MasukNote: This is purely work of fiction it's not meant to cause any arm, and it's also not related to any person whether living or dead. Thank you all.The following 4 episodes were written based on a reader's request for more of Amias and Dahlia story."Hey, Uncle Amias?" My niece Dahlia asked me after dinner.You all remember her, right? My foster neice..My sister Sofia, Dahlia, and I were sitting around my dining room table. It was a Thursday night, and it had been my turn to host our weekly dinner. I wasn't half the chef my sister was, but I can still serve up a pretty good meal. Sofia and I had cocktails after-dinner cocktails, while my niece was having a root beer float."Amelia's parents are leaving for a two-day conference tomorrow. Would it be okay with you if she came home with us after school tomorrow, and spent the night? Then maybe we could go for a horseback ride on Saturday? Her parents said it's fine, and Mom says it's up to you."Dahlia clasped her hands under her chin
In just a couple of more minutes of working my pussy over his cock, my body started to tingle all over again, my pussy clamping down on his shaft and a fiery explosion fired off in the pit of my belly as I started to cum. I gripped the back of the couch like I was hanging on for dear life, I held myself down on him as far as I could go, and my body started to tremble lightly as I groaned and moaned so loudly I’m sure his neighbors could hear us. Liam, being the gentleman that he is, kept sucking and squeezing my boobs making it so much more enjoyable for me.It felt like forever, but I’m sure it was only about a minute until my orgasm started to subside. I started to slowly lift myself off of his cock, rolling off of his body and lying on the couch next to him, spent. He looked down at me with a very satisfied look on his face, obviously not from cumming because he hadn’t yet for a second time. Probably satisfied with how worn out I had been from his cock. He got himself up from the c
Liam then grabbed me by the waist again and pulled me in, reaching down to unsnap my shorts and pull down the zipper. He turned us around, had me facing the couch while he stood behind me. He pushed down on my shoulders, making me bend forward, causing my back to arch and my butt to push out even more as he reached up for the waistband and tried to peel them off of my ass. In this position, it took him a little bit to get them pulled over my ass since it’s so nice and plumb. Once he got them down my legs, I stepped out of them, now leaning forward, bending over the couch, my ass sticking out in only a tiny little thong and my high heels. I felt so dirty being in this position with my son’s coach and it felt so damn good!He bent down behind me and I could feel his fingers sliding into my ass crack to pull my thong off to the side. No sooner was it out of the way did he have his tongue flicking over my asshole rimming me. He worked his tongue over my pretty starfish, then worked down a
I sealed my lips around his knob and started swirling my tongue on the underside of the bulbous instrument in my mouth. Liam started to groan, bringing a hand down to the back of my head and applying just enough pressure to signal to me that he wanted me to take more of it in my mouth. I didn’t need any encouragement. I wanted it. I just wasn’t sure how much was going to fit.My mouth was watering like crazy as I kept teasing his mushroom head with my lips and tongue, his cock spreading my lips open so wide, spit was running out of the corners of my mouth and landing on his shaft and dripping down onto my big tits. I brought my hand up to his shaft, barely being able to touch my other hand on the opposite side. I pulled my mouth back from his cock and spit onto his shaft, rubbing it in eagerly with both my palms as I started stroking his shaft up and down, so eager to please his man meat.I took his cock back into my mouth and worked hard to get as much of his shaft past my lips as I
Ok, maybe I’m a little bit of a ditz. Did he just suggest what I think he suggested?“Hold on. What exactly are you implying?”Ok, sure. He’s a stud and, judging from that bulge in his shorts, not like he couldn’t make me happy. That said, sleep with my son’s coach so he gets more time on the field? I know I kind of fit the bimbo stereotype here, but come on now.“Liv, you’ve been divorced for a few years now. I know you are not getting a lot of attention at home. I definitely think you’re sexy as hell. The way I see it, we’re killing three birds with one stone. You get some much-needed attention, Mikey gets more time on the field, and I get to fuck you instead of beating off just thinking about you tonight.”Ok, sure I’m a little flattered that this hot and sexy twenty-something year old is coming on to me. Would I hate it if I slept with him? Probably not, but am I really that kind of mother?“You’ve got some balls on you, Liam.”I took a quick cursory glance down at his crotch righ
Liv’s P.O.VI’m a 38-year-old woman who was married but since the little prick couldn’t keep it in his pants, I ended up being divorced. That said, he did love having a trophy wife and some real arm candy to show off to his friends and co-workers. Being that he was successful and his inclination to show me off, it never bothered him for me to go off and spend some of his money on some plastic surgery.I mean, I was already hot, there’s no question about that. I had a nice ass, decent sized tits and always worked out to keep myself in shape. That said, there’s nothing wrong with a little augmentation. So what if I wanted fatter lips, a tighter ass, and bigger tits? Yes, I might have turned myself into a bimbo, but it’s not like all men don’t appreciate it. Sure, the wives at my son’s games bitch and snicker, but fuck those cunts. Not my fault they couldn’t afford to get the work done.So anyways, there I was, 38 years old and a bona fide bimbo. I had a son with my ex-husband. I have al







