LOGINChapter 7
Not only because it seemed more than a bit playful, but her lips were painted a deep red, making them more luscious than ever and as I looked into her big expressive brown eyes, she winked."Well come on in, you know the way."
She turned and when she headed down the hallway in front of me, I felt my mouth drop open. The dress was as short as the damn skirt I'd pictured her in my story. The red material wasn't reaching more than a few inches below the cheeks of her ass and while I stared at the backs of her long smooth thighs, I wondered if she could even bend over in it. Following her into her living room my eyes wandered down her long shapely legs and with a start I noticed she was barefoot.
Miss Ross entered her living room and I saw that where she had usually pulled all the chairs into a circle, they were spread out around the room. Walking over to the love seat in front of the window, she paused to pick up a glass of wine and a folder I assumed had our stories in it. That was different, I'd never seen her drink at these things, usually we had soda or iced tea. I stood in the middle of the room, unsure of where to sit and watched while she pulled the shade down that was over the loveseat.
Turning she sat down in the corner of the love seat and when I started to sit in the armchair across from her she shook her head and pointed to the other side of the love seat.
"Come sit over here Alex."
I started over then stopped when she raised her right leg and crossed it over the left. She'd raised her leg high enough that I had gotten a glimpse of red lace between her legs. I felt my face begin to flush and lowered my gaze to the floor in hopes she didn't notice.
"Well?" she asked. I raised my head to see her pat the cushion next to her, "Come on over, are you afraid I'll bite?"
"No, I just..." I shrugged and made my way over, as I did she continued,
"I've been known to nibble from time to time, but not bite."
"What?"
"Sorry," she laughed, "I'm in a really good mood and think maybe I've had a glass too many," she indicated the wine glass, "But hey it is the weekend. Want some?"
"No thanks I'm uh...too young to drink."
"That's right you are, aren't you?" she smiled at me, "Just a pup, or is the word," she winked. "Cub?"
"Cub?" I frowned.
"Oh, come on now Alex, I know you know what a cougar is and cougars like cubs don't they?"
"Sure I guess so," I mumbled as I felt my face getting hot again.
She was staring at me, her eyes locked onto mine and I wondered what was going on, I had the strange feeling I was in one of my own stories. She was drinking, dressed to kill and...
"Where's everyone else?" I asked.
"They're coming tomorrow like always."
"What? I thought you said...."
"I lied." She said with a shrug. "I wanted to talk to you about your story in person Alex."
"W...why?" I asked, beginning to get nervous. "What's so special about that story?"
She looked at me and her eyes narrowed. After an uncomfortable silence, she smiled again, "You don't know do you?"
"Uh...no not really, it was just a Vampire story. I did try to humanize him, but still I don't think...."
I stopped as she clapped her hands together, "Oh, this might be even more fun than I thought!"
"Miss Ross, I don't know what you're talking about." I told her.
"I guess not," she laughed as she reached into the folder and removed several stapled together pages. "But you will soon enough."
"O...okay."
"First off, sit back and relax Alex, you're on the edge of your seat like you're ready to run."
I slid backwards and as she had done turned so that I was angled into the corner of the loveseat facing her. Miss Ross gave me a sly smile and lifted the papers as if getting ready to read them. She shifted in her seat and uncrossing her legs, winced. "Damn."
"You okay?" I asked.
"I went running this morning and my legs are killing me." She looked over at me and asked, "Do you mind if I stretch them out?"
I shrugged, "It's your house."
"Thank you!"
With no hesitation she lifted her legs and stretched them out in front of me. Her feet were only about a foot in front of my face and as I watched she straightened, causing the muscles in her calves to bulge. I could feel my face getting hot again as I stared at her red toe nails. Christ, even her feet were sexy. As if she had read my mind she playfully wiggled her toes and in order to keep myself from gawking, I turned my head and felt my heart begin to beat faster. When her legs went up, Miss Ross's dress had slid up as well and I had a clear shot of the cheeks of her ass.
Chapter 9Joey kissed her lips and his mother kissed him back. As their tongues danced Joey began to move a little. Easing out of her slightly them back in. Just the slightest back and forth at first then a bit more until he’d actually gotten a little more of his cock into her.“Oh baby that feels so good.” Nancy whispered.“Good, cause I’m gonna fuck your brains out.” Joey said then shoved almost all his length into his mother’s tight hole.“UNNNGHH!!” Nancy screamed loudly as an odd mixture of both pain and pleasure shot through her body.Then again, “UNNNGHH!”and again “Unghh!”“Unghh!”“Unghh!”“Unghh!”“Unghh!”“that’s a good girl.” Joey told her as his hand caressed her soft brown hair and his lips brushed against her cheek.“Baby!, oh Joey!” Nancy moaned.“You are my good girl aren’t you?” he asked.“Yes! Yes!” she gasped.“Good girl.” he soothed as he began to pump in and out of he gently.“Oh god.” his mother moaned pressing her mouth to his shoulder.“That’s it.” he said as
Chapter 8She could feel his ridged cock, ever so hard against her left thigh as his left hand slid from her right breast down over her stomach and his fingers pushed between the thin fur of her pubic mound.“Oh god I knew I should have trimmed that.” Nancy scolded herself. That thought evaporated into nothingness however as Joey pressed his fingers hard against her swollen pussy folds.“Oh god.” she breathed as he sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. His mouth moved across her abdomen and Nancy quaked with lust. Joey’s right hand pushed her right thigh out as he positioned himself, his body on the bed between her legs, his face hovering just above her loins.Nancy closed her eyes as fear gripped her mind. She felt her sons breath warm against her soft inner thighs. His chin brushed ever so gently against her flesh. Then he was upon her. His mouth pressed down over her pussy completely. His arms sliding beneath her thighs, lifting her legs up. His hands held her wrists in a tight
Chapter 7“Yes, I need it bad.” she answered thrusting her hips trying to push her pussy farther onto his hand.“If you’re a good girl I may fuck you latter.” her son told her.“Latter? But why not now?” Nancy pleaded.“I’m not sure you really want it.” he said.“I want it, I want it bad.” she said.“Are you sure?”“Oh please baby, please fuck me.” She begged.“We’ll see.” he told her slipping his hand from between her thighs.Once inside Joey unzipped his mothers dress and lifted it over her head then tossed it on the sofa as he had those of so many other women.“no.” he said as she bent to remove her heels.“Keep them on.” he added pulling her to him and cradling her face against his chest as he held her.“I never expected you’d be attracted to me.” Nancy whispered as she tugged at her sons shirt.“So you’ve thought about this before?”“Yes.” Nancy admitted.“I’m going to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.”“That’s what I want.” his mother told him as she placed tiny kis
Chapter 6“I...I’m not sure.” Nancy breathed.“Did I not say for you not to lie to me?” Joey said more sternly.“I’m sorry master.” she said.“Now tell me why your pussy is so wet?” Joey ordered.“Because I want you to fuck me master.” Nancy whimpered.“Did you become aroused while you were sucking my dick?” He asked.“I...well...yes, I did.” Nancy admitted as she parted her thighs a little to allow her son better access to her hungry pussy.“did you enjoy sucking your masters cock Nancy?” Joey asked his mother.“Yes I did.” she admitted.“What did you think when you first started sucking it?” He asked.“I was surprised at how much bigger it is than your fathers.” Nancy told him.“Have you always liked to suck cock?” He asked.“Not so much until now.” his mother said.“So you like sucking my cock?”“Yes. It felt good to suck yours.”“Did you like it when I shot my load into your mouth?”“Yes.” Nancy admitted.“What else did you like about it?”“I liked making you feel good. It was lik
Chapter 5“Service me.” Joey ordered and his mother obeyed.Nervously, Nancy leaned down until her head was over Joey’s lap, her face just above his cock. Feeling her sons fingers gently brush against the back of her head, Nancy pressed her soft lips down over the fat head of his erection and took almost a third of his solid tool into her mouth.“That’s a good girl.” Joey said as his mother began to work her mouth up and down hid thick shaft.“Oh god it taste good.” Nancy thought.“That feel great mom.” Joey whispered as he caressed her neck gently.Nancy continued to work her sons rod into her mouth a little at a time until she was sucking over half its thick length.“That’s a good girl, suck your masters cock.” Joey told her.“Master.” Nancy thought. She liked the sound of that. This was the first cock she’d had in her mouth in over three years. Not since Joey’s father had left had she been willing to give any of the few guys she’d dated a blow job. Nancy felt an exhilarated sense o
Chapter 4Nancy quickly downed the last of her wine and followed her son out onto the dance floor. A slow song was just starting and Joey guided his mother to a not so well lit part of the floor. Turning to face her Joey placed his hands on her hips and pulled her close.“I like this song.” Nancy whispered as she pressed herself against her sons body.“Me to.” Joey said pulling her even closer to him.“Oh god.” Nancy thought as she felt her sons bulging crotch press firmly against her midsection.As she allowed herself to melt into her sons embrace Nancy felt as if everyone in the place was watching her. Watching this wanton slut clinging to her young son and craving his attention. She felt transparent, as if everyone knew she was dancing with her son. Not only that but that they knew he’d spanked her, that she’d enjoyed it in a way and she felt they could somehow tell she wanted him physically.Nancy knew these were irrational thoughts. She’d not lived in the Virginia Beach area in t







