum,” Jess said, stripping. Amy followed suit, more gingerly than her ******** until both women were completely naked and sitting on the bed.
“Now, you need to be calm about all this, Mum,” Jess said, placing her hands on Amy’s, looking into her eyes and holding her gaze. “You need to comfortable with your body and that’s what I’m trying to help you with. Those men were all talking about how incredibly hot and sexy you were, saying you were amazing and how they wished you were their wife. That sort of thing. It is so cool to have the power to make men just turn into jelly like you and I can.”
“Okay, I hear you. I guess it is nice to feel desired like that. It does make me feel better about myself.”
“And you need to remember that touching yourself is fun, it is perfectly reasonable to learn about your own body and needs, desires and stuff through, you know, exploring it.”
“I … I guess…”
“And men… and women too… love watching their partner or whatever in a state of excitement, touching themselves. It is really nice to share that moment… and, as you discovered, it turns us on like crazy to know people are watching, doesn’t it?”
Amy blushed, but nodded. “Yes, I remember feeling so turned on that others were watching me…”
“Cool, I’m glad you thought so as… well, that’s for later. For now, let’s talk about getting ready. You came pretty fucking hard today, Mum, so I’m going to say that being ‘hot’ already means masturbating is even more fun when you do it. If you’re already turned on like crazy, when you do start strumming yourself or shoving something inside you, you’re going to cum quicker and cum harder… and that’s what we want… also, I reckon you’ll probably want to go again and again if you’re horny as hell, right? And you haven’t lived until you’ve had multiple Os, mother!”
“Have… have you had more than one then?” Amy asked, tentatively.
“Have I? I never DON’T have multiple orgasms, mother… not unless I’m in a hurry. I love it and you will too… I think we’re more similar than you think, I’ve just been open to this earlier. I want you to catch up! Okay, so another thing is just think about stuff that turns you on… did you imagine anything today that helped you cum?”
“I…”
“Truth…”
“I… I thought about how Byron would look f…. having sex with you…”
Jessica grinned from ear to ear. “That is so cool, Mum, I love it! Okay, great, so just think about that next time. Damn, just hearing that makes me really horny, Mum, thanks a lot!”
“Sorry…”
“Don’t be sorry, I’m always horny anyway! Okay, so let’s get started. Lie back and open your legs,” Jessica said, which her mother did. She didn’t even seem to realise that she was opening up her intimate area for her own ******** to gaze at, the thought of how this would look to anyone else not crossing her mind at that moment.
“You have such a sexy pussy, Mum,” Jessica said. “Too much hair though, boys nowadays love it all shaved off. We’ll deal with that later… plus it’ll just feel nice to have it all smooth like mine, trust me.”
Amy sighed and reached between her legs.
“No, not yet,” Jessica said, causing her mother to withdraw her hand with a yelp. “Sorry, that came out wrong… no, I know you know how to do all this, obviously… I’m just going to tell you how to do it well. Remember what I said, mood is important. Touch your breasts, stroke your nipples, tease them… stroke your naked skin, just get yourself worked up before you go to work on your clit. Slide your fingers up and down your vagina, touch it everywhere, your inner thighs…”
Amy followed her ********’s instructions, all the while imagining the touches on her body coming from Byron.
“Are you feeling horny yet, mother? You feel warm, flushed…?”
Her mother nodded, chest rising and falling, nipples hard and her pussy slick.
“Okay, go ahead, play with your clit,” Jess said, watching her mother gasp as her fingers touched her most sensitive organ. She moaned and groaned as Jessica continued to encourage her gently until it was clear she wasn’t listening anymore, just letting herself fall deep into a pit of pleasure. Her legs spread wider and fingers dipped into her juicy pussy, the older woman gasping, on the edge of a climax.
“That’s it, mother, I want to see your O face… it is so fucking sexy watching you do this!”
Amy gasped and cried out as her climax overwhelmed her, eventually opening her eyes, a dreamy look on her face as she gazed at her ********.
“That was… nice…”
“It feels ten times better when a man’s fucked you to orgasm with his massive cock, Mum…”
“Oh well… I guess that’s just in the world of fantasy, a nice one, but you know…”
“Perhaps…” Jessica smiled. “Now… time for the next course.” She handed her mother the dildo.
“Fuck yourself to orgasm again with this, mother.”
“Mmm, I’m pretty satisfied, honey…” Amy said.
“Nonsense, a slut is never satisfied with just one climax… we always want more.”
Without waiting, Jessica slid the plastic phallus into her mother’s sloppy cunt.
“Ah, for… oooh…. Mmmm….” Amy started to protest, but Jessica was sliding the dildo in and out of her quickly, not letting her mother chicken out. “Oh God… Jess… you shouldn’t be… doing this to me… it’s not… right…”
“Fuck that, it IS right to make your mother feel good about herself… and this feels good, doesn’t it, Mum? You feel good right now? Do you?”
“I… oh God… yes, I do… I feel… ahhh…. Oh God… fu… ff… mmmm….”
“Say it when you cum, Mum, I want to hear you say it!”
“Oh… I can’t… I… oh FUCK I’M CUMMINNNNNNNG! FUCK FUCK FUCK!”
“Haha, I knew you had it in you! Damn, your pussy just pushed the dildo out of you! Here, suck your fucking cum off it!”
Jess quickly handed the goo-covered object to her mother, who was so into her orgasm that she did exactly what she was told, sucking and licking her juices off the fake cock like she was eating her last meal. Finally, the orgasmic buzz wore off and she slumped back onto the bedspread, chest heaving.
“Have fun?” Jessica purred, lying down next to her mother.
“Mmmmmm” was all the older woman could say, a slight smile on her lips.
“I know… and this is just the tip of the iceberg. There’s a lot more I’m going to get you to do, mother… you’ll be a whole new person by the time I finish with you…”
But Amy didn’t hear this, she’d fallen asleep.
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“Dinner on the table yet?” shouted Randall. Amy grimaced and shook her head.
“NO!” she shouted back. “I’ve been busy with Jessica today, sorting a few things out for Mike. I promised I wouldn’t say, but…”
She turned around, but her husband had already gone out of the room.
“...well, never mind. Only your ********’s future happiness here. Business must come first…”
Amy didn’t mind her husband working hard. He was a good provider, had always taken care of Amy and Jessica… and perhaps until today this wouldn’t have bothered her. After what she’d done and experienced, though… she felt like, you know, it did. That he’d just expect dinner like some 50s chauvinist pig… she sighed and prepared it anyway. What else could she do? Dutiful housewife, care for your man and all that.
She couldn’t help thinking about that day, what Jessica had done for her… and about the black dildo hidden away under her nightclothes in the drawer upstairs. She had really gone wild today... by her standards anyway… and her ********? She could never have imagined her offspring would be such a… such a slut! Talking like she did, acting like she did, so brazen… and having sex with that Byron in her own bed…
“Mmmm,” she found herself moaning as her pussy got wet. No, she couldn’t let herself start becoming some sex-crazed freak! She shot down that train of thought and concentrated on the food.
“You seem distracted tonight, Amy,” Randall said as they sat in silence during dinner.
“Oh, well, it’s just tha…”
“Ah, I forgot, I have to go away to Canada for a month. I probably should said, but I only found out last week and you know how busy I’ve been. A month is so long, but I’m sure I’ll cope.”
“Yes, I’m sure you will…” Amy said. Strangely, she didn’t feel particularly unhappy he was going. Was this how divorces started, with partners not caring where their other half was? Maybe, but at that point, Amy was just kind of pleased she’d be free to just relax and not do much for a whole month. Nobody to clean up after, nobody to look after except herself…
...and then the thought of being alone with that dildo came into her head. She grinned… well, at least I can have a little bit of fun while he’s gone…
The two of them settled into their usual positions in the lounge, Amy with her feet up on the sofa watching some detective show or other and Randall at the table, doing ‘business’. Amy had to admire him for being so dedicated to managing his own shower curtain ring business and at least he’d one better at it than John Candy in ‘Planes, Trains and Automobiles’... but a bit of excitement and interaction wouldn’t go amiss occasionally.
Hours ticked by, few words were exchanged and in the end, Amy made her excuses and went upstairs. She disrobed and began to put on her dressing gown… when she threw it to the ground, grabbed her dildo and rushed into the shower, locking the door behind her. If Randall had come upstairs, he’d have heard his wife screaming in pleasure from the ensuite… but he didn’t, so she smashed the dildo in and out of herself without interruption, emerging a while later, tired and ready for a good night’s sleep. She had cleaned up and replaced the phallus before heading naked to bed, not even having the energy to put on a nightgown.
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“Lovely this weather, isn’t it, Mum?” Jess said as they strolled outside into her back garden. “I just love getting the sun on my skin, feeling that heat…”
“Well, I guess you’ll be feeling it everywhere… do you, um, always sunbathe naked, Jess?” Amy said, her conservative attire in direct contrast to her ********’s complete nudity. She should have been appalled… but strangely wasn’t. She felt more at ease with this sort of thing after yesterday. It was, she thought, definitely a good thing.
Still, her ******** so brazenly flaunting her body like this… anyone could see her! Although… that was probably the point. Jessica definitely seemed to delight in teasing people with her sexuality.
“No, not always, just when you are supposed to be keeping me all goody-two-shoes,” Jessica chuckled. “Actually, it is because I’m planning a little vacation soon and want to make sure I’ve not got ugly tan lines. Want to get my beach bod properly on, Mum!”
“Oh, a vacation? Where are you and Mike going?”
“That’s my little secret for now, but I was hoping you’d come along too,” Jessica said, lying back on the lounger, naked body pointed right at the sun, sunglasses shading her eyes. “You could probably do with a holiday and I kinda think by the time it rolls around, you’ll be very happy you said yes.”
“Well, I’ll have to ask your father…”
“Mum, you are a grown woman! You don’t need his position… and the only thing he’d notice would be the lack of dinner on the table when he got in. Do him some good to look after himself - probably just get pizzas and Chinese food in every night anyway.”
“Okay, um, I don’t really know what to say, so… let’s see how things go.”
“That’s definitely the plan, mother,” Jess grinned. “You going to catch some rays too?”
“I might do a little bit,” Amy said. “But I was also going to read my book…”
“Okay, whatever, but you probably want to lose some of the clothes if you want to, you know, let some sunlight touch your body at all! You look like a bloody Victorian spinster, all wrapped up and cheekily showing a glimpse of ankle… come on, who the hell’s going to see you?”
“Right, fine, okay, if it’ll keep you happy…” Amy sighed. “I don’t have any, like, sunbathing gear though so…”
“Then just strip naked like me!”
“Er… no…”
“Okay, just go bra and panties then. If you’re wearing them…” Jess grinned cheekily.
“Yes, yes… well, I guess you’re right. This is pretty hidden from view,” Amy admitted. A few seconds later she was reclining too, her clothes discarded and only her granny knickers and ultra-conservative bra keeping her modesty intact.
“Sheesh, you need to start wearing better stuff than that,” Jess said. “Look at those pants, they’re awful! So unsexy…”
“Well, they’re practical…”
“Yeah, but you look like you’re 82 years old wearing them. You’re so sexy, mother, I keep telling you that… those knickers aren’t do you any favours…”
“Nobody else is going to see them…”
“Hello, Mrs Staley? Are you there?” a raised male voice called from somewhere inside round the side of the house.
“Who’s that?” Amy said, warily.
“Oh yes, I forgot, that’s Alphonso, our gardener.”
“You have a gardener?”
“Mike likes a well-trimmed garden and you know I have the least green of thumbs in the world, so he got a gardener in. A local man from around the way… hey, Alphonso, wait a minute, I’ll come open the side gate!”
“Jessica, wait! You’re not wearing…”
But she was off, naked as the day she was born, to the gate, opening it up and letting a very tall, muscular black man into the garden. He must have been older than Amy, but it was difficult to tell because he was athletic and kept himself in good condition.
“Morning’ ma’am,” the man nodded, seemingly oblivious to his client’s utter nudity.
“Hey there, you know what you need to do today? Mike was saying something about...”
“Don’t you worry, little lady, I’ve got this covered. Know precisely what I’m going to be doing today. Same thing we always do, so if you… oh, who is that pretty lady over there?”
Alphonso noticed Amy at last, tipping his imaginary hat to her. She nodded back.
“Ah, yes, this is my sexy Mum!” Jessica said. “Come on over and I’ll introduce you.”
“No, I think the gentleman would just prefer to get on with his job rather than talk to me…” Amy spluttered.
“Nonsense, I always like to spend time… getting to know my clients,” the man grinned. He was pretty handsome, Amy thought, as he stood looming over her. “If I may say so, ma’am, you have a body as fine and sweet as your lovely ********.”
“Um… well, thanks…”
“Yeah, except for those awful granny knickers!” Jessica laughed. “I keep trying to get her to take them off like me, but she won’t.”
“Ah, now, a person’s got to be allowed to do what they want, you know,” he smiled, still looking at Amy. She started to feel slightly uncomfortable, his eyes a mesmerising blue that she could easily get lost in if she wasn’t careful. “But if she wants to take them off, she shouldn’t mind me. I’ll be too busy to notice anything and it’s all about feeling comfortable.”
“I… I guess,” Amy said, quietly.
“Good, so I think I’ll get on with things now. Be seeing you, Amy. Jessica.”
He nodded to both and set off down to the end of the garden, carrying his box of trowels and things with him. Amy watched him go, seemingly unable to stop looking at him.
“He’s pretty hot, don’t you think, Mum?” Jessica said.
“What? Oh, I wouldn’t know about that…”
“Oh, please, the spinster act doesn’t wash. You made yourself cum in front of strangers yesterday… and in front of me… so don’t be so prudish. You can imagine yourself with him, it isn’t a crime. Maybe envisage him pinning you to the bed, his big, black cock entering you, stretching you… filling you up completely like Daddy never could…”
“Jess, stop… please,” Amy squirmed, but the words were having the desired effect. She could feel her pussy moistening quickly. Any more of that and she’d start soaking her unfashionable knickers.
“Uh-uh, Mum, you need to think about this… his hot, muscular body pressed against you, hips moving, thrusting his big cock… maybe it is really thick too, 10 inches long, something like that… touching your cervix with every stroke, ready to pump a gallon of thick, gooey cum into your womb…”
“Ah, God…” Amy said, feeling her underwear get drenched, her nipples rubbing against the material of her bra. “No…”
“And then maybe his son comes in… he plays basketball, you know. Nearly 7 foot tall, a huge, hulking specimen of prime black male… and he wants to join in… your other hole is ready, you suck his 12 inch dick, like a rod of black iron… and he wants it inside you too, mother… two massive black cocks filling you up, you are cumming over and over, so much more intense than the dildo… and they’re squirting into you, balls contracting, your body fucking filled up with sperm!”
“Ah, God… ooooooh jeeezzz…. Uuuunnnnnngggh!!!”
“Holy shit, Mum, you came just from me saying that to you, you complete slut!” Jessica laughed, eyes wide with delight.
“Oh God… my knickers are completely soaked…” Amy groaned, lying back on her lounger. “Why’d you do that to me?”
“Proves how fucking horny you are, mother,” she said, shrugging. “I think it’s really cool, I wish I could just cum like that! Maybe i need to go for decades without sex! No… never going to happen! I can barely imagine going a week without sex!”
“What am I going to do?” Amy murmured, still feeling the effects of her orgasm.
“I’ll show you,” Jessica said, standing up and moving over to her mother.
“No, don’t…” Amy protested as her ******** hooked her fingers into the elastic of her underwear and tugged them down over her hips. She let it happen though, too exhausted to fight back.
“Might as well take off your bra now, mother,” Jess said, flinging the sodden knickers away. “No modesty to protect now.”
Amy couldn’t argue with that, so she removed her bra and handed it to Jess.
“Excellent, those tits deserve to be shown off to the world more often!” her ******** grinned, throwing the bra away too. “And I think I’m going to institute a new rule in my house - no clothes allowed for either of us. I want you to feel comfortable with being naked and that’s a good way to start.”
“But…”
“No buts, it’s the rules. My house, my rules… just what you used to say to me.”
“Ugh, okay…” Amy said. “Oh God, he’s coming back over!”
Alphonso was indeed moving back towards the girls. He had removed his own top, revealing a sleek, muscular torso that Amy had to admit was an intoxicating sight. In her current, orgasm-addled condition, it had even more of an effect - she felt her pussy spasm and get even wetter as he approached.
“Oh, I see you decided to get naked too,” Alphonso said. “Well, it is a pretty hot day, maybe I should do so as well.”
“But you have to work and…” Amy squirmed.
“My house, my rules, Mum,” Jessica beamed. “Go on, Mr Banks, you can if you want to.”
“Oh my God!” Amy blurted involuntarily as Alphonso removed his clothes, revealing a flaccid-yet-enormous penis the likes of which she’d never seen before.
“What’s the matter, mother?” Jessica grinned wickedly. “You look like you’ve never seen a cock before.”
It dwarfed Randall’s and it wasn’t even faintly hard, just this long tube of male flesh swinging between his legs, almost reaching down to his knee. She couldn’t take her eyes off it and she could feel her pussy going crazy, leaking fluid at a prodigious rate.
“Mmm, look at her pussy, Mr Banks,” Jessica cooed. “It seems that your mighty weapon is making it drool!”
“Jess… stop this… I need to… need to get out of here!”
Amy got up and walked unsteadily towards the house, the other two watching her go. She glanced round and saw Alphonso whispering something in Jessica’s ear, the girl giggling in response and covering her mouth.
Entering the house, the cool air soothing her hot skin as she stood, back to the door in the kitchen, she groaned. She was so, so horny right now, her pussy quivering with excitement… but this was all so crazy. She couldn’t control how she felt and something about why she was so turned on needed to be addressed… but she was a married woman. She’d committed to that life and she couldn’t break the rules now… even if…
“Mum, you okay?” Jessica said from outside. “Mr Banks has gone now if you are still scared…”
“I wasn’t…” Amy blurted, before stopping herself. “I wasn’t scared… just I’m here to get you to stop sleeping around and then that sort of thing happens and…”
“Mum, how many times? You are a woman, it is natural to get horny and want to put things in your pussy, dildos or cocks or whatever. Don’t be ashamed.”
“I’m not ashamed, I… just don’t think it is right…”
“Right because you don’t want to or right because of some silly societal thing that’s been developed by men to keep their wives in check for centuries?”
“Uh… both?”
“Hmm, good answer, I guess!” Jess said. “Can I come in now?”
Amy realised she was still blocking her ******** from getting in and stepped away quickly, allowing Jessica to come in.
“Mmm, the cool in here does feel good after getting so hot outside,” Jessica said. “Let me fix you a drink.”
The two sipped their sherries and leaned against the kitchen counter. For a moment, silence reigned.
“Can I tell you something, Mum?” Jessica said.
“Of course, honey,” Amy replied. “That’s what I’m here for, to help you.”
“Okay… you know Mr Banks?”
“Yes?”
“He fucks me regularly,” Jessica said calmly. “Like, nearly every time he comes over, we fuck.”
Amy choked on her sherry and it was a minute before she could reply.
“What? You can’t be… he’s older than I am!”
“So? Love knows no age limits, mother… and besides, his cock is like divine. You saw it, you know what I’m talking about,” Jessica said.
“But… what about Mike… and Byron? You are cheating on your husband AND your lover?”
“I guess you could look at it like that, though Byron knows all about it, so I’m not sure that is cheating.”
“Jessica, why are you doing this? You’re going crazy… you should be faithful to Mike, he’s your husband…”
“So? He doesn’t own me or my body, I can do what I want with it…”
“But your vows? You promised to be faithful…”
“Yeah, well, we can talk about that later. The reason I’m telling you is… is I want you to fuck him too. Mr Banks, that is… and Byron too, if you want. I want you to feel the thrill of nailing a big, black stud… of, as you say, cheating. It is so wild, trust me. Makes you feel so naughty and that really heightens your pleasure,” Jessica said, moving closer to Amy, so close their naked bodies touched, breasts pressing against each other.
“No, Jess… I can’t… I…”
“Why not? You felt how good that dildo was… the real thing is so much better, that feeling of a real man pushing into you, stretching you so much, the weight of him on top of you… I know you are turned on by this, mother, I can see you shivering with excitement! Why can’t you just admit that you want to FUCK another man? A big, black man with a gigantic cock!”
“Jess, please… don’t… I don’t want to be with another man…”
“You promised the truth, mother! I KNOW you are lying to me! I can see it all over you! If you’re just going to lie, I’ll invite Mr Banks back here and FUCK him in front of you myself! You want me to do that, because I sure as fuck want to!”
“Alright, ALRIGHT, damn you, Jessica… I admit it! I’m… curious to see what it would be like… of course I am, I saw that… that thing he had, it was so big… your father’s is so tiny in comparison…”
“So you’d fuck him if given the chance?”
“You’re twisting my words… I just said I was curious about it all. I didn’t say I would break my vows… I…”
Jessica stepped away suddenly and went to the back door, pulling it open. Amy gasped as Mr Banks came in, still naked… and this time his cock was at full attention. In fact, he was stroking it slowly with his left hand.
“You going to say no to this, ma’am?”
“Oh… oh dear GOD!” Amy said, recoiling in not-quite-horror… she had to admit to feeling a surge of excitement as the rock hard baseball bat of a cock stood proudly erect and pointing at her. Right at her… for her… every inch for her…
“Look at her thighs, Mr Banks, look at all that pussy juice streaming down them. I don’t she’s ever been more turned on… right, mother?” Jessica chuckled.
“No… I mean… the truth, right… yes, I… I am turned on, but… married… can’t… so big…”
“Hmm, I think she needs a little more persuasion…” Jess said. Mr Banks nodded and moved slowly closer, Amy backing up until her naked ass bumped against the kitchen counter. She had nowhere to go as the cock loomed closer, until it touched her… right on the clit.
“Ah fuuuuuuuuuuuuu…” she screamed as an immediate orgasm blew her mind and body apart. Her eyes rolled back in her head as Mr Banks rubbed the tip of his cock over her clit again and again, her whole body shuddering as spasms of pure pleasure washed over her. Jess stepped quickly over to her mother as her knees gave away, holding her up as her head lolled and she whimpered unintelligibly.
“Wow, Mum, that was so awesome, your O face is crazy sexy,” Jess said.
“She’s not wrong, ma’am,” Mr Banks said, backing up slightly. “I’m going to love making you cum like that when I stick my cock all the way up inside you… but that’s not today. No… I want you to beg for it.”
“Huh?” Amy groaned, only half aware of the conversation.
“I think if I keep teasing you, taunting you with this, you’ll crack… and when you do, you’ll be begging me to stick it in you… what do you think, Jess?”
“Mmm, I love it… she’s already horny as fuck, a week of being so close to satisfaction and yet so far away… she’ll be spreading herself on the lawn and demanding you fuck her in front of the neighbours!”
“No… won’t… wedding… oh God…” Amy said, body still spasming occasionally with post-orgasmic chills.
“Anyway… you and me upstairs, girl?” Mr Banks said, slapping Jessica’s ass. She giggled in response.
“Well, I’m not supposed to… but…” she said, looking down at her mother. Amy was barely conscious, the power of her climax rendering her almost motionless on the kitchen floor. As she slipped into sleep, she saw her ******** grab hold of that enormous cock.
“...fuck it, let’s go. I want you to pound me like I stole something… God, I need that cock inside me!”
“Nooo….” Amy whimpered before sleep overtook her.
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