บททั้งหมดของ Seductive Tales of Romance: บทที่ 101 - บทที่ 110

Spurred on by her words he drove harder, forcing apart the last inches of the tunnel walls and slamming in deep, his balls slapping loudly at her. She gasped and cried out, shuddering and convulsing in evident pleasure. He had heard that anal sex could be sore for the woman, but if it was his Mom was letting on, obviously any pain was dwarfed by the pleasure she was receiving. In and out he pounded, feeding her his huge dick, grunting with every thrust as she clawed at the wall, her hands slipping and sliding over it as she tried to get a grip. It wasn’t the best position, so he decided to take the initiative, pausing and pulling out, then before his Mom could complain grabbing her hand and leading her over to the dresser. “Bend over,” he grinned and he saw her smile in the mirror’s reflection as she complied. He reached down for his cock again, the other hand grasping her ass, “I’m going to fuck you until you’re raw,&rdquo

The room was silent except for the sound of her hand sliding over his skin, the occasional drip of water from the shower, and their mingled breaths. The tension in the air was palpable, thick with a blend of fear, discomfort, and something else entirely. Jason’s erection remained unchanged, a testament to the strength of the medication.With each stroke, she felt him growing more responsive. His breathing grew heavier, his body leaning into her touch. She knew she was getting closer to what he needed. “Just hold on,” she said, her voice soothing. “It’ll be over soon.”But as she continued, she couldn’t help but notice the way his hips began to move with her hand, the way his abs tensed and released. She pushed the thoughts away, focusing instead on the problem before her. She had to get him to climax; it was the only way to relieve him of this unwanted arousal.

Her breasts bounced with each movement, and she watched his eyes follow them hungrily. She leaned forward, her hard nipples brushing against his chest through her shirt as she rode him harder, her voice a constant stream of dirty talk. “You want to watch Mommy cum?” she asked, her voice breathless. “You like how your cock feels inside me?”“Yes,” he grunted, his eyes never leaving her face. “I love it.”With a wicked smile, she leaned back, her hand moving between her legs to rub her clit. She knew that she would cum soon, that she could ride him until he was begging for release. Her movements grew erratic, her breath coming in short gasps. “That’s it,” she whispered, her voice was ragged.He watched her face, his own pleasure building as she worked herself closer and closer to the edge. When she finally came, it was with a

Dare Game... Mom? Disclaimer: All characters engaging in active sexual activity are at least 18 years of age. Reviews and constructive criticisms welcome; flames and critiques of no substance will be snickered at and deleted. Enjoy!Author's Note: This is a slow-burning story. Buckle in for a long ride if you intend to read.Chapter 1Well, that Friday night sucked.My mom was going out on her own date, meaning I would have the place to myself. So I'd invited the girl I was seeing over and was planning on getting inside her, when she called at the last moment and not only cancelled, but said she was seeing someone else and we wouldn't be dating anymore.What shocked me was the dude she was tossing me over for- Kevin Layng. He was short, skinny, kinda dorky, and, as I knew from being in the locker room with him in senior year of high school, nothing to brag about in the manhood department. So either she had a thing for controlling wimpy guys, or ol' Kevin had something on her and she

Chapter 3She considered for a moment. "Honey, I have a lot of bitching to do. Tonight wasn't the first night Ted pissed me off. And I may start ranting about other guys as well.""Well, just don't start crapping on me for the crime of being a guy, and it sounds like we have a good evening planned," I said with a shrug. "Come sit, I'll get you a beer, and we'll warm up some pizza.""Pizza, beer, and complaining," she muttered, relenting and coming over to the table finally, sitting down across from me. "It's like university all over again.""That's the spirit," I said as cheerfully as I could as I stood up and went to the fridge to get the beer I'd offered her along with leftover pizza. "Sounds like we both need it."Half an hour later...Mom was still grumbling, and I listened intently. She took another pull on her beer, made a face and scowled at it. "Ugh, domestic..."I shrugged. "Y'want wine, that's something you do with girlfriends while you complain about how much men suck. We c