LOGINKelli knelt down on the floor and began pulling out old food stores and noticed in the very back a few bags of rice had broke open and spilled out. She knew she needed to clean it up or mice could possibly move on in. She pulled the shelves out a bit and with a small wisk broom leaned in, her shoulders just able to squeeze past the door opening. She scooted further in, a bit more, reaching with the wisk broom. Moving a bit more until she was all the way at the back of the cabinet. Being on her knees, her hips just at the opening of the cabinet opening as she smiled "there now to just sweep up this mess and it will all be good" she said talking to herself as she often did.
Once all the rice was in the small dustpan Kelli began to scoot backwards out of the cabinet. She slowly moved her hips to slide backwards on her knees but suddenly she couldn't move as one of the shelve slides had hooked the side and back of her runners sports shirt and was hooked into the material as well as digging into her back if she attempted to move backwards anymore. A few attempts made her realize she was stuck so she moved in and twisted slowly before attempting to try to move out again but discovered she was still stuck. She couldnt get out and felt a twinge of pain each time she moved as the shelve slide digging in her back so she stopped moving backward. "shit..shit..shit..shit..." She cursed angry at herself for one getting stuck and two being stupid enough to not just use a shop vac of matts from the garage instead of trying to crawl in a space obvious not big enough to safely get out of. She couldn't turn around, only able to stare at the dark wall of wood infront of her. Suddenly a glimmer of hope flashed in her mind. The delivery man would soon deliver her shoes and when she heard him she could call for help. The way their house was laid out they used the side entrance as their main entrance, which led into the kitchen. The front door was kept locked and most delivery guys and gals now dropped stuff at the kitchen entrance. Kelli breathed a sigh of relief "ok...just relax...stay calm....the shoes are supposed to be delivered soon..when he arrives and makes the delivery I can just call out for help" she said talking out loud to herself as an almost way to calm herself down. Matt had just arrived at the lake and realized he had forgotten his fishing license at home. Not one to break the law he left to head home and get it and maybe be able to still get back to the lake before all the good fishing spots were taken. As he drove past the front of the house he saw a box sitting at the front door. His first thought was it must be a new delivery man as all the regulars use the side kitchen door for deliveries and the second was how come his mother hadn't gotten the package. She was so eagerly awaiting her delivery of her new shoes. Matt pulled in the drive and walked around the front of the house and picked up the box of shoes smiling as he couldn't wait to pull a prank on his mom and let her think they never got delivered. As he pulled into the driveway, his mother perked up. She heard the truck, and to her a truck was a truck and not realizing her son's truck sounded just like the delivery truck, for her son was fishing so it had to be the delivery man,finally. Matt left his truck running for he was going to just grabbed his license and be back out on the road but had no sooner stepped from the truck when he heard his mother's call and noticed the kitchen door wide open. "Hello. delivery guy. in here. could you please give me a hand. hello". Kelli called out. Matt quickly walked up the small path from the driveway where he parked and was about to call out to his mom, worried she was hurt, but just as he was about to answer her he saw her, well only her waist and legs sticking out from the small cupboard next to the refrigerator. "Hello.....hello....you there...please help me....I've seemed to have gotten stuck in here....". Kelli said with a sound of relief and yet humor as she chuckled. Matts mind went into sexual overdriveas wild naughty kinky thoughts began racing in his head, thoughts he never experienced until now, this moment, seeing his mother so vunerable and yet unknowstt he was there, matt released a torrent of dark deep secret desires he never allowed his mind to feel or explore. He quickly ran scenario after scenario in his head, calculating all the ways this could go, how this could benefit himself. Slowly he set the box on the table and carefully left and got in his truck and moved it down the block. His mind working like a computer calculating ideas, plans, answers his mom may ask. He was grinning while his dark side was emerging. He parked and walked back to his house and entered the kitchen once more and sat down in a chair admiring his mom's ass in her runners shorts. "Hello...are you there.....why did you leave...why aren't you helping me.....please....I'm stuck". she said with a softer laugh this time as a pang of fear striking her for she knew the delivery man was there, but he wasn't speaking. Matt stared at her ass cheeks seeing how firm they were in her runners shorts giving such a view of not only her ass but her toned thighs that ran down to her knees where she was positioned. Matt took out his phone and began snapping pictures for this was too good to not.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







