LOGIN"Hello..please....are you there"? She asked a bit of fear tremble in her voice now.
Matt stood and walked over and with trembling hands cupped her ass cheeks with his hands. "What...what are you doing...please..please stop....please I'm ...my son..my son will be here any minute...I ..he will kick your ass to next week..". She spewed trying to wiggle away but the jabbing of the shelve rail holding her still. The control, the way her ass felt in his hands was beyond thrilling, a dark deep side was emerging as she begged him to stop, yet hearing how she warmed how protective her son was griped his heart strings and hardening cock. He squeezed, feeling the sweaty warmth through her shorts from her run. His mother totally at his will, not knowing it was him fondling her in such immoral ways. Kelli was mortified yet deep deep down was feeling a tingle, a dark spark she hadn't felt in so so so many years and why, why was her body deceiving her. She thought it wasn't but it was she felt a dampness between her legs that she thought was lost the day her husband left her and Matt so many years ago. "Listen just help me out, get me out of here and I won't call the cops. I promise..just stop". she begged as the deliveryman squeezed and was spreading and playing with her ass cheeks. Matt heard her pleas and yet his own cock was so hard, watching, feeling his mother's ass cheeks, something so wrong, but yet having such control as she was so helpless against his own ways. His hands slid up and hooked the band of the shorts and pulled, pulling the shorts down to the nook of her knees, her cotton panties the only thing concealing her entire body from her son's prying eyes. His eyes lit up. He could see the way the sweaty panties clung to her ass cheeks and were pressed into her very damp pussy lips with her smooth cameltoe so tightly clenched. With his hands he slid his hands between her thighs and spread them as far as possible, for the shorts at her knees and the cabinet all factors in how far he could spread her legs to really get a view. "Stop....please......what...what are you doing....my son will be home any moment...please...just leave..don't let him see me like this...I'll give you money....I won't tell...please". She begged but yet deep inside her mind screamed for more, more of the control, not wanting her son to catch her like this but yet deep, deep down felt a thrill of the possibilities if he did for he was a striking well built young man and to kelli felt aroused at the thought. His mouth watered, his cock throbbed and precum seeped into his boxers. He trailer a finger down her panties, starting at her ass cheeks, down over her rosebud , and lightly tracing her very warm, damp pussy lips. He had to fight back the urge to gasp and moan, as she would most certainly know it was him if he made a noise so he swallowed deep and pushed his finger further along her panty covered slit wanting to explore his mom fully. "Mmmm stop....that's enough, just..mmmm..just leave, let me out of here...or ..at least call the fire dept...but...ugghhh...stop". Kelli tried to plead but the sensation of a finger tracing her pussy lips so delicately was driving her wild. Her own pussy was swelling, flowing wetness, her own secretions soaking onto her panties as this stranger had his way, yet this stranger was being gentle in a bizarre way. Matt pulled his finger back along her puffy wet slit and then hooked the panties waistband and jerked them down her thighs with a forceful tug. Her pussy was finally free, the glistening wetness sparkled between her soft pink petal pussy lips as he sat in awe. Never had Matt been so up and close to a woman's pussy. Of the girls he had sex with it was always in the dark, very vanilla without the views he had now. "Stop this you mother fucker"! Kelli screamed as she felt her panties ripped down around her knees and the cool air engulf her overheated and very damp pussy. Kelli felt so violated, her body on display in ways she never had been exposed or showed a man yet deep down she was feeling a bizarre kinky thrill and the wetness and heat rising in her body was unmistakeable.I gasp. My boss wants to fuck me. As horny as I am, I can’t ignore the twinge of panic I feel at the thought of him coming inside me. It would be hot, sure, but I’m in college. What if I got pregnant? Not to mention the fact that I could never look at him the same way again, let alone sit across from him at the dinner table making small talk with my parents. It would change everything.“Mr. Royce, we can’t.”He shushes me gently, smoothing a hand down my back.“I’m the boss, sweetheart.” He rubs my lips with the head of his cock. “This is all part of the job.”I moan as he thrusts into my pussy, burying himself in my heat. My heart pounds wildly. He's done it. He's put his dick inside me. And I can't believe how good it feels, so big and hard and dirty. He draws back and then fills me again with a low groan."Fuck, your little virgin pussy’s tight,” he growls.It feels so good to be stretched like this. I’m so glad my first time is with Mr. Royce. Kevin's dick is hardly thicker than m
I can’t believe this is happening. More than that, I can’t believe how much it’s turning me on. My hands tremble as I unbutton my shirt and let it fall from my shoulders.This is so messed up. Mr. Royce is twice my age, and a family friend. But if this is the only way I can atone for what I tried to do to him, I’ll do it. Because if my stepdad throws me out, I have nowhere else to go.And if I’m being completely honest, the thought of getting up-close and personal with Mr. Royce’s cock makes my clit tingle like mad.I unclasp my bra and remove it. Mr. Royce’s eyes drink me in. He gives my breasts a few test smacks and a good squeeze before unzipping his slacks and pulling out his fat cock. It’s even bigger than I remember. I wrap my hand around it, though my fingers don’t even touch. Glancing up at him, I pump his shaft a few times to get a feel for his girth.Mr. Royce exhales, his eyelids going heavy. I wonder if this is the first time he’s ever thought about me like this, on my kne
I grab my phone and pad barefoot down the hall to Mr. Royce’s office, having ditched my too-tight heels hours ago. The door is closed, but it doesn’t have a lock, and I don’t bother knocking before turning the knob.My brain cannot compute what my eyes are seeing.Mina on her knees with Mr. Royce’s cock in her mouth.I freeze. Not just because of how shocking the scene is to walk in on, but because my Mr. Royce’s cock is massive. I’m used to Kevin’s average inches and reasonable girth.The thought of blowing something that girthy is fucking terrifying.The thought of being fucked by something that huge makes my knees quake for reasons I don’t want to think about.Figures a big mouth like Mina would be able to handle a fat cock.Watching her lips move up and down his shaft makes my pussy tighten. I can't help it. Mr. Royce is a handsome man, always has been, but seeing him like this, I know exactly why his wife puts up with the long hours and unreturned calls.Speaking of Mrs. Royce, I
Lily!” My boss’s voice thunders from his office down the hall. “In my office. Now.”I roll my eyes. What the hell does he want this time? I finish typing a text to my lazy-ass boyfriend, reminding him to call me when he gets out of work so I know he’s not off getting drunk with his low-life friends. Pushing up from my desk, I leave the empty reception area and head for my boss’s office at the end of the hall.The door is open, so I don’t bother knocking. “Yes, Mr. Royce?”He doesn’t even look up from his desk. “Where’s the McKenzie file I asked for?”“It should be there.”“It’s not.”I fold my arms. “Well, I don’t know what to tell you.”Mr. Royce sighs and leans back in his fancy leather chair. There are wrinkles in his fancy white shirt, and I can tell he’s been running his hands through his fancy new haircut. He’s frustrated. Well, so am I. This is my first summer back from college. I should be on the beach with my friends, letting my boyfriend rub suntan lotion on my back. I shoul
"Sweaty and sticky can be good, let's your body release all the toxins and not be masked with chemical based deodorants and such. so don't worry.I like you as you naturally are mom". He wrote letting a bit of his scientific nerd side out, totally letting his mom know it truly was him writing. She smiled at the words never really thinking of it like that as she quivered again as the delivery man's cock rubbed her clit and was becoming truly sticky from her flowing aroused sweaty pussy. Kelli swallowed a lump of thrill, trying to fight back the way her body was craving more and more of this strange delivery man's touch. "My....son....mmmmmphhhh is almost home, please, please I, fuck, that's good" she groaned as she begged him to stop. Matt smiled he decided as bad as he wanted to fuck her. He would wait for this was a slow simmer marathon, not a fast quick race. He pulled his cock slowly back and pushed it against her pussy hole. Kelli groaned, her eyes squeezing shut awaiting the
My phone....please...please...I must answer its my son I'm sure...please....let me answer it...I can't have him catch me like this....sir...please". she begged and pleaded all to Matt's approval.Matt took her phone and slid it into the cabinet so she could reach it. He was gambling on her not calling the cops or the fire dept, if she called he would certainly know and could just leave, if not, then his plan was going to work just as his mind was planning it."Oh thank you....it's..it's my son....he texted me...I told you he was almost home". She said trying to still warn the delivery man and hoping he would help her out of the cabinet and just leave and not let her be found by her son in such a predicament."Hi mom...I'm leaving the lake...forgot some gear". the text from Matt read.Kelli typed "ok...drive safe...just cleaning up in kitchen". she typed. Just as she hit send she felt a thick hard yet soft firmness pressing against her pussy opening. A wave of fear gripped her along wi







