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Chapter 13: Your hairy mound turns me on.Upon arriving home, I dashed to my room, stripped, and slipped on my robe. Leaving the door open again, I pondered whether to give Mom another display of my prick. I recalled the signals she sent out with each client and wondered what outfit or hint she’d provide. Too much longer at this job, and she’d end up with a large selection of nighties.I thought, “Did she use the nightwear strictly to help me with the women, or was she flirting with me? Should I confide in her and express my feelings?”She may harbor little to no sexual desire for me, just motherly love. If she shared the same incestuous cravings, she would have acted on it when she came into my room with my prick sticking out of my robe. I still loved her and could deal with a non-physical relationship, knowing her sexy body would still provide me with fantasies. Deep in thought, I missed the sound of our client’s car when I heard Mom climbing the steps.“Sam, are you ready?” Mom ask

Chapter 12: We’re going out for dinnerI lowered my hands to her ass to get better leverage to pound her pussy, when I discovered she had none. She was so skinny that fat tissue hadn’t been able to accumulate. Understanding swept over me when I remembered Mom asking me to check out her ass. It was Mom’s way of helping her son achieve success.Before my prick softened from discovering her disappointing backside, I grabbed her hips and pounded in and out of this young trophy wife. I was on the verge of orgasm, and it appeared this girl wasn’t close. Her breasts, heaving up and down under the sheet, caught my attention. She had to be proud of her prized tits. I moved my hands up under the sheet and cupped her breasts.“Your tits are perfect, so big and firm. I love squeezing them,” I croaked. The young trophy wife gyrated her hips, bouncing up and down, while I fucked her. I couldn’t tell if she was nearing orgasm or not. Maybe there was another reason she married an older man.I tweaked

Chapter 11 : I love your shapely legsThose thoughts quickly dissipated, my prick staying hard through breakfast. Mom paraded around cloaked in another new nightie. Black in color, her hemline ended at mid-thigh. It was a heavier material, but from the way her nipples pushed out the top, I knew she was braless. I tried to figure out the significance of her attire, narrowing it down to her tits sticking out being the most obvious sign. She usually provided more of a clue when she fetched me for our client; I’d have to wait.After I helped clean the kitchen, I retreated to my room to wait for our next client. I left my door ajar, allowing Mom to enter without knocking first. I sat on the edge of my bed, thinking about my time with Snow White. My prick rose out of the gap in my robe, exposing my fat, circumcised head. A drop of precum oozed from the slit. I firmly gripped my bulbous head and twisted it as if opening a doorknob, coating it with my juices. I released it, and the cool air f

Chapter 10: Plenty of time for you to recover.Her smooth, white belly beckoned to my lustful eyes. I ran my hands around her midriff, shoving the sheet above her perky tits. Dark-brown nipples capped her milky-white mounds. Cupping and squeezing her spongy breasts brought life back to her spent body.When I twisted and squeezed her engorged nipples, more moans escaped from my covered Snow White. I lowered my body to her soft flesh to feast on an engorged teat. While I sucked her nub, her hands grasped the back of my head and pulled me tightly against her firm breasts. One of her hands stroked my back while I sucked on one and then her other tit.My arousal rocketed skyward, and I feared I might spill my load before entering her. Keeping my mouth locked on her breast, I pressed my prick into her juicy, open cunt. Her hips shifted to accept the stiff prick she craved. I shoved my fat head through her entrance, slowly entering her wet pussy. Her tight walls stretched while I descended.

Chapter 9: Opening her moist slit.It was a first for me, cumming without stroking. I pulled back and shoved in hard, shooting the last of my load deep into the client’s spasming cunt. Her pulsating walls milked out every drop of virile sperm from my balls. After I had spilled my entire load and remained embedded deeply in her pussy, she continued to massage my prick.I softened, pulled out, and halted, to admire her beautiful gash one final time before covering her with the sheet. Leaving the room exhausted, I headed upstairs. I plopped down on my bed after taking a shower. I rested and nearly fell asleep when I heard her car leave.The smell of cooking summoned me downstairs, where I found Mom preparing dinner. We ate, and afterward, when we settled on the couch, she brought up the subject of my performance. “Sam, our latest client praised you as much as our first one. Excellent job!”I was surprised as I felt I didn’t do much to excite her. Maybe that was what turned the woman on,

Chapter 8: Mom’s legs flashed before meMy aunt arrived around noon the next day to assist us in the garden. Mom excused herself for an errand, leaving Rachel and me to finish work. It provided the perfect opportunity to leer at my aunt without the threat of Mom catching me. Mom returned in time for dinner. We ate, and Rachel left for home. Mom and I retired to our rooms early after a long day of work.During breakfast, Mom wore a short, pink nightie. The entire lengths of her luscious thighs lay bare. When she shifted, a flash of dark red panties peeked out. After we ate and cleaned up, Mom stopped next to me on her way to her bedroom. She turned to display a perfect view of the backs of her legs. She quietly asked, “Sam, would you do me a favor? Please look to see if I have any cellulite on my legs. It happens to many women, and I want to know if there are any early signs.”Before this, I had been stealing looks at her luscious legs. I couldn’t believe my luck that she had given per

I almost laughed out loud, but meekly nodded my head as if he’d won the argument. What it did accomplish was that it verified he was not going to contact the authorities.He continued in a demanding tone as he spoke. The liquor had made him a man again, that and verbally beating up his idiot son. He explained to us how the blackmailer wants a mother-son sex video of his wife and son and it doesn’t have to be hardcore, just some scene acting, which will be enough to cause pain to my poor dad because he loves his family so much.Unbelievably, Mom dared to speak up as she muttered, “Mother and son sex is incest, which is criminal. Can’t you pay him off or buy him some videos.”His face got redder than I thought possible. Not only had his son interrupted him, but now his shitty cook wife had the gall to speak up. I could tell he had made up his mind now. This was going to be done, whether the blackmailer demanded it or not, because we tried to stop it.He calmed down, letting the blood dra

During the bedroom scene, I moved the sheet over to expose my leg as previously. The side of my ball sack was visible this time, but only from where Mom was standing. Dad filmed us from the other side, unable to witness my display. Instead of shaking my shoulder to wake me up, she put her hand on my thigh and gently stroked it. When I pretended to wake up, she leaned down and lightly kissed me on the lips.The couch scene was revised with Mom coming out dressed in a nightie to cuddle with me. She was clearly braless and although her proud breasts were covered by the sheer, blue fabric, they were perky enough to ride high on her chest. There was no sagging and I knew I was going to have to suck on those luscious mounds no matter how this went, just not tonight.She curled up as before, resting her head on my shoulder, feigning sleep. As she leaned into me, her top pulled out and I openly stared down. My eyes traveled to the tops of her exquisite breasts to where her nipples were pushing

Back home, I made another video showing all the juicy fuck scenes my trusty cameras had captured. Soon after I finished, I received a message from Dad from an email address I knew he used only on his cell. He never let that phone leave his sight. I’m sure there was all kinds of incriminating evidence on it. There was nothing in the body of the note. The subject line was ‘as requested’.I sent him an email with the attached clips, informing him if he didn’t want the full video released to the public and his partners, he could not divulge our conversations. I also told him the video would automatically be released if a tracer hit this email address. I had no idea whether that was possible, but I knew he didn’t know either.I worked around the house before Dad arrived. He looked more stressed tonight and quickly left the table after a few bites, commenting on how bad the food was on his way to his home office. Even under stress, he could spew out his vile comments to his wife.I finished

Back at work, I was helping out this kid at a workstation one day to remove a virus. I figured he was surfing porn, somehow avoiding the site protections our company had in place. After I restored everything, I told him he needed to take it easy on the porn sites. He laughed, not attempting to talk his way out of it. He said, “You know, I’m young. I’m horny. I’ve got to do it!”I laughed, knowing how he felt. Interrupting our conversation, one of the busty secretaries swished by us leaving a heavy perfumed scent behind. He whispers, “At least your dad doesn’t have to surf porn, she’s going in there for their lunch and it’s not food they’ll be eating.” I smirked and went on my way.This bit of information was a real jewel. My respectable ‘holier than thou’ Dad was screwing the hired help. Mom was far prettier than the secretary, so it made no sense.It was time to investigate his lunch activities. After work, I went across town to a store known for the owners being tin-foil hat geeks.

She backed up, giving me that smile that always made me feel so good, leaned in and quickly pecked me on the lips. She had never kissed me on the lips before. It was brief but exhilarating. I inhaled her fragrance and as I looked into her eyes when we were backing off, I detected nothing but love and warmth.She told me to move my things back in my room and she’d prepare dinner. Dad was coming home early to talk to me. Maybe Dad was a better father now. He’s never taken off work for my benefit. I thought maybe he and Mom were getting along now. Maybe it was my presence all these years that had caused him to fester so much hatred.After I moved everything in, I fired up my computer and was surfing when I heard Dad’s car pull in. I went to the dining room and sadly, he greeted me in his usual demeaning tone. “You get your junk moved back in, Boy?”“Yes, Father. All moved in,” I replied. I learned early I was always to address him as Father, not Dad.He said, “Good, let’s eat this slop b

I had mixed emotions as I neared home again. My year at computer science school had finished and I was returning to work for my dad’s company. That was the deal I had struck with Dad. He would put me through school as long as I paid back the costs by working at his company.It sounded like a reasonable offer, but let me explain my concerns. My father has been a total prick to both my mother and me. Mom became pregnant in high school and I believe he’s resented me and her since my conception. He has never had anything nice to say to either of us. Everyone calls me Jimmy, except for Dad. He calls me ‘boy’.I didn’t realize the extent of his hatred when I was younger. He would leave for work at seven in the morning and get home at seven at night, eat dinner and retire to his home office. That left Mom to raise me, help me with my homework and attend all the school events. I was happy with the arrangement, as I got along with my mom really well. We always had fun doing things together. My

Epilogue"Death is only the beginning." Imhotep the Mummy.Michael watched the night passing by the window of the train. He was alone. His mother had been dead on arrival at the hospital and, despite attempts to resuscitate, she had stayed that way. It had been too much; taking Lucy with him would have put her in more danger. He had run without saying goodbye rationalising that he could contact her in her dreams once he was out of her way. So Michael was heading for New Orleans, alone with his sorrow.The train pulled into Danville, VA, at around half-past midnight. It was keeping to timetable, which would have them pulling in to New Orleans at half-past eight in the evening. He supposed he should get some sleep, but sleep was the last thing he wanted right now. With sleep came dreams and Michael ve

Chapter 44:I'm holding him here"You will be silent before your betters. You are not required to understand, only to hear our judgement and to receive it."Michael felt anger overcoming fear. "I don't know what you're talking about. What have you done to Julia? Was it your people who attacked my mother?" He took a step forward and two of the goons flanking the judge's throne stepped forward, drawing bulky-looking automatic pistols from under their jackets."We are the presiding judges of The Council," said the dark figure. "Ours is the power to seek out and pass judgement over all transgressors of the Council's Rule.""I know nothing about your Council or its rules.""Ignorance is no defence. Miss Cal

Chapter 43: hospital bedroomMichael had his hand between Lucy's legs, three fingers in her pussy, his thumb working her clit. Her tongue was pushed so far down his throat he swore she could lick the back of his tonsils. He could feel her coming orgasm in his mind and worked her pussy faster to push her over the edge. She screamed her climax into his mouth as another wash of headlights lit up Janine's bouncing tits and another motorist sounded his appreciation on his car horn.Michael felt Janine's orgasm starting in a far more direct way as her inner muscles tightened around his cock. She became frantic, bouncing up and down on his shaft like a maniac. Her eyes widened in climax just as another car drove around the corner. She could see the man behind the wheel, eyes wide at what he was seeing. His wife in the passenger seat looked incredibly shoc

Chapter 42:Get on top of me and then you can start fucking.Michael felt Janine's inner muscles starting to ripple around him and knew that she was also about to climax. She was tight to begin with and the added pressure was enough to start his balls tightening. He rammed into her hard; once, twice, on the third stroke he came, pumping jet after jet of semen into Janine's tight pussy. Janine's back was arched and her shoulders were trying to dig there way through the carpeted floor. Her tongue had gone from lapping playfully to rigidly pushing up into Lucy's cunt as the blonde came down off her high.Lucy stood and pulled down her skirt. Michael pulled out of Janine and wiped himself on the towel he had been wearing. Then he went to the dryer to pull out his clothes. Dressed, he glanced down at Janine and noticed the little white thong lying beside

Chapter 41:She was very tight"Do it, Janine, you know you want it. You're a slut and you want Michael to fuck your precious cunt with his big, thick, hard cock, don't you?" Lucy let go of Janine's blouse and the brunette began to undress. First the blouse fell to the floor, then her bra; her breasts were full with large areolas topped by thick, erect nipples. Then the zip of her hip-hugging pants was undone, sliding down between her buttocks, and the fabric was pulled down her legs leaving her wearing only a tiny white thong. As Janine reached for it Lucy stopped her, hooking her own fingers into the sides of the cotton garment and pulling it away from Janine's shaved pussy. "Naughty girl, Jan," Lucy breathed. "Shaving yourself like that. Little hussy."Janine was breathing hard and her eyes were shut. Michael stood and moved behind her, running h

Chapter 40:she wanted itMichael surfaced, gasping for air, and hands grabbed him, hauling him out. Lucy was there, fussing over him, so were some girls in bikinis. If he had been more aware of what was happening to him, the pressing of young, firm, wet female flesh against him would have turned him on. As it was all he was worried about was Brian. He was dimly aware that Janine had appeared and that she was kneeling beside her boyfriend. Brian's chest was working up and down; he appeared to be alive."There are towels and a drier in the pool house," he heard Janine saying. "I'll sort Brian out in the house." Lucy led him down the garden and suddenly he was in a building and Lucy was taking his clothes off. Naked, he slumped onto a chair and a moment or two later he heard a machine start up."That w