The Ring of Truth Ch. 01
What happens when someone else defines the truth.
This story is also dedicated to Caesar. A great author and well worth reading. I have enjoyed many hours with his stories. The particular story of mine has been inspired by his Consciousness Revealed. If Caesar still monitors these sites, I would welcome the opportunity to have a discussion with him.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex.
If anyone should discover such a ring, I could be convinced to buy it.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego. I sense there will be a long buildup to this one, longer than my usual.
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I don't know why but the ring looked old. Ancient even. In the sunlight, entering the store through the wide front windows, it even looked gold. I knew that couldn't be the case. Why would there be a golden ring in this junk store located in the seedier part of town.
Not gold, obviously, maybe burnished brass. The gems must be simply coloured glass. The price tag proved my assumptions had to be true. It was only five bucks.
There was something about it, though, that kept me from putting it back on the display case. The ring definitely looked attractive. Putting it on my ring finger, which the ring fit perfectly, I held it up to the sunlight. With the reflected light off its surface, I thought it looked great on my finger.
Moving my hand one way or the other, allowing the light to hit it differently depending on the position, I was effected by the glare. Very embarrassingly, I began to get a chubby.
Definitely not the ring, that would be hilarious. Like some of the stories I read on the internet. It must have been due to the approach of the woman in charge of the shop.
That lady was mature, I'm not good at guessing ages, but she must have been about the same age as my mother. The thought jumped into my mind that both women were in their mid-forties. Well dressed as she was, the shop keeper could be deemed to be extremely attractive, sexy even. Just like Mom.
Where the hell did that come from? I had never thought of my Mom as a MILF before. I'm sure she was a MILF, since my friends kept telling me so, but my Mom? I would never think of her like that.
The sexy shopkeeper stopped in front of me.
"That ring looks great on your finger. I can feel the power emanating from it."
Power? Emanating from it? Was she crazy or what?
"I don't really think it has power. It does feel warm from the sunlight on it though," I said.
The gorgeous and sexy shopkeeper, gazed at it. Longingly, I think. Without taking her eyes from the ring, she commented on it. Her voice was so sultry, deep, and ...
"This ring is said to be old, ancient even. It is pure gold and the gems are quite valuable."
She was playing with a pendant hanging on a chain around her, long, soft and sexy neck. Her hand was disconcertingly close to her boobs. I wanted my hand to help her with the boobs, I mean, pendant.
What the fuck? Where were these thoughts coming from? I had never thought of a woman my Mom's age this way before. Not even my mother who so definitely was sexy and alluring. Shit, more of those damn thoughts.
I turned my attention back to the hot woman...umm...the ring, I mean.
"It can't be what you say it is," I said to the amazing looking woman standing close enough to me to kiss. "It is just a child's toy, otherwise it would be a lot more expensive."
The woman pulled my arm closer to her in order to read the price tag. My hand was on her breast.
"This price is obviously a mistake," she whispered in my ear. Her tongue poked at my earlobe ever so slightly. I don't think my dick could be described as a chubby any longer, it was a full fledged hardon.
Letting go my arm, but leaving my hand cupping a tit, this woman oozing sexiness, stepped right beside me in order to whisper in my ear.
"It is a much more expensive piece that you would think based on the price tag, but the law says it must be sold for the price advertised."
Her breathing in my ear was too sexy to ignore. I put my arm around her, not the one with the hand cupping her tit, letting it rest casually on the sexy shopkeepers bum. I have no idea why I did it, it wasn't a habit of mine to grope women I have never met before, in fact, I had never acted so inappropriately before this.
And, the woman never objected! I would swear she started jiggling her own ass as a hint to me that she wanted more hand on ass movement. I complied, wondering if Mom's ass would feel as wonderful as this stranger's butt. Mom? Fuck!
In between kisses on my neck, the sexy shopkeeper assured me the ring was simply divine and that I must take it with me. While I pondered my decision, this alluring woman turned to me, causing my hand to fall from her tit, falling, magically, on her ass. The goddess plastered her body to mine, crushing her tits against my chest, while both hands clasped her ass.
Still thinking about the potential purchase of the ring, this sexy older mother...mother? How do I know she's a mother...this would be a great way for mom to greet me at the door whenever I came home. WTF? I was supposed to be considering the purchase of the ring and not my making out with my mother at the door.
I couldn't tell the shopkeeper my decision since she had her tongue in my mouth wrestling with mine. Squeezing her ass as tightly as I could, feeling her nipples poking my chest, passionately kissing, I wanted to fuck this woman, my mother.
When we broke our kissing for a moment, in order to catch our breath, I told the shopkeeper I had reached a decision. I would be happy to let her suck my cock. She responded by sliding down my body, pulling down my pants, and beginning to stroke my cock while licking my balls.
My mother was a professional cocksucker as demonstrated by her oral skills so far. My mother? No, the sexy crazed shopkeeper was doing the sucking, swallowing my cock to the point of it being fully deepthroated.
I loved my Mom sucking my cock...no, I would love my Mom sucking my cock...I would take the ring home, I announced to the room. Then Mom could suck my cock. OMG! I needed to stop thinking of Mom like that! I needed to pay the five bucks and get out of there. Mom needed to make me cum, I mean the shopkeeper currently slurping my dick in and out of her mouth needed to make me cum.
Once I had cum in her mouth, climbing back to her feet, I handed her the ring and reached for my wallet to pay her. The shopkeeper straightened her clothes, wiped her face with a towel she had found on her way back to the cash register, and escorted me to the counter.
In a very businesslike manner, we completed the transaction. From under the counter, she produced a fake velvet ring box for me at no extra cost. I was really getting deals today. Five bucks for a ring, box, and blowjob. I couldn't wait to show the ring to Mom. I hope she would be as excited as me.
That didn't work out the way I expected. After dinner, Mom was sitting in the living room on the couch with her feet up, watching TV. I brought out the ring still in its case and told her all about me buying it. No, I didn't mention the blowjob.
Mom looked it over, even took it out of the box.
"This is just paste, really cheap imitation jewelry. If you wear it, it'll probably turn your finger green," she said chuckling and shaking her head at my foolishness.
"Mom," I said, " the lady at the store said it was an ancient ring and it was real gold and jewels." Taking the ring out of the box and holding it in my hand, Mom perked up a little.
"Gold? Real jewels? Wow!" said Mom. She took it from my hand in order to examine it more closely this time around.
"No, Ricky, this is just crap. If it were real, this lady would probably have kept it for herself and not sold it to you for a measly five bucks."
Mom handed me back the ring but any further conversation was halted by the house phone buzzing. Mom answered and listened for a moment.
"There's some woman on the phone for you. Says her name is Madame Maria." Shrugging, I took the phone from her.
"Hello."
A playful voice came back to me. She asked if I was Ricky. The Ricky that bought the ring. Answering positively, she continued the conversation after telling me she was the shopkeeper. Oh yeah, the sexy shopkeeper who sucked my cock for five bucks.
"Are you wearing the ring right now?"
"Not at the moment. Why?" I asked.
"I think you'll appreciate it more if you're wearing it," she said.
"How can I appreciate a hunk of plastic?"
"Put it on!" commanded this Madame Maria woman. I'm not sure why I gave in to her but I did.
"That's better," she said. How could she know if I put it on or not?
Madame Maria continued, "I was wondering if I could come over for a visit with you and see your ring?"
"Huh?" I sort of muttered.
"I'd like to see you and your ring," Madame Maria repeated.
"Umm, well," I remembered her blowjob earlier in the day. Did she want a repeat?
"Let me check with my Mom, just a minute." I covered the mouthpiece of the phone and asked Mom if she would mind if Madame Maria dropped by. Mom agreed with no argument.
"Okay, you can come over," I said to the gorgeous sexpot at the other end of the phone line.
"Wonderful," she replied. "I'll be there in about an hour."
"Do you know my address?" I didn't remember having given it her.
"I can always find the ring," she told me and hung up the phone, ending an extremely confusing phone call.
I sat on the couch beside Mom. I held my hand with the ring on it up to the light. It shined brightly. The embedded jewels seemed to be winking on and off.
Wordlessly, Mom took my hand with the ring on it and held it to the light as well.
I started to blush remembering my thoughts about her earlier in the day. My mom was an attractive woman standing about five foot one and weighing, I knew, about a hundred and ten pounds. She had nice large B cups. Large for her stature. They even seemed a little larger on her small frame.
She had beautiful, deep blue eyes that I found very inviting. Mom didn't wear a lot of makeup but when she did, her eyes looked sooo sexy. Something else she didn't do often was wear any of her short skirts or lingerie around the house. Stilettoes, never worn, gave her legs and bum that extra sexual appeal. I imagined.
Just thinking of Mom in that manner was giving me a chubby. Mom excused herself and left the room. I guess she had to piddle.
Thinking of her just now and my other thoughts from earlier were giving me a chubby. I remembered the events of earlier in the day so clealy. I was fighting myself to focus on what the woman, now knowing her name was Madame Maria had done to me. Mom's face and body would sometimes replace that of Madame Maria.
I heard Mom clopping on the floor from the direction of her bedroom. She came into view and my mouth dropped open. Like literally, it dropped open. Mom went through a series of poses just like a model. Or a stripper.
Wearing a burnt orange bra and high cut panties turned me right on as if a switch had been flipped. The matching lingerie set was incredible. The burnt orange, set off her long, wavy, dark hair, while the bra consisted of satin and lace. The satin areas drew my attention to the lacey areas and her nipples which were trying to poke their way through the lace. The panties were extremely high cut, calling my eyes to her shaven clean pussy, framing her beautiful, beautiful, sexy, gorgeous pussy.
My eyes were almost popping out of my head. My mouth was watering and threatening to fall open. I don't think I need give you the details of the current condition of my cock.
Mom was wearing thigh high stockings with a lace covered elastic holding them up in a matching orange colour. Mom was perched on top of four inch black stilettoes with red soles. They so fucking emphasized her legs and I assume what I guessed to be a rock hard ass.
Without me saying anything, Mom spun around so I could examine the previously imagined bum. The panties had most of their material covering her pussy. The back of them was a strip of satin, about an inch wide that became lost in the space between Mom's ass cheeks. Those cheeks. Just incredible. Mom looked over her shoulder at me in order to gauge my response.
Standing there with her legs slightly spread, a hand on one of her ass cheeks, and her torso turned towards me just enough to give me a side on view of her breasts. I was smiling a smile of pure lust, I think. This woman standing before me, did I mention she had applied the perfect amount of makeup to make herself look dangerously sexy was so very successful in drawing the attention of my little head.
I had never imagined seeing Mom dressed like this before. Well, maybe a few times when I jacked off. Well, maybe a lot of times. Looking at her now, dressed like this and with killer makeup, Mom was definitely a MILF. I really wanted to fuck this mother. My mother.
Mom's pouty lips, dangerously dark eyes, and almost professionally applied makeup all came together to smile invitingly at me. Somehow, even her smile was sexy. My eyes were locked on her body as she walked towards me. I took it all in. The long, unblemished neck, the inviting, pouty lips, the swell of her breasts. Oh my gawd, her flat stomach, wide hips, long, well defined and athletic legs.
I didn't want, couldn't want to think of her like this. How could I want to fuck this sex goddess? The goddess that gave birth to me almost nineteen years earlier. Who squeezed me out of her beautiful, alluring...
Shit! No more of this. This was my mother for fuck's sake. Not some prostitute, some courtesan I wanted to fuck. Courtesan. That was a good word. Exotic, talented, experienced.
Looking up, I saw that Mom was moving her body, some type of dancing, I guess. Her hips were shaking. With her arms extended and hands waving, all she needed to be a belly dancer or courtesan were veils covering her body, teasing her audience.
Her audience of one. Her son with the cock trying to tunnel its way out of his pants. This shouldn't be happening. I didn't want it to happen. Oh fuck, who was I trying to kid? I wanted this woman, I wanted to make her mine in all senses of the word. I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to fuck my mother.
Time seemed almost at a full stop. Madame Maria was supposed to be here within the hour after our phone call. I didn't want her to come now. I didn't want to distract myself from the maternal sex goddess now straddling my legs. I would deal with Madame Maria tomorrow.
Tonight was for my MILF. My mother I'd like to fuck. Mom was grinding her pelvis against my dick causing it to be harder than I ever remembered it to be. Mom was kissing my neck, nibbling at my earlobe. I leaned back to give her free access to those areas I never knew to be so erogenous.
Mom's tongue was running the length of my neck. She would dip her tongue into my ear, Mom would nibble on my ear lobe. Whatever she did to me, excited me to levels never experienced before. Don't tell anyone but I was still a virgin at 18. In fact, Madame Maria had given me my first blowjob. Any other sexual activities I had enjoyed were just making out and some petting.
Trying to remove my shirt, Mom and I were not working synchronously. My arms and hair became entangled in my shirt forcing me to wrestle it off me. Somewhere in the great clothing battle the ring became caught up in my clothing. I didn't even notice that it had slipped off and fallen behind the couch.
Mom was still sitting on my lap, straddling my legs. She was looking me up and down. Glancing down, she considered the sexy attire she was wearing. She started blushing.
"Ricky, I think I should go to bed now."
Without another word, Mom climbed to her feet and moved towards the door. She had such a great ass. Just before passing out of the room, she looked at me rather reproachfully.
We were long past the time Madame Maria was supposed to arrive, so I had to guess she wasn't coming tonight. Oh yeah, I remembered hoping earlier she wouldn't come. What an idiot I was. Bedtime. Alone. Again.
The next morning was awkward with Mom. She said little, glaring evilly at me whenever I tried to initiate a conversation. By the time I had made it partway through my relatively sleepless night, I had developed a somewhat aggrieved attitude. Yes, I had thought of her as a MILF although I had never spoken a word to Mom about it.
It was Mom that initiated the events of the night by appearing in front of me wearing her wonderfully erotic lingerie. So, why was I being punished for it today? It just wasn't right.
Trying to reestablish the mood in the house, I decided to clean the livingroom for Mom. Since I had never cleaned the house before, Mom would be forced to acknowledge my unspoken apology.
As I was straightening up, dusting and vacuuming I saw something glittery on the carpet behind the couch. Moving the furniture aside I discovered it was that shit assed ring I had been conned into buying by that Madame Maria woman.
I was wearing gym shorts without pockets and likewise a t-shirt. No place to put it but back on my ring finger. Once in place, a shiver ran through my body leaving goosebumps in its wake. Vacuuming accomplished, I turned to drag the machine back to the hallway closet the vacuum called home.
Taken aback, I turned to see Mom leaning on the door jamb. She smiled at me and crooked her finger at me indicating she wanted me to approach her. With some amount of trepidation, I gave in to the unspoken command. Command it was, not a request.
As I walked towards her, still dragging the vacuum cleaner, Mom held out her arms, open wide, to me. Huh? Finally letting go of the vacuum, I walked into Mom's outstretched arms. Arms which immediately closed around me, crushing her body against me.
This had all the appearances of being a great apology. Mom lifted her face up to me, pulling my face into hers, and kissed me. It was a hot kiss, one of the hottest. Quite frankly, I had never been kissed with this amount of ardour before, certainly not by my mother. This was most definitely not the kiss of a mother to her son. But, who was I to argue the point.
Our lips mashed together, Mom darted the tip of her tongue between my lips. Now that little movement and my Mom together defined eroticism for me. Naturally I dropped my hands to her beautiful, toned ass cupping each cheek.
Mom forced the rest of her tongue into my mouth, not that I was putting up much of a fight. I was simply enjoying Mom's oral action while I reveled in playing with her ass. Her butt was small enough that one of my big hands was sufficient to encompass most of her ass.
That left me one hand free to explore my mother's chest. While she continued to use her tongue to dance with mine, I wormed my free hand between us and up to her tits.
Before I could go any further with her, Mom pushed back from me. Seeing the shocked look on my face, she said, "It's okay, honey. I don't want us to get going and then stop because I have to leave."
Leave? Why was she leaving? What was this leaving shit?
"I have some errands to run, they'll take me a couple hours. And, I want to buy something special to wear tonight."
Mom was as good with her verbal skills as she was with her oral skills. She used her words to back me into a corner. Who was I to deny her the opportunity to buy something sexy to wear for me. I loved my Mom. As if she could hear my thoughts, Mom smiled and placed her lips against mine for one long passionate kiss.
Mom was hardly out of the driveway when the doorbell rang. Expecting to see Mom announcing she had forgotten her keys, I was surprised to open the door to see Madame Maria standing there with another girl.
Madame Maria bullied her way into my arms in order that she be close enough to commence making out with me. Don't tell Mom but this buxom brunette put Mom to shame in the kissing department. Having to be fair though, I might not have seen all of my mother's skills in that area of endeavour since we were interrupted each time.
Her tongue was far enough towards my throat, I couldn't speak. I really wanted to convey to Madame Maria that I preferred to take this behind closed doors. Stepping back, but leaving her hand on my ass, she tugged the other woman into the house.
"This is my daughter Tatiana. Tatiana, this is the Rick I have been telling you about. "
Without smiling, Tatiana checked me out. "Mommy, he is so young."
"That makes it even better," she responded as she pulled me by my hand into the house. Her eyes discovered the livingroom. That is where she dragged me to. Tatiana followed, somewhat reluctantly, I thought. No reason for her reluctance, I thought, since she didn't even know me yet. Wait until she knew me before deciding to dislike me.
Madame Maria gave me a shove causing me to fall to the couch. Her next move was to hike up her exceptionally tight skirt far enough that I could see the elastic tops of her stay up stockings. Madame waved her daughter to the couch beside me while she straddled my lap. Tatiana joined me on the couch maintaining some distance.
While her mother was making out with me and grinding her panties against my once again hard dick. Tatiana, I saw, was watching with a look of disdain on her face.
Daughter or not, Tatiana wasn't going to cause me to interrupt whatever was going on with her mom. What was going on at the moment was me caressing Madame Maria's panty covered ass.
"Rick, are you wearing the ring? Can I see it?" Madame Maria asked. This seemed to arouse her daughter's interest as she slid across the couch closing the distance between us.
The mother took my hand in hers holding the ring up to the light. Twisting and turning my hand and arm in different directions, she was fully able to admire my ring.
With no warning, Madame Maria released my hand, letting it fall to my thigh. More or less before I could move, Madame Maria had her lips crushed against mine. This mother had very soft lips. Very active as well. Maria sucked my bottom lip between her teeth and licked the outline of my lips.
Tatiana, it seemed, also wanted to admire my ring. As she reached towards my arm, her mother seemed to notice. Madame Maria snapped at her daughter, ordering her not to touch. Tatiana drew the offending hand back. She seemed pensive though, a decision was soon made and Tatiana moved towards me. Her hands, for her mother's benefit, were obviously well away from my body, only her torso and upper body moving towards me.
The daughter and her mother worked well together. It was a certainty they had tag teamed other participants before me. Not that I was complaining mind you.
I'm not sure I could adequately describe the gyrations which made it possible for my dick to be open to the air as well as Madame Maria's pussy being uncovered. All I really could say was that Tatiana must have been a gymnast earlier in life since all had been accomplished without the use of anyone's hands. Amazing.
My dick, still pointing to the heavens, or the second floor of the house at least, was still rubbing against Madame Maria's fat pussy. Her labia were surrounding my dick while Tatiana's tongue was sort of wedged between the two. Tatiana must have been the female twin of Gene Simmons to possess such a tongue- long, wide, and extremely active!
Between one set of female genitalia and another's tongue, my dick was getting a workout like it had never experienced before. Again, a reminder, I had not experienced much at all in terms of sexual experiences considering I was still a virgin.
I was sure though that Madame Maria had it mind to take my virginity in a short enough time frame to satisfy any teenager. Except for me, I guess. Madame Maria was inarguably a beautiful woman. I couldn't imagine how a woman as sexy as this ended up rubbing against my cock. But I wasn't ready to fuck her yet. Maybe with more convincing...
Her breasts were simply sublime for a woman her age. With that thought, I raised both hands to her tits, cupping them, squeezing them, even bouncing them up and down. Leaning forward I nuzzled them, although still encased in her bra and hidden behind her tight top. I wanted to uncover them Maria realized almost immediately, causing her to shuck her blouse over her head. Tatiana quickly moved behind her to release the big cumbersome bra restraining her tits.
Holding Madame Maria's breasts up for my inspection and admiration, Tatiana smiled at me while nodding her head at the tits indicating they were mine with which to do as I wished. I guess Tatiana must have thought I was dense since she pulled her mother's boobs as close to my lips as possible.
Duh! I took the hint. I'm not sure what I wanted to do first so I simply glommed onto those buggers doing much as I had been doing before they were uncovered for my general amusement. They were as much fun as the bouncy castles my mom rented for a few of my childhood birthday parties. The tits in my hands didn't bounce as much as just about anything in the castles of yesteryear but bounce they did.
Seeing her mother needed no further help as far as me and her tits were concerned, Tatiana tongued her way back to my cock. She managed to get my balls in her mouth, sucking so gently on them.
Maria's daughter had me squirming in pleasure causing me to rub my dick even more forcefully and, evidently enough, sufficiently enough to cause me to ejaculate. It felt like a Saturn 5 rocket going off in my groin, carrying a load to the International Space Station. I don't know how many stages fired but I knew it was better than any masturbation orgasm I had ever achieved in my life.
Tatiana leaned between her mother and I in order to lick us both clean of my spunk. Through suddenly sleepy feeling eyes, I looked down to see I had made a good sized mess between Madame Maria's body and mine. Tatiana though was wasting no time cleaning us up with her tongue.
She did well enough that I was able to relax. Just like any self satisfied male of any age, I fell asleep. The last thing I remembered saying to myself was that the mother daughter team should go home. Maybe I said it aloud.The Ring of Truth Ch. 02
A mother and daughter as well as his own mother?
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed, none of my characters go hungry.
If anyone should discover such a ring, I could be convinced to buy it.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego. I sense there will be a long buildup to this one, longer than my usual.
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Tatiana leaned between her mother and I in order to lick us both clean of my spunk. Through suddenly sleepy feeling eyes, I looked down to see I had made a good sized mess between Madame Maria's body and mine. Tatiana though was wasting no time cleaning us up with her tongue.
She did well enough that I was able to relax. Just like any self satisfied male of any age, I fell asleep. The last thing I remembered saying to myself was that the mother daughter team should go home. Maybe I said it aloud.
My mother found me still on the couch when she returned. She must have been shocked to see me lying on the couch with my dick still hanging out of my pants.
I woke to her calling out my name.
"Rick! What are you doing?"
"Umm, Mom, I..."
Not fully awake, I had difficulties finding words at this point.
"Look at the mess you've made on my couch, young man!" exclaimed Mom.
Nothing to say to that. Mom stormed up to the couch. She further checked out me, my deflated cock, and the drying sperm around me.
"You are supposed to do things like that in your room and not on my couch," she said in a softening tone. Obviously she was referring to me masturbating. She couldn't know of my two visitors.
"Why don't you go upstairs and get cleaned up, Rick, while I take care of this mess."
Her tone of voice had changed dramatically from her earlier anger at me. And, all the while, my mother had her eyes locked on my cock. I don't think she had seen it in some years so her gaze was exploratory. Not that it would be an impressive sight in its current condition.
I swung my legs to the floor and climbed to my feet. My mother did not move so I ended up standing fairly close to her. Without hesitation, she moved a step closer to me, leaving her body snugged up close to mine. Her arms reached up to my shoulders. Pulling my face down to hers, Mom's lips approached mine.
Her kiss was again unlike a typical mother and son kiss. Mom oozed passion, locking her lips against mine. The tip of her tongue darted between my lips. I was taken by surprise and backed off.
Blushing, Mom said, "Get cleaned up and I'll see you in your room shortly."
Was there a promise in her instructions? My mind brought back my thoughts about my mother from yesterday. I remembered labeling her a MILF. I remembered getting a hardon while picturing her. I remembered deciding I really wanted to fuck my own mother.
Freshly showered, I lay flat on my bed with my hands behind my bed. I had put sweats on, ignoring briefs, and my cock was standing up. I was still thinking about making love to my Mom and my hardon was my body's response.
After some time had passed, my mother entered my room, stopping just past the doorway. Immediately, she saw my dick announcing its presence to the world.
Shaking her head, Mom said, "I know you are a young man with needs but you have to keep that thing under control."
It didn't take a genius to realize she was talking about my prick. I was stunned when my mother turned around and walked away. Talk about confused. I didn't understand what had just happened. Where went the passion and promise from downstairs.
My phone buzzed indicating a text had arrived. It was from my best friend Jamie inviting me over to his house to play video games. On my way out of the house, I stopped to have a quick piss and noticed my new ring on the counter. I almost passed it by but slipped it on my finger so I could show it to my buddy. And tell him about Madame and Tatiana.
At Jamie's house, I knocked on the door as usual and walked right in. We spent so much time at each other's house that we weren't very formal. I walked into the kitchen, my usual first stop. Sasha and Maya, Jamie's mother and sister, were sitting at the table with coffee cups in front of them. I accepted when offered a cup of my own.
"Something came up suddenly," said Sasha. "Jaime had to go downtown to run an errand for his father. He'll probably be gone a few hours."
I watched Sasha when she walked across the room to the coffee maker. I had a crush on Sasha for some years now. She was always so loving and endearing to me. When needed, Jamie's mother would give me hugs and kisses on the cheek. It started before I was old enough to think of her as a woman but changed, in my mind anyway, as I grew older. Many of my masturbation fantasies included Sasha.
It wasn't that she was a raving beauty that attracted me. Sasha was about my mom's age and size. She was a little heavier but her plumpness did not deter my sexual speculations about her. Perhaps it was her large, heavy breasts that drew me to her.
Jamie's sister Maya was just a year older than he and I. She was the young lust of my life. Sasha was a very typical teenager in many ways. She was slightly taller than her mother, about five foot two, and couldn't weigh much more than a hundred pounds. Maya was very athletically minded and kept her body in good shape. Long, muscled legs, a flat tummy, and B Cup breasts.
Throughout high school, she had been a member of the popular crowd. She was active in all the socially desirable clubs and was even a cheerleader. In her final year of high school, she was both the Homecoming Queen and the head cheerleader.
Bringing me over my coffee, Sasha noticed my ring.
"That's a very pretty ring, Rick. Is it new?"
"I just bought it yesterday," I told her.
Sasha leaned over to get a closer look allowing her boobs to push outwards from her chest. The cut of her fairly drab housedress showed some amount of cleavage. With Sasha bent over me the way she was, I was able to see under her dress to the tops of her boobs. As I admired what I could see, I was developing a chubby.
"This is a fabulous ring. Maya, come see Ricky's new ring."
In a moment both women were oohing and aahing over my jewelry. Sasha had pulled my hand upwards towards her making it difficult for Maya to get a good look. Sasha held my hand flat against her tits admiring it from every angle. Each of her movements caused my hand to rub against her massive boobs.
Standing between my legs, Maya demanded a look of her own. With obvious reluctance, Sasha surrendered my hand to her daughter. Taking my hand, Maya held it up in the air, twisting and turning it, in order to afford her a view of the ring from every angle.
I really don't know why but somehow Maya stumbled and landed on my lap. Having recently been given a feel of her mother's boobs, my cock was still hard. There was no way Maya could avoid it since it was poking her in the ass. Rather than jump up as I would have expected, Maya wriggled her way into a comfortable position with my cock sticking up and rubbing against her jean covered crotch.
For just a moment, I was distracted from the sexy teenager on my lap. The ring seemed to be heating up on my finger. I looked to see that there was a glow to it. The jewels were shining brightly.
My attention was almost immediately dragged back to Maya when she put one arm around my shoulders, never having been this close to me before. She held the hand with the ring on it up still admiring it, my arm brushing the side of one of her gorgeous boobs. Her mother stepped in close to look at it again putting her breasts almost close enough for me to touch. The teenager tugged my arm a little further from herself, planting my palm on her mother's tit.
"Oh my fucking gawd," I thought to myself. "What the fuck is going on?"
Maya surrendered my hand to her mother who began to rub my hand across her tits. With her now free hand, Maya turned my head towards her, moving in for a kiss. There was no finesse to it at all. Her lips crushed against mine, her tongue bullied its way into my mouth. With her tongue wrestling with mine, she put her hand down on my cock just resting it there.
This was such a new and exciting experience that my dick was spasming backwards and forwards. A quick flick of my eyes to Sasha and I saw that she was smiling in approval of the actions of her teenaged daughter and I. Sasha pulled my hand even tighter against her breasts, not wanting to be left out of the action.
Maya was a very aggressive kisser. Her tongue never stopped its wrestling match with mine. Since I was wearing sweats, she was able to get a solid grip on my rod, squeezing it hard. Not enough to hurt, mind you, just hard enough to make it throb.
Sasha let my hand fall from her tits. Again, my eyes flicked in her direction to see what was going on. It was such an amazing sight that I pulled away from the daughter completely to ogle her mother. Sasha had pulled her top down and was reaching behind her to undo the catches on her bra. In seconds, the mother was topless.
I needed no urging or direction. I reached for the closest tit of my own volition. Sasha's tits were, as previously mentioned, big. Showing her age, her boobs sagged somewhat yet her now hard nipples poked straight out, not down. Sasha's nipples were large enough to suit her large tits and appeared to be rock hard.
With the hand wearing the glowing and almost burning ring, I wrapped my hand around one tit and then the other. I caught her nipples between my spread fingers, locking them in place. Those tits were firm and heavy. So very alluring, they invited my mouth to lick and suck them.
I tried leaning forward, closer to them, but Maya's arm reaching down to my cock prevented it. She had wormed her hand beneath the waistband of my sweats and was fondling my cock directly. Maya was gently squeezing my dick now while stroking it up and down. When she reached my little head, she cupped it in her hand smearing my drops of pre-cum on her palm.
Fortunately, for my mental well being, her mother stepped close enough to me that I was able to put my mouth on one of her nipples. Before I could do much more than give it one quick kiss, both she and Maya changed positions again.
This time the both of them went to their knees in front of me. Working together, they tugged on me and my sweats, pulling them down to my ankles. My cock waved back and forth demanding attention from the mother and daughter team.
Attention it got. Sasha took my furry nuts in hand, cupped them, and squeezed them gently. The woman knew just how much pressure could be applied without hurting a guy. With one hand holding my balls, the mother reached to my dick with a surprisingly long tongue. She licked me from my root to the tip of my little head.
Working still as a team, Maya reached up and pulled my head to her. Our lips touched gently allowing the teenaged daughter to suck my bottom lip between her teeth. Grinning, she nibbled at it before doing the same thing to my upper lip. All the while, she had a hand with two fingers extended running along from the bottom of my balls back as far as she could reach. Every time she passed over my prostrate, my cock lurched, slapping her mother in the face.
Maya continued her finger play along my perineum and continued to convey her passion in our kisses. Her tongue wrestled with mine as she held my lips tightly to hers. With her mother licking my rod like a popsicle, and her daughter's passionate kisses combined with her digital action, I was as hard as I had ever been.
I tore my lips away from Maya as I wanted to see her mother mouthing my dick. Sasha was still working me over with her tongue swizzling my cock. Involuntarily, I flexed my muscles causing my cock to slap at the mother.
Realizing I was not going to be returning to our kissing, Maya joined her mother on her knees beginning to lick along my dick in tandem with her mother. I didn't think my cock could get any harder but it managed.
The mother and daughter synchronized their tongue work, both starting at my root and working upwards. Their tongues would meet at the top with their lips so close as to be able to kiss. That was something I wanted to see. And see it I did. When their lips would meet, the mother and daughter exchanged passionate soul kisses.
Their passion was so obvious, as well as erotic, I wanted to see more of it. The two ladies ignored my cock to make out with one another. They showed no sign of stopping, getting more and more involved with each other. My cock started to hurt, I grabbed it, squeezed, and began stroking it.
Never had I seen an erotic display like Sasha and Maya, mother and daughter, were giving me. My cock couldn't take it much longer. The ring was actually burning my finger and, it seemed, transferring some of its heat to my dick.
That was enough! My cock exploded showering the two women's faces with my cum. As the first spurt of cum hit them, they turned their faces towards my cock. I aimed so that both mother and daughter were being covered with my cum. When I was drained, I looked with some amount of pride at their sperm covered faces.
I don't know where the thought came from. I wanted to see them licking my cum off each other. They did. In fact, while they were licking and I was watching, Maya began to feel her mother's naked tits as well. The women were so absolutely hot.
Unfortunately, we were interrupted by the sound of the automatic garage opener announcing the arrival of Jamie. None of us wanted him to see what had been going on. All three of us jumped to our feet, the women running out of the room and me pulling up my pants.
My finger was hurting badly at this point. It was also covered by some of my sperm. I just took it off and stuck it in my pocket. Jamie came into the kitchen. We exchanged greetings and I told him I had been waiting for him all afternoon. I didn't want to face his mother and sister when they eventually returned so I told my buddy I could not stay any longer. On my way out the door, I told him I would be back the following day.
I made my way home as quickly as I could. Flinging myself onto the livingroom couch, I pondered the activity of the afternoon. My memory of the mother daughter duo working over my cock brought some strength back to the slumbering appendage.
I wondered where my mother was and what she was doing. I wondered if I could jerk my hardening dick right there or did I need to retreat to my bedroom. Deciding discretion was the better part of valour, I decided to go upstairs. Not wanting my mother to realize what was going on should I run into her upstairs, once standing, I pushed my dick to a less noticeable position.
I felt something hard in my pocket. Without thinking, I reached in and pulled out the ring still smeared with traces of my cum. It wasn't shining at that point, it looked like the cheap costume jewelry it was. Mom chose that moment to announce her presence, calling out my name before entering the livingroom to look for me. I stuck the ring on my finger and walked towards the archway, meeting Mom partway across the room.
Damned if that fricken ring wasn't starting to heat up again.
Mom had a huge smile on her face as she walked to me.
"I'm so glad you're home," she said. "I've missed you."
This was not a normal greeting for my mother. I wasn't quite sure what I should say in response.
"Umm...yeah, Mom...I missed you too."
Mom wrapped me in her arms before leaning in to give me a "welcome home" kiss. I assumed that was what she was doing although we had not been accustomed to kissing hello or goodbye. Not since I was in primary school anyway.
The tip of my mother's tongue darted between my lips. Her body was pressed tightly against me, her boobs flattened, and one leg between mine, her thigh rubbing against my groin. This was definitely not the way she had greeted me in primary school. But, then, who was I to argue about learning new things?
Again, this kiss was not a typical mother son kiss. Not with Mom's tongue in my mouth wrestling with my own. The passion my mother was showing for me was undeniably greater than that displayed by the two women earlier.
Mom's leg between mine had garnered my full attention. I had a chubby growing. I reached around my mother's body to take her ass in my hands. It was a good ass. It felt very hard and firm when I squeezed it. And squeeze it, I did. As well as caressed her bottom. I pushed her cheeks together and pulled them apart. I also pulled her tighter against me, increasing the connection between her leg and my hardening her cock.
Mom pulled her lips away from mine in order to give her son bedtime instructions just as she did when I was a little boy. Sort of.
"You need to go get showered up for bed," she said. "While you're doing that I'm going to get changed."
"Yes, Mom."
"If you do a good job of it, Mommy will give you a treat."
"What kind of treat, Mommy?"
"If you're a good boy, Mommy will suck your cock."
It didn't take me very long at all to perform the three s's. I only shave a couple times each week but decided it would be appropriate that day. Writing of difficult, not jerking off in the shower was extremely difficult. In my room, waiting for my mother, I tried just lying on my bed but I was too excited, too antsy. I took a few minutes to tidy up my room. Anything to occupy my hands while waiting.
I heard the creaking of the hinges on Mom's bedroom door indicating she was leaving and, presumably, heading my way. Despite repeated request to WD40 her door, I always ignored her since the squeaking served as an early warning system for those needful times.
By the time, Mom arrived at my door, I was lying on my back with my hands behind my head, the soul of innocence and patience. Maybe not so innocent though since my cock was already hard in anticipation of losing my virginity to my mother.
Standing in my doorway, dressed in lingerie, my mother was a vision of loveliness. Her dark hair hung down to her shoulders and she wore a minimum of makeup. The burnt orange gown she was wearing was form fitting and covered her from the top of her breasts down to her ankles.
It was a combination of satin and lace. The lace covered her breasts, accentuating them more than simply hiding them, while the rest was satin. From the bottom to just below her waist, a triangular piece was missing. The open piece accentuated her long legs, encased in pale stockings suspended from her garter belt. The four inch stilettoes she was wearing made her legs appear even longer and more defined.
And, of course, my mother's pussy. It was hidden behind a very brief pair of panties snugged up tightly, displaying a cameltoe. At this point, I wasn't sure of how much shaving she had done. I was to discover shortly that her pussy was devoid of all hair. Yup, hardwood floors.
Slowly, Mom turned around, showing off her form for my admiration and approval. In the rear, the triangular satin piece was also missing. In this case, it had been replaced with lace that highlighted my mother's beautiful ass. My hardened cock waved its approval from under my briefs.
Facing me again, Mom walked to the foot of my queen sized bed, placing one foot in front of the other as if she were a model on a catwalk. Standing at the foot of my bed, Mom made sure she had my full attention. Not like that wouldn't be the case. An erotically garbed MILF ready to fuck her son. How could my attention be anywhere else?
Her hands caressed her body further moulding the gown to her body. Mom's hands cupped her breasts and lifted them far enough for her to lay a kiss right at the edge of the material covering them. Her hands went down her body, hiding her pussy for a moment before continuing to her thighs. All the while Mom was staring me right in the eyes.
My cock poking straight up gathered her attention breaking my mother's gaze away from my eyes. Staring at my dick, Mom reached to slide her panties down and off her body. My mother's pussy was, in my eyes, a work of art. Shaved bare, her delicate labia framing her glistening mound. I never knew my mother to be turned on, what son does, so seeing her wet was just so fucking hot.
Mom put one knee on the foot of the bed and then the other beginning a panther crawl up my legs. I was actually finding it hard to focus on her, the ring was burning my hand again. Doing my best to ignore it, I concentrated on my MILF dragging her body along my legs. She stopped her crawl when her face was level with my prick.
Still with my cock under my briefs, I waited to see what Mom would do with it. She slid her hands along my thighs. First in one direction and then the opposite. Still trying to ignore my burning finger, I held my cock still through the material covering it. Mom pursed her lips, blowing on my dick. It felt great.
I was getting impatient. I had enough oral sexual stimulation that day, I needed more than a mouth to envelop my rod. I wanted, needed to fuck, someone. I hoped it could be mother. But, I certainly wasn't going to turn down a blowjob from her either. Maybe more oral sexual stimulation was needed.
Mom began to tug my briefs down. I lifted my ass to make it possible for her to remove them completely. I lay there motionless and completely naked, cock waving in the air. Without moving, I waited for Mom to decide her next move.
I watched as Mom slowly moved her hand to my cock. Once in hand, she lowered her head, pushing out her tongue as her face came closer. Yup, definitely a need for more oral sexual stimulation.
Enjoying my mother's tongue licking up and down my rod as if it were a popsicle, I did the only thing possible at that moment. With one hand on her head, I lay back surrendering myself to the sensations my mother was delivering.
If that fucking ring would stop burning, I would be a happy camper. It crossed my mind to pull it off my finger but that would mean lifting my other hand from my mother's head. I was getting off on the idea that I was directing her actions though. The ring could wait. But, it fucking burnt.
Mom cupped my balls with one hand while holding my dick steady with the other. Her mouth descended on me, taking my little head between her lips. My hips bucked up towards her as she sucked on just the tip. I would never have imagined that my mother was the dedicated cock sucker she was showing herself to be. Without warning, she swallowed my rod entirely, going down on me until her chin was resting in my pubic hair.
Holy gawd, my mother was deepthroating me! This was just unfuckingbelievable. Although I had been privileged to have my cock sucked by a number of women, it was just somehow more...I don't know what...it was just more.
I could feel my sperm boiling in my nuts. If Mom continued swallowing me whole like this, it wouldn't be long before my cum exploded into her throat. That was enough oral stimulation.
I wanted to fuck. I wanted to fuck my mother. I wanted to fuck Mom right now. No more waiting. I pulled her head off my cock, she giving it up with a plop as her lips disconnected. I indicated to my mother that I wanted her to move further up my body.
She slithered her way up my body until my hard cock was brushing against her groin. Using my muscles, I slapped it against her. I couldn't bring myself to use words, to say anything, I just wanted to convey the message to her that it was time for fucking.
The ring seemed to be reaching new heights of heat, more fucking burning. I imagined for a moment that I would be left with blisters on my finger but I wasn't going to take the time to yank it off. Instead, I pushed Mom upwards so I could reach her tits.
They were phenomenal tits too. Heavy, full, hangers with a modicum of sag. I felt like a kid in a new playground with new toys. I bounced those boobs up and down. I mashed them together. I pulled on her rock hard nipples. Speaking of rock hard, all the while, my mother was rubbing my dick against her pussy.
I was getting impatient. And, sore. My finger felt like it was stuck into a flame of some sort. But, I needed to get fucked now. No more waiting, no more procrastinating.
"Mom, I can't wait any more."
In a teasing voice, my mother responded, "What can't you wait for, baby boy?"
"Mom, I need to fuck you. Right now?"
"You want to fuck your mother, Ricky? Don't you mean you want to make love to your mother?"
With a commanding tone, I said, "We can make love next time. Right now, I want to fuck my mother."
Mom gave up her teasing. She lifted herself up, rubbed my cock head up and down her slit a few times, before sliding my it into her pussy. For moments, neither of us moved our bodies. My hands were locked in place on my mother's tits. My cock was flexing, entirely involuntarily, indicating its need for more action.
My mother leaned down to give me a deeply passionate, tongue spearing kiss. Not willing to wait any longer, I gathered my feet underneath me and lunged upwards as forcefully as I could. Mom shrieked as my cock fully penetrated her. She was shocked into a state of immobility so I continued the penetrations and retreats on my own.
Mom provided the pussy I needed and wanted to satisfy my cock's need to cum, to explode into her. I maintained my up and down motion, impaling my mother fully on my dick before pulling out until only the head was inside her. Again and again, we went through the same motions. Mom's shrieks died down as she began aiding me in our little fuckfest. She took over the up and down motions while I lay flat on the bed again, letting my cock have its fun while I continued with the breast play.
It had been too long for me. There was too much anticipation. And my finger felt like it was going to burst into flames of its own. My nuts were churning, forcing my sperm out and into my cock. I could feel my dick beginning to swell. I knew I was going to cum in my mother's pussy in just a moment or three.
I replaced my feet flat on the bed and rejoined my mother in forcing the ups and downs. Her breathing intensified. I knew she would be achieving her own orgasm shortly. I wanted to wait for her. I wanted to cum at the same time as my mother.
My finger felt another huge jolt of pain, surprising me in its intensity. In a reflex action, my pelvis launched itself upwards, lifting my Mom right off the bed. My cum began to shoot into my mother's cunt.
Feeling those first spurts, Mom launched her own orgasm. We continued with the up and down motion. I was grunting and groaning as loudly as I could. Mom was shrieking at the top of her lungs just like a banshee. I never imagined that cumming with my mother would be this intense, this overwhelming.
Gradually, we slowed down. Mom lay her body against mine, relaxing her muscles. I had one hand around her back while the other was on her ass. We lay there almost comatose, I think.
"Mom, that was wonderful. You are awesome."
She only sighed an answer. My hand began to caress her ass. It finally sank into my mind that my finger was no longer sore. I peered around Mom's body to see my hand. My finger looked perfectly normal, no signs of the pain I had been feeling. The ring, though, was intensely bright.
"What the fuck," I whispered to myself.
Mom murmured how much she loved me.
Another voice said, "Exactly. You being fucked gave me the power to open myself to you. I am the dijiin of the ring."
In an instant, without conscious thought, I let out a shriek of my own and threw the ring across the room. I didn't understand what had just happened, why my imagination built that voice. It startled me.
Mom began to stir, still lying across me. Her eyes opened and, with a start, she pushed herself away from me.
"Rick, what have you done?" she said condemning me.
Mom jumped off the bed and ran out. In seconds I heard her creaking bedroom door close. The Ring of Truth Ch. 03
The power of the ring is revealed.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
If anyone should discover such a ring, I could be convinced to buy it.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
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The ring, though, was intensely bright.
"What the fuck," I whispered to myself.
Mom murmured how much she loved me.
Another voice said, "Exactly. You being fucked gave me the power to open myself to you. I am the dijiin of the ring."
In an instant, without conscious thought, I let out a shriek of my own and threw the ring across the room. I didn't understand what had just happened, why my imagination built that voice. It startled me.
Mom began to stir, still lying across me. Her eyes opened and, with a start, she pushed herself away from me.
"Rick, what have you done?" she said condemning me.
Mom jumped off the bed and ran out. In seconds I heard her creaking bedroom door close.
I couldn't really answer Mom's question. We had made love. I had fucked my mother. But, there was no coercion, no force, and no seeming reluctance on her part. She had seemed to be an active participant. A more than willing participant.
Yet she seemed...um...something when she climbed out of my bed and left the room. Angry, maybe? Disgusted, perhaps? Not pleased nor satisfied emotionally and physically, definitely.
And what was the voice in my head? Why had I imagined that? Where did it come from?
Deciding the best thing for me was a long, hot shower, I went to the bathroom to take care of business. Along the way, I noticed the ring lying on the floor. I ignored it.
Once business was taken care of, I decided to continue as if it was a normal evening at home. Even though it was so fucking far from normal. Sheesh.
Hunger made its presence known as I made my way to the kitchen. As usual, I started a pot of coffee, the gods' gift to humanity. Checking out the refrigerator, I decided to make a sandwich. Being the perfect gent, I also made a sandwich for Mom.
Taking it upstairs along with a cup of coffee, I knocked lightly, almost timidly, on my mother's bedroom door. When she didn't answer, I knocked again, somewhat louder. A third knock brought a response.
"Go away, Rick, I don't want to see you."
"I brought you coffee and a sandwich, Mom."
"Go away, Rick, I don't want to see you," she repeated.
"Okay...um...uh...I'll leave the tray here."
"Go away, Rick."
Back in the kitchen, having demolished my sandwich, drinking my second cup of coffee, and reviewing the events of the day, I heard the squeak of Mom's door opening. Seconds later, I heard the clip clop of her slippers on the stairs. I lost all sense of bravado and manliness, wanting to run away.
Unfortunately, I guess, Mom was at the doorway, blocking my exit, before I could make my legs move. I looked at her in silence. My mother wasn't dressed as she had been the last time I saw her. She was wearing a baggy sweatshirt and matching nearly worn out sweat pants.
Mom was the first of us to break the silence.
"Thank you for the sandwich and coffee."
Apparently I was not quite up to speaking at the moment as although my mouth opened and lips moved, no sounds came out. I was able to nod though.
Mom pulled up a seat at the kitchen table beside me. She spoke the infamous woman to man words.
"Rick, we need to talk."
Nothing good could possibly come out of this. Nope, nada.
"What the hell happened up there, Rick," asked my mother.
I felt I could speak at this point but didn't know what to say. So, I kept silent.
"I'm not putting all the blame on you, son, but what happened is not supposed to happen between a mother and her son. We should not have had sex."
Again, silence from me.
"I'm not even sure how it all happened. My memory of it is a little foggy. I remember showering, coming into your room, and then nothing until I felt us both having an orgasm."
Still silence but with a nod of agreement.
"Can you tell me why this happened?"
"No, Mom," I responded. "I don't know how it happened, just that it did."
I took a deep breath, gulped, and feeling I was taking my life into my hands, I continued, "I liked it, Mom."
"How can you say that, Rick? We shouldn't have made love. We're mother and son. Not man and woman."
That was twice she labeled what we had done as "making love". Was that a hint? I decided on a bolder response.
"Mom, I love you and you love me. Making love together was just a larger expression of that love," I said.
"It wasn't right, Rick!" retorted Mom.
"I don't know how you can say it wasn't right, Mom. We didn't hurt anyone. We just expressed our love on a different level."
"It's not right. I could go to jail over this. It is incest."
"Mom, that's silly. Neither of us is going to tell anyone else for the first thing. Secondly, anti-incest laws are an archaic form of birth control. To keep close family relatives from having two headed kids and shit. With medical science the way it is, that is no longer an issue. It is even legal for first cousins to marry and breed in most states these days."
Silence dominated the room again.
"It isn't right," Mom virtually mumbled in a far from forceful tone.
Deciding that discretion being the better part of valour, I decided to retreat to my room. As I rose from the table, I made a parting comment.
"It was great, Mom." I didn't wait for a response.
Back in my room, I flung myself on the bed. I tried to think about possibilities of further interactions with my mother on this subject. Nothing working, I attempted another typical male response to resolve issues through meditation. I went for a shit.
Sometime later, after a water level raising dump, I washed my hands, always wash your hands folks, deciding to end the day. Walking through my darkened room, my attention was drawn to the glowing ring still on the floor.
Without the glow, I would never have seen it as it was mostly under my dresser. Chances are that it would have been lost forever in the dust bunny haven beneath my dresser forever. Or years, at least.
I grabbed it, returned to my bed, and examined it very closely in the dim light. It was definitely glowing, no additional lighting needed to examine it. While turning it this way and that, I remembered the imaginary voice telling me it was a dijiin or something. What the fuck was a dijiin anyway?
All praise Wiki! Djinn were a type of genie or spirit known to be good or bad, depending on its history. Very strange that the imaginary voice used a word I had never heard before. A real word even. I couldn't remember having seen or heard the word.
Still turning it around and about, I eventually slipped it on my ring finger.
"Praise be! You are allowing me to communicate with you!" What the fuck? The imaginary voice was in my head again.
"I assure you I am very real," said the voice.
"You are only able to hear my voice when wearing the ring. I can only help you when you are wearing the ring."
"This is so unfuckingbelievable," I thought to myself. "I must be going looney tunes. Unless it is an alien device? Or something the CIA put together? But, why give it to me?"
The voice responded. "In the store, you were able to feel my presence."
"The old woman put it in my hands."
"She is merely a subject to be guided. Although she knew nothing of my presence, she knew the ring needed to be put into a male's hands."
"Why a male?" I asked.
"I have no wish to work with a mere woman. Men are the source of power in this world."
"Better not let my mom hear you say that," I thought with a chuckle.
I took the ring off in order to experiment with communicating with the dijiin or whatever. The genie. Nothing. The imaginary voice was gone. Very confused, I wondered if the joint I had smoked last week had done something to me. Placing the ring on my bedside table, I wrapped my blankets around me and went to sleep almost immediately.
The next morning arrived with the sun shining into my room to waken me. I lay silently on my back, thinking about the events of yesterday between my Mom and me. Growing a chubby, I went through my morning pre-food routine.
The ring didn't cross my mind or the absurd discussion I had held with my imaginary friend. I thought I was too old to have imaginary friends anymore. And never a genie.
By the time I made my way to the kitchen, my chubby was a memory until faced with my mother. Her usual morning getup was a loosely tied terry cloth robe with a T-shirt and sweat shorts underneath. Not this morning though.
She was wearing lingerie! I had never seen my mother dressed like this...so gorgeous...so exciting...so...um...sexy. Mom must have heard my gulp as I checked her out. She turned towards me exquisitely slowly and shyly.
Her dark hair was hanging down across her shoulders. Mom was wearing a melon coloured, lace and satin bra putting much if not most of her breasts on display. My eyes trailed down her body across her relatively flat tummy to matching melon coloured panties, thigh high stockings and four inch stilettoes. It certainly wasn't breakfast cooking garb although almost any time of day is great for a sexy looking woman to put her erotically displayed body on display.
"Sit down, Rick, I'll pour coffee," Mom said turning around to face the counter again.
Now that my eyes were fully opened, I realized the colour matched peignoir was fairly translucent, giving me a delectable view of my mother's ass. I couldn't help but imagine kissing and licking those cheeks. Oh yeah, chubby time again.
Mom brought my coffee to me, putting it down on the table before leaning over to give me a good morning kiss on the lips. My mother and I had never been the kissing type of folks and, especially not on the lips. That move definitely took me by surprise.
It surprised my cock too, resulting in it moving past the chubby stage to a raging hardon. Just as if my cock was remembering fucking my mother the previous day, it was demanding more of that action right then.
Mom returned to the table bringing her own coffee to join me. She sat at the end of the table for four, crossed her long, lean, muscled legs.
We looked at each other in silence for some moments. Her gaze seemed fixated on my face while my eyes were darting all over her sexy bits.
Mom broke the silence.
"I've been giving some thought to what happened between us yesterday and our talk last night."
"Okay," I said while dragging my eyes back up to meet hers.
"I've been without a man for many years, Rick. Yesterday, I realized how much I missed a man's company."
Not sure of what response was required of me, or even expected, I simply nodded at her.
"I realized as well how much I had been depriving myself of in terms of affection, closeness, and sex with a man," said my mother.
I stayed with the simple nod of understanding. Even if I wasn't. Understanding, I mean.
"Making love with you, Rick, was beautiful." Mom stopped speaking, looking at me to say something.
Realizing a nod would not be sufficient this time, I spoke.
"Mom, what we did together was awesome. I have dreamt of scr...I mean, making love to you for years."
"I'm your mother, Rick; we aren't supposed to make love. But, as you pointed out last night, we wouldn't be hurting anyone and no one need find out."
"That's right, Mom," I said. "It would be our secret."
"Great," she said. "Now finish your coffee and take Mommy to her bed. We are going to fuck each other silly," said Mom with a huge grin on her face.
Swallowing the rest of my coffee in one huge gulp, I held out my hand to my mother to pull her into my arms. Feeling that we needed some affirmation of what we were going to do upstairs, I pulled Mom into a tight embrace.
Our lips met and our mouths opened while my hands slid to my mother's ass. Our tongues met in a gentle lovers' dance as I caressed my Mom's cheeks. They were so firm to my touch. I caressed them and squeezed them, having to fight to put a tight grip on her muscular behind. You gotta love that yoga shit.
Eventually, we broke the kiss in order to go to the bedrooms. Mom pulled me in the direction of her room past the squeaky door. She had a king sized bed in her room, much larger than my double. I stood watching while she pulled the bed covers down. Leaning over, her pert butt was on display for me again.
I couldn't resist the temptation. Or the invitation. Whatever. I took the two strides to place my body up tight against my mother. My hands moved immediately to her tits, my cock hard up against her ass, and my lips on her neck.
Slowly, I worked my way down until I was kneeling behind my mother. I flipped the long gown up and across her back as I pushed her down on the bed. My mouth went directly to her ass. Fortunately for me, her panties were high cut leaving much of her cheeks uncovered. I covered them with my tongue and lips.
"Oh, Ricky...Oh, Ricky...Ohhhricky...ooohhhhricky," Mom was cooing back at me as my lips and tongue travelled her backside. They had to work their way between the hands glued to her ass. My hands, of course.
It was a wonderful feeling, doing all this to my MILF mother. Any guy not crazy in his own mind would want the same opportunities as me, given the chance.
Giving my tongue more room to manoeuver, I slid my hands to the sides of Mom's panties gently pulling them down her legs. The muscles in her legs were very prominent since she was still wearing her four inch heels. If I had my way, she would never wear anything but high heels ever again.
Immediately, my tongue was in the cleft between her cheeks, licking from top to bottom and then back again. I could taste my mother's sweat, salty and earthy. It had the same effect as an aphrodisiac on me. Needless to say, but I will anyway, Mom was moaning and groaning as my tongue travelled her nether regions while my hands squeezed her ass cheeks.
I snaked my right hand up and around my mother's body in order to wrap it around a tit. Mom's response was simply to lift her torso a little, allowing me a better grip, while pushing her ass further back against my questing face and tongue.
On the next drag of my tongue down the crack of Mom's ass, I stopped my journey at her asshole. I speared my tongue into it as much as I could which wasn't far. My mother helped though by reaching back with one of her supporting arms and used her hand to pull the dark, little hole open a little further.
My one hand was now squished between her tit and the bed itself. But my other hand joined Mom's hand to pull her asshole open even further. My tongue speared into her as far as I could. I loved the taste. Salty, earthier, with the tiniest taste of something nasty. We both seemed to like my tongue in my mother's asshole.
Mom leaning over further as she was doing presented me with a better view and access to her pussy. This was where I wanted to be as soon as I could withdraw my tongue from my mother's butt.
I wasn't going to pussyfoot around, pun intended. I slid my hand out from underneath her tit giving it a final squeeze on the way out. With both hands available to me, I pulled my mother's pussy open and returned my tongue to working her over.
The juices flowing from Mom's pussy overwhelmed my taste buds. Now this was nirvana. My mother was so turned on that the flow of fluids from her cunt was seemingly never ending. I licked and sucked as much and as quickly as I could swallow.
My cock was hurting. It was so hard and the sperm buildup was as full and complete as it could be. I released one of my hands to give it a squeeze but my dick demanded more. It wanted the pussy I was tonguing, it wanted my mother's pussy.
Who was I to argue with my little head. My thinking head wanted to sink it into my mother's cunt as well. There was no choice but to proceed with fucking my mother.
Standing up straight, Mom knew what was coming. Both of my hands tugged her pussy open for my invasion. Mom needed this too.
"Fuck me, Ricky! Fuck your mother! Fill your mother's cunt with your cock!" she said, over and over again, as she reached down to guide my cock into her cunt.
As soon as my little head was past her opening, I lunged forward slamming it home. Slowly I pulled my cock outwards until almost out before slamming into my mother one more time. Out and in, in and out, while my mother voiced her litany of instructions.
Knowing I was going to cum in my mother's cunt soon, I stopped my motions with my cock fully buried in her. I needed to rest my cock for a moment before pulling out. My cock wasn't given the opportunity for the cum buildup to subside though, as Mom began a more or less automatic squeezing of my cock using the muscles of her pussy.
I'm not sure she even knew what she was doing or the effects on me. Her muscles rippled the length of my dick drawing me even closer to orgasm. I pulled back and slammed in one more time. I didn't wait but pulled back again immediately. This was going to be the money shot.
Slamming into my mother's pussy one more time, my prick released its load of sperm, washing the insides of my mother's pussy. Mom screamed her way into her own orgasm. I could feel the gush of her liquids flooding past my cock.
It was exhilarating. Mom uttered a final gasp before falling completely flat on the bed and her legs buckling, pulling my cock from her cunt, and landing on her knees. I planted my ass on the floor beside her with my back against the bed. Both of us were working hard to catch our breath after our combined orgasms.
Eventually, Mom collected herself enough to slither up onto the bed. I climbed to the bed, lying on my back, head on the pillow. Mom turned her body, pushing her naked body up across mine. Soon, both of our heads on pillows and legs intertwined, we were cuddling together.
I then went into the typical post cumming action of the typical male. Sleep overcame me.
Time passed but I didn't know how much. I woke some time later. Mom was still cuddled up to me, hand on my dick, and still naked. I gloried in the feeling of satisfaction of knowing I had fucked my own mother into a near coma-like slumber.
Gradually, Mom joined me in wakefulness. When fully conscious, my mother gave my cock a loving squeeze, while leaning into me to give me a long, deep, and passionate kiss. I returned the kiss, equally as passionate and loving.
"That was the most exciting loving I have ever received, Rick," said my Mom.
"Mom, I never believed making love to anyone could be as all consuming as this was," I replied.
Mom chuckled, "It was also the best fucking of my life!"
"I'm glad I could be of service, Mom," I said with a smile on my face.
"I need to go to the washroom," said my mother as she worked her way to her feet. Bending over, tits hanging down on display, Mom gave me a parting kiss.
"I love you so much, Rick," she said.
As Mom walked away, I realized I needed to use the toilet too. Still shy about sharing bodily functions with my new sex partner, I made my way to my own room and bathroom. After a water level raising shit followed by a shower, I pulled on clean briefs before throwing myself down onto my own bed. And, of course, I went back to sleep. I knew I had to have a contented smile on my face as I drifted off.
Again, I woke up to find my mother's partially clad, sexy body plastered against mine. I turned to face her and to give her a warm kiss.
We lay in my bed for maybe an hour before my tummy rumbled signaling its own variety of hunger. Mom heard it, smiled, and led me to the kitchen where she prepared sandwiches for us.
At the kitchen table, we talked of this and that, nothing involving our fuck or even sex in general. From out of nowhere, Mom asked me a surprising question.
"Rick, whatever happened to your new ring?"
Instinctually, I glanced down at my hand before responding.
"I dunno, Mom. It must be in my room, I guess."
"Can you go get it, Rick?" asked Mom. "I'd like to admire it some more."
"Yeah, sure, Mom, I'll find it later," I responded.
"Can you find it now, please, Rick," my mother asked.
"I'm going for a nap anyway, Mom, I'll look for it."
"Thank you, Ricky, please bring it to me as soon as you can find it."
With a tongue swapping kiss and a mutual grope, my mother and I parted ways. Me to grab a nap and her to do whatever women do when the house is clean and there are no sexual activities going on. Oh yeah, and she wanted to see my ring. Nap first, though.
I don't know how many hours passed while I recuperated from my day's activities and renewed my strength for the evening's activities to come. I did feel great, though, after my nap.
Remembering Mom's desire to see the ring, I glanced around. Seeing it, and since I didn't have to get out of bed to grab it, I did. I slipped it on my finger. Just like a soon to be bride, I held my hand up with the ring on it, turning it this way and that. The glow was back.
"Isn't my home beautiful?" the voice in my head asked.
"Huh? What?"
"The ring is the home that contains my consciousness. Isn't it beautiful? Worthy of being the home of a top rank djinn?"
"Your home? You're real? I'm not imagining you?" I asked myself.
"I am very much real. Since you are now my possessor, I am to serve you", said the ring.
"Holy shit! Is this where I ask for a gazillion bucks?"
"You want a herd of deer?"
"No, man, moolah, cash, dinero."
"Oh I see. You mean funds."
"Yeah," I said to myself.
"I don't have that function," myself said to me. "My purpose is to influence the people you come into contact with to acquiesce to your desire for sexual relations."
"You mean, you get me laid."
"If that is what it is called these days."
"You exercised your powers on my mother, then."
"Yes. As well as the woman from the shoppe and her daughter. Also, the other mother and daughter you were with."
"Awesome!" I exclaimed to myself.
"Thank you, I am indeed awesome," myself agreed with me.
"So, anyone I come into contact with, you could fix me up with?"
"As long as you are wearing me on your hand, I have that ability. Yes."
"I have to be wearing the ring?"
"There is a latent effect though."
"What's that? Latent?"
"Once you have had relations with someone due to my energy, it leaves your partner with a wish to be around me again. They will wish to see me, to admire me, and will have no objection to performing sexually with you in order to be close to me."
"That's excellent, dude."
"What is a dude? I am not familiar with that word."
"Never mind, it's not important."
"The primary condition is you need to bear me on your finger if you wish me to exercise my power."
"Hmmm, okay. So as long as I am wearing you. You can get me laid. No matter whom I am interested in."
"You don't wear me, idiot. You wear the ring. The ring is my dwelling. My prison if you will."
"You're in prison? Why? What did you do?"
"I annoyed the Master of All Dijinns. I am sentenced to inhabit this vessel until the end of time."
"Can't we break you out?"
"Not really. And I doubt you would want to as you would be surrendering my abilities to effect the people around you. In your vernacular, you would not get laid as easily ever again."
"Okay, bro, then you stay in there, I guess. Is there a limit to your ability? Could you make any woman, say the woman next door want to have sex with me?"
I guess it was kind of amazing how easily I accepted the word of the extra voice in my head. Maybe there was something wrong with me. How could this shit be real?
"I could make anyone you want, want you in return. But, you need to be within eyesight of her for the first time in order for me to be effective."
"Is that the only rule?" I asked myself.
"You also need to have the ring on your finger for me to be effective. No ring, no effect," myself answered.
"I think I need some proof of all of this. How do I know I'm just not crazy?"
"You don't think the effect on the people you have been in contact with lately are sufficient. You need more?"
"Yeah, I do. I want another demonstration."
"Anyone specific?"
I had to pause and think about it. There were a lot of women I wanted to have sex with. But who did I want right now? I thought again of the neighbour lady, the trophy wife of a lawyer or something. Killer body with dynamite tits, big and firm. I knew as she often tanned poolside. My view was terrific especially when I used my binoculars to admire her.
I looked out the window to see if she was currently lying out in the summer sun. Damned if she wasn't there.
"Her," I said to myself, "I want her."
"Alright," I heard myself answer. "Get her attention."
Lifting the window, I stuck my head out and called to her. She looked puzzled for a moment or three, looking at me hanging out the window. She gave me a half wave before going into her house.
"I knew this was all bullshit. She's gone into her house."
"Patience is required."
A few minutes later, I heard our doorbell ring. Mom must have been downstairs as she quickly yelled up that Mrs. Troy needed to see me about something. I told her to send the woman up to my room. Neither woman objected.
When Mrs. Troy walked into my room she was still wearing the almost micro bikini she tanned in. She had slipped an almost transparent wrap around her before she came to the house.
The woman was fantastically attractive. My eyes glued themselves to her tits. With no prompting from me, she let the wrap fall to her feet. The bikini top followed immediately. In mere moments, I was tit fucking the trophy wife from next door.
Life was grand.The Ring of Truth Ch. 04
Mom and me in a threesome.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
If anyone should discover such a ring, I could be convinced to buy it.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
When Mrs. Troy walked into my room she was still wearing the almost micro bikini she tanned in. She had slipped an almost transparent wrap around her before she came to the house.
The woman was fantastically attractive. My eyes glued themselves to her tits. With no prompting from me, she let the wrap fall to her feet. The bikini top followed immediately. In mere moments, I was tit fucking the trophy wife from next door.
Life was grand.
Unfortunately, the next day was a school day and despite the newly established limits to our relationship, Mom was not about to let me skip classes. Hmmm...maybe with the ring?
Deciding that I could use a break from all the sex of the past couple days anyway, my cock was somewhat sore, I went to school with the ring in my pocket. I needed to give that ring some more thought. The ring and its magical powers.
I wasn't sure at this point if there was any truth to the story told by the djinn or was I simply losing it. Being crazy seemed to be easiest possibility. Teenage hormones or something.
But, I had experienced sex with all of those women. Wouldn't that make the djinn's story true? Unless I had just imagined it. Was it maybe just a dream? Or a series of dreams? I had wet dreams before, of course... what teenage virgin doesn't? But, these dreams were so vivid, so...I don't know what.
Sitting in my class, surrounded by my fellow students, and waiting for the teacher to arrive, my mind reviewed all the details of my weekend experiences. Of course, I was becoming hard as I thought about the women trying to decide which experience was my favourite.
The winner, of course, was Mom. I had been jerking off to thoughts of fucking her for years and had finally achieved the goal. The goal that most teenaged sons secretly desire.
My cock was again rock hard as I thought about the time spent with Mom. There was a momentary hiccup in my contemplation though as I remembered that she had not been as content with the interactions as I. In fact, she was clearly upset, even angry, at the realization she had experienced incestuous sex with her son.
Wondering what that would mean for our long term relationship, my attention was diverted from my reverie by the arrival of my teacher. To this point in time, Ms. Walker had been my second most masturbatory fantasy.
Ms. Walker, tall, thin, auburn shoulder length hair, big boobs, long sexy legs, and a fairly homely face. The gods had not treated her fairly when dispensing physical attributes. There was not anything that a good plastic surgeon could not fix. In my fantasies, I avoided her nose and prominent chin, of course.
Today she was wearing a very tight skirt that hung to below her knees. Ms. Walker must have been wearing stockings as there was a sheen to her long legs. The white top she had on hugged her breasts. I didn't know how big they were but they were certainly large.
With the thought of sex again on my mind, I found myself forced to wonder if these fantasies could also be realized. Could I really fuck my teacher?
Not at school naturally. How inventive would I have to be to get her somewhere else? Maybe at her place? Did she have a boyfriend though? Would we be interrupted at her house? Maybe she didn't live alone. Hmmm...
My house! Could the ring be used to have her come to my house? Of course, it could. Look at what happened with Ms. Maria and her daughter, Tatiana. Getting her to my house would not be a problem.
Problem? Shit, Mom would be a problem. There was no way Mom would allow the hot bodied teacher to spend time in my bedroom. Getting Mom to leave the house would be extremely difficult though and she did not have any set routines when I knew she would be away.
Could the djinn give me any hints? Could it do something to make this happen successfully? Only one way to find. No one in the classroom paid any attention to my almost frantic grabbing at the ring in my pocket. I slipped it on to my finger.
The djinn immediately greeted me. I don't understand how but I felt he was gazing over the class appraising the potential for sexual play. He appeared to only give Ms. Walker a passing thought, zeroing in on Jennifer, a blue eyed, blonde cheerleader with a good handful of breasts.
She was definitely hot but way out of my league. Holy shit! What was I thinking? No one was out of my league anymore. I had to keep reminding myself of that.
"She would make a perfect treat for you, Master," said the genie, still chuckling.
"She would," I agreed, "but my teacher has my attention right now."
"The teacher is so homely though," said the djinn with a chuckle accompanying the voice in my head.
"I want her," I said. "How can you make that happen for me?"
"Do you desire her right here and now? I can do that for you."
"No!" I exclaimed. Here and now? In front of the whole class? I don't think so.
"I want her to come to my house," I explained.
"But I don't know what to do about my mother. She would object obviously," I said.
The djinn replied, "I can make sure she has no objections, Master if this is your wish."
"I wish."
"This evening then," it said.
The rest of the school day passed by agonizingly slowly. There was no way I could rid myself of my high expectations for after school. My cock was hard all day long and it was difficult to keep hidden. And, the ring was burning away on my finger.
Not soon enough, I was home. There was no sign of Mom so I assumed that the djinn had managed to get her out of the house for my "date".
After running upstairs to change into sweatpants, without underwear, I plopped myself down on the couch in the livingroom. I felt exhausted. The constant erection and the stress of hiding it had tired me out.
But, I was still hard. I leaned my head back against the couch, my mind wandering across the various sexual episodes of the past few days. I guess it was just natural that I began to grip and squeeze my hard on through my jeans.
It also seemed natural enough to pull my pants down freeing my cock. After giving it an admiring glance, I took it in hand and began to slowly jerk off to the pictures in my mind. Having spent all day in a tumescent state, I could feel myself moving towards ejaculation.
Still with my eyes closed, I squeezed my dick as hard as I could in an attempt to keep myself from coming. If that had not been sufficient, the scream did it.
Mom had come into the room unnoticed by me. Seeing her teenaged son sprawled on the couch masturbating had caused her reaction.
I started to blush remembering my thoughts about her earlier in the day. My mom was a sexy attractive MILF standing about five foot one and weighing, I knew, about a hundred and ten pounds. She had nice large B cups boobs. Large for her stature. They even seemed a little larger on her small frame.
She had beautiful, deep blue eyes that I found very inviting. Mom didn't wear a lot of makeup but when she did, her eyes looked sooo sexy. Something else she didn't do often was wear any of her short skirts or lingerie around the house. Stilettoes, seldom worn, gave her legs and bum that extra sexual appeal. I imagined.
"Rick! What the hell do you think you are doing?" she demanded.
I didn't know how to answer. Of course, it was obvious what I was doing. A smart assed answer didn't seem the right course of action though. We had already explored each other sexually yet I was still taken aback. I could not fathom what kind of response would be adequate.
Mom stood rock still for a few moments giving me a good, long look at her. She was wearing a tight tank top and ass hugging shorts. Finally, she moved. Closer to me, almost sauntering.
Mom took a seat beside me on the couch. Eying my now deflated cock, she reached a hand out to grasp it.
"You do not need to do this when Mommy is home, Rick."
"I don't?" I stammered.
"No, Mommy will take care of you and your beautiful cock."
With those words and her hand on my dick, my hard on began to grow again. Mom leaned towards me, putting her lips on offer for me. I never knew my mother was such a good kisser. Not that the kisses she was giving me were typical mother son kisses. Last night's French kisses seemed to have made us more comfortable with each other's mouths.
These kisses were soft and invited more. Mom captured my bottom lip between her teeth and tugged gently on it. In a few moments more, my mother's tongue was at my lips trying to slither its way into my mouth.
I opened my mouth allowing our tongues to twizzle around each other. I could feel her tongue pushing at the inside of my cheek. Her hand was stroking my cock slowly and sensuously.
As good as she was a kisser, I wanted more. I wanted to feel her tongue on my cock. Mom did not disappoint me. She broke away from our kisses, fell to her knees beside me, and began to lick her way up my cock and down again. She had one hand on me holding my hard prick in place while her other hand was cupping my balls, squeezing gently.
Still unsure of myself, I could not figure out how I should react. I had watched a lot of porn videos online but wondered if pushing on the back of her head forcing my cock further into her mouth would be appropriate. Until now, Mom had been the leader.
I sat there motionless, my arms limply at my side. I wanted to touch Mom's incredible body. Yet I still wanted her hands and tongue on my dick. I wanted a blow job from my beautiful mother. I wanted my hands to roam all across her body.
In my mind, I heard the djinn chortling. He was obviously amused at my mental dilemma. What an ass.
I took his laughter as a hint and tugged on my mother's shoulder. With no further direction than that, Mom was soon laying across my lap, my cock buried to its full length in her mouth. As she sucked, I fondled her ass. Mom's bum had always been a fantasy of mine and now I was finally realizing it. It was so hard and firm.
I slid my hands under the waistband of her shorts so as to make skin to skin contact. My mother's shorts were so tight it was not simple to get my hand under the waistband. By the time I was fully engaged with my hand on her ass, the clasp of her shorts had burst open and the pants were halfway down her butt.
Mom was not simply giving me a blowjob. Even with my limited experience, I knew this was more. In fact, it was almost like she was worshipping my dick. No, loving my prick in her sucking mouth. She was taking her time, sensuously licking from the root to the tip, leaving mouth open, soft lipped kisses on the crown at the end of every upstroke.
I can't say I was as gentle with Mom as she was with me. I was too anxious. I let my hand grab her ass and squeeze it hard, even digging my nails into her closest cheek. I was a little hesitant but I slid my index finger up and down the crack of Mom's ass.
We were getting comfortable with our activities when the doorbell rang. I was startled at the intrusion but it was like Mom was scared. She leaped to her feet and pulled her pants up before striding towards the door and its offending bell.
Waiting for Mom to return, I tucked my cock back inside my seats. I heard the murmur of Mom's voice at the door and another familiar one as well. I had been so involved in Mom's cocksucking skills that it had slipped my mind Ms. Walker was coming over.
Once again, that damned djinn chortled in my head. He was fast becoming a pain in the ass.
Mom returned to the livingroom, Ms. Walker following. I noticed that in her haste to answer the door, Mom had pulled up her shorts but had neglected to close the snap. Her fly was gaping wide open, her panties bunched up, and part of her landing strip was showing.
I didn't know what to do when Mom sat down beside me and Ms. Walker sat on the loveseat opposite us. I had the djinn work his magic to get my teacher here but Mom was making no moves towards leaving us alone.
In my mind I questioned the genie.
"What are you doing? Mom is still here."
"Just chill, young master," said the djinn. Obviously he had a source for increasing his vocabulary to current times.
Having offered refreshments and been refused, Mom asked Ms. Walker the purpose of her visit. The long legged teacher, uncrossed and crossed her legs again. The elastic bands of her stockings were now showing. It was a terrifically sexy sight.
"Of course, I wanted to speak to you about Rick," began Ms. Walker.
"Has he done something wrong at school?" asked my mother.
"Not wrong, per se," Ms. Walker responded.
"What then?" asked Mom.
Ms. Walker uncrossed her legs again, leaving them slightly apart before crossing them again. Every time she crossed and uncrossed her legs, the tight black skirt would inch its way up her legs. Naturally enough, knowing that once Mom was out of the way, I would be enjoying this mature body was enough to give me a hard on.
I really wanted to reach down and squeeze my cock, it was straining so hard that it almost hurt. Looking down, I could see that it was tenting out my sweats. Surreptitiously as possible, I adjusted myself so that my prick was lying along my leg. Mom seemed to have noticed its condition as well. She lay her hand on my thigh and patted it gently.
Ms. Walker continued, "Rick seems to be very distracted during my classes."
Mom responded, "That's not very good. Rick, you need to stay focussed, you know that."
I nodded my head in response as Mom moved her hand beginning to rub my leg, from my knee to the tip of my shaft. She started at the knee and stroked upwards. I did not think my cock could get any harder but it was still hardening even more.
"Yes," said Ms. Walker, "he needs to focus but on the right things."
Mom's hand was sliding closer and closer to my cock head with each stroke. I'm sure my mouth must have been hanging open in shock that she would be so bold with my teacher sitting right there.
"You're right," she agreed with the teacher.
"Are you saying he is focussed but on the wrong things?"
Mom lifted her hand for a moment before laying it back down directly on my cock.
"Yes, Rick is definitely focused on something but not necessarily the wrong thing."
"Oh," said Mom as she gave my hard on a squeeze.
"What is he focused on then?" Another squeeze.
"Well," said Ms. Walker, "as a matter of fact, I am his focus."
Mom continued to squeeze to squeeze my now leaking prick as she looked over the teacher, obviously checking out her body.
"I would think that is natural enough," she said to my teacher. "You are a very attractive woman. I'm sure all the boys must check you out in class."
I was relieved when Mom let go of my dick. But, I was shocked when she slid the hand under my waistband and took hold of my throbbing rod yet again. I did not have a clue as to what was going on in her mind. It was so obvious Ms. Walker couldn't help but realize what was going on right in front of her.
Again the fricken djinn laughed in my head. Asshole genie.
"Well," began the teacher.
Mom interrupted her.
"Stand up and let me see what my son is so focused on," she commanded.
Much to my surprise, my teacher stood up in front of us. She was wearing the same outfit as in class earlier. She had obviously come directly from school. I think she must have changed shoes though as I did not recall her wearing red four inch stilettoes.
"Let me see the back," ordered Mom. "Turn around."
As my teacher spun around to show us her body from the rear, Mom let go of my dick in order, with her other hand helping, to pull my sweats down.
By this time, the almost hysterical laughing in my head clued me in that this was all the brainchild of my demented djinn. I loved that guy.
Ms. Walker was still standing with her back to us. The skirt she was wearing did a simply amazing job hugging her ass and showing off its perfection. She glanced over her shoulder at us to be greeted by the sight of a mother jerking off her son very slowly.
"Very, very, nice, Ms. Walker. I certainly see what all the boys like about your class." Slowly, almost as a tease, Mom continued to rub up and down my cock.
"Rick, what do you like best? Her ass or her tits?"
Ms. Walker placed a hand on her bum before looking to me for my response.
"I'm not sure, Mom," I replied sincerely. "It's a tough choice."
Ms. Walker placed both hands on her ass grabbing fistfuls. I was certainly enjoying the thoughts of my hands replacing hers on that hard muscled ass. Without anyone saying a word, my sexpot of a teacher began twerking. I've seen better online but this was my first exposure to it in person.
Mom seemed to offer her very definitive approval of my teacher's rear end. Leaving my cock alone, she took to her feet approaching the woman. Ms. Walker stopped her twerking once Mom put her hand on the sexy, heart shaped ass wrapped up by the tight skirt.
Gripping the hem with both her hands, Mom pulled the skirt upwards until Ms. Walker's panties were in my view. She kept trying to pull it up further but the skirt was too tight. Mom tugged and pulled on it until the zipper gave out. With a wriggle, Ms. Walker's now loosened skirt slid down to the floor showing off the teacher's tiny crimson panties and garter belt.
"That's better," said Mom, "we can get a better look now. Rick, what do you think of her ass now?"
"Mom, her ass is wonderful."
Ms. Walker, standing there with legs spread, both hands on her cheeks, looked over her shoulder at me and smiled. Mom took her place on the couch beside me again. With no hesitation, she had her hand on my dick again.
"Ms. Walker," began Mom, "I think Rick should see your tits now."
Her smile widened further as Ms. Walker spun around on one heel to face me. Shimmying and shaking, legs widespread, my teacher teased Mom and I both by unbuttoning the top one by one. In a moment, I was looking into her cleavage.
Ms. Walker leaned in our direction to show off the view. Putting both hands on her tits, she pushed and pulled her tits, teasing us even more. Mom's grip tightened on my dick yet she still jerked me off slowly. With the visual and manual stimulation, I am not sure how long it would be until I would cum.
Back to undoing her buttons, Ms. Walker's blouse was soon hanging wide open. The woman was such a tease! She allowed her top to slide off her shoulders and to the floor. She cupped her hands around her large, firm tits somewhat obscuring my view.
I knew I would be discharging my fluids shortly. I could feel the sperm churning in my balls. Pre-cum was oozing out of the tip. Mom leaned down to lick it up.
Mom knew her son was getting set to blast off. She tightened her grip as much as she could in order to choke off the flow. Mom really knew how to handle a guy's cock. I didn't know she had that ability in her.
"Ms. Walker, please join us over here," Mom directed the sexy teacher until she was sitting sideways on my lap with one arm around me leaning on the couch arm. Mom was still sitting so close to me that she was able to take Ms. Walker's other hand placing it on her own shoulder.
"Rick, I think you should kiss Ms. Walker, welcoming her to our home."
Welcoming her? Hell, yeah. I leaned forward into Ms. Walker's body only to get nervous at the last moment. Instead of a deep, lingering kiss, it was really just a peck on her lips.
Mom tsk tsked me. "Ricky, kiss her like you mean it. Kiss her like you kiss me."
Mom guided my head forward until our lips were touching. Even though I was still unsure of what was happening, Ms. Walker did not hesitate. Her mouth opened almost immediately allowing her tongue to bully its way past my lips.
French kissing my big boobed teacher had not been one of my fantasies but it should have been. Ms. Walker was an awesome kisser. With her tongue in my mouth, she duelled with my tongue, pushing it to and fro within the confines of my lips. I could feel the saliva building up in our mouths as we continued to kiss.
Mom was not going to be left out. She leaned in closely to us in order to begin licking and kissing around the joining of our two mouths.
Mum took my hand and placed it on Ms. Walker's tit. Instinctually I closed my fingers around it. Her tits were ever so hard and firm. The longer we made out, the more I tightened and released my hand holding her boob.
But my mother had ideas of her own as to how we were to proceed. On her knees she leaned over me. Mom directed my lips down to the teacher's tits. She pushed my mouth tight against those beauties still hidden behind the crimson bra.
Mom's mouth replaced mine on Ms. Walker's lips. The teacher voiced no objection as they pushed their heads together tightly. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see their jaws clenching and releasing as I turned back to the tits under me.
Remembering my lessons in porn from the internet, I used my lips and teeth to nibble on Ms. Walker's abundance. My tongue licked its way into her cleavage as deep as I could stretch it. Feeling her nipples rocking into the palm of my hand, I found them through the material of her bra with my teeth in order to bite them. I forced as much of her tits into my mouth as I could while the two women continued their make out session.
Mom did not seem to be content with making out with my teacher. Her hand joined mine on Ms. Walker's tit. Ever the mother, she served as a further guide in this endeavour of mine. Her hand led mine from one tit to the other while continuing exchanging French kisses with Ms. Walker.
I guess I could have taken over and done my own thing any time I wanted. But a huge part of me was getting off on the concept that Mom was leading me, guiding me to my goal with Ms. Walker. Plus there was the fact that watching lesbian porn had always fascinated me. By that, I do mean that watching two women, soft and seductive, had really cranked my cock.
I wanted Mom to remove Ms. Walker's bra for me. She did not disappoint. Her arms slid down my teacher's shoulders, snaked under her arms, and unclasped the bra freeing those most amazing tits. I may have been rendered speechless but my mouth and hands were not rendered immobile.
Those beautiful D cup boobs drew me in without hesitation. My lips and teeth went immediately to my teacher's nipples. Her areolae were big, perhaps the size of a Canadian dollar coin. The nipples, seemed to be an inch long, thick and hard, inviting me to suck and nibble on them. I could not ignore that invitation.
While using my mouth on them, my hands were battling with my mother's hands for total boob domination. Mom did not seem to mind my mouth on those large, exciting tits but for some reason didn't want my hands on them. I could feel Mom's growing irritation as her hands slapped at mine, pushing mine out of the way.
Deciding that surrender in this instance was a better idea than battling further, I pulled my hands away from Ms. Walker. Mom conceded the win to me by pushing my head even tighter to the teacher's tits with one hand and continued to fondle and caress the boob flesh not in my mouth.
My cock was so hard that it was almost hurting. Feeling the sperm boiling and bubbling away in my balls led me to know that my time was almost up. I was going to launch a load of sperm before much more time had passed. Knowing I could not help myself, my mind began to decide the how and where of my upcoming ejaculation.
Deciding on my course of action, I released the nipple I was currently chewing on. Still reaching over me, Mom took full advantage of my lull by leaning closer in order to put her mouth on the amazing nipples.
Grabbing one of Mom's hands I placed it back on my attention demanding cock. Without any sort of hesitation, Mom gripped my cock, beginning to stroke it slowly. Using my hand as a guide this time, I indicated to Mom that I wanted her to speed up. There was no way I was going to be able to postpone my ejaculation much longer.
As mom sped up her hand motions on my cock, I knew no further postponement was possible. I knew how, actually where, I wanted my cum to hit. I pushed Mom's head down flush with the teacher's beckoning tits and my load blew.
Ropes of cum sprayed Mom's face and the tits under it. Both my teacher's tits and Mum's face received rope after rope of my sperm. I kept on letting it out much further, much stronger, in much more volume than I had ever before. Finally, completely spent, I sagged back against the couch supporting me.
I may have been done but the women were not. There was no hesitation in either of them. Mom had cum sliding down her face. Ms. Walker reached up with two fingers in order to catch it and suck it off her fingers. Mum watched her with a huge grin on her face. Then she began to lick my cum off the breasts she had been nuzzling until then. Both women seemed to be enjoying themselves, savouring the taste of my cum.
The picture of the two in front of me kept me somewhat hard. Despite the huge flood of cum that had just erupted from my balls, I didn't seem to be completely out of juice. Instead, I could feel my cock hardening as it seemed to be demanding a pussy or a mouth.
Again, the djinn chuckled in my head. I knew he was responsible for my ability to deliver more cock to my two willing participants. Gawd, I had to love that guy.
"Mom," I began, "I want you to get Ms. Walker ready for me to fuck."
I had never spoken to my mother like this before so the second part of my sentence came out sounding hesitant. Mom showed no adverse reaction though. She moved into action right away.
Mom tugged, pushed and pulled the teacher until she was satisfied with the positioning. My mother had chosen the reverse cowgirl for my first fucking of this homely beauty. Why did Mom want Ms. Walker's back to me? Was it because Mom had recognized that her body was much better than her face? Not that it took much weighing of that decision.
With her legs outside of mine and straddling me, my teacher leveraged herself up enough that Mom was able to slide my rock hard cock into that tight wet pussy. Once the tip of my cock was at her opening, Ms. Walker let herself fall back enveloping me wholly.
It only took seconds before Mom revealed why she had chosen the reverse cowgirl position for my teacher and my first fuck. Mom was completely invested in the course of action as demonstrated by her tongue licking up my shaft to Ms. Walker's wet pussy and down again.
Mom timed her licking so she was able to focus on Ms. Walker's labia and clit when I was fully buried in that pussy. She would then lick my shaft as it withdrew. Cock, clit, cock, clit. The feeling of Mom's tongue on my cock while I was fucking someone else spurred me into faster action.
There was no telling whether Ms. Walker liked my cock fucking her better than Mom sucking her clit. Either way, she was making enough noise to drown out the TV still playing in the background. My teacher seemed to have lost the power of speech as few words were coming out. Just little shrieks and yikes growing in volume.
My cock was abandoned. Looking over Ms. Walker's shoulder I was able to see that Mom had moved on to the big boobs provided by my teacher. It seemed the teacher did not need Mom's helping tongue on her clit anymore. Ms. Walker was going to cum soon enough. According to the increasing volume of her shrieks, anyway.
Again, Mom changed up her game. She had one hand on one tit with one set of lips working over the boob not in her hand. She was using her other hand to gently squeeze my balls.
"Rick, are you going to cum soon?" asked Mom, taking a break from her nipple sucking.
I grunted out a response.
"Ms. Walker is loving your cock inside her pussy," said Mom.
Again, a grunted response.
Ms. Walker was getting very close. Grunting herself, her shrieks leaving her breathless, I pushed into her pussy as hard as I could.
"I want you to cum, Ricky," said Mom. "I want you to cum for Mommy."
Hearing those words from my mother's mouth urged me on even further. I could feel my balls tightening as I fucked my teacher.
"I want your sperm, Ricky. I am going to suck your cum out of this pretty pussy you are fucking."
That was it, I couldn't hold back any longer. I began to gush into Ms. Walker's tightening pussy. As the first rope erupted into her, the teacher reached her own pinnacle. All three of our voices combined to approve Ms. Walker's orgasm and my own.
I was exhausted. I lay back against the couch. Ms. Walker sagged onto the arm of the couch. In a moment, I realized my mother was not done with us.
She eased my cock out of Ms. Walker's cunt. Mom caught the cum with her hand that dripped out with my cock emerging. She took my cock into her mouth, giving me a quick suck. But, she saved most of her energy for Ms. Walker.
"Ricky, get up," commanded Mom. I want to suck your cum out of this pussy."
This was something I wanted to see. I slid out from under my teacher allowing Mom to gain entrance with her tongue. Mom dove right in. Despite the many hours of jerking off thinking of my mother, I had never imagined I would ever see her on her knees sucking my cum out of a cunt I had just finished fucking.
Yet here I was watching Mom do exactly that. Ms. Walker was starting her trilling noises again. The woman was loud. Watching my Mom tonguing the woman who was doing her best to push her pussy as tight into Mom's as possible while squeezing her tits was a huge turn on for me.
I did the only thing I could possibly do under the circumstances. With my rigid shaft leading the way, took to my knees behind my mother's lush and beautiful ass. I tried to bully my way into Mom's cunt. The tip of my cock slapped its way all around but did not gain entrance. Fortunately, Mom gave me a helping hand.
Her hand directed my dick to the drooling wet pussy opening. I was not interested in any foreplay, of course. Ramming my shaft into her as deep as I could reach until my balls were slapping against Mom's thighs.
She screamed out her pleasure at my rude taking of her cunt. I thrust in and out in time with Mom pushing back against me. Mom's noises were becoming loud enough to rival Ms. Walkers groans and shrieks.
I had to make noise of my own. As it became apparent that Mom was being successful in driving my teacher to another orgasm, her pussy tightened its hold on my cock.
"Mom! Mom! Mooooooom!" I yelled out as my shaft started shooting a gusher of cum into her cunt.
Mom yelled out her pleasure, still with a tight grip on my cock. In a moment, all three of us collapsed exhausted on the couch, the floor, and each other.
I lay there almost senseless until the sound of the ringing doorbell brought me back to consciousness. I did not have enough energy to move, laying there and ignoring it.
My attention was dragged back to reality though when a strange voice cried out, "Oh my gawd!".
Standing in front of us was the cheerleader from class. Jennifer's mouth was all agog as she contemplated the scene in front of her.
The djinn began to laugh uproariously. Damn that guy.The Ring of Truth Ch. 05
My time with Mom has two more lovers.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
If anyone should discover such a ring, I could be convinced to buy it.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
I lay there almost senseless until the sound of the ringing doorbell brought me back to consciousness. I did not have enough energy to move, laying there and ignoring it.
My attention was dragged back to reality though when a strange voice cried out, "Oh my gawd!"
Standing in front of us was the cheerleader from class. Jennifer's mouth was all agog as she contemplated the scene in front of her.
The laughter in my head told me the damned genie had done it to me again.
Earlier at school, when I slipped the ring on in order to have the djinn arrange my "date" with Ms. Walker, he indicated I was making the wrong choice. He felt I should be with Jennifer instead. Since I stayed loyal to my masturbatory fantasies about Ms. Walker, he obviously had arranged for me to have both.
The bastard! LOL.
Jennifer must have had cheer practice after school since she was still wearing her uniform. It fit her so well, it must have been tailored to fit her body. The tight spandex top cleaved unto her wonderful C cup tits. I couldn't see her ass yet but the uniform certainly highlighted her long legs allowing me to see her from mid-thigh down to her high heels. Definitely not cheerleader shoes.
Jennifer seemed to be fighting for words. I could see her lips moving but no sounds were coming out. Her deep blue eyes looked to be on the verge of popping out of her skull.
Much to my surprise, Jennifer was not staring at either Mom or me. Her gaze was locked onto Ms. Walker, our teacher. Ms. Walker was sprawled on the couch, one leg on the floor and the other stretched out. Although there was none of my cum to leak out of her pussy thanks to Mum, her cunt was still wet.
With her nudity and that freshly fucked look on her face, there was no doubting what had occurred in that room. Jennifer's head began to swivel as she looked at both Mom and I and back to Ms. Walker.
Finally, her voice box started working.
"Chelsea!" she exclaimed, "what the hell is going on here?"
Ms. Walker, obviously Chelsea was her first name, looked back at the sexy cheerleader saying nothing in return.
"I thought we were in a committed relationship! You're cheating on me!" said Jennifer.
There was that fricken laughter again. I don't know if the damned djinn knew about this but the asshole was obviously enjoying the complication. I was amused by it as well if truth be told.
Ms. Walker, Chelsea, slowly pulled herself together enough to stand up. Jennifer was wailing away at our teacher, her lover. Chelsea looked wobbly on her four inch stilettoes. Her high heels definitely accented her naked ass, pushing it out prominently.
Almost staggering to the teenager, with hips swaying, Chelsea approached Jennifer before taking her in her arms.
"Shhh," she consoled the wailing cheerleader. "It's alright, my darling," cooed Chelsea.
The volume lowered yet the wailing continued.
"Baby, I love you," said Chelsea with her arms around the crying girl. Again the volume dropped but the sniffling and snuffling was becoming quite annoying.
"Why are you here with these people?" stammered the young girl.
"I just want to expand our horizons," said Chelsea, pulling Jennifer in for a tight embrace.
"Expand our horizons?" she stammered.
Turning them both to the side so they could see us, Chelsea said, "You have so much to learn and these people can help us."
With that Chelsea began to nuzzle Jennifer's neck. Jennifer must have been in a forgiving mood as the annoying noise stopped and she returned our teacher's embrace.
"You have only experienced girls and women, my love. I want to be here with you for your first man."
"Say what?" I thought to myself, "She's never been with a guy before?"
Chelsea continued to nuzzle Jennifer's neck. I could hear smacking sounds as she kissed the cheerleaders neck and shoulder. I really wanted to see where this was going to go.
Mom did too. She was obviously being turned on by the scene in front of her. Mom was rubbing and caressing her boobs while watching.
Chelsea moved her lips to Jennifer's mouth. My line of sight was great as I could see their jaws clenching and releasing as well as the bulges created by thrusting tongues hitting cheeks.
I surmised Jennifer was becoming more and more forgiving as her hands roamed our teacher's back. Chelsea, in turn, had moved her hands down Jennifer's back and was now clasping the girl's ass. Although still covered by her short skirt, Chelsea's hands moulding the skirt to the ass proved how enticing it was, firm and hard.
Sitting on the floor was beginning to be a pain in the ass, literally, so I moved to the couch. Seeing where I was going, all three women moved to accommodate me. Mom scooted back between my legs while the kissing paused couple moved a little closer, still giving me the side on view.
As they returned to their deep soul kisses, I leaned over so that I was able to place my hands on my mom's naked tits. Her hardened nipples stabbed at my palms. Lazily, I caressed my mother's beautiful tits.
Although I was occupied with my mother's boobs, my focus was not all on her. Neither was it on Chelsea. My focus was on Jennifer, the only clothed person in the room. That was going to have to change.
As if reading my thoughts, more likely the genie's thoughts, Chelsea moved her body behind the cheerleader. Still kissing the girl, Chelsea moved her hands all over the body in front of her, moulding the uniform to her tits and legs.
In the past, I had looked Jennifer over from time to time in the school cafeteria or the hallways. I had not wanted to be obvious about it nor was I particularly interested since I felt getting with her was somewhere between no way and impossible. She could have her choice of any guy in the school. I most certainly wasn't in her league.
Today was a new day in the grand and wonderful universe of the Rick, lol. Not only did I want Jennifer, she was mine for the taking. I could be as obvious about lusting after her as I wanted. There was no need to hide anything.
Actually, the only thing I was hiding at the moment was my recently revived cock. It was still hidden as it lay up against the back of my mother's head. Jennifer's eyes kept moving side to side as if she were looking for it. I now knew she had never been with a guy but hadn't she seen a cock before? Would mine be her first seen as well?
Obeying some unspoken instructions, Mom moved slightly to my right unveiling my cock for Jennifer's questing blue eyes. Maybe I was her first since her eyes widened when she first saw my dick flapping. Or maybe it was just the circumstances.
Mom put her hand on my dick, her son's dick, squeezing it lightly. She leaned over to give it a small kiss. Naturally enough, it hardened even more.
By this time, my patience was coming to an end. The teacher and student were still in their back to front embrace. The teacher was still kissing her student's neck and shoulders while running her hands over the girl's body.
The body that I wanted to see. In its entirety. Naked. My mind flashed to a quick picture of Jennifer on a stripper pole. The thought must have hit both women at the same time.
Jennifer's hips began to sway. Chelsea loosened her body grip on her girlfriend, hands lightly clasped on her hips. Instead of Chelsea running her hands across the soon to be revealed body, Jennifer was doing it to herself.
Her entire body began to sway hypnotically, gyrating in time to some tune in her head unheard by the rest of us. Jennifer lifted her arms over her head gently moving them side to side.
For the first time ever, I had a good leisurely look at her face. Her eyes as mentioned before were a dark blue highlighted by eye shadow and messy eyeliner from her tears earlier. Her lips were full and bow shaped with a light touching of lip gloss. Man, she was so cute, beautiful in fact. Just then, her tongue slipped out to moisten her lips.
The dancing continued with Jennifer using our teacher as her stripper pole. I didn't know that she was really an accomplished dancer. I guess that helped her with her work on the cheer squad.
Facing towards Chelsea, our sexy little dancer, pushed against her, sliding her body down Chelsea's torso, past the huge boobs, and right down Chelsea's long legs. This was extremely sexy especially since the lower Jennifer went, the more her strong, firm ass stuck out. In moments I was seeing Jennifer's panties arched out under her short skirt.
Just as sensuously, Jennifer slid her body up our teacher. Once standing at full height, she pulled Chelsea in for a long, deep kiss. Chelsea's hands immediately visited the dancing cheeks, sliding under her skirt, pulling it up to show off Jennifer's high cut panties with much of her ass flesh hanging out.
Breaking the kisses, Jennifer danced her away around our teacher's body until she was standing directly behind Chelsea. I could just see parts of her body swaying out from side to side of the sexy obstacle. Sheesh, I never would have thought of a gorgeous nude woman as an obstacle before this.
Over Chelsea's shoulders, I could see arms waving in time with the still unheard by us music. Slowly they dropped down until Jennifer reached around the older woman in order to grasp her breasts. Calmly, she ran her hands across Chelsea's torso making sure they never blocked my view of those magnificent D cups.
The waving and swaying was quite hypnotic, I couldn't tear my eyes away. I knew Jennifer was going to put her hands on Chelsea's tits at some point. But when?
She kept coming close yet her hands never quite touched the tits. Jennifer ran her hands up and down the sides and even through her cleavage. Jennifer was definitely teasing us with her lover's body.
Eventually she came to a conclusion of the teasing. I have no idea how long this erotic dance lasted as I could not tear my eyes away from the two women nor did I really care. The dance was too erotic for any extraneous thoughts like how much time was being used.
Using just her fingertips, Jennifer traced around and around our teacher's boobs before drifting them across the tit flesh to Chelsea's nipples. Her fingers traced circles around Chelsea's areolae in an inward spiral. Finally, oh finally, her fingers were on Chelsea's nipples. Jennifer pinched them and pulled on them. She was lifting her heavy tits up and outwards by the nipples.
Chelsea had not been motionless all this time. Her hands were behind her, pulling Jennifer tighter to her own body. As her arms shifted up and down, I could only imagine she was pawing the cheerleader's ass. An ass that I was getting very impatient to see.
I guess Mom was losing patience with the exhibition as I had completely ignored her for the last while. She grabbed my hands, forcing them to close around her magnificent tits. Although Mom's boobs were not huge, just a large B cup, they were firm and eminently squeezable.
With one hand guiding my own, she wrapped her fingers on the other hand around my distinctly hard cock. Now in a teasing mode herself, my mother gently squeezed my hardness while running her hand up and down the shaft. My mother had my attention right then and there. Holding my attention was going to be another matter though.
While I was distracted, Jennifer had swung around to the front of Chelsea with her back pressed up against the teacher. She had continued swaying while already pulling her uniform top upwards far enough that I could see her cute little belly button.
Chelsea reached to the sides pulling the top up further and further. In a moment I was treated to the view of Jennifer's C cup tits hidden behind a sports bra. Before I could get too disappointed though, Chelsea whipped the uniform top up and off. Jennifer played with her own boobs until Chelsea also had that off her.
I must say, I liked the tune Jennifer's mind was playing in her own ears. I wished I could hear it though as it was inspiring a very sensuous and erotic dance. Most of Jennifer's generous tits were covered by her hands except for when she would spread her fingers wide tantalizing me with brief glimpses of her thick nipples standing out proudly.
Chelsea helped some more, undoing the clasps on the cheerleader uniform bottom. Jennifer shimmied her way out of the short skirt allowing it to fall to the floor. She kicked it out of her way and stood, hips swaying, with my eyes dragged automatically to her camel toe. It was a glorious sight with her high cut panties hugging the lump of her protruding labia.
Chelsea's helping hands were still busy at work teasing their audience with her lover's body. She slid her hands down Jennifer's sides and onto her thighs. With fingers spread and arms in a v-shaped pose, Chelsea was framing my schoolmate's panty covered pussy. Sliding her fingers under the leg and pulling outwards, the crotch of Jennifer's panties pulled even tighter leaving only her pussy covered and labia unhidden.
Mom had stopped paying attention to me some time back in order to maintain her complete focus on our little cheerleader. The almost naked cheerleader smiling in our direction as she continued squeezing her breasts and pulling her nipples upwards.
Still directing the scenario, Chelsea moved her hands back behind Jennifer, giving her a pat on the ass, urging her to move closer to us. Jennifer seemed to be hesitant at first as she looked over at my achingly hard cock.
Chelsea, standing behind her must have sensed Jennifer's hesitation as one hand reached to her chin pushing it slightly to the side so Jennifer would focus on my mom's bare, enticing body with her magnificent tits. Smiling, Chelsea took a step forward. Mom lifted her arms inviting Jennifer to move closer.
With Mom's invitation and Chelsea's pushes on her ass, Jennifer moved towards us slowly. With every movement, her eyes would swivel away from Mom and to my cock. She became more nervous with each step.
"Mom, you go to her," I directed.
Without any hesitation on her part, my mother approached Jennifer. Arms still out in a welcoming fashion, Mom stepped right up to the girl clasping her body tight to her own. Both sets of breasts shoved together, they began to kiss. It started slowly, really just pecks on the lips.
As they continued though, the kisses became longer and tongues were involved. Soon enough they were exchanging long, deep soul kisses with hands clasped tightly on each other's asses. It was so erotic seeing Jennifer squeezing my mother's ass cheeks.
I guess at this point Chelsea decided Jennifer was in good hands, literally, as she moved out from behind my mother and cheerleader striding over to me. Very quickly, she had taken Mom's place beside me, leaning in for us to begin making out ourselves. Hands on cock, hands on tits, we French kissed with an amazing amount of passion.
Chelsea and I only broke apart when we realized each was moving their heads trying to see what the other two women were doing. I was surprised that they had swung around so Mom could see us. Jennifer's face was turned the other way.
This whole episode was about teasing, all about teasing me. There was no obvious collusion between the women so it had to be that shithead djinn. Yup, more chuckling in my head.
Mom spun themselves about in order to back Jennifer to the couch. The girl flopped down, legs widespread. Perfectly placed, Mom knelt down between them. No hesitating, Mom's lip's returned to her partner and her hands went to the fresh young tits. In order to make more room on the floor with Mom, Chelsea moved around to my other side.
Instead of continuing to make out with me, my teacher put her hand on my cock, leaned down, and began to kiss, wet juicy lip smacking kisses, up and down the shaft. I lay back with one hand resting on her head and the other on mom's protruding ass.
She ended her lip lock with Jennifer moving her lips to big, bouncy breasts. Mom had almost immediate results as determined by Jennifer's reaction. She pulled Mom's head as tight against her swollen tits as she could.
This move opened her sight lines to Chelsea and me particularly to my cock. I was trying to read her face, define her reaction to seeing my cock. I saw her eyes widen but did not know if it was because of my cock or what Chelsea was doing to it.
Chelsea must have been watching her as well. She reached over to Jennifer's closest arm. Unfortunately, she was not able at that moment to pull her close enough to reach my cock.
"Mom," I almost whispered.
My mother backed off from the boobs she was nuzzling to see what I wanted. With Chelsea tugging on Jennifer's hand, Mom realized right away what we were trying to do. Mom leaned back and pushed Jennifer gently to her side letting her lean on her elbow. Now, my cheerleader was able to reach far enough to touch my prick. If she wanted. She was very unsure of herself.
Mom approved of what we were attempting with Jennifer as she leaned over and without blocking Jennifer's view, she took my cock in hand pushing Chelsea's hand out of the way. Mom held my cock and flapped it against Chelsea's cheeks. My teacher, using only her mouth, captured my never flagging dick between her lips.
Jennifer's mouth was wide open. She was deciding she liked seeing her lover with my cock in her mouth. Mom returned her attention to our now favourite cheerleader. Her hands went to the waistband of the girl's panties in order to slide them down and off Jennifer's legs. Rather than any sort of process, and without looking away from my cock in Chelsea's mouth, lifted her ass enough for the panties to slide freely.
Mom wasted no time getting her face plastered between the young girl's legs flush to her pussy. We all heard a slight eek of excitement from Jennifer's mouth as mom's tongue must have reached her goal.
As Chelsea rose up and down on my cock, still holding Jennifer's hand, she pulled it towards my balls. Jennifer brooked no argument, either the sexual excitement in the air affecting her so much she was no longer afraid of my cock or she just wanted to give in to her curiosity.
Unfortunately, Jennifer made me squeal and jerk back as she squeezed my hairy nuts far too hard for comfort.
"Easy, girl," I almost whimpered.
Chelsea rectified the situation by grasping Jennifer's wrist and telling her to let go of my aching testicles.
"You need to be gentle, Honey," Chelsea said.
"You can squeeze but not too hard. Men are very susceptible to pain down there. Just cup them in your hand and bounce them gently."
Jennifer followed our teacher's instructions as if it were a school lesson.
"You can squeeze them, Jenn, just not tightly."
Jennifer followed the additional instructions as well. I almost shivered and pulled away before I realized she was doing well.
"If you hurt his balls, he will lose his erection, and I won't be able to do this."
Chelsea slid my pole into her mouth, swallowing me until my nuts and Jennifer's hand were against her chin. All this time, Mom was continuing to lick Jennifer's pussy. I could see her body tightening up as she appeared to be reaching an orgasm.
Acting quickly, I took Jennifer's hand off my balls. No repeat performances in the pain department for this cowboy.
Maybe my move allowed to Jennifer to relax or to focus within herself again since as soon as her hand left my balls, she went into an intense orgasm. Squeals of passion poured out of her mouth as the girl's body went into spasm. Her legs locked around Mom's head and if there was any breathing room in there, Jennifer removed it.
Chelsea and I both focussed completely on the orgasm beside us. Jennifer's legs loosened allowing Mom to come up for air.
"That was great, Mom!" I exclaimed. "You know exactly what to do with a pussy."
Jennifer was gasping for breath herself, unable to voice her own comments. Chelsea approved of my comments based on her nodding head and big grin.
Mom pulled away from Jennifer's crotch but slid a hand between onto the cheerleader's groin, rubbing her gently.
"Thank you, folks," said Mom sardonically. "Please stay around for the next show."
We all laughed, even Jennifer who was catching her breath, at Mom's wit.
Jennifer sat up on the couch as Mom moved away from her spread legs. Mom turned her attention back to her favourite son. She leaned over in order to take my cock back in her mouth. She was a wonderful cocksucker too, of course, but she didn't need me to tell her that.
Chelsea spoke to Jennifer, "Watch what she does, Jenn. See how she makes love to her son's big cock?"
Jennifer nodded watching closely. Mom swizzled her tongue around my cockhead. I simply lay back and enjoyed my mother's mouth on my dick. It had been a while in coming but I knew I needed to cum soon. Mom's mouth was as good a place as any to eject my load.
I know that was a less than loving thought but, in my defence, I was tired out. Our sexual play had been going on for hours and my cock had been hard pretty much all the way through it.
It was Chelsea who next surprised me. "Jennifer, honey, switch places with me."
Without hesitation, Jennifer almost jumped to her feet. Chelsea knelt behind my mother letting her hands go to Mom's boobs. Mom moaned her approval around my dick in her mouth.
Even though her hands were busy, it seemed Chelsea was going back into full teacher's mode.
"Jenn, see how she is doing that?" motioning towards Mom with her chin.
"I want you to suck Rick's cock just like his mother is doing."
"Mommabear, let Jennifer try."
With that I realized that Chelsea and Mom had never been officially introduced. Chelsea didn't know Mom's first name.
"Chelsea, this is my mother Dianna. Mom...Chelsea. That idiot was howling in laughter inside my head. Fricken djinn.
Anyway, back to the serious shit. Mom had taken my dick out of her mouth, still holding it in her hand.
"Take it, Jenn, take Rick's cock in your hand."
Shakily, the young girl followed the instruction.
"Now, squeeze it gently," said Chelsea.
Both my mom and my teacher watched closely to make sure the cheerleader didn't inflict any more pain on me. I smiled in appreciation of their concern for my most valuable possessions.
"While squeezing it gently, move your hand up and down slowly."
I imagine Jennifer received good grades in school as she followed directions so very well. Her hand, rubbing up and down, on my cock felt wonderful. Jennifer's slight hesitations only added to the experience.
"Squeeze just a little bit tighter, Honey. Not too hard though."
Jennifer nodded in compliance.
"Do you like that, Honey? Do you like Rick's hard on in your hand?"
Jennifer nodded this time in agreement.
"Now, what I would like you to do is just reach out with your tongue and touch it."
Jennifer's eyes almost popped out of her skull at these words. With obvious reluctance, she again complied with our teacher's instruction. Jennifer's tongue moved out of her mouth in a spear like form. She used just the tip to touch my tip.
"That was not so bad, was it?" asked Chelsea. "Now let your tongue unfold and give his cock a lick, honey. Go ahead," she said as the student hesitated.
Very softly and tentatively, Jennifer placed her tongue on my dick and as per her instructions gave it a little lick before backing off. After everything we had gone through had left her nonplussed, I was surprised to see a dark blush spreading across Jennifer's cheeks.
"You are doing wonderfully well, Jenn, good girl. Now lick it like an ice cream cone."
Jennifer looked puzzled for just a moment before moving into action. Flattening her tongue she licked and lapped at the shaft of my cock just like, you guessed it, an ice cream cone. I loved the way her gigantic tongue was working on my dick. I would have offered some commentary but I was much too focused on keeping the semen churning in my balls, readying itself to blast, for my mouth to work.
Chelsea continued with her praise and guidance. All props to my teacher.
"Jenn, baby, you are becoming a great cocksucker. Now, continue with licking his shaft but include the tip of his cock now. Still like an ice cream cone."
Jennifer did not really hesitate at all this time. She continued as she had been doing with the addition of my little head to her tonguing coverage. I was not sure how long I could hold off my cum blasting out but I was putting up a good fight. A fight I almost lost the first time her tongue swizzled around the tip of my dick.
Mom seemed to sense my distress resulting in her moving closer to me. She pushed her head closer to mine until our lips met. Mom began giving me long, deep, passionate French kisses. If I had taken the time to think about it beforehand, I would have thought that there would be no holding back my explosion with Mom's tongue in my mouth and the hot young girl licking my cock. But, it seemed that Mom's soul kisses were so distracting that the impending explosion lessened in severity.
I didn't even look up when Chelsea instructed her student to take my cock in her mouth. She told Jennifer to swallow as much of my cock as she could without gagging. My classmate was very hesitant. All tongue motion on my cock stopped. I still didn't look as Mom's passionate soul kisses so occupied my being that I would not stop to look.
"It's okay, Jenn," said Chelsea, "just try it."
And the girl did. I felt her lips on my shaft head and then them slipping down as she took more and more of me into her mouth. Still kissing Mom, I placed my hand lightly on top of Jennifer's head.
"See, baby, he likes it," said Chelsea. "Now, up and down, in and out, keep it going."
I had to stop making out with my mother at this point as I simply needed to see the action below. I was mesmerized watching this cheerleader whom I had thought out of my league move her mouth up and down on my dick.
"Now, Honey," said our teacher," I want you to tighten your lips around Rick's cock, keep moving your head up and down, while applying suction."
OMG, she was so good at this. I'm not sure which one was better at this, teacher or student. Hearing my sexy, dream making teacher talking about my dick in this manner or the cheerleader following her instructions. The effect was to kick my balls into hyper drive.
"I don't know how much longer I can hold this in," I said to the room.
Mom leaned in to whisper in my ear. "Don't come in her mouth, Babyboy. I want you to cum in Mommy's pussy."
Just hearing those words coming from my mother pushed the envelope. All three women, and these never dreamt of sequence of events, were enough to take me to an orgasm. Man, I was the luckiest guy in the world.
There was that demented djinn in my head again. This time he was making an agreeing noise. I could imagine this shadowy figure nodding his head at me.
"Baby, I want you to try another addition. I want you to tighten your mouth on his dick, taking it in your teeth when you're at the bottom of his shaft."
The mere thought of this novice cocksucker using her teeth on my cock was enough to make me shudder. Fortunately, my cream receded at this point and the pressure lessened somewhat.
"When you are as far down his cock as you can get, slide back upwards with your teeth scraping his dick. Be as gentle as possible," said Chelsea.
Sensing my discomfort or my nervousness, I guess, Mom took a hank of Jennifer's hair in her hand, holding it loosely. I knew she was readying herself to pull the cheerleader's head off my dick if she did not do it right.
She did it right. Her teeth only scraped their way lightly up my shaft. The resulting feeling was great. Even Chelsea herself had not done this to me when she was sucking my cock.
Chelsea congratulated her student. I told her what a great cocksucker she was becoming. Mom watched her warily.
"Jenn baby, keep going. Up and down. Beware of your teeth. But I don't want Rick to cum in your mouth your first time out," said Mom.
Jennifer kept going indeed but gave my mother a raised eyebrow look. Mom interpreted the question.
"You don't want to take it in your mouth right off. I'll let you suck his cum from my pussy instead," promised my very diplomatic yet greedy Mom.
Jennifer smiled around my dick and kept her mouth in motion. Although she was doing a wonderful job, I think it was the promise of my mom's pussy as my sperm target that took me to the edge again.
"Mooooooo-oooooM, now, mooooom," I cried out.
Working as a team, Chelsea pulled Jennifer off my cock, holding it upright allowing Mom to slide her cunt over top and down my shaft. I moaned in pleasure as Mom's pussy swallowed me whole.
Mom's pussy was the best of the ones I had. It was so fricken erotic to start off with. Knowing I was fucking the same parts that had ejected me into the world 18 years earlier hit my eroticism button extra hard. And incest! Nuff said.
Mom's pussy was soaking wet but still tight. Her vaginal fluids were warm and inviting. Mom raising and lowering herself on my cock was my masturbation fantasy of many years.
I exploded! And I exploded. And I exploded even more!
Mom stopped moving with my cock fully immersed in her cunt. She used muscles I didn't know she had to clamp down on my dick. Mom's pussy milked all the sperm out of my cock that I was willing to give up. Man, was I willing. It felt like my dick and balls were spasming for hours.
When Mom had everything I had to give in her, I fell back against the couch and lay there almost gasping for breath. I wondered if it would ever feel this good again in my lifetime.
I may have been all done in but the women obviously were not. Mom swung her body off of my prick to sprawl out on the couch beside me again. Jennifer did not hesitate to redeem Mom's promise. In seconds her mouth was locked on my mother's cunt. I could just see her extremely large tongue lapping at my cock cream slipping out of Mom's pussy.
While those two were going strong, Chelsea was between my wide spread legs and laving my cock with her smaller but enthusiastic tongue. My cock gave a couple of jerks of life but I really was content just to let Chelsea amuse herself with no real effort from me.
I looked to my mother lying with the cheerleader between her legs which were tossed over Jennifer's shoulders. I smiled at her.
"Thank you, Mom, this has been a great day."
Mom simply nodded, smiled, and leaned in to kiss her only son.
Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did in writing it. Please take a moment to show your appreciation by voting. Also, leave comments if you like. My last few submissions have received good scores but no comments. I'm not sure what this means. Comments help me improve future writings. Thanks again everyone.The Ring of Truth Ch. 06
Me and my two moms.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
If anyone should discover such a ring, I could be convinced to buy it.
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I looked to my mother lying with the cheerleader between her legs which were tossed over Jennifer's shoulders. I smiled at her.
"Thank you, Mom, this has been a great day."
Mom simply nodded, smiled, and leaned in to kiss her only son.
The great day lasted into the evening and through the night. Most of it was me watching my mother and the two other women. I was able to fuck teacher Chelsea once more and Mom twice after the others left for their respective homes.
I did not get to screw Jennifer though as both of the older women felt she deserved an event of her own and not just second or third efforts. After all, it was her virginity we were discussing. I had to agree with them.
That didn't mean that I missed out on sex for the rest of the week. Mom and I were full-fledged bed partners by this time. My mother and I fucked, screwed, or made love every night. Making love with my beautiful, sexy, passionate and caring mother was my favourite thing to do with Mom. Just cuddling her naked body while we sleep is the second best thing.
Sometimes though, we just fucked. For example, Ms. Walker dropped by Wednesday night for more threesome play. The adventures we shared with my teacher were still so new that I was finding it difficult to think of her as Chelsea. Her being Ms. Walker was much hotter as well. Getting through her classes without an erection was impossible. I'm sure she felt the same way.
Over the course of the week, when alone, the djinn and I talked. He explained more about his new role in my life. His purpose was to arrange for my sexual gratification and growth. I told him I welcomed his intervention but didn't like surprises. Or being overruled for that matter, Jennifer being the example.
His nose in the air, I imagined, he told me he was not about to ask permission of a mere mortal to give me what I desire. Even if I don't know what I desire. Jennifer again being the case in point.
We spent a fair amount of time going back and forth on this topic. I do not think I won the debate. Sheesh.
Friday afternoon after school, I arrived home to find the house empty. Mom was nowhere to be found. I texted her and she texted back saying she was running errands and would be home to make supper in a couple hours.
I decided to go hang with my best friend Jamie. We had not spent much time together this week due to all of my extracurricular activities.
Jamie opened the door to my knock and invited me in.
"Want to play Xbox?" he asked.
"Sure."
In order to get to the basement playroom, we had to pass through the kitchen. Jamie's sister, Maya, was sitting at the kitchen table texting on her phone. When she noticed us, Maya jumped to her feet and ran around the table to wrap her arms around me in a big hug. She tried to kiss me on my lips but I turned my head at the last moment only giving her a cheek.
"WTF," demanded Jamie. "What's with you, Maya?"
"I'm just happy to see Rick," she responded.
"Well, let him go. We're going downstairs to play Xbox," replied Jaime.
Reluctantly, Maya let me go.
"Okay, you guys go downstairs. I'll bring you snacks and sodas," she said turning away from us.
Jaime gave me a very confused look before starting down the stairs. There was no pursuing this conversation, we each sat ourselves comfortably on the couch allowing the game to power up.
Jaime started playing first. While he was engaging monsters in close combat, Maya came down the stairs with a tray of drinks and sodas as promised. She stepped slowly and carefully on each step in order to make sure she didn't spill anything. This gave me ample opportunity to admire her figure in a profile view.
From her shoulder length hair to her enticing boobies, her pert stuck out ass, and long legs. Maya was what every highs schooler wanted. I know I wanted her. If only she were not Jaime's sister.
Once down, she put the cans of soda on the table between Jaime and me. Then, to my shock, she perched herself on my lap. I was literally gob smacked that she would do this with her brother right beside us.
Before I could react, Maya had her arms around me and moving in for a kiss. I tried to turn my head away to see how Jaime was reacting. Fortunately, he was so engrossed in the video game that he did not notice.
Maya wasted no time at all. Her tongue was thrust between my lips and into my mouth. She was a great kisser. Her tongue played with mine, her arms tight around me. Of course, I popped an erection almost immediately.
Maya took my tongue gently between her teeth, nibbling on the tip. She squirmed on my cock poking her in her beautiful ass. I moved my arms around my best friend's sister in order to begin rubbing her back.
We went on this way for some time. One of my arms slid between our two bodies allowing me to place a hand on her tit. I squeezed gently marvelling at the firmness of her boobs. Maya and I continued our deep soul kisses.
"Rick! Maya! What the fuck are you two doing?"
Jaime had finally noticed his sister and I and what we were doing. The question was kind of redundant though.
I decided instantaneously that discretion was the better part of valour. I leaped to my feet dumping Maya unceremoniously on the floor. I made my escape running up the stairs as quickly as I could.
I had no clue really about why Maya acted the way she did nor Jaime's reaction to it. Oh shit, the djinn. Was this a holdover from our first episode, Maya and Sasha, or had the djinn launched a new adventure for me. There was no reaction in my head from the djinn.
Nothing else to do, I walked home pondering how I could deal with Jaime the next time I see him. Abject apologies? Boastful bastard? Maya's decision? I don't know.
"Hi, Mom, I'm home," I yelled as I closed the door behind me.
"We're in here, Rick," Mom called back from the livingroom.
I walked in expecting to see Jennifer or Ms. Walker butt discovered Jaime's mom was here instead. Ohhhhh, fuck! What now?
"Hi," I sort of stammered to both women sitting comfortably on the couch.
I decided to ease my way out of the room in order to take refuge in my bedroom.
"Rick, come join us," said Mom. "We're having coffee. Would you like one?" asked Mom.
"Umm, sure...I guess."
Mom walked out of the room, her sexy ass swaying as she went. I could not help but watch and Sasha saw what I was doing.
"Come sit with me, Rick," said Sasha as she patted the empty seat on the couch beside her. With heart pounding, I joined her. I did not know what to expect from her.
I did not want any issues to rise between us. I had spent many years loving Sasha as my second mother, the one I went to when Mom was unavailable. Soon after I began to masturbate to thoughts of fucking my own mother, Jaime's mom began to worm her way into my fantasies as well. Many ejaculations had been spent with her in my imagination.
Sasha was not a raving beauty by any stretch of the mind. She was pretty though in a wholesome kind of way. About the same age and even the same size as my mom, the main difference between the two were her large, inviting lips. Oh yeah, and her D cup breasts.
Sitting on the couch, Sasha turned towards me and moved in for a kiss. The first one was just on my cheek as I turned my head away at the last second. Sasha just chuckled, took my chin in her hand and turned my face back towards her.
"Give me a real kiss, Ricky," she commanded moving in close again. Since she still had a lock on my chin, Sasha kissed me on the lips. No tongue but a firm, warm kiss that lasted a second or three.
"That's better," she said, kissing me again. And again. Soon her tongue was in my mouth and our tongues were duelling for dominance. Sasha's arms went around my neck as she ratcheted up the passion.
"Here's your coffee, Rick," said my Mom.
Neither Sasha nor I had noticed her return. Mom put my cup down on the side table, picked up her own, and began to step towards the love seat.
"No, Diana, come sit with us," said Sasha.
Mom looked at the couch, recognizing there was not sufficient room for the three of us to sit comfortably beside us. Sasha realized the same thing causing her to get up and sit on my lap facing the vacant seat.
"Now we can all be comfy together," Sasha said.
"Definitely," said Mom taking the other seat, leaning against the arm and facing us. She had one leg tucked underneath her and the other foot on the floor. I couldn't help but notice she was wearing a short skirt today and that it slid up her legs as she got herself arranged.
"Ricky and I were just exchanging hello kisses," explained Sasha to my mother.
"He is a very good kisser," said Mom. "Especially when he gets his tongue moving."
Both women let out small laughs at this comment. I blushed.
"He seemed quite uptight kissing me," said Jaime's mom.
"Ricky, is that true? You aren't comfortable kissing Sasha?" asked my mother.
"Ummm," was my only reply.
"That's not right, Rick. You have known Sasha almost your whole life. She has been like a second mother to you."
Conscious thought still hiding from me, I muttered "Ummm" a second time.
"Kiss her like you mean it, Rick," commanded my mother.
Sasha turned her head back to me and we kissed yet again. Sasha was exuding passion but I was still discomforted by the whole situation. Our tongues danced but I still held myself fairly rigid.
Mom took to her knees beside us. When Sasha backed off, Mom leaned forward.
"Maybe, he is ill. Let me try," said Mom.
With that she leaned in, Sasha's face still close, and Mom began to kiss me. Just having Mom this close to me and knowing she was going to kiss me in, presumably, a sexual manner made my dick twitch in my pants.
Mom's kiss began slowly and softly. Gradually, she increased the pressure of her lips on mine. I pressed back just as firmly. When her tongue slipped between my lips, I was fully hard.
"See, Sasha, Rick is a good kisser when he gets warmed up," said Mom while taking a brief break from our joined lips.
She did not wait for Sasha's reply, putting one arm around my neck, pulling me close again. Our lips met one more time, this time with an abundance of passion. My mother glanced in Sasha's direction from the corner of her eye. I could feel Mom's lips curl in a smile.
"He is certainly better at kissing you than me," said Sasha.
Mom released her tight hold on me.
"Try him again," she said nudging me towards my second mom.
Sasha leaned into me without any hesitation. Her lips met mine and she pressed herself in tightly for a kiss. After everything I had been through you would not think I could be intimidated by this woman I had known my whole life. Yet I was.
The harder she pushed forward, the more I retreated. Both of us were at a loss.
"I don't think he wants to kiss me, Di," said Sasha.
"He's just nervous," replied Mom.
"It's probably easier for him once he has fucked you."
"You fucked him," Sasha asked?
Mom nodded her head enthusiastically.
"He was nervous the first time we did that too but he loosened up by the second time."
Mom had no issues sharing our love life with my best friend's mother.
"Well, I sucked his cock," piped in Sasha.
"You did? Then he is just being rude and disrespectful," said Mom as she gave me a light swap on the back of my head. "You kiss Sasha now like you mean it.
There was no getting around this now since Mom knew what we had done and was not upset by it. In fact, it was like she approved. Her approval of her friend blowing me brought me to a full-fledged hard on.
I made the first move this time, moving my head close to Sasha and allowing my lips to meet hers. She met me open mouthed and smiling. Sasha took my face in her hands as she began a long, deeply passionate kiss. Her tongue slipped between my lips in order to explore my mouth. We kissed leisurely yet passionately for some minutes.
When Sasha came up for air, Mom leaned back in for her turn. It was different kissing each of my two mothers. Mom was sexy, loving, and alluring. Sasha was more straightforward, pushing her way right in. Making out with each mother in turn was so overwhelmingly hot. I wish I had a better way of expressing it. "Hot" just did not feel like enough of a word to convey my feelings.
While I was next mouth to mouth with Sasha, I felt my mother fidgeting about beside me. Turning back to her, I was fascinated by now seeing Mom's fabulous tits, nipples hard and pointing right at me.
My next kisses with my mother included my hands on those big B cup boobs of hers. I will freely admit it, I will never get tired of her tits. They felt so comfortable in my hand, just like they belonged to me.
Sasha must have been getting impatient. She pulled me back in her direction. I had not felt any movement from her since I was so engrossed by my mother's tits. But Sasha had removed her top and bra as well.
Both Mom and I gaped at her lovely, full chest. Her large, heavy breasts called out to both Mom and me. Both my hands reached out towards those beauties. I was startled when Mom slapped one hand away so she could share the bounty.
Mom certainly knew her own mind when faced by something she wanted. Leaving Sasha's lips and one heavy tit to me, she went after the other one, holding it upwards so she could get her lips on it. Since I only had one hand in use, I put the other on Mom's head so I could press her even tighter against Sasha.
In a moment I realized how silly that move was. Even though seeing my hot mom sucking at Sasha's big boob was sexy and exciting, it seemed like a waste of tit to me. Leaving her head, I slid my hand down Mom's shoulder and arm until her tit was within groping distance. And grope I did.
Fondling the two tits, both attractive and inviting, but both so obviously different made my cock lurch in response. Mom's tit was firm and perky. Sasha's boob was bigger and much heavier.
The kissing forgotten for now, I fondled both tits, jiggling them in my hands in order to feel the difference in weight. I took a nipple of each, pinched them, and tugged them upwards. Both of my mothers squealed a little in response.
I think it was the difference in their weights that really got to me. I know I decided that as difficult as it would be, I could have Mom's tits anytime. Sasha's were new ground to cover, so to speak.
I turned my focus back to Sasha. Since she was still sitting on my lap, I changed hands so I could fondle the one closest to me and reached over her shoulder to grab the other. Sasha groaned a wee bit as I pinched and squeezed her tits.
Mom decided that she was going to help me move things along.
"I think you need our boy to fuck you, Sasha," said Mom.
Sasha made almost a snuffling sound. "You're right, Di. I need our son to fuck me."
"Do you want to fuck Sasha, Ricky. You've had your first mother's pussy already. Do you want your second mother's cunt now?"
I was wordless. Speechless. I could only nod emphatically while working over Sasha's tits as hard as I could without hurting her.
Mom put her feet down in order to help Sasha get ready for my big entrance. LOL. An entrance anyway. My mother unclasped the button on her jeans before tugging Sasha's pants down to her ankles and off. Seconds later, her panties were history too. Sasha was completely naked on my lap.
"Sasha, are you ready to get fucked now?" asked Mom. "Are you wet honey?"
Sasha murmured her assent.
"I'm going to make sure you are wet enough for my son's cock, Sasha," Mom said.
Mom lifted Sasha's leg off me, putting it on the floor. I thought she would put her fingers in my other mother's pussy to decide if Sasha was wet enough. It seems Mom had other ideas though.
Back on her knees, instead of using her fingers to check wetness, she used her tongue. Mom's face was tight against Sasha's pussy. I could only see Mom's glinting eyes from my position as I knew she was trilling Sasha's clit right before us. Sasha was doing her best to hump Mom's face in response. But, she was finding that hard to accomplish since I was, in fact, holding her down by the tits.
Although I had seen Mom working over a pussy before, I think this was the most exciting, sexy view I had seen until now. I could feel Sasha struggling beneath my arms. Not to escape but to pull Mom more closely to her pussy.
I was getting impatient. I slid out from underneath my second mother sitting at the other end of the couch with Mom right beside me on the floor. While I was moving, Mom's hands had glommed onto Sasha's beautiful boobs, her fingers like claws digging into the tit flesh.
I took to my feet behind Mom. My next move was something else new to me. I leaned over her and pushed her mouth and questing tongue as close to Sasha's cunt as I could. Mom wriggled at the pressure on her head and her feet moved tripping me.
I ended up on my knees right behind Mom with my cock jabbing her in the ass. That was all and good except we were still both clothed. My clothes disappeared in a flash and I was back on my knees behind my mother.
I could hear slurping and smacking noises coming from between Sasha's legs where Mom was busy with her cunnilingus loving tongue. Mom still had her hands squeezing my second mother's big beautiful boobs. Sasha was biting her lip trying to keep her cries of passion inside her. But I could still hear eeks and squeaks escaping.
My cock slapping against Mom's ass reminded me I was not there to just watch. I needed to remove my mother's clothing just as urgently as I had removed my own. After all, I was the cock of the walk, lol, and wanted some action.
It seemed as if there was nothing I could do to distract my mother from her licking and trilling at Sasha's pussy. The aroma of her sex was driving both of us onwards. I pulled Mom's zipper down from the waist with the skirt following. Mom lifted her knees to aid in my progress.
With Mom now naked in front of me, I had full access. Mom was definitely enjoying herself as I could see how wet she was. Mom's pussy was almost gushing out fluid. I teased myself with a quick taste, drawing a fingertip through her cleft to collect my mother's pussy dew.
My mother has the best tasting pussy of those I have tasted to date. I think I am being objective here. It is more than it being just a matter of her being my mother. No favouritism here. Mom's pussy was simply fabulous tasting much like how they say a fine wine appeals to the tongue and the nose.
I really wanted to slip my cock right into my mother's cunt but I decided some foreplay would be a good thing at this point. Not for my rushing Mom. She obviously did not need it. I wanted this for myself.
Until now, I had not been given the opportunity to spend much time behind Mom in this manner. I was usually occupied with other details, like additional bodies to explore. I was going to enjoy this.
Putting my hands on my mother's ass, I gently skimmed my palms over her taut cheeks. Mom's exercise regime kept her ass in great condition. Her hindmost cheeks were firm and shapely. I tried to squeeze handfuls of ass flesh and found it difficult to clutch a full handful due to her firmness.
Letting my hands wander further, I was tantalized by her little butthole winking at me when Mom moved. I took my finger, licked it, and tried to slide it in. As I first penetrated Mom let out a loud yelp and a muffled "No!" There was no issue with her denying me that hole as I was just curious anyway.
As an apology to her, I began kissing my mom's ass. Loud, lip smacking kisses with my face pressed as firmly to her butt as I could get. Not wanting to restrict myself, I even gave her pussy a fair share of my kisses. Hard to believe, Mom was even wetter than she had been moments earlier. Was it Sasha's cunt in her face or my lips on her pussy.
Mom was gushing so much dew, I felt I should lick some up for her. I extended my tongue as far as it would go while pressing my lips up as tightly as I could to her cunt. I was rewarded with what seemed like a gallon of her juices. And, a moment later I was further rewarded by her pushing back on my invading lips and tongue while sounding off with non-stop eeks.
Her eeks must have been calling to me. Or, rather, to my dick. I was as hard as the granite in the hills around us. That familiar aching feeling was beginning to cause turmoil in my balls.
Moving even closer to Mom's up thrust hind end, I took my cock in hand. I rubbed it up and down Mom's leaking pussy before placing the tip at the entrance to my mother's cunt. Mom pushed back at me as my cock invaded her. I pushed in slowly savouring my mother's wetness and her tightness.
Once my balls were up against her ass, I just held my cock still. I could never get over feeling how great I was to be at home in Mom's cunt. Yup, home, where I came from originally.
It was my mother that broke the stillness. Lifting her head away from Sasha's pussy, mom breather out the words "Fuck me, Ricky. Fuck your mom!"
Having been taught to never argue with my mother, I did exactly as she told me. I eased my cock back out of her pussy until only the tip was left in again. Taking a firm hold on her ass, I lunged forward burying my full length in her again. Mom yelped loudly that time, no pussy muffling her cry.
Unheard by me, my mother's tongue had taken Sasha to the magical land of orgasm, three small ones and a big one. Sasha did not seem to want to end what we were doing, she just wanted to watch me fucking my real mother. Her eyes were locked on us.
"That's the way you fuck your mother, Ricky," said Sasha.
I was too focussed on my cock in my mother's cunt to respond. I kept my motions even and continuous. I would slam my cock into Mom's pussy, then slowly pull it out until the tip was just edged in. I would then plunge in again.
"Ricky, fuck your mom," Sasha continued.
Mom was making all kinds of noises of her own by this point. Snuffling, huffing, puffing, even some small shrieks.
"You should see his cock slamming into you, Di," said Sasha. "He looks like a good motherfucker."
Mom looked up at Sasha to nod in agreement at her comment. I lunged forward again. My mother continued with her litany of sounds.
"Ricky, are you going to cum in your mother soon?"
I grunted and lunged again. Mom's cunt was smooth and slick, my precum mixing with her vaginal excretions. I knew I could cum almost anytime now but I wanted to hold back until Mom was closer. Cumming in my mother at the same time as she did was always a wow moment in my sex life.
More and more lunges and withdrawals, my hands locked onto my mother's ass to keep me from falling over. Sasha continued with her mutterings. Mom's shrieks grew louder and louder, her cunt muscles trying to hold me in place.
"Mom, I don't know how much longer I can hold it in," I said.
Those muscles tightening on my invading prick were doing their job. I could feel my balls churning up a load of semen for my mother. Mom's noises increased in volume as she started shoving back at me every time my cock was shoved into her.
"Mom, I'm going to cum soooooon," I gasped.
Mom began making "Uh huh" sounds over and over again.
Sasha had two fingers in her pussy while watching us and chanting "Cum...cum...cum..." over and over again.
Finally, it was time. Mom shoved back at me while screaming. I lunged forward one more time with a more manly scream. Sasha was still muttering her words of encouragement.
I felt my cock launching its sperm rockets into Mom's cunt. I felt her pussy try to drown my staff. We went in and out, backwards and forward, some more times while our fluids continued to jet out.
I collapsed onto Mom's back, forcing her flat on the floor. We lay there listening to Sasha's shrieks as she hit her latest orgasm, this one from her own hand. Then, both my mothers and I, did nothing more except to gasp for deep breaths.
Gradually all of our breathing began to settle back into the range of normalcy. My cock finished dribbling into Mom's pussy, shrinking its way out of its newly found treasured accommodations in my mother's cunt.
My knees being sore, rug burn is the shits, I leveraged myself up onto the couch. I watched Sasha crawl over to Mom on her hands and knees. Without asking permission, she rolled my mother onto her back. Pushing Mom's legs apart, Sasha crawled between them.
I had seen women lick and suck Mom's pussy before and enjoyed the watching. This time was better though since there were only the three of us. No other tits or pussies or mouths for that matter were there to distract me. I could just relax and watch my two mothers.
Sasha wasted no time in beginning to repay my mother for her earlier exploits with Sasha's pussy. She simply dove in, tongue out, to start sucking my cum and Mom's juices out of her. Mom reacted slowly, still recovering from her last major orgasm.
But, Sasha was determined to make inroads on Mom's gathering strength. Once again I was treated to all the sounds of woman on woman cunnilingus. Sasha was making those lip smacking and slurping noises. Mom was beginning to moan a little.
Still with her mouth mashed between Mom's legs, Sasha used her hands to further tease her. She used her nails to slide up and down Mom's legs. Her fingertips traced their way up and down Mom's thighs. Eventually Sasha trailed her hands up Mom's torso until she had my mother's firm and perky breasts in her grip.
The sounds from the two women continued unabated. Sasha kept smacking and slurping. She turned her head to the side once to tell me how great my cum tasted mingled with Mom's fluids before returning to her endeavour. Mom's moans and groans were growing louder by the minute.
I had been lying back sprawled on the couch but wanted to see this all woman episode much more closely. Sitting up with my legs spread wide and my hand cupping my balls, I knew I was going to be hard again soon. Which was a good thing since I still had one more mother to fuck, my second mother.
It was apparent that Mom was coming to the brink of another orgasm. Her moans were so very loud at this point. Her hands were on Sasha's head mashing her to her pussy. Sweat was running off Mom's body. I could see the mixture of sweat and saliva glistening on Mom's B cup boobs.
My prick was hard. With one hand still holding my balls, the other was wrapped loosely around my shaft, slowly masturbating. My eyes were locked on my mother. I took it all in. The look on her face, the shimmering fluids on her tits, and her hunching her body against Sasha's mouth.
Mom was going to have her orgasm at any time. Although I was still roaming my hand up and down my cock, I didn't want to cum again yet. I was saving myself for my other mother.
Mom screamed her way into another orgasm. Gawd, did she scream. She would have scared off the cat had we one. I loved watching her body spasm in pleasure. She was always gorgeous but looking at her like this was something else. Watching my mother orgasm was what wet dreams were made of.
Sasha pulled away from Mom sitting close by in a sort of half of an Indian squat. One knee was up off the ground and she was propping herself up on one arm.
"Sasha," I said, "you must be a champion pussy licker. I've never see Mom orgasm like that before."
Sasha smiled at me while glancing at my semi hard cock.
"Watching both of you women was so intense," I said.
Mom had managed to roll on her side facing me. She was grinning ear to ear.
"We're not done yet, son," Mom said to me.
"I know we're not, Mom."
Sasha looked at each of us. "Is it my turn to get fucked now," she asked.
"Oh, yes...definitely," I said. "Come over here."
Still on her hands and knees, Sasha made her way over to me. Sitting back while on her knees put us both at the same height, our lips even.
Putting my hands on my second mother's lips, I pulled her in for a kiss. There was no hesitation between us this time. In seconds we were French kissing, deep longing soul kisses.
We were also not in any kind of a hurry. I was enjoying the taste of Mom's pussy in Sasha's mouth, my tongue drifting everywhere it could seeking more. Even Sasha's breath breathing on me was reeking of pussy. I would need to remember that for the future. Pussy scent lingers.
Sasha's hand was back on my dick. She had pushed my hands away, leaving my favourite toy in the whole world fully available to her. She jacked me slowly with a loose grip.
"I love your cock, Ricky," Sasha murmured while leaning down to give it a quick kiss on the tip.
We made out for a few minutes before Sasha broke it off to lean down and kiss my dick another time.
"I think of all the time we wasted not doing this," she said.
Hearing those words from my second mother seemed to travel almost instantaneously from my ears to my dick leaving me getting harder.
We returned to making out. Although I seemed to have gathered up all the taste of Mom's pussy in her mouth, I still enjoyed kissing Sasha. I had fantasized about her since I had hit puberty and discovered jerking off. Knowing this was her tongue swirling around mine, her lips massaging mine, those little kisses on my cockhead was as erotic as being with my own mother. Almost.
"Sasha," I began, "I don't want to wait any longer."
"Wait, Ricky?" she asked between kissing my lips and kissing my dick.
"I want to fuck you," I said.
In another moment and in a brief interlude from making out, "Do you want to fuck this mommy, Ricky?"
I caught the hint. "Yes, mommy, I want to fuck you."
Sasha was much more verbal than Mom or me. More soul kisses, more pecks on my dick.
"Does my boy want to put his cock in mommy's pussy."
"Oh yes, mommy, I really want to feel my cock sliding into your pussy."
"Do you want to feel mommy's pussy tight on your cock?"
"Yes, mommy."
"Do you want to fuck your mommy right now?"
"Yes, mommy, I want to fuck you right now."
"Then come fuck, mommy, Ricky."
Again, I had always been taught to respect my elders, do what I was told, and never argue with mother. So, I did what I was told.
I lay down beside my second mother so we could continue making out while my hands explored her body. Obviously, my hands went first to her big boobs. It didn't matter how often I had seen them lately, they were still fresh and new to me. As my hands caressed her tits, I could feel where her areolae began. I traced them, circling her nipples. They were large, maybe the size of a Canadian loonie coin.
I kept circling with my knuckles nudging this mom's nipples. Finally, I latched on to them. They were large as well. Very hard, very firm. I tweaked her nipples and one at a time pulled her tits up and out by my grip on them.
My cock was stiffening with every pull on my second mommy's tits. Although I had cum frequently in the past few hours, I was not sure how long I could hold out. I had fantasized so much about Sasha in the past few years and this was like a dream come true.
I let go of her nipples in order to trail my fingers down Sasha's body to her bush. Unlike my real mother who was shaved bare, Sasha had her pussy hair trimmed in a cute little landing strip.
The differences between my two mothers was about as hot as I could stand it. Sasha's big boobs, mom's handfuls. Different pussies. Mom's slim and toned body, Sasha's plump and curvier. The semen was already churning in my balls.
As soon as my fingertip touched her clit, Sasha arched her loins up at me.
"Ricky," she said, "no more waiting. I want you to fuck me now!"
Again, my well trained obedience kicked into hyper drive. I slid my body in between her legs. Sasha grabbed my shaft immediately and tugged me further towards her. As soon as the tip of my shaft was at the opening to her cunt, Sasha gathered herself and lunged upwards. Sucking me into her pussy as deep as possible, my rod was fully buried in seconds.
"Ohhhhh, Ricky, that's it, fuck mommy," Sasha all but screamed.
I was doing my best to work my way in and out of her slowly but Sasha was having none of it.
"Harder, Ricky, fuck me harder," she shrieked.
I was ramming my prick into her cunt as hard as I could.
"That's it, that's it...now faster."
Following her directions, I continued to slam my rod deep into her pussy, then pulling back as quickly as possible, before slamming back in.
"Ricky...Ricky...my son," Sasha groaned out.
With no new instructions, I continued slamming and withdrawing as fast as I could.
"I'm going to cum soon...mommy is going to cum..."
Fast and hard.
"Cum in mommy's pussy!"
Hard and fast, semen making its way from my balls up my shaft.
"Cum for me! Fill mommy's pussy with your cream."
With nothing else to do, I sprayed her cunt with my cum. I could feel rope after rope of cum exploding deep in my second mother's cunt. Sasha tightened her grip on my dick with her cunt muscles. I sprayed more and more cum into her.
Sasha shrieked out her announcement.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming, you're making Mommy cum."
Soon enough, too soon maybe, we were done. I collapsed on top of Sasha, feeling her boobs mashed against my chest. Both sets of lungs heaving for breath.
As my cock shrivelled and slid out of her containing pussy, big globs of our combined juices slid out as well.
"Move, son," said my real mother as she lay down beside us. I pulled my body off Sasha's and onto the couch. Mom had her head between Sasha's thighs licking our fluids off of her.
Taking a slight pause, Mom said, "I love the taste of your cum, son."
I could only smile.
"Mixed with Sasha's pussy juices...mmm...mmm."
I leaned back and smiled. A smile of contentment. I had just fucked both of my mothers and they had loved it. Loved me. The only negative thought I had in my mind was that my knees felt they had been rubbed raw by the carpet.
Note to self, beds are far better than carpets.
Laughter filled my head. The damned djinn. I didn't even know he was there, I had not heard from him during these sexual interludes.
"You didn't need my help, bro."
Thanks for reading my story. I hope you all enjoyed it. I love feedback so feel free to submit comments, good or bad. I do my best to respond to all. And, please vote! High scores massage my ego and push me to continue writing. Thanks, everyone. The Ring of Truth Ch. 07
Me, the pastor's wife, and her daughter.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
If anyone should discover such a ring, I could be convinced to buy it.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
Taking a slight pause, Mom said, "I love the taste of your cum, son."
I could only smile.
"Mixed with Sasha's pussy juices...mmm...mmm."
I leaned back and smiled. A smile of contentment. I had just fucked both of my mothers and they had loved it. Loved me. The only negative thought I had in my mind was that my knees felt they had been rubbed raw by the carpet.
Note to self, beds are far better than carpets.
Laughter filled my head. The damned djinn. I didn't even know he was there, I had not heard from him during these sexual interludes.
"You didn't need my help, bro."
Mom and I did not make love that night. We had a quiet evening alone watching TV before going to bed. Cuddling up to my mother, I slept the sleep of the dead.
Morning came far too soon. I felt like I could use a few more hours of sleep. Mom was not having any of it though.
"Get up, Ricky. We have to get ready for church."
"Church? Awww...Mom...I'm too tired..." I tried to whine my way out of it.
"No way, young man, we're going," she said in that commanding mother voice.
Within the hour both of us had showered, etc. and gotten dressed for church. I was wearing chinos and a polo shirt. Pretty normal for me.
Mom was dressed much classier though, this being her weekly opportunity to show off to all the neighbourhood women. She was wearing a bright blue dress with a flowered pattern, square cut bodice, and hanging to just above her knees. On her feet were reasonable high heels, not stilettoes, and the dress was tight enough across her ass to highlight her bum.
We were just a few minutes early and we joined the stragglers heading into the sanctuary. Taking our seats, I began my usual activity for this hour and a half weekly of my life.
Simply put, I checked out the women in the congregation. The place was full so I found it difficult to see many of the worshippers. But, there was a difference from last week in my mindset.
Previously I only checked out the younger girls. Girls my age and only slightly older. But, in the last week, my eyes had been opened to the bounties of older women. This gave me an additional source for my voyeuristic leanings.
I saw both Sasha and Maya a few rows ahead of us. As usual they looked hot. I was able, of course, to compare them in the fully clothed flesh to their nudity in my mind's eye.
I found myself checking out more of the older women than the younger ones. Perhaps it was that the younger ones had always been like eye candy to me and, with my newfound outlook, kind of boring now.
There were a few women who stood out in my eyes. A couple of teachers, one Oriental and one Black. Seeing them from the rear, I was able to discern they both enjoyed great asses. Chelsea wasn't a member of our church so I couldn't compare her to them.
Looking further afield I saw mothers of various ages with their children. My eyes lingered on some more than others. I was startled out of my reverie by my mother giving me a nudge in the side with her elbow.
"Eyes front," she whispered.
Fortunately for me, the service was almost over. Once the final benediction was delivered, Mom and I headed outside for the social gathering. Mom joined a group of other mothers and mature women for a hen session while I joined a group of school mates.
Every week, I would stand with this group of people but offered little in way of conversation. I was more the silent, watching type. The guys mostly talked about sports that I found boring really. I spent my time each Sunday waiting impatiently for my mother and checking out the girls as surreptitiously as possible.
Even with my newfound appreciation of their mothers and older sisters, there were still a number of high school girls worth me checking out. I knew some from class but always thought they were out of my league so I never approached them. In my mind they were much like Jennifer, who didn't attend our church, in that way. Until recently.
The girl that drew most of my attention today was Tabitha, often called Tab or Tabi. Tabi was a knockout but a real ballbuster. She had dated a basketball forward for a while and was often seen leading him around by his dick. Figuratively speaking, of course.
Although we shared a couple classes, I had not even spoken to her much since she never had a good word for anyone and I treasured my balls far too much to allow her to bust them.
Tabi was a tall woman, standing maybe five foot six or seven. She had long flaming red, dyed hair which hung down to her shoulders. Her body was heavenly and well worth admiring. Big, firm tits, long legs, and an outthrust ass.
I was more or less staring at her tits when she turned towards me, catching me in the act. My immediate reaction was to blush. The fricken djinn in my head chortled at my obvious discomfort.
Tabi leaned in close to me pushing her mouth close to my ear. I expected her to say something rude and nasty about me checking out her tits.
"It's okay, Ricky," she said. "I like looking at them too."
Say what? Oh, sheesh, the sonuvabitchin djinn again using his magic on her.
I stumbled verbally for a moment before being able to formulate a verbal response.
"They are fantastic, Tabi," I said.
"You should feel them," she responded.
This time there was no potential in me for a verbal response. My eyes must have widened though at her declaration.
"They are large C's, Ricky," Tabi continued.
The best I could do was nod at her and them.
"Eyes up here, Ricky. I have thick, hard nipples too."
How could I not keep my eyes on her breasts? This girl teasing me was getting to be too much for me to handle.
"Why don't I come to your house later so you can see them," she asked.
There was no way I was going to argue. I gulped out a yes.
"Great, see ya later then." Just as Tabi turned away, her mother approached us. There was no doubting they were mother and daughter. There was a strong family resemblance.
They both wore their hair the same way, long, wavy and down to their shoulders. The only difference was that Mom had died her hair blonde. Both sported a well developed set of tits. Mrs. Howard overwhelmed her daughter in the tit department though. She must have been sporting a pair of double D's at least. Both had long, well defined legs and asses that just wouldn't quit.
Nervously, I said, "Hi, Mrs. Howard."
Ignoring me, she turned to Tabitha. "We have to leave, honey."
"Mom, will you drive me to Ricky's house later," asked Tabitha.
The busty mother looked me up and down before answering. "We have to have our lunch first and then I have errands to run."
Tabi and I both looked very disappointed at the decision. Before either of us could say anything though, lightning or something must have struck her mother. The lightning being a djinn, of course.
Mrs. Howard took the two steps between us, ending up within my personal space. She rubbed my arm up and down lightly.
I had told the bloody djinn I did not like surprises. He was laughing his ass off at me. Just my luck I get a genie with a wicked sense of humour.
"Well, I suppose we could just have a quick bite with your father, Honey, and then swing by Rick's house. I can postpone my errands until tomorrow," said the pastor's wife. Did I mention Mrs. Howard was the pastor's wife?
We all said our goodbyes and the two women walked away with an exaggerated sway to their hips. Oh my gawd, their asses looked so fine.
I went looking for my mother who was still at the gathering of the hens, squawking away with the others. I tugged on her hand to get her attention.
"Mom, let's go," I said.
"Shortly, Ricky."
"No Mom, right now. I have a date in a while."
Mom looked at the other women and with arched eyebrows said, "My son has a date. I guess I can't keep him waiting."
The entire gaggle of hens tittered and chuckled at my obvious embarrassment. Mom let me lead her away by the hand.
"Ricky, slow down. You would think you were going to get laid or something," Mom said still grinning at me.
"Mom, when we get home can you go upstairs and leave us alone?"
"Certainly," she said. "Who is coming over? Jennifer? Chelsea?"
"No, Mom, it's the Howard women."
"The Howard women? I thought they only had one daughter," said Mom with a puzzled tone.
"They do. Tabi is bringing her mother with her."
"Oh my my," responded my mother. "My little boy is growing up quickly. A mother daughter team. Oh my. And her married too."
I answered quite proud of myself at Mom's praise. "Yup."
"You better make sure Mrs. Howard is in good enough condition to go home to her husband afterwards."
Soon enough, we were home. After giving me a tongue tangling kiss at her bedroom door, Mom left me alone. I almost ran to my room to change my pants. Already I had learnt it was better to be wearing sweats when the sex started. Much easier to get out of them. LOL.
I was anxiously awaiting them in the livingroom when the doorbell rang announcing their arrival. This was going to be great! I opened the door slowly teasing myself with what was going to be happening very shortly. Already my shaft was hardening in anticipation of this mother daughter duo.
With the door open wide, I was in no way disappointed. The two women were dressed very similarly. I guess they were in clubbing finery. Both had tight bodices hugging and emphasizing their tits and their different sizes.
I made a twirling motion with my fingers and both women turned their backs to me allowing me a good look at their backsides. Their asses were a matching pair. The dresses cleaved to their bums showing no panty lines. They were either pantiless or wearing thongs.
I could not imagine the pastor's wife wandering around town without panties so they must be thongs. But, for that matter, how did mom and daughter get past the pastor in these outfits in the first place?
The djinn chuckled. I hated him laughing at me.
I let my gaze continue down past their butts to their long, lean, athletic legs to their four inch stilettoes. I have always found my mom wearing this type of footwear tremendously sexy and this case was no different.
Inviting the women in, I stood to the side allowing them entrance. Once in, and the door closed, both women stepped right into my open arms. Each gave me a passionate kiss on the lips. Both lips were soft and inviting.
We three took seats on the couch, me in the middle. I placed my hands on the backrest and they both moved into my arms.
"Ladies, I am so happy you could come by," I said.
Both women smiled and Mrs. Howard said, "Tabi has been telling me all about you, Ricky. She says you are the quiet and shy type."
"I guess she is right if we were discussing me of a few weeks ago. Lately though, I have been coming out of my shell."
"That's very good. Personal growth is always a good thing."
Saying that Mrs. Howard placed her hand on my knee. Wordlessly, Tabi copied her mother's move while smiling at me.
"I know, right," I said.
Mrs. Howard rubbed my leg from my knee to mid thigh while asking, "What brought you out of your shell, Ricky? What changed you?"
"The biggest change was when I started fucking my mother."
"Ohmygawd!" exclaimed Tabi. "You're fucking your mother?"
Mrs. Howard was rubbing closer and closer to my cock stretched down my pant leg.
"Yup, I'm fucking my mother. I have developed a thing for fucking mothers." Pardon the pun.
Mrs. Howard had my stiff rod firmly in hand at this point. "You have fucked other mothers as well?" she asked.
"Just one more so far. But I did play with another mother too."
Mrs. Howard was squeezing my dick now. "I'm a mother, Ricky," she said.
"An extremely sexy mother," I said.
"An extremely sexy mother that doesn't get enough sex at home," she said.
"The pastor doesn't fuck you?"
"Not frequently," said Mrs. Howard. "he is far too busy trying to get into the panties of all of Tabi's friends."
"Is he successful with them?" I asked.
"He almost did with Tabi but I came home just in time to put a stop to it," said Mrs. Howard.
"Please take your dresses off, ladies," I said. "Tabi, did you want to have sex with your father?"
Both women had taken to their feet in order to disrobe. They took their time, revealing themselves to me slowly and seductively. Tabi's boobs were a generous C cup just as she had promised me. Wearing a sky blue push up bra only made them look even larger.
Her mom had the biggest boobs I had ever seen in the flesh. Must have been double D's. They lacked the firmness her daughter's boobs possessed. They seemed to wobble when she moved. Except that they were sitting on a turquoise shelf bra, with matching panties, I suspect they would have been dangling. Not that they were unattractive in their setting.
Sitting back down, Mrs. Howard's hand went right back to my cock. I took the opportunity to fondle her big boobs. Of course, I was in immediate lust, caressing them, and moulding them. Her areolae were large and slightly off center, her nipples thick like pencil ends and, thanks to the bra, pointing right at me.
Tabi answered my question. "I don't know if I really wanted to have sex with my dad. I had been at a party that night and came home drunk. Daddy was punishing me for being bad by spanking my bare ass. He had just put a finger in my pussy when Mom came in."
Wordlessly I tore my eyes from Mrs. Howards tits to look in her eyes.
"Needless to say," she said, "none of us got laid that night. And, the bastard was lucky I didn't throw his ass out on the street. Can we take your pants off, Ricky? I want to see your hard dick."
The sudden change of thought caught me quite unaware. Before I could formulate an answer, Tabi was pulling at the waistband of my sweats. I lifted my ass up a bit so she could get my pants right off.
"You have a nice cock, Ricky," said Mrs. Howard wrapping her hand around it again.
"I'm anxious to feel it inside me," she said.
"Ricky," began Tabi, "are you going to fuck my mother?"
"I most certainly want to," I confirmed.
"Does that mean you won't fuck me too?" asked Tabi who was now squeezing her lovely tits through her bra.
Mrs. Howard slid to her knees between my legs in order to give my little head a kiss.
"Tabi, I will definitely fuck you too," I said.
Mrs. Howard was fully engrossed by my cock and balls. Cupping the family jewels in one hand and the other wrapped around my hardened shaft, she was continuing to kiss the tip with open lips.
"Ladies, in order to get us all ready for this, would you put on a show for me?"
"What kind of show, Rick? Do you want me to masturbate while you watch like my daddy does?" asked Tabi.
"Maybe in a while, Baby. I watch a lot of porn and my favourite stuff to watch is lesbian porn. Can you put on that kind of show for me?"
Tabi looked perplexed. "But, I'm not into girls, Rick," she said.
Mrs. Howard gave my dick one last kiss before climbing to her feet. "Of course we will."
She held out her hand to her daughter. Reluctantly, Tabi took to her feet as well. Momma pulled her little girl into a tight embrace. Tabi's reluctance was still plain to see. Yet she stayed still, not trying to break away from her mother's arms.
The mother's and daughter's tits were mashed against each other. Mrs. Howard leaned forward the small distance needed in order to press her lips against her daughter's lips.
The kissing started off slowly, Mrs. Howard oozing sexual desire from all her pores, Tabi much more hesitant. But Mrs. Howard either wanted to make love to her daughter or simply put on a good pornographic show for me. Either way, I would be the winner.
Gradually, the kisses became longer and more passionate. With lips open and their tongues moving from mouth to mouth, I could see their jaws clenching and relaxing with each and every kiss.
As their kisses progressed to deep, passionate soul kisses, Tabi relaxed in her mother's arms. She lifted her own arms to her mother's shoulders as the kissing continued.
Mrs. Howard's arms and hands went in the other direction. She slid her way down until she had her hands rubbing her daughter's ass. Now that was a sight. Momma let her palms roam everywhere on the girl's but. Caresses progressed to the mother clutching handfuls of the daughter's butt cheeks, squeezing hard.
The pair moved like they were dancing in a ballet. Mrs. Howard continued their butt play. Tabi gradually let her hands drift down between their two bodies. In moments, she had her mum's tits in her hands.
This was much better than any porn I had ever seen. Granted the conversational track had been no better but the two models, mother and daughter, were simply fantastic. A drastic improvement over the actresses on screen who portrayed being relatives.
Also, there was genuine passion here. Even if it was with the help of my djinn. The women were loving, caring, and had no inhibitions about making out with one another, caressing each other, fondling each other in front of a virtual stranger.
Everyone should have a djinn of their own. Raucous laughter filled my head. What an ass.
I wanted them to make themselves comfortable. With that thought, the two women moved back towards the couch. I left them all the room and dragged an armchair over so I could still be close and comfortable.
Tabi was lying on top of her mother. They had resumed making out. They were so incredibly sexy and alluring. Not hot in the traditional sense because of the gentleness involved but erotic to an extreme.
Breaking off their French kisses, Tabi began to lick and nibble her mother's jaw and neck. She was working her way slowly down Momma's body to the mammoth tits Tabi had her hands on. Mrs. Howard had her hands on her daughter's head, trying to crush her face against her own body.
Finally! Tabi had her mouth on her mother's breasts. I was leaning as far forward as I could in the chair that I was at risk of falling off the edge of the seat. With the growing heat in their activities, my cock was in its favourite position, rock hard and standing straight up. I wrapped my hand around it and squeezed myself hard over and over again.
Tabi was hunched over on her knees. Her hands were on her mother's tits caressing them, squeezing them, moulding them. Before taking her mom's nipples between her teeth, she unhunched to give her mother a deep, passionate kiss.
With nipples engaged, Tabi nipped them and tugged on them. Mrs. Howard was clearly enjoying this as evidenced by her moans of pleasure. Tabi maintained the tit work for minutes before moving on to another erogenous zone.
Still hunched over, Tabi put her hands on Mrs. Howard's thighs, licking her way down her mother's body. I loved how slowly Tabi was caressing and licking momma. Definite love as well as passion there.
I had thought Tabi would go straight for her mom's pussy once her lips were in range. But, nope, she didn't. She kissed her mother's thighs and rained more kisses all around the pussy. Mrs. Howard's legs were lifted and bent at the knees. Tabi's hands slid smoothly up and down her legs from the knees to just about the ankle.
Mrs. Howard was making cooing noises as her daughter teased her. When Tabi's lips were close to momma's pussy, Mrs. Howard would arch upwards trying to mash her pussy against her daughter.
Finally, Tabi took mercy on her mother. Giving up on smoothing her way up and down Mrs. Howard's legs, Tabi placed her hands to the side of her mother's pussy. Before her face came too close and blocked my view, I could see the sexy mother's cunt was glistening wet.
Tabi used her delicate thumbs to separate the labia in front of her. She stuck her tongue out flat and began to lick her mother from the very bottom of her pussy and to the top. Mrs. Howard continued to arch her pussy as tightly as she could against her daughter's teasing tongue.
I could still hear the mother cooing and beginning to moan. She was murmuring as well. "Yess, yesss, oh babygirl, yessss."
Taby continued with the long tongue flattened licking but added rubbing her mother's clitoris with her thumb to the mix. This added more fuel to Mrs. Howard's fire. The volume of her cries and mutterings increased as she began to wind her way to orgasmic bliss.
Tabi seemed to lock her lips on momma's clit. Mrs. Howard let out with a series of coos and small shrieks. Her loins were almost continually mashed against her daughters face.
"Oooooo, oooooo, oooooo, babygirl... that's it...Mommy is going to cum, Mommy is gonnnaaaaaa..." and cum she did.
Her body was continuously mashing upwards. Her hands were on the back of her daughter's head. Mrs. Howard's leg muscles locked up as the woman orgasmed. In waves of pleasure, the mother continued to shriek and mutter little words of encouragement to her daughter.
Tabi continued licking and sucking on her mother's clit until her mother started pushing her head away and muttering..." Enough, baby, stop, ooooh, baby, please stop."
Continued tongue lashing to momma's clit brought the woman to one more orgasm. This had to be the woman's most intense one yet as she shrieked at the wave of pleasure overtaking her again.
Coming down from her cloud, her entire body relaxed, muscles unclenching, and exhaustion taking over. Tabi sat up straight and shifted her body until she too was lying at the end of the couch, the other end from her mother.
Tabi had enjoyed her adventure in her mother's cunt. The daughter had momma's pussy fluids slathered all over face. And, Tabi's pussy was wet enough to drip out and puddle on the couch seat. Both women looked exhausted.
"Mrs. Howard, Tabi, that was an awesome performance," I exclaimed as I gave them a round of applause.
Both women tried to smile back at me. Tabi was more successful than her mother as Mrs. Howard looked to be too drained to even move.
"Tabi, as soon as your mother has some energy restored, it will be your turn to enjoy a woman's mouth on your pussy."
The two women lying, sprawled out, at opposite ends of the couch was a very enticing sight. While they were resting up for the next round, I fell to my knees between them. My fingers wanted to do some walking.
Mrs. Howard's mammoth tits needed further exploration. They were soft and spongy but with huge nipples poking out. I let my hands move and caress her boobs. Twisting her nipples made the woman groan. It was so hot to me when I lifted the tits up and tugged them side to side by her nipples.
Tiring of the titty play, I trailed my fingers down Mrs. Howard's body to her damp pussy. Sliding two fingers into her cunt, I was amazed at how wet the woman really was. To my surprise though, her pussy walls locked onto my invading fingers making it difficult to move them. Not impossible, just difficult. Mrs. Howard's cunt must have been extremely tight before her daughter ate her to so many climaxes.
While turning to her daughter, I licked Mrs. Howard's pussy juices from my finger. This woman tasted incredible.
Playing with Tabi was very similar to my play with her mother. But her tits felt different. Obviously not as huge as momma's boobs but extremely firm. Much firmer than her mother's tits. Fingers tweaking and pulling on nipples gave me some breast movement but not nearly as much as doing the same to Mrs. Howard.
I'm not going to say which set of tits I liked better. I was learning that I loved all tits. And asses too, for that matter. They may have looked and felt different but they were all lovely. And, this mother daughter duo had magnificent tits.
Much to my surprise Tabi's pussy was difficult to enter. From her ballbusting attitude and attachment to the school sports teams, I had always imagined her to be a slut. I had thought her pussy would have been well used by the school athletes. It seems I was wrong. She was no virgin mind you, just not as heavily used as I had imagined.
Sitting back down on the edge of my seat while licking my fingers clean of Tabi's pussy fluid, I spoke to her mom.
"Are you okay, Mrs. Howard? You looked like you really enjoyed your daughter licking your slit."
"I am wonderful," said Mrs. Howard from her position of languor. "That was just awesome. I never knew Tabi could eat pussy like that."
"Neither did I, Mom," said Tabi. "I liked your pussy. You tasted so creamy. You were so wet it was if I was sucking down a milk shake."
A milk shake! LOL. The girl was hilarious.
"Have you ever had a girl lick your pussy, Tabi," I asked.
"Not yet," she replied.
"Momma, are you ready to go down on your daughter?" I asked.
"Mmm hmm," she muttered as she pulled herself to her daughter's end of the couch.
"Come on, Mom!" exclaimed Tabi. "It's my turn now."
"Yes, Baby," said her mother getting to her knees between her daughter's spread legs.
Mrs. Howard wasted no time with foreplay. Her daughter's anxiousness was written on her face. Mrs. Howard pulled her daughter's pussy lips wide open, planting her own lips on her daughter's clit.
With the sudden onslaught of her mother's lips, the fully wound up Tabi, started letting out ooks and eeks immediately. This girl was already on the edge. Her mother continued sucking on Tabi's clit. She inserted two fingers into her daughter's cunt beginning to plunge them in and out.
I could see Tabi's body was simply tingling from the effects of her mother finger fucking her. Muscles were locking up, toes arched, nipples pointing straight upwards. It didn't take much to get this girl going.
As much as I was enjoying watching Tabi's body getting close to her first orgasm, my attention was grabbed by Mrs. Howard's heart shaped ass. Her tits might have been saggy and even flabby, but not her ass.
Mrs. Howard's ass looked to be well maintained by exercise. The skin was tight, her cheeks firm. She was wriggling her ass back and forth a little in time with her slurping at her daughter's pussy. I could see more pussy fluid leaking and running down her thighs.
Truth be told, I was so focussed on Mrs. Howard's ass that I lost sight of Tabi. I moved as close to the edge of my seat as I could without falling off again. Mrs. Howard was paying no attention to me. Her attention was fully devoted to her daughter's pussy and clit. Tabi's ooks and eeks were pretty much constant and growing in volume.
Mrs. Howard kept two fingers fucking into her daughter's pussy but moved her body upwards to be able to put her mouth on Tabi's tits. Eyes locked on her pussy, she seemed to be winking at me.
When Mrs. Howard arched her ass up again in order to return her tongue to daughter's pussy, I couldn't take it any longer. I was tired of just watching these two women pleasure each other. I wanted me some too.
On my knees, I moved my body closer to the mother until my hands were on her ass. My impatience was too much for me. I grabbed a pair of cheeks and inched my cockhead into position at the mother's opening to her pussy.
My aim was pretty good since I could feel my shaft beginning to slide between her pussy lips into the wet cavern between her thighs. As soon as I knew I was right there, I lunged forward rocketing my dick into the mother's cunt.
Mrs. Howard shrieked into her daughter's pussy. I slid back slowly until only my little head was in place. Then I rammed it in again. I could feel Mrs. Howard's cunt walls contracting and tightening around my hard dick. I pulled back before slamming in yet again.
Mrs. Howard shrieked again. Tabi shrieked out her announcement that she was cumming. Every time I slammed into her mother, Mrs. Howard's mouth would be mashed against her daughter's pussy. And she would yell. And Tabi would yell. Hell, even I would yell.
Tabi climaxed.
Mrs. Howard climaxed.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming right now," I yelled and I climaxed too.
I must have spurted a half dozen ropes of my sperm into Mrs. Howard's cunt. I felt like my balls were churning out a lifetime supply of my cum into the pussy clamped down on my dick.
Finally, the noise began to abate. All three of us lay back recuperating.
"Are you going to do me now, Ricky?" asked Tabi.
"I just need to rest up a little, Tabi. Then it will be our turn."
While laying there, something crossed my mind.
"Mrs. Howard, has your husband the pastor been with any of the women in the congregation sexually?"
She hesitated before answering me. "Yes, unfortunately."
" Just the older women? Or the younger girls? Or both?"
"Both," she said.
"Hmmm..." I said.
"Hmmm..." the djinn echoed back at me.
Thanks for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it. Please leave your comments. I appreciate the feedback, good or bad. Also, please take a moment to vote. Thanks again.The Ring of Truth Ch. 08
Two moms, a daughter and a husband watching.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
This story has taken a huge curve. I wanted to see if the ring could be used for good versus evil. It is no longer a simple sex story.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
"Mrs. Howard, has your husband the pastor been with any of the women in the congregation sexually?"
She hesitated before answering me. "Yes, unfortunately."
"Just the older women? Or the younger girls? Or both?"
"Both," she said.
"Hmmm..." I said.
"Hmmm..." the djinn echoed back at me.
Continuing to recuperate and pondering life, raucous laughter filled my head. I did not know what it meant but it did not portend well. But, that's what you can expect when you have an evil genie in your head.
Before I could react, Mom came clomping quickly down the stairs still wearing her church clothes from the morning with the addition of stilettoes. She glanced at the dishevelled trio in her living room.
"Julia," she announced, "your husband's car just pulled into the driveway!"
The mother and daughter's faces were swept with fear.
Mrs. Howard's first name is Julia. Good to know.
"Go upstairs," said Mom, "and pull yourselves together."
The women grabbed their clothes off the floor and made for the stairs.
"Ricky, you get dressed too," said Mom.
By the time I had pulled my pants on, the doorbell was ringing. Mom took a quick glance around, picked up the forgotten turquoise thong, threw it at me, and made her way to the door.
"Pastor Howard, welcome to our home," said Mom. "Please come in."
The pastor walked into the room and gave it a very examining glance.
"You know my son, Ricky, of course."
"Yes. Where are they?" demanded the Pastor.
I looked around the room with a quizzical look on my face.
"Where is whom?" I asked.
My mind was whirling. I asked the djinn if he could only affect women or could he do his stuff on men too. He told me he could affect both as long as it meant something sexually to me.
I told him I didn't want to have sex with a guy but I wanted a man to do nothing to stop me from having sex. The djinn told me that was within his purview.
"Phew," I thought to myself while wiping my sweaty brow with the thong."
"My daughter and my wife. The woman whose thong you have in your hand."
"Yes, these certainly smell like your wife's pussy. Must be hers."
Mom glared at me, "Ricky!" she said indignantly.
"Please sit down, Pastor," I said while shaking my head indicating to my mom that she should not interrupt.
"I don't want to sit down, I want my women," demanded the Pastor. He looked somewhat surprised to find himself sitting in the arm chair, very close to me, a moment later.
"Mom, please ask Mrs. Howard and Tabi to come down here."
Mom gave me a questioning look before going upstairs to do as I asked. The Pastor and I sat still, me staring at him and him glaring at me.
In a few minutes, Mom clomped her way back down the stairs again followed by the two Howard women. All three looked uncomfortable walking into the room. Mom, of course, was her regular beautiful and sexy self while the other two were dishevelled and had that freshly fucked look to them.
"What have you two been up to?" demanded the pastor. "Why are you here?"
Before they could answer, I indicated they should join me on the couch, one sitting on each side of me.
"Why, Pastor, isn't it obvious?" I asked. "They came over to fuck me but I have only been able to have sex with your wife at this point. Tabi is still waiting for her turn."
"What!" exclaimed the Pastor.
"Ricky!" exclaimed all three women.
"Pastor Howard, your wife tells me you are having sex with some of the congregation. Are you? Answer me truthfully."
All three women now looked shocked. Mom glared at the Pastor with anger in her eyes since this was the first she was hearing of it. The Pastor's wife and daughter had looks of horror on their faces since I was throwing this in his face.
"Yes," mumbled the Pastor. His face reflected shame and embarrassment. Not because of what he had done but because of the way I had thrown it in his face.
"Have you fucked young girls too, Pastor?" I asked.
Again a mumbled yes.
"Underage girls, Pastor?"
Another mumbled yes.
"And women above the legal age of consent?"
Less mumbling to his agreement this time.
"We have things to discuss, Pastor but first things first. You are not to have any sexual congress with anyone under the age of eighteen ever again. If you do, you will be reported to the police and the media as a child predator. Do you understand and accept this, Pastor Howard?"
He rapidly nodded his head and this time his yes was clearly said.
"Good. I'm glad we have that out of the way. Ladies, you can all relax now."
You could see all three women and even the Pastor loosen up. The tension fled all their bodies. I put my arms around both of the Howard women, hugging them to me.
"Pastor Howard, your daughter has told me that you were fingerfucking her one night when caught by your wife."
He started nodding before I could even ask a question. Kudos to the djinn for his help with this turd.
"From now on, Tabi is off limits to you. For that matter, so is your wife. Is that clear?"
"But she's my wife," he said.
I eased my hands down on to the mother and daughter's breasts. I cupped them gently.
"Mrs. Howard, Julia, do you want to have sex with this man?"
"No! Never!" she said.
"That's the verdict, Pastor. No sex with your wife and daughter. Is that clear? Same punishment as before if you fight us on this."
We could see the Pastor struggling to say something, to put up an argument. His body was letting him down as well, despite fighting to stand up, he was not successful. The inner war went on for some minutes before he came to realize he was meshed in something beyond his control or ability to fight.
"I understand," he said glumly.
"How do you manage to have sex with all these women in your congregation?"
Looking in my mother's direction, I saw that she must have been getting sore feet standing so long on her stilettoes. I invited her to sit at my feet between my legs.
The pastor began his response. Quietly he said, "I seduce them. I tell them they will find the path to spiritual grace by being with me."
I was enjoying being able to fondle his wife's and daughter's tits in front of him. I didn't think I was being evil. But payback is a bitch.
"Pastor Howard, we are going to have to have you make amends for your own transgressions."
The main looked at me plaintively.
"I don't think, Pastor Howard, you are going to be able to be hard ever again."
Can I really do this, I asked the djinn. I guess I should have checked with him first. A small chuckle.
The man looked devastated. Obviously he believed me. Tears began to trickle down his cheeks. Man, I would certainly be crying my ass off if I could not get hard ever again.
"Pastor, you will still feel all the same sexual desires and needs you have always felt. You just won't be able to get a hard-on or ejaculate."
I tore my eyes off the pastor. He was just too pitiful to watch any longer. I looked to his wife and his daughter. Both women were smiling at the pastor.
I looked down to see Mom's reaction. She was looking at the pastor stoney faced. Looking down the way I was, I also had a free look down Mom's dress. Her hardened nipples and beautiful boobs beckoned to me. Without even thinking about it or our audience, I leaned over to wrap my hands around Mom's tits. Mom was just so sexy I doubted I would ever get enough of her.
I decided to test my command on the Pastor. I asked Mom to strip down and go sit on the wide, well-padded arm of his chair. I wanted her to masturbate right there beside him and see if he would get hard. My sexy mother would be a great test of his ability. Or lack thereof.
Wearing just her stilettoes, Mom approached him. I loved watching the sway of her tight, toned ass. Like I said earlier, I would never get too much of my mother's sexual charms.
The pastor watched Mom warily. She perched on the arm of his chair, swung around so one leg was across the pastor, the other on the floor, and began to rub her breasts. She tweaked her nipples, tugging them outwards. My mother even leaned forward so that they were closer to his face.
The Pastor was being pretty stoic about it all. He was doing his best to avoid looking at my sexy, burning hot, MILF. Looking over in our direction seemed like an improvement to him, I guess.
Mrs. Howard—oh yeah, Julia—looked up at me with a grin on her face. She reached up to me, pulled my face close to her and we began making out once again. Julia's tongue was very busy in my mouth. Our tongues twirled around each other's.
I could just see the Pastor out of the corner of my eye. He was fighting a losing battle as his gaze kept turning from Mom to Julia and me. His look had not changed. Still stoic and hard eyed.
Deciding to up our game and torment the bastard further, I broke off kissing his wife, and helped her slide her dress down revealing her large but floppy tits. She had not taken the time to put her bra on upstairs when she cleaned up so her mammoth DD's were sagging but her nipples still pointed almost straight out.
Looking over again, I saw that the Pastor's look had changed again. I could not be sure if it was now a look of indignation or lechery.
"Mom, check if the shithead has a hard on, please."
Mom removed her fingers from her glistening wet pussy to grab a handful of dick. I even saw her give it an extremely tight clench. The Pastor definitely reacted to the painful squeezing of his junk. His eyes almost popped out of his head.
Mom shook her head negatively so I returned my attention to the Howard women. Before I went back to mouthing the momma's tits, I asked the Pastor's daughter to pull off my pants and make sure I was hard enough to fuck.
Tabi swooped to her knees in order to pull my pants down and off. She immediately started playing with my balls. Her father's eyes lashed lightning bolts at me.
Tabi decided to use only one hand on my balls. Cock play was something she had experienced many times previously. She might not have given up her pussy to all the high school jocks but she sure must have given a huge pile of handjobs in her life.
She was just so good at it. While lightly bouncing my furry balls with one hand, she used her other hand on my rigid shaft. Tabi alternated her grip on my dick, sometimes tight, sometimes loose. The speed of her strokes varied as well.
"Tabi, you make me feel so good," I complimented her.
"Did your father ever ask you to give him a handjob?"
"Yes," she replied sheepishly," but I never did."
"Pastor, you are really going to miss out on a great deal of sexual satisfaction from your daughter. She loves handling cocks. Just not yours."
Both Mom and Julia sent lightning glares in his direction. I guess this whole endeavour today was hypocritical of us all but especially me. The Pastor seduced his bed partners using his holy vibes. I used a genie. The major difference in this case was that I never approached young girls under the age of consent and never would. That behaviour was just reprehensible.
He seduced the women of the congregation by promises of perpetual grace and free entrance through the pearly gates. That defined evil in my mind. I wanted to punish this bastard.
I wanted him to feel miserable for the crimes he committed against his congregation. Especially the younger women. I was not sure how to go about this yet but I thought I had made a start.
"Mom, is he hard?"
Once again, Mom locked her claws on the Pastor's junk.
"Nope, not yet."
"Pastor, please join me on the couch," I ordered.
The pastor struggled for a moment but eventually found his way to the couch. I commanded him to lose his pants and underwear before taking a seat.
With the pastor watching closely, I nudged his wife into the position I wanted. She was leaning against the side of the couch with her left leg straight out across my lap, her foot also on the pastor's leg. The other foot was on the floor. Her pussy was wide open to her husband's view.
Tabi was still on her knees playing with my dick. "Tabi, use your mouth now, please."
Her father glared at me for a moment, just a moment. His eyes kept drifting towards his daughter sucking my cock no matter how hard he tried not to look. Since I told him he would feel the same attractions as before the djinn's intervention, the pastor could not tear his eyes away from what he would have loved to watch in an earlier time.
Tabi's eyes were restless as well. She would look at my prick, look at me, and look at her father. Even with my hard shaft fully inserted in her sucking mouth, she would give her father a lascivious smile.
"Your daughter is a great cocksucker, Pastor. She really knows how to do the job right."
I could sense he was struggling to say something to me but no words were coming out of his mouth. His anger was obvious and growing. I could see the tension in his body. But movement seemed like an impossibility.
Tabi was exercising her oral talents to the best of her ability and to my enjoyment. Currently, she was working the sides and tip of my shaft licking me like the tastiest ice cream cone. Her hand was following her licking tongue up and down. The other hand was gently caressing my balls.
While Mom was still masturbating herself and generally content with her lot in today's adventure, Julia wanted more than to just watch her daughter working my cock in front of her husband. She wanted to be included in the mental torture we were inflicting on her husband.
Taking things in hand, hands actually, she used one to pull my face down to her tit which the other hand was lifting up to my mouth. I'm good with hints, I began to kiss my way all across her whole boob. My target was her nipple.
Ire definitely boiling, the pastor kept looking from me to his wife and then to his daughter. His eyes kept roving over all three of us. He could not help himself. As much as he wanted to look away, the djinn's command prevented him from doing so.
He let out a moan of despair when his daughter began to lick and suck my testicles while her hand continued to slowly jerk my dick. A groan, almost painful, when his wife moaned as I tugged her big tit by biting on her nipple. His eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw that I was finger fucking his wife as well.
"Do you like how your wife looks when someone else is fingerfucking her, Pastor? I certainly admire her huge tits and the tightness of her pussy. Don't you?"
His wife lay all the way back on the overstuffed couch arm. Her head was also back, face looking at the ceiling, and making small eek sounds.
"Aren't you disappointed you will never have your hands on your wife's body ever again? You won't ever fuck her again. I will though, Pastor, I'll be fucking her anytime we want to."
Even looking miserable, I couldn't bring myself to feel sorry for this poor excuse for a man. I wanted him to feel as miserable as any of the young girls he had abused.
"I'm sure you are also disappointed that your daughter will never ever suck your cock either. You will never feel her hot, wet mouth on your little dick."
Tabi changed to deepthroating me in front of her daddy. Daddy's little girl was a champion cocksucker. I had to wonder why more rumours and stories about her were not floating around the school.
"What do you think, Julia? Doesn't Tabi look like a great cocksucker?"
"And her father will never feel her lips wrapped around his dirty cock," responded Julia.
I swear the bastard was almost in tears listening to us bust his balls. Good!
I asked Julia to join her daughter and share the fellating. She agreed without hesitation. In order to give everyone more room as well as to ensure the Pastor was getting a good view of the activity, I adjusted my position so it was me lying back against the arm of the couch.
The two women were doing an awesome job of sharing my shaft. Both tongues were busy licking me like the proverbial ice cream cone. Tabi wanted the head of my rod all the time, not willing to share the precum with her mother.
"Tabi, I think it's time we fucked. What do you think?"
"Oh yes! Yeah!" she answered as she clambered up on the couch with me.
"How about you, Pastor Howard, do you want to watch me fuck your daughter?"
Obviously there was no verbal response from the father. There was hatred blazing from his eyes though. I smiled at him.
"How do you want me, Ricky?" asked Tabi.
"Let's have you face your father and squat on my cock."
I was finding it difficult not to enjoy the Pastor's humiliation and sexual torture. Feeling Tabi's hot, slippery cunt sliding down my pole only added to my enjoyment of the situation.
"Pastor, your daughter's pussy is so wet and so tight. As she slides up and down my cock in her cunt, she is making me so excited. I don't know how long it is going to be before I shoot my load into her tight, wet, hardly used pussy."
By this time, I had my hands on the guy's daughter's DD tits. They were so firm, much firmer than her mother's tatas, and the feeling of them filling my hands was awesome. I slipped my hands underneath them, cupped those tits, and held them out for her father's appreciation.
Appreciation! Hah! Even the djinn found the sarcasm to be hilarious.
Sliding my hands upwards, I latched on to her thick nipples. Using my grip on them, I tugged those tits in every direction.
"Do you like that, Tabi?" I asked as the young girl continued to fuck herself on my invading dick.
"Do you like fucking me in front of your daddy?"
The daughter panted out an affirmative response.
"Tell your father, Tabi. Tell him how you feel."
The girl looked over her shoulder at me. I smiled and nodded, encouraging her to follow my instructions.
"Daddy, I love Ricky's big, hard cock in my pussy. My cunt is so wet! I love fucking Ricky. The best part is you will never fuck me like this."
Julia was so pleased at this jibe delivered to her husband that she stood up and kissed her daughter appreciatively. It started as a tender kiss but changed after her mother's hand joined mine on the girl's beautiful boobs.
The pastor watched closely as his wife began making out with his sexy daughter. Julia's hand travelled over the large expanse of tit flesh. The kisses she was delivering her daughter were increasing in passion. The deep soul kisses had her mouth between her daughter's lips. I could see the bulges in Tabi's cheek from the travels of her mother's tongue.
"Pastor, your daughter is an awesome fuck. I don't even have to work her pussy myself. I can just enjoy the feeling of your daughter slamming her way down my cock. When she lifts up, her pussy walls try to clamp down on my dick."
Momma rewarded me for my appreciative statement by moving her lips from Tabi's to my own. In seconds our tongues were duelling back and forth from my mouth to hers.
The Pastor was so emotional at this display that I could see his muscles quivering in anger. Served the bastard right. He was going to be severely punished for his transgressions against his family and his congregation. I just wasn't sure about how to deal with the congregation yet.
Tabi was really into this. She was beginning to moan her sexual excitement in time with her dragging her awesomely tight pussy up my fully rooted cock. I took her mother's hand from her tit, placing it lower down. Julia caught on immediately, sliding her fingers to her daughter's clit.
With my cock inside her, fucking her, and her mother's fingers massaging her clit, Tabi's moans changed to little shrieks. Her ooks and eeks grew louder and louder completely filling the room.
"I'm fucking your daughter, Pastor, just like she was one of the harlots from the scriptures you pretend are so important. My cock is not the first one in her pussy either. She loves being fucked, Pastor."
The looks on the father's face were revolving in a cyclical manner. From anger to humiliation to lust. Over and over again.
"I'm going to cum soon, Tabi. Will you be able to come with me?"
"Yesss, yesss, yesss, Ricky!"
I whispered into her mother's ear.
She moved her face away from mine down to her daughter's pussy while continuing to stimulate Tabi's clit. My hands were mauling her daughter's luscious DD's.
"I'm cumming, I'm cumming," I announced.
"Yesss, ohhhh yes, yesss," screamed out Tabi.
I could feel her pussy clasping even harder onto my cock. Tabi lifted her head facing the ceiling, continuing to scream out her orgasm. I did my very best to hold back my own cum.
As Tabi began to come down from her climax, her pussy released its hold on my cock, and Julia pulled my dick out of her daughter's cunt. With a firm grasp on it, she aimed my dick at her face. I couldn't hold back any longer and let my semen fly.
The Pastor looked horrified as my cum began to splatter all across his wife's face. I shot rope after rope of semen wherever she directed it. In moments, my huge load had covered her eyes, her cheeks, and her tits. Julia kept milking my dick until I had nothing left inside me.
"Momma," cried out Tabi. "That was for me! It was mine."
"It's okay, Tabi, I told your mother to do that. Don't worry, you'll get your load soon enough. You didn't think I was going to fuck your sweet pussy just once, did you? Why don't you lick my cum from your mother?"
Tabi pulled herself up and off of my now only semi hard prick. I stood up in order to let her get full access to her mother's body. She chose a sixty nine position for them. Wasting no time, she slid her pussy over her mother's mouth while beginning to lick my cum from Julia's tits.
Simply standing there watching the mother daughter duo, I reached down to caress Tabi's ever so sexy ass. My palms travelled her cheeks, my fingers slid up and down the cleft of her bum, making little side trips to poke her still wet pussy.
"Isn't this a beautiful sight, Pastor? Your wife. Your daughter. Enjoying themselves sexually while you watch. The father let out what almost sounded like a growl. Checking to see if he was responding, I saw that his cock was still soft. Kind of small for that matter as well.
I was startled for a moment by a hand cupping my balls and a mouth on my dick. Ahhh, Mom was helping me out. In a matter of mere moments, Mom had me hard again, allowing her to truly go to work.
I'm not sure if she felt some sort of competition with the Howard women, especially Tabi, but Mom seemed determined to give me a champion blowjob as well. She was raining kisses all over my re-hardened dick. Her tongue and her lips were all over my shaft. I love my Mom.
"Pastor Howard, would my mother have been one of your congregational targets? Did you ever imagine her like this in front of you?"
How could he say no? How could anyone ever look at my mother and not want to see her naked at their feet? How could anyone not want her hand stroking their cock while she mouthed their balls. The pastor couldn't.
I moved back slightly so I was leaning back on the couch. Mom followed me on her knees, not letting go of my cock. I was still running my hands and fingers all across Tabi's sexy bum.
The two women seemed to be both approaching another orgasm. My fingers felt a river of womanly fluids dripping from Tabi's pussy. I stretched my arm far enough to feel her mother's wet cunt as well.
They were letting out eeks and ooks of ever increasing volume. I wanted to cum with them. I had my mother lean over the arm of the side chair. Taking her from behind, I slid my cock into my mother's cunt.
I could still see and hear the mother and daughter on the couch. I could see the pastor's face so red I wondered if he was going to have a stroke.
Just as the two women in the sixty nine began to scream out their climaxes, I felt my Mom's cunt locking down on my cock indicating she was going to cum as well. I continued pushing into her extremely wet pussy as strongly and quickly as I could.
And, as soon as all three women's shrieks announced they were all cumming, I let go my load into my mother. I could feel her pussy clamping down on my cock and releasing it. She was milking every last vestige of my cum from my cock.
For a minute or so, no one moved. We were all too busy catching our collective breath. I swung around in order to collapse on the armchair. My legs were fully widespread allowing Mom to sit on my lap. Julia was still out of it. Tabi seemed to have recuperated very quickly. I asked her to come over in order to clean my now soft dick and thighs.
"Well, Pastor," I began, "was this everything you hoped for on a Sunday afternoon?"
Finally having found his voice, or perhaps the djinn having released his mental restraints, he replied, "You fucking cocksucker!"
"I definitely am not a cocksucker, Pastor, but you could be."
About to shout out another crude response, the words I said seemed to have soaked into his head. The djinn laughed uproariously.
"Pastor, before you say something stupid, you should leave. Get dressed and go home. I will see you in your office tomorrow right after school. Your women will be staying here tonight."
And he gathered up his clothes, donned them, and left muttering obscenities and curses under his breath.
As I said, this story went in a completely different direction in this chapter than I had originally intended. I hope you enjoyed reading it because I'm not sure I can turn it back now. Please give me your feedback. Let me know what you think of this story now. Comments and votes are all the feedback I can receive. Thanks.The Ring of Truth Ch. 09
The Pastor's wife cuckolds her husband with a lesbian.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
This story has taken a huge curve. I wanted to see if the ring could be used for good versus evil. It is no longer a simple sex story. I have maintained that concept in this chapter as well.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
"Pastor, before you say something stupid, you should leave. Get dressed and go home. I will see you in your office tomorrow right after school. Your women will be staying here tonight."
And he gathered up his clothes, donned them, and left muttering obscenities and curses under his breath.
After all the upheaval of the day and our dealings with the bastard Pastor, the women and I had a quiet evening. A light meal, some TV, and off to bed. Mom and I shared her bed as usual while the Howard women took their slumber in mine.
Breakfast was a simple meal for all of us. Toast, jam, coffee, and gloating. I was not able to convince them to stop. Especially not Julia and Tabi. They felt positively ecstatic about the humiliation of the Pastor yesterday. Both also agreed they had enjoyed the best sleep in many months.
I was not in a gloating mood. Far from it. Mom must have sensed my uncertainty as she remained somewhat glum as well.
It was not a case of feeling the humiliation and mental torture of the asshole Pastor was not needed. And, I did enjoy it. He deserved everything he received and would continue to receive.
My qualms were about the further use of the ring and my pet djinn. Until now, I had not felt I was using the ring in an evil manner. I had not forced any of the women to be with me sexually. They seemed to desire me of their own accord. And everything we all did together was enjoyed by all.
Jennifer was a perfect example of me not taking advantage of a woman. The very hot cheerleader had been involved in a lesbian affaire with our teacher Ms. Walker and had never been with a guy before. As a matter of fact, she had never seen a hard cock before mine.
We added another dimension to her affaire by introducing Mom and me to Jennifer. She was able to see, feel, and taste her first cock with me. But when it came to fucking her, it was decided by us all that she needed a specific event of her own. She did not need to accept sloppy seconds or even thirds from me.
Before we could arrange anything, the Howard weekend occurred. I would need to find quality time for Jennifer if she wanted to move forward with me.
I was almost in a daze all that day at school. I guess I was kind of obvious about it as Ms. Walker asked me to stay after class so we could talk. She stayed behind her desk while I sat at a student's desk in the front row.
"Ricky, what is wrong with you today? You seem to be out of it," asked Ms. Walker.
"I am, I guess. I just have some things on my mind."
"Do you want to tell me about them?" the teacher asked as she walked around the edge of the desk and perched on it. My eyes were drawn down to her long, athletic legs as she crossed them. This simple act became very sexual in my mind as her short skirt slid up her legs revealing the garter belt clips holding up her taupe stockings.
"I do need some advice and I think you are the perfect person to ask since we have such a close personal relationship."
Ms. Walker licked her perfect lips and smiled in encouragement.
"Ms. Walker, do you regret what happened between us?" I asked very straightforwardly.
"I was sorry about it at first," she replied. "I enjoyed the sex, it was great. You and your mother were wonderful lovers. But, it still felt awkward. After all, my life, my career was on the line since you are one of my students."
"At first?" I asked.
"Yes, I became much more comfortable with it when I saw that nothing had changed in our student-teacher relationship. You didn't mix the two."
With that being said, Ms. Walker uncrossed her legs. Rather than recrossing them, she left her legs open. I knew she was deliberately letting me look up her skirt at her pale yellow silk and satin panties.
"Ms. Walker, did you feel coerced or forced to have sex with me?"
My teacher shook her slowly, giving me a wry smile. "No, Ricky, I felt seduced. A masterful seduction."
I had to smile back in return. Ms. Walker had set my mind at ease.
"Thank you for setting my mind easy, Ms. Walker. I wish I could eat you out as a return."
"I wish you could too, Ricky. Let's get together soon."
Mrs. Howard was waiting for me in her car when school let out. I almost leaned over to give her a kiss when I climbed in. Realizing quickly that would be inappropriate, I stopped leaning in her direction before it became too obvious to bystanders what I had been about to do.
At the temple, Mrs. Howard accompanied me to her husband's office. We waited at his door while his assistant Pastor, who also served as the receptionist, announced us.
The Pastor obviously had good taste in women. Since it was a weekday and no services scheduled, she was wearing her street clothes. The AP had stood up slowly when we told her we were there to meet the Pastor.
The woman was about five foot six, wearing low heels, a tight skirt that ended above her knees, and a top that showed off her pleasant sized breasts. Long wavy dark hair that hung beneath her shoulders. A sexy youngish woman.
The Pastor was sitting behind his desk waiting for me nervously. He looked quite surprised when he saw his wife was my companion for this visit.
"Hello, Pastor, how are you today?" I asked.
He grunted out a response. "What are you doing here, Julia?" he asked his wife.
"I asked her to come with me," I said. "We had a great night together, Pastor. How was your night?"
"Horrible," he said with anger tingeing his cheeks.
"Did you manage to get a hard-on, Pastor?"
Anger turned to shame. "No," he replied.
"Did you try?"
"Arrrghhh," was his growled response.
"Well, Pastor, I think we need to discuss your sexual activities with the underage girls of the congregation. But, I think we should have your assistant join us to witness this conversation. Please call her in."
Despite the Pastor not wanting to have any witnesses, he could no more ignore my instructions than he could stop eating for a month. You had to love it.
More chuckles from the crazy djinn.
His sexy assistant Pastor came into the room with a questioning look on her face.
"Can I help?" she asked.
The Pastor asked her to sit and be a witness to these proceedings.
The dark haired girl, Priscilla was her name, looked around before acknowledging there were only two extra chairs in the room, as always, and none for her. I suggested she share a seat with Mrs. Howard.
She walked over to the armchair giving me a glimpse of her delicate ass. The two women tried to share the armchair but there really was not enough room for the two of them. I suggested the Assistant Pastor sit on Mrs. Howard's lap. So they did.
And, to my extreme viewing pleasure, Priscilla had to keep her legs straight out in order to maintain her position. Her skirt had inched up her legs giving me a good like from my side on position to them. She had good legs, long, lean, and athletic. I was a little disappointed that the view was not enhanced by stockings since she was not wearing any.
"Just to fill you in, Priscilla, the Pastor is about to confess to the various sexual crimes he has committed against the congregation," I said.
The girl blushed. She turned her head to the side, trying to bury it in her shoulder.
The djinn whispered in my head.
"Priscilla," I asked, "did he have sex with you as well."
Tears filled her eyes as she looked over her shoulder at Mrs. Howard.
"Did you want to have sex with the Pastor, Priscilla?"
She shook her head negatively in an aggressive manner. Tears continued to flow. Her shoulders shook from the effort of her crying.
"Why did you have sex with him then?" I asked.
"He said if I didn't fuck him, he would tell the whole congregation that I am a lesbian. He said I would be completely ostracized."
"That is just evil, Pastor. How could you do that to this sweet girl!"
The Pastor offered no response at all.
"Is that how you captured all your sexual partners, Pastor? Blackmail?"
The Pastor glared at me with all the evil in his heart leaking out. There was no verbal response. Simply a shrug of his shoulders.
"Mrs. Howard and I are so sorry that you just had to endure this bastard's treatment of you," I said. Mrs. Howard put her arm around the crying assistant to the Pastor.
"Priscilla, would you like to give him back a taste of his own medicine?"
"Y-y-y-yessss," she stammered at me.
"Do you find Mrs. Howard to be attractive? Are you attracted to her?"
Mrs. Howard smiled at the young woman and hugged her tighter. Priscilla smiled back at her while nodding her head affirmatively.
"Why don't you and Mrs. Howard make love while the Pastor is forced to watch?" I asked her.
"You would love to see your wife and assistant pleasuring each other wouldn't you, Pastor."
He all but screamed out a no.
Taking that as her cue, Priscilla, the assistant, swung around, straddling Mrs. Howard. The two women that had been so close to the Pastor leaned together to make out. From where the Pastor was sitting he had a good view of his former pair.
Unfortunately I could see very little since, from my angle, I only had a view of Priscilla's back. I saw that the women's faces were moving against one another. Priscilla had her arms around the neck of the seductive older woman. Mrs. Howard was rubbing her hands lightly up and down the back of her partner.
Naturally, I did the only thing I could do. I moved my chair closer and to the side. As soon as I was sitting and able to see the two women making out my dick began to swell and stiffen. Their kisses were long and passionate. True soul kisses.
I was able to see Mrs. Howard work her hands under the back of the younger woman's top. She returned to caressing the woman's back while slowly working the top up, showing me and the reverend bare skin.
My rod was quite hard at this point. I loved watching the two women make out. Have I mentioned lesbian porn videos were my favourites to watch?
The damned djinn seemed to be nodding and chuckling in agreement with me. How did he know what a video was anyway?
In a few moments the brunette was topless. She had beautiful palm sized breasts. They were very perky and she had no need of a bra. Mrs. Howard's hands were all over those tits. She caressed them, squeezed them, and pinched the assistant's nipples.
That was it, my cock was rock hard. The thing that seemed most natural to me at this point was to put myself in my most comfortable position for watching lesbian action.
I stripped out of my clothes as quickly as possible while continuing to watch the two women. Mrs. Howard at this point had her mouth sucking on Priscilla's erect nipples. It was obvious the women were enjoying each other.
Sitting back down, I put one hand on my balls and the other on my cock giving myself slight squeezes. I was certainly not going to rush my masturbation session.
Mrs. Howard was alternating between kissing Priscilla's nipples and Priscilla's mouth. I found both to be extremely sexy no matter what was being kissed. Mrs. Howard stretched her neck making it possible for her to lick and nibble the girl's jaw, neck, and ear lobes.
This was a scene well worth masturbating to. All my post puberty life I had wanted the opportunity to jerk off to two women. In recent weeks, I had ample opportunity to see woman on woman or women sex but always had women of my own to tend to. Being an observer like this was a new opportunity.
Priscilla had reversed their positions. Now it was her pushing Mrs. Howard's head back. She was nibbling and kissing the Pastor's wife's neck and jaw while ecstatically fondling her massive mammaries. I have no doubt that these were the biggest boobs she ever had her hands on.
And she wanted more than to feel them through the wife's dress. Priscilla's hands went to the zipper at the front of Mrs. Howards dress, slowly pulling it down to her waist. Wasting no time, Priscilla pushed the dress off of the wife's shoulders revealing those huge tits in their bra.
This was better than any video I had seen to date. I had my left hand cupping and rubbing my furry balls. My right hand had a loose grip on my rigid staff and was extremely slowly pulling the skin up and down.
At first I thought Priscilla had been hypnotized by those giant tits in front of her eyes. Not for long though as she quickly locked her hands onto those marshmallow soft boobs. It must have been an unconscious reflex as she licked her lips. In another moment, Priscilla had nudged her way under the other woman's armpits to release the cumbersome bra.
Glancing quickly to the Pastor, I could see that he was running the emotional gamut between being turned on and anger at being unable to get hard. He was not even being given the luxury of masturbating as I was.
"Don't you like this, Pastor? Watching these two hot and sexy women together? Watching your wife and your assistant together like this? Watching these two beauties that you will never be able to enjoy ever again?"
I loved hearing the roar of anger and indignation he let out. It brought a huge smile to my face as well. And to his wife's face. Priscilla had a smile on her face as well but I tend to think it was due to the grand breasts she had in her hands.
Priscilla was reveling in squeezing the huge, soft boobs. She took them by the nipples and pulled. She would pull them up, pull them side to side, and pull them down. The look on her face was pure little girl in the candy shop.
My staff was still standing tall. I was jerking myself slowly, still in no rush, just enough to ensure there was no flagging in my staff.
There must have been some whispering going on between the two women as once my attention left my cock, I saw that they were both standing up and had resumed making out. Their hands travelled each other's body but spent most of their time palming each other's ass.
Mrs. Howard as I knew from first hand exploration had a great ass. Very firm and tight. I didn't know if I would ever get the opportunity to explore Priscilla's ass but her tight skirt hugging her cheeks led me to believe that it was in a fine state as well.
The Pastor's wife decided she needed no help in getting her partially undone dress off the rest of the way. With her arms out at her sides, she began to shimmy allowing it to slide down over her hips and down her legs to puddle on the floor. Still shimmying, Mrs. Howard stepped away from it.
The shimmying brought an ache to my dick. Obviously an intentional move, the dancing had caused her tits to swing and sway as well. The huge marshmallowy boobs with the oversized nipples poking straight out—well, with the slightest sag—caught the bug eyed attention of her younger sex partner. Mine as well, of course.
Mrs. Howard returned to making out with Priscilla. While her lips and tongue were engaged by the assistant Pastor, her hands were busy undoing the button and zipper holding Priscilla's skirt in place.
She began to tug on the girl's dress so it would also slide down her long, lean, athletic legs. As my gaze followed the skirt down, I checked out Priscilla's ass and legs very closely. I was disappointed she was not wearing stilettoes as was Mrs. Howard. They would have so enhanced my view.
Since Mrs. Howard's hands had returned to fondling the young Pastor's ass, my view was directed back as well. The girl must have been a runner, or maybe a spinner, since her ass was firm and toned. I saw that Mrs. Howard was needing to use her fingers like claws to get firm handholds.
Priscilla's choice of panties was not as prim as her career path might have suggested. Her panties were not a thong but only slightly larger. The back only barely covered the cleft between her ass cheeks. At that point, I could only imagine that the pussy pouch was quite abbreviated as well. The assistant Pastor had good style taste.
I was enjoying the scenery and the masturbation and, therefore, felt instructions or directions from me were unneeded. The two women were moving and playing as if they were reading my mind anyway.
The dynamic duo resumed their seats on the chair. This time though, Mrs. Howard sat down first allowing Priscilla to straddle her but facing outwards this time. The assistant Pastor had an extremely hot body and I was horny enough to enjoy it.
Mrs. Howard went back to licking, kissing, and nibbling the girl's neck and jawline. Priscilla sat with her head back and face raised, enjoying the loving expression of lust.
The Pastor's wife's hands slid from Priscilla's shoulders to her boobs. She cupped them and tried to jiggle them to no avail. Priscilla's tits were too firm and perky to allow much movement. Mrs. Howard pinching her one hard nipple and one lazy, still inverted nipple forced a heavy duty sigh from the girl as she arched her back forcing a tighter grip on her tits.
I sped up the jerking motion on my dick just a little as I pictured myself making the lazy nipple stand out with my teeth. After all, what guy has never dreamed of sucking a lesbian's tits while another woman played with them?
The nasty djinn moaned in my head. Obviously he agreed with my comment.
Mrs. Howard whispered in the younger girl's ear. Priscilla nodded and lifted her legs outside those of Mrs. Howard. This move, of course, put her pussy on full display for me and the Pastor. This was nothing new for him since he had already forced himself on her.
Yet, for me, it was new. Priscilla's pussy was wide open. The wet, pink slit was hemmed in by long and large labia. Mrs. Howard was flicking them, the labia, with her fingertips causing Priscilla to moan in pleasure. I joined her in the moaning as my hand sped up even faster.
When Priscilla calmed down, the moans dropping off in volume, Mrs. Howard took two fingers and inserted them in Priscilla's very wet cunt. I could see her fluids dripping out of her pussy.
"Hey, Pastor, see all that pussy juice? Bet you would love to taste it again, wouldn't you?"
I laughed as he growled his response yet again.
Mrs. Howard was slowly finger fucking the assistant Pastor with one hand. Her other hand continued to maul Priscilla's tits. I had to slow down the jerking of my cock as I felt semen beginning to edge its way out.
The Pastor's wife, wanted to taste those juices dripping from the hot cunt her fingers were still fucking. She removed her fingers and held them up over Priscilla's shoulder to her mouth. Sucking the fluids off, she let out a groan of appreciation for the taste.
But she was not leaving the cunt untended. Using her other hand, she dipped down to find the girl's clit. Priscilla's obvious reaction told me that Mrs. Howard had found her target. Reaching down with the previously used hand, she returned to finger fucking the panting assistant Pastor.
With the assistant Pastor's entire body beginning to shake and shiver, her shrieks becoming louder and louder, her pussy leaking more and more fluids, it was apparent Priscilla was fast approaching her climax with the sexy older woman.
"Pastor, did she get that wet for you? Did she come this quickly? Or cum at all for you?"
There was no response except for the djinn's laughter.
And, there we were. Priscilla's body locked up in a spasm as she shrieked her orgasm at high volume. In a moment, the girl squirted all over drenching Mrs. Howard's arms and lower body. OMG, a squirter!
"I know you didn't make her squirt like your wife has, Pastor!" I exclaimed.
Unable to tear his eyes away from the two women, the Pastor groaned out his frustration. Both the djinn and I laughed our asses off at him.
Priscilla took only a moment to catch her breath before throwing herself to her knees. She impatiently shoved the Pastor's wife's legs apart before thrusting her tongue into the wet twat facing her.
I could see her head moving up and down but I could only imagine her tongue licking Mrs. Howard's pussy from bottom to top and back again. The look on Mrs. Howard's face told me she was really digging the young assistant Pastor going down on her.
Priscilla moved her index finger on one hand to what could only have been Mrs. Howard's clit. The other hand travelled up her body to those glorious tits of hers. The assistant Pastor seemed to have no difficulty keeping things together for her tri-level assault on the Pastor's wife.
Mrs. Howard was chiming her agreement with my assessment of the younger woman's lesbian attack by beginning to groan, emitting small eeks and ooks. The Pastor's wife used one hand to direct the lesbian's hands fondling her tits in order to focus Priscilla's attention on her nipples.
With her other hand, she pulled Priscilla's face even tighter against her pussy. All of this action definitely had my cock's attention. It was so hard from watching the two women, it was aching. I could feel the spunk churning in my balls. I was not sure at this point how much longer my masturbation session could go without the inevitable climax.
Mrs. Howard was increasing her volume, her shrieks were growing louder. The Pastor himself was still locked on to this lesbian endeavor.
"Good stuff, isn't it, Pastor," I goaded him.
"Don't you wish you had thought to bring these two together so you could share?"
Once again, the Pastor was so red in the face that I was concerned he might stroke out. The devilish djinn found this to be humorous.
"Maybe Priscilla might have been a willing participant in a threesome with you and your wife," I said.
"Maybe you wouldn't have had to force her. But, no, you were too selfish to think of something like that."
More chortling from the djinn.
With my hand choking off the head of my staff, I returned my focus to the two women and their lesbian activities. Based on Mrs. Howard's almost deafening shrieks, it was obvious to all listening this was not Priscilla's first lesbian encounter.
Still pinching Mrs. Howard's nipples alternately, Priscilla tugged them from side to side as far as her arm would reach. Mrs. Howard had the woman's face shoved so tightly against her pussy, I had no idea how Priscilla was breathing. She had to be great at holding her breath.
There was no doubt in my mind that Mrs. Howard was going to explode soon. I caught her looking at me and my dick in hand. She tried to smile at me but the other feelings she was enjoying were far too intense to allow it.
"Mrs. Howard, I am going to cum when you do!" I exclaimed.
The Pastor's wife shook her head negatively very vigorously. I was not sure if she meant for me to hold off my ejaculation or something Priscilla was doing to her. In case it was meant for me, I clamped down on my cock as hard as I could in order to keep my semen where it belonged. Belonged? Maybe not the right word. LOL.
Priscilla was making sure I did not have to hold back much longer though. She had Mrs. Howard's body spasming as she announced at high volume that she was going to climax soon.
And orgasm she did. Mrs. Howard shrieked her way into a full blown orgasm, her legs tightening around the young woman licking her pussy. The shrieking lasted at least three or four minutes with Priscilla not giving up what she was doing.
"Pastor, have you ever made your wife orgasm like that?"
He let out something that sounded like a mix of the words "No" and "Arrrghhhhh".
The djinn was loving it.
In minutes, Mrs. Howard came down from her high. Her legs unlocked allowing Priscilla to finally come up for air. The lesbian was covered in her partner's fluids. She was breathing deeply while licking her lips.
Mrs. Howard leaned over close to the woman's ear. She seemed to gasp something I could not hear to Priscilla.
Priscilla tensed up for a moment before looking over to me. She shook her head indicating her reluctance to comply. Mrs. Howard whispered something more in the lesbian's ear. Finally, Priscilla nodded and crawled the short distance to me. I was wordless, wondering what was about to happen.
"Mrs. Howard would like you to lick my face clean of her juices," she said as she moved her face upwards and close to me.
Who was I to argue? Keeping my dick clamped as if it were in a vise, I leaned into the assistant Pastor, and began to lick the fluids as I was instructed. Mrs. Howard had let out so much fluid. I would have known it was hers even if I had not been watching. Her taste was earthy, tangy, and reminiscent of the floral douche she used.
Soon, I had the lesbian's face cleaned everywhere except for her lips. I moved my lips to hers. I started simply enough by licking the fluid off her lips with my tongue. Priscilla must have been enjoying what I was doing as soon enough I felt her tongue against my lips. What started as a cleaning became a full on make out session.
I enjoyed the lesbian's tongue in my mouth as our two tongues swirled around each other. Priscilla put her arms around my shoulders as she leaned in even closer to keep kissing me. The girl was a great kisser. We continued to make out.
It was not long before a hand slapped mine away from my achingly hard cock. OMG, I thought, the lesbian chick likes cock!
We continued to make out while her hand was wrapped around my dick. Without any warning the hand was replaced with a mouth. Since Priscilla's tongue was still in my mouth, I knew it had to be Mrs. Howard.
The Pastor's wife deepthroated me a few times before my cum began to surge free. The Pastor's wife backed off until only my little head was between her teeth. And, I blew my load. Rope after rope of cum exploded from my cock.
Mrs. Howard was doing her best to swallow it all but I could not see how she could accomplish that task. There was just too much of me for her to contain. She must have been letting it dribble down her chin to her chest. Finally, I was drained.
I had to stop kissing the younger of the two women in order to catch my breath. I leaned back. Looking down I could see that Mrs. Howard was covered in my cum as she leaned back, arms holding her up, to catch her own breath.
Our sexy lesbian moved in on the older woman wordlessly. She leaned in, beginning to kiss Mrs. Howard's lips. The kisses became deep, passionate soul kisses. I had to smile as I watched the intensity of their kisses wash over their faces.
Amazingly, Priscilla moved her mouth away from Mrs. Howard's lips. I was surprised when instead, she began to lick my cum from the older woman's face, neck, and down to Mrs. Howard's chest.
I did not know lesbians would like the taste of male cum. I thought it would have been in the first chapter of the lesbian handbook. Wow!
Of course, the djinn was laughing his ass off again.
Eventually, all three of us were lying relaxed on the floor and in the two chairs. Having caught our breaths, it was time for the next installment of the Pastor's drama.
"Okay, you bastard, I want you to tell us the names of all the underage girls you raped so we can get you punished for the crimes."
I hope you enjoyed this latest chapter of my story. Rest assured, the Pastor will be punished for his crimes starting in the next chapter.
I have enjoyed reading all the comments in the past two chapters. I gained a few ideas from the suggestions made. Please keep up the comments.
Lastly, the votes indicate that this story line is being well received. Thank you all.The Ring of Truth Ch. 10
Mom and I are entertained by a new woman.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
This story has taken a huge curve. I wanted to see if the ring could be used for good versus evil. It is no longer a simple sex story.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
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Amazingly, Priscilla moved her mouth away from Mrs. Howard's lips. I was surprised when instead, she began to lick my cum from the older woman's face, neck, and down to Mrs. Howard's chest.
I did not know lesbians would like the taste of male cum. I thought it would have been in the first chapter of the lesbian handbook. Wow!
Of course, the djinn was laughing his ass off again.
Eventually, all three of us were lying relaxed on the floor and in the two chairs. Having caught our breaths, it was time for the next installment of the Pastor's drama.
"Okay, you bastard, I want you to tell us the names of all the underage girls you raped so we can get you punished for the crimes."
"Ladies, I am going to leave you to put together the list of all the underage girls the Pastor has raped. Once you have the list, call all the fathers and have them come to the Temple tomorrow evening about seven. No wives or daughters, just the fathers. This bastard will be punished for his crimes."
Mrs. Howard, the Pastor's wife, and his Assistant Pastor acknowledged their instructions. I was confident they would follow my instructions.
I texted my Mom asking for a ride. I waited outside for her to pick me up. My mind wandered down the path of my punishment of the Pastor for his transgressions. The worm needed to be punished, he had earned it.
When Mom arrived, she asked me if I would like to pick up dinner. We were not far from our favourite Indian food restaurant. I agreed enthusiastically. I hoped my favourite waitress would be working tonight.
I was in luck. Not only was she working, she was the order taker at the takeout desk. Nalini struck me wordless. For some reason she was wearing a traditional Indian dress. This was not the usual practice at this restaurant.
Mom asked "Why the dress? It looks fabulous on you!"
"I was at dance practice at the Hindi Community Center and was running late for work. I haven't had a chance to change yet," responded Nalini.
"You look lovely, dear," said Mom.
And, Mom was absolutely right. She looked lovely indeed. This woman dripped sex appeal in my opinion. The dress did very little to show off her figure but I knew from previous visits to the restaurant that she was extremely hot even in the restaurant's rather austere white top and black pants uniform.
Nalini was not tall, maybe five four, age maybe late twenties or early thirties, with long curly hair, olive hued skin with a touch of gold, and biggish boobs, maybe C cups. Her legs were very well defined and muscular due to her regular dance routines, I guess. When she wore high heels, they accented her ass to the highest degree pushing her cheeks up and outwards.
You will find this weird, I am sure, but, to me, her sexiest looking part were her big, round eyes. This woman knew how to apply her makeup like an artist. Her eyelids were usually shades of gold, black eyeliner, and very little blush. I always found myself staring at her eyes whenever she was facing me.
Like now. I could not tear my eyes away from her face. Mom must have noticed the look I was giving this woman. She leaned over to whisper in my ear.
"Ricky, your mouth is hanging open."
Oops. The fricken djinn obviously found this situation hilarious.
With both Mom and Nalini looking at me, I felt I had to apologise.
"I'm sorry, Nalini, for staring at you. But, your eyes are almost hypnotic in the way they lock my eyes on yours."
I have no doubt that I was blushing as I made this statement. The djinn was laughing uproariously.
"That's okay, Rick, I appreciate the comment about my eyes. I don't think most men check out my eyes like you do."
"You are so sexy! Especially because of your eyes." I virtually blurted that out, quite embarrassed.
"My eyes are sexy?" she chuckled. "Just my eyes?"
Mom joined the djinn in laughing at me.
"No, no...umm...umm..." I stammered.
Mom joined in the conversation again, saving me from further humiliation. "You should drop by our house sometime so we can finish this little chat."
Both women looked up and around to see if anyone was paying us any attention. Fortunately, no one was standing close enough to us to overhear anything said.
"When should I come? Tonight?" asked Nalini.
Mom looked at me and then back to the Indian woman.
"Sure," Mom said. "Why don't you come by after work tonight?"
"I can do that," she said.
Mom asked for a slip of paper to write our address and phone number down. As she passed the note back to the Indian woman, she said in a very low voice, "I think more than your eyes are sexy."
Nalini smiled and walked back to the kitchen to fetch our dinner order.
Mom whispered to me, "Did you smell her perfume? So exotic."
I nodded in agreement.
"I hope her pussy tastes just as good," Mom said with a dreamy eyed smile.
Taking our order home and having eaten dinner, Mom and I separated to get ready for our date with the Indian woman. I am not sure why but we elected to shower on our own.
I was the first one downstairs as usual. Wearing tailored workout pants and a pony labeled polo shirt, I made myself comfortable and watched TV waiting for both women to join me.
Nalini arrived before Mom came downstairs. She had changed her clothing at some time during the evening. In place of her traditional garb, the Indian woman was wearing a tight, chocolate brown mini skirt that barely came below her ass cheeks. She also had on a multi coloured silk blouse which hugged her beautiful boobs. And, she was wearing four inch stilettoes. Lots to look at besides her eyes.
I invited Nalini to sit on the couch. Curiously, she elected to sit in the middle of the three seater couch. My curiosity abated as I heard the damned djinn giggling at my discomfort.
Since I was being set up for success, I joined Nalini on the couch. She turned to face me, one knee on the couch. Her skirt rode up a little giving me a good luck at her thigh and leg.
As usual, my gaze soon turned to her large, round eyes.
"My eyes are not the part of me most men find sexiest," she said.
I reverted to the old cliché, "I'm not like most men."
"Obviously not," she said. "Would you like to see them up close?"
Without waiting for an answer, Nalini put her arm on the back of the couch to support herself while she leaned closer. The closer she leaned, the more my gaze sank into her dark, sexy eyes. I was mesmerized by them.
In seconds, Nalini was close enough to me for our lips to meet. The Indian woman's lips were as sexy as the rest of her. Large, puffy lips begging to be kissed. We did. A short soft kiss was first. Then a longer kiss with some passion. Next a deeply passionate long kiss. Staring into her hypnotic eyes while we kissed, I was hardening every second.
Before we could go any further, I heard the clomping from upstairs that signaled my mother's approach. Talking about being mesmerized, Nalini and I both had our gaze locked on the staircase.
My mother certainly knew how to make an entrance. Slowly, she clomped her way down the stairs, taking them one by one. The first thing to be seen was Mom in her own stilettoes and mauve coloured stockings. I let out a whistle of appreciation. Nalini looked from Mom to me and back again.
Mom stopped partway down the stairs. She turned to us displaying her lower half. A long sheer peignoir, also mauve in colour, deep purple panties and garter belt. Slowly, with one foot on one stair and the other on a higher stair, Mom turned around to show us her wonderful ass.
I looked to Nalini and said, "Isn't she the hottest mother you've ever seen?"
Nalini smiled in response while turning back to see my super sexy mother.
Mom took a few more steps down the staircase stopping again to tease us. This time we were able to see just the lowest part of her firm breasts. Mom was completely color coordinated this evening in her purple silky bra.
Even though I had seen Mom dressed similarly and even naked, this teasing entrance was making me hard. I don't believe I will ever get tired of seeing my mother being hot and sexy like this.
The djinn was making uh huh sounds in my head.
Nalini was paying full attention to my mother as well. Leaning forward and craning her head trying to see more of Mom, she was obviously intrigued. I'm not sure if she did so consciously or not but she had placed her hand on my thigh, locking in her talons.
Slowly, pausing on every stair, Mom came down the rest of the way. More and more of her boobs came into our sightline. Nalini's grip on my thigh was so tight, it was beginning to hurt.
Finally, my mother, dressed in her hot and revealing lingerie was fully on display for our appreciative looks. Finishing off the purple look Mom had tinted the ends of her hair in purple as well. I do not know why but this made her even hotter.
Mom made her way across the room using a model's sway to her pace. Partway to Nalini and me, she stopped and pirouetted allowing us to take in the full effects of her lingerie. My mother had never looked sexier to me than she did right now.
Standing in front of us, Mom leaned down to give Nalini a welcoming kiss. Despite no tongues being used, it was a deep kiss hinting of more passion to come. Mom took the remaining seat on the couch leaving Nalini sitting between us.
My mother put her hands on Nalini's legs to support herself while she leaned across to kiss me. As soon as our lips touched, I had my tongue worming between Mom's lips which opened in welcome.
Mom broke off our kiss, leaned back somewhat, and pressed her lips against our Indian guest's lips once more. It was not a quick kiss this time. Both women were so turned on they were oozing passion. Their deep soul kisses were turning me on even more.
I felt I had waited long enough. Patience was never one of my virtues. The djinn giggled at me again.
I shifted my position so I was sitting almost side on to the amazing woman making out with my mother. I put one hand on her thigh and squeezed. Her legs were firm and muscular. I allowed my hand to travel up and down her leg, caressing it slowly. I wanted to slip my hand under her skirt but forced myself to hold off.
The two women looked like they were in passion heaven. Their lips had not separated from each other's since they had started making out. I could see their jaws clenching and unclenching as they forced their faces closely together.
Leaning into Nalini, I began to use my lips on her as well. I licked and nibbled her neck from jawline to shoulder blade. Her taste was exquisite, a mixture of floral and some kind of spice. It promised much for when I would be able to get my tongue into her pussy.
My hand moved from Nalini's leg to her beautifully formed boobs almost of its own volition. Just like the rest of her body, Nalini's tits were firm and hard. As my hand travelled from one tit to the other, I discovered to my intense pleasure that she was not wearing a bra. Those beauties were standing proudly and without help.
Just as I could feel her nipples growing hard against my palms, Mom's hand joined mine. She had not stopped making out with this hot Indian delicacy but was moving their passion to a new level.
I decided to let Mom have the woman's tits for the moment without us fighting for dominance. Instead I moved my hand back down to Nalini's leg while leaning my head back in order to watch her and my mother.
My Mom was wasting no time. She was already working at undoing the buttons on the blouse hiding Nalini's tits from our view. Using my fingernails, I was caressing this hottie's legs again. Only this time, I was allowing my hand to travel further up to Nalini's thighs.
Mom was making progress on the blouse. She had already undone two of the five buttons, putting the olive hued tops of her tits on display. Another button and boobs just to the top of her nipples were shown. The last button and there they were!
Beautiful olive with tinges of gold boobs, big nipples the size of a silver dollar, seemingly inch thick nipples all on Nalini's perky, upturned tits. I knew they would be fantastically hot and I was right.
Mom was not going to waste any time. She had a hand on one of the Indian woman's tits and her mouth on the other sucking and teasing that nipple. Nalini threw her arms up around Mom's neck in order to pull my mother even tighter to her perfect breast.
Her arm movement was fast and unexpected. On her way to my mother's neck, Nalini ended up clopping me in the head. I don't think she even noticed.
The djinn laughed uproariously again. I thought the bugger was supposed to be on my side.
I was tired of being left out of this encounter. Pushing her legs apart, I placed myself between Nalini's legs. Without any subtlety at all, I pushed her miniskirt further up her legs allowing me to put my head where it belonged.
I was struck dumb when I discovered this Indian woman I had lusted after had no panties on under her skirt. She put on display for me a tremendously attractive pussy. Nalini was what I call an "innie", she had no labia showing. No pubic hair either.
All I could see was a piece of jewelry dangling from just above her cleft. Perhaps it was cultural as it was an emerald in a gold casing hanging like a tiny pendant. Not just a ring or a stud as I had seen on videos.
Using my fingernails on Nalini's thighs again, I pushed her legs further apart. As much as her miniskirt would allow. The space was not wide enough for me to move my face any closer to the sexpot's cunt. I was only close enough to see and to get a whiff of the exotic and erotic scents I had been imagining.
Fortunately Nalini must have wanted my tongue in her pussy as much as I did. She broke apart from my mother long enough to unzip her skirt and wriggle out of it.
Now, I had an open field of endeavor. I pushed my face close enough for me to start raining kisses down on the woman's thighs and edges of her mons. As I was getting into it, two hands entered my field of vision. Since they were white hands, I knew my mother was coming to my aid.
Resting her head on Nalini's perfect tits, Mom pried open our Indian temptress so I could get my tongue into place. Nalini's odour was so strong, so erotic in its own right, that my balls tightened in their sack. Her pussy was so bright and red, offset by her olive coloured skin tones.
Unwilling to wait any longer, I flattened my tongue and began licking her. I started as low and as far back as I could stretch my tongue. I couldn't quite reach her asshole but I knew it would be there for later play.
Starting at the bottom, I licked my way to the top. I nuzzled Nalini's clit before licking my way back down her spread thighs. Going back up, I allowed my tongue to flick against her clit eliciting a moan of approval.
"How does she taste, Ricky?" asked my Mom.
"Wonderful, Mom. Wait until you get your tongue in here."
"Don't make me wait too long, son," said Mom.
That was all the encouragement I needed. My mother wanted to dive deep into this cunt. And, I knew she liked the taste of my cum. Since I always do as my mother tells me, I decided to forego added foreplay. Mom could take care of Nalini with afterplay. I just wanted to fuck this Indian woman.
In seconds seemingly, I had my shirt over my head and tossed away. A moment later my pants followed suit. I stood up between Nalini's wide spread legs nudging her cunt with my now rock hard and aching cock.
Mom admitted I made the right decision by helping me gain entrance to the Indian pussy. She held her pussy open with one hand while guiding me into the saddle with her other hand.
Feeling my mother's hand on my cock leading me into position to fuck this woman was still a magnificent thrill. Once my head was past the gates to Nalini's cunt, I thrust my dick into her hard and fully.
"Oh my gawd," Nalini almost screamed out.
Mom lifted her head to kiss the woman again.
Nalini's cunt was slippery wet yet very tight. Her athletic legs were wrapped tightly around my body preventing me from withdrawing too far. Nalini kept groaning with little shrieks in between as I kept slamming my shaft into her depths.
Her shrieks grew in volume signaling to Mom and me that our Indian was approaching her first orgasm of the evening. My mother was helping things along at this point by sucking on Nalini's lovely and enticing tits.
That being said, I made the mistake of looking into Nalini's hypnotic eyes one more time. I was lost. Her perfectly round eyes drew me in, mesmerizing me yet again. I even stopped pounding the juicy pussy in front of me.
Nalini's cunt had me trapped just as did her eyes. She was locked down on my hard dick. It was such an enjoyable feeling that I simply stood still letting her milk me.
My mother noticed that Nalini's noises had begun to falter. Her squeezing me might have been an autonomic reflex as it was not driving her climax any longer. I was flexing my cock against her tight muscles reveling in the experience.
I was clopped in the head for a second time this evening. My mother was becoming impatient with our growing silence and lack of movement.
"Rick! You stopped! Fuck her or get out of my way!" said Mom.
As always, I obeyed my mother's instructions. The slap had broken the mesmerizing hold Nalini had on me. Not looking into her eyes any longer, I fought the pull of her cunt muscles, pulling my shaft out of her until only the head remained lodged in her.
Still being careful to not fall into her eyes again, I slammed my way home until I could feel my balls tapping against her. I withdrew and jammed my way back in. Her pussy fought me all the time, trying to re-engage its lockdown status on my dick.
Soon enough the woman was panting. Soon enough she was moaning. Soon enough she was shrieking. I pulled out and slammed back in. I pulled out and slammed back in again.
Her climax was fast approaching as her shrieks grew louder and louder. The friction of cock in cunt was making my balls churn. I knew I was fast approaching explosion status as well.
It was going to be a race to see which of us could hold off the longest. I did not think I could win this one. Semen was boiling out of my testicles. My cock was beginning to throb.
Nalini's shrieks reached a crescendo. Her legs tightened even more around me. She began to buck her loins upwards.
"Nalini, cum for us. Cum for us, baby," urged my mother.
Her body beginning to spasm and arch upwards tighter against my lips signaled the Indian woman was about to climax. That was enough to push me over the edge.
As she shrieked her orgasm, I erupted with rope after rope of semen into her. Nalini's pussy began to loosen its grip on my softened cock allowing it to slither out. Nalini and I both fell back gasping for breath.
Mom must have wanted to give Nalini more time to recover as she placed herself on her knees between my wide spread legs. She began to lick my softened cock and dangling balls clean of the combined fluids Nalini and I had emitted.
Mom did not use her hands except to hold herself up. She used her lips and face to move my parts where she wanted them. Mom is a wonderful cocksucker, loving and diligent, and I was verging on building towards another hardon.
"Mom, mom, please don't," I whined. "I need some rest."
"I love your cock on my face, Ricky," she replied. "And I just love the taste of my son's cum."
As much as it pained me to say, "Mom, there is more of my cum on Nalini and in her cunt waiting for you."
Mom gave in after taking another look at our Indian dancer. Nalini was almost breathing normally at this point. Mom knee walked to her next target.
Mom was more into foreplay this day than I had been but still was not wasting time. Maybe it was a matter that I had cum hard with Mrs. Howard and Priscilla earlier and that Mom had not experienced an orgasm that day. It did not really matter though as I knew Mom would enjoy tasting my cum in this sexy woman's cunt.
Nope, there was no playing around. Mom's mouth went directly to Nalini's body focusing on where our fluids had dripped out of her pussy. Using her extremely flexible tongue, Mom lapped all around Nalini's thighs.
Once she had seemed to lap up all the cum she could find, Mon dove right into Nalini's twat. I could hear her licking and slurping at the woman's erotically aromatic pussy.
Nalini had been so wet when I was done with her, I had to wonder if my mother would be able to suck her dry. LOL. Mom was certainly devoted to drying out the woman.
Nalini must have still been hot as she almost immediately began to sound out low volume eeks and ooks. Mom pulled back for a moment to kiss Nalini's olive tinged thighs. At the same time, still using one hand to keep Nalini's pussy held open, my mother used two fingers from her other hand to fingerfuck the young woman.
Nalini reacted by increasing the volume of her little shrieks. Mom looked like she was enjoying watching the woman squirm, trying to push Mom's fingers deeper into her.
Since the two invading fingers were keeping Nalini's pussy open, Mom was free to use that hand on the woman's tits. My mother loved nipples. Pinching first one, then the other, between her fingers, Mom tugged them from one side to the other.
Mom sat up on her knees, moving close enough to get the rigidly hard nipples between her teeth. Nalini was in a sexual heaven as demonstrated by the much higher volume of her shrieks.
I'm not sure how I knew but it seemed that Nalini's pussy muscles were clamping onto Mom's fingers. It just appeared that Mom's inward and outward motions of her fingers were being slowed down.
Nalini was going to climax again. Her shrieks were growing louder and louder. She was obviously quick to reach her orgasms. Gawd, you gotta like that.
The damned djinn liked this comment, his uh huhs filling my head.
Mom was as surprised as I was by how quickly this event was happening. Probably a little woe forlorn as well since she had not had her own orgasm yet.
Although a quick one, Nalini's climax was a major one. She almost screamed as it overcame her. Once done, she lay back again almost looking like she had passed out.
Mom looked at Nalini and then looked at me before looking at our semi-comatose Indian lover. She looked hurt, angry, and stymied. Being the ever loving son, I beckoned her over to me.
By this time, I was becoming hard again. Not fully erect, mind you, but it was getting there. Again, with no interest in foreplay, Mom swallowed my cock and sucked on it long enough for my dick to harden enough to be usable.
Wasting no time, Mom sat on my cock. She tried the traditional up and down fucking motion and was dissatisfied with the result.
"Ricky, you aren't getting hard enough for your mother!" she exclaimed. "What's wrong, baby?"
"I'm sorry, Mom. I've come twice today. My prick must be tired."
Mom looked over her shoulder in the direction of Nalini. The woman was stirring about again. And, she seemed to be aware of the difficulty Mom and I were experiencing.
"Let me help," she said.
Off the couch and knee walking she approached the two of us. I was not disappointed when Nalini leaned down behind my mother out of my line of sight in order to begin sucking on my balls. Yup, I was hard enough for Mom to fuck herself on my cock now.
Nalini replaced her mouth with her hands. She was rubbing my furry balls. She jiggled them a little. Mom was riding up and down on my prick. She started to move more quickly when Nalini's tongue commenced travelling from my balls, up my cock, and onto my mother's stretched open pussy.
My mother tried to reach behind her enough to pull Nalini's head tighter against our joined loins. She was not successful, the angles were wrong but Nalini kept licking my cock as it speared into my mom's cunt and right up to Mom's pussy.
"Yes, yes, my babies, Mommy is going to cum soon!" she exclaimed.
Still wordlessly, Nalini, on her next swipe of the tongue, went from my cock to my mother's pussy and then up her spine. I could see that Mom liked this by the way goosebumps erupted on her body.
Once at the top, Nalini swiveled and swung herself facing Mom. She humped her pussy back against my face. The exotic aroma swamped me again. Leaning forward, I was able to get my lips around Nalini's clit.
True to form, the young woman renewed her moaning almost immediately. But, so did my mother. I couldn't see what the two women were up to since my view was blocked by Nalini's body.
I began to hear noises that conveyed the impression that the two women were making out. Lips were smacking and the moans of approval were growing louder. I sensed the two women were pressing their lips together in a different rhythm. That thought was based on the way the two women, one on my face and the other on my dick, were rocking back and forth.
The kissing must have been broken off by Nalini as Mom started talking.
"That's it, Nalini, suck my tits, baby."
Nalini must have been good at following my Mom's instructions as well.
"My nipples, baby, get my nipples. Ricky, your cock feels so good inside mommy's pussy. You two are so good together!"
Mom almost grunted out the last few words. I loved hearing my mother letting out those eeks and ooks of hers. Almost as much as I liked her powering down on my cock harder and harder, her pussy tightening, as she was soon shrieking out her impending climax.
Nalini was not taking it easy on my body either. She seemed to be enjoying humping my face as her shrieks were gaining in volume as well.
Man, oh man, used and abused by two of the sexiest women I have ever known! Woe is me! LOL.
"Mom," I said," I'm going to cum soon."
"Yessssss, yessssss, yessssss!" shrieked my mother.
"Meee tooooo," from Nalini.
Within a few more moments all three of us had our orgasms together. I've never seen three simultaneous climaxes in videos.
Finally, all three of us lay back against whatever surface was handy. I felt like I was totally done in. Mom looked like she was done in. Nalini with her near magical recuperative powers moved around me in order to place her face between my mother's thighs.
I have no idea what it was about tonight in that there was so little foreplay. I made a mental note to mention this to my mother sometime when we were alone.
I was tired but fought to keep my eyes open as I gazed at the two women I had just fucked getting up close and personal with one another one more time.
Mom tugged on Nalini and Nalini tugged on Mom. They ended up shifting positions until they were lying in a scissor position. The tribbing began.
The two women had their legs spread around each other and their clits rubbing against one another. Of course, as usual, Nalini was the first woman to become vocal. She was already emitting shrieks while my more restrained mother was letting out the occasional eek or ook.
Maybe it was a move to shut Nalini's noise down as Mom practiced her contortionist moves until she and the Indian were able to make out while continuing their tribbing. Their hands were all over the other's tits as well.
It was not difficult for me to appreciate the passion being displayed by my mother and her current sexual partner. With one hand holding her up, Mom had her other hand playing with Nalini's awesome boobs while the scissoring continued.
Nalini's shrieks were escaping from my mother's connected mouth. Mom leaned back to gasp out her ongoing eeks and ooks which were also increasing in volume. Of course, Nalini's shrieks were reaching a crescendo.
I watched their bodies arch, their legs tighten around each other, and they began their own climaxes. Nalini was fast but it did not take much time or effort for Mom to catch up. By the end, they were both pretty much screaming.
They untied themselves from each other and laid back. Mom was flat on her back with her soaking wet cunt aimed directly at me. Nalini joined her, lying on Mom's boobs. The entire room was scented with her erotic aroma.
This seemed to be the perfect cue for me. My eyes fluttered close and I fell asleep. I only woke up when Mom shook my shoulder and told me to go up to bed. I followed her instructions as usual.
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Thanks again.The Ring of Truth Ch. 11
The Pastor's punishment is finally delivered.
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
This story has taken a huge curve. I wanted to see if the ring could be used for good versus evil. It is no longer a simple sex story. This chapter was a challenge to write. I have never written of coerced sex to this degree before nor have I written of homosexual activities. But once I had figured out the punishment, the writing came easily enough.
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I watched their bodies arch, their legs tighten around each other, and they began their own climaxes. Nalini was fast but it did not take much time or effort for Mom to catch up. By the end, they were both pretty much screaming.
They untied themselves from each other and laid back. Mom was flat on her back with her soaking wet cunt aimed directly at me. Nalini joined her, lying on Mom's boobs. The entire room was scented with her erotic aroma.
This seemed to be the perfect cue for me. My eyes fluttered close and I fell asleep. I only woke up when Mom shook my shoulder and told me to go up to bed. I followed her instructions as usual.
Here we were the next morning, Mom and me sitting at the breakfast bar with our coffee and jalapeno cheddar cream cheesed bagels. Mom was looking her usual stunning self, wearing only her silk robe, loosely tied, most of her tits on display for admiring eyes. Like mine.
"Ricky, you don't look well this morning," said Mom. "Are you ill?"
"No, Mom, just thinking."
"What's on your mind, Honey?" she asked.
"The Pastor," I replied. "I have a meeting tonight with all the fathers of the underage girls he raped. He needs to be punished for that."
"You're right," said Mom. "What are you thinking of for his punishment?"
"I'm not really sure, Mom. I want him to pay a high price for his crimes."
"He deserves it. Why not report him to the police?" she asked.
"If I do that, the young girls as well as all the other women and girls in the congregation will be outed. Their lives will be ruined. I don't want to punish them for his transgressions."
Mom drank a sip of her coffee. "Again, you're right," she said.
"I would love to have fair payback."
"Ricky! That would be proper!" exclaimed my mother.
"I know, right," I said. "Maybe I should have the fathers beat the shit out of him. What do you think?"
"I don't think you want to be that type of monster," replied Mom. "Besides that could mean police involvement as well."
Silence reigned in the room while we finished our breakfasts. Mom cleaned up the few dishes and I poured us each another cup of coffee.
When we were both sitting again, Mom tried to renew the conversation. My mind was exploring various paths which meant I was ignoring my mother.
One of my mother's pet peeves was being ignored by someone, especially me. Although my mind was not in that kitchen at that time, I'm sure she was waving her arms or trying other things to bring my focus back.
The djinn and I had quite the conversation in my head while this was going on with Mom. I think I worked out what the Pastor's punishment would be. But, I needed the djinn to tell me whether or not I could achieve those particular goals. He assured me it was possible due to the sexual nature of the punishment.
I snapped out of my almost trancelike state to find my mother sitting on my lap facing me while trying to make me focus. I smiled when I saw where she was sitting.
I never could pass up any opportunity with my sex goddess of a mother. It was more than just the taboo of our being together being incest. It was the close emotional bond we had developed over the years. Having my mother as my lover only seemed natural to me despite the unnatural way things started sexually between us.
I sometimes wondered where we would be today if I took off the ring. I had asked the djinn once and his only answer was for me not to need to find out. He told me I should never ever take off the ring. I am really not sure if his response was for me or him. Without the ring on my finger, he would return to his state of suspended animation.
In the long run, this was not a truth I needed or wanted to explore. Mom seemed content with our sexual status and, of course, so was I. I love my mother and I love fucking her.
And, in the meantime, my nearly naked mother was sitting straddled across me wearing nothing but a silk robe. While my mind was in no man's land, with Mom on my lap, I had already started building an erection. Although I was wearing boxers, I could feel my prick rubbing against Mom's vulva.
She did not seem to realize my focus was back and on her. I leaned forward to give her a kiss. My kiss was a reflection of my horniness and sexual attraction to my mother. Mom returned my kiss with an equal amount of passion. We began seriously making out when my hands drifted up to her, in my mind, perfect breasts.
Although I had never dreamt of kissing my mother like a lover and not just as my Mom, I was proud of being able to share this experience with my mother. Mom's oral skills were extremely highly developed. Especially as a cocksucker.
"Mom, we have time for a quick fuck before school," I said.
"Let me get your pants off," she responded.
With both of us flexing and contorting, my dick was released from its captivity and my boxers were on the floor. Mom must have been thinking the same thoughts as me since she was already wet when we maneuvered my staff into her pussy.
Mom's cunt always felt truly wonderful wrapped around my rod. It just seemed so natural to slide my cock into the hole I had once travelled in the opposite direction. It was just like coming home.
My hands glommed onto Mom's tits as she began to rock her pussy up and down my stiff cock. Gawd, it felt great to be inside my mother's cunt like this. No matter what, my mother would always be my favourite lover.
Time was against us this morning. I would have liked to have been fucking my mother's pussy like this for hours but school was also waiting as she reminded me.
"C'mon, Ricky, fuck your mother hard. Squeeze my tits. Faster! Harder!"
"Mom...mom...mooooom!" I cried out as my cum began to splatter her pussy walls. I don't know how many ropes erupted inside her as I was beyond counting. I groped her tits and squeezed hard, Mom moaned in pleasure as my climax overcame her.
Finally done cumming, I just wanted to sit there with my cock buried deeply in my mother's pussy. Unfortunately Mom had other ideas though as she quickly climbed off me.
"Go get showered and ready for school," she said.
It was extremely difficult to concentrate on my schoolwork that day as there was so much sex pouring through my mind. Besides the Pastor's upcoming soiree of sexual abuse and torture, there were all the fine women in the school. Ms. Walker always looked so sexy and seeing Jennifer admiring our teacher as well reminded me the teenaged student and I had unfinished business.
Tabi was in my next class surrounded by her clique of stuck up girlfriends on the cheer squad. She must have been watching for me though as once I was through the doorway, a sly smile flitted across her face. The teacher in this class was male so I was free to daydream.
At lunch, sitting with Jaime in the cafeteria, we were approached by Margot. She was one of the foxes in our senior class and had seldom spoken to me and never to Jaime. My best friend's eyes almost popped out of his head when she asked if she could sit down for a moment.
"Rick, I need you," she began.
The djinn laughed his ass off and I fought back my open laughter seeing Jaime's mouth drop open at Margot's statement.
I understood his reaction though. Margot was a petite five foot one beautiful girl of Afro-American heritage. At the time, she was wearing golden braids that hung down past her shoulders to almost her waist. I don't usually like black women with gold coloured hair but it fitted Margot.
She also had what rumours say are D cup tits. Rumours also say that she had them augmented as a birthday gift from her father one year. I have known of Margot for over five years now and she has always had good sized boobs. I tend to doubt the rumours. I would wager a guess that Jaime held more belief in the rumours than I. He could hardly tear his eyes away from her tits.
"What's up, Margot?"
"I need tutoring. Can I call you later to talk about it?"
"Sure. Today isn't good but you can call me anytime tomorrow."
"Thanks. Seeya."
Both Jaime and I stared at her fabulous backside as she walked away.
There was no time for Jaime to discuss this turn of events as the bell sounded signaling the end of lunch break. We went our separate ways.
What was going on with me today. The school nurse, Tracey Tong, five foot two, 105 pounds maybe, C cup boobs maybe, and ravishing stopped me in the hallway before I got to class.
"Rick, you need to see me this week. It's time for your annual physical." She nodded and moved on.
Thankfully, my next class had a male teacher. Damn! No such luck. There was a gorgeous, older woman, maybe my mother's age, substituting today. I had been in classes with her on other days she had substituted for sick or absent teachers. But, I had never seen her look at me, smile a welcome, and then lick her lips.
Looking over the rest of the students as I made my way to my desk, I remembered most of the cheerleading squad, all Tabi's friends, were also in this class. They were huddled together with Tabi whispering to them. Suddenly they all looked towards me with smiles on their faces.
After that, I only had one more class. Then I could escape this sexual hell I had found myself trapped in.
The djinn had been making strange sounds in my head all day long. He finally erupted into outright laughter. The bastard had been teasing me all day long.
Finally the last class of the day was over allowing me to pull myself together and head for home. I noticed Ms. Walker standing in the hallway outside her class scanning the faces in the crowded hallway. She smiled when she saw me and beckoned me over.
"Hi, Rick, how has your day been?" the teacher greeted me.
Without waiting for a reply, she continued speaking. "I'd like to see you after school. Will you and your mother be home in an hour or so?"
"Sure," I said. "We'll be at home."
Ms. Walker turned back into her classroom without a further word.
WTF?, I thought to himself. The djinn was silent this time so it must not have been his doing.
Mom was waiting in the car for me as usual. I gave her the traditional kiss on the cheek before she pulled away from the curb. On the way home, we discussed the day's events, with me telling her that Ms. Walker would be over in an hour and that I didn't know what she wanted.
After changing into sweats and a T, I joined Mom on the couch. I wanted to relax after experiencing all of the sexual tension of the day. Making out with my mother seemed a prime method of relaxation. She agreed with me so we did.
Of course, as always, Mom had me swiftly turned on and an erection doing its best to tunnel its way out of my pants. Before we could go any further though, the doorbell rang.
I went to get the door while Mom pulled herself together. Opening the door, I found the homely teacher with the knockout body. I invited her in but before I could close the door, I heard someone call out.
"Hey!"
I looked back to see Tabi walking up the pathway from the sidewalk. She also looked super sexy wearing leggings and an off the shoulder top that hung down just enough to cover her ass. And, she was wearing her usual stilettoes.
As soon as I had the door closed behind her, this little nymphette was in my arms and we were making out. Tabi was grinding her crotch into the hard on that had magically reappeared when my hands found her extremely squeezable ass.
I pulled away from her so we could go into the livingroom. There we found my mother and teacher making out, both sets of hands wandering the other's body.
Tabi had not seen Ms. Walker on her previous visits. I think she assumed that her mother, Mrs. Howard, and herself were my only sexual playthings. Seeing the duo on the couch almost made her gasp out loud.
I held my finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. We moved to the big, over padded armchair in the living room. I sat down first and Tabi took her seat on my lap with her bum on one arm of the chair and her feet on the other.
In silence, not wanting the other two women to stop what they were enjoying, we watched my mother and teacher doing their thing. Mouths pressed together, hands fondling and groping, they were obviously pleased with Ms. Walker's spontaneous need to visit our home.
Although Tabi was no stranger to lesbian sex, she had never seen my mother and our teacher in this kind of relationship before this moment. Never taking her gaze away from the two older women, Tabi began to fondle and tease her own tits.
I just sat there watching all three in sequence. Ms. Walker may have been homely looking but her body was absolutely. So was my mom's body, I thought to himself.
Tabi worked her top up and off, putting her own D sized tits on display for me to admire. Admire was a great word if the definition included groping and fondling her big boobs. Which I began to do after moving Tabi's own hands out of my way.
Still watching the two older women, Tabi reached down to do her own fondling and groping. My erection had gained some of her attention but she was not looking at it. She wriggled her hand under my waistband to become up close and personal with my dick. I took my hands off her tits for a moment in order to push my pants down enough to free my cock completely.
Tabi slid her hand up and down my cock in a lazy manner since most of her attention was not on me but on the other two women. To be truthful, my hands were still on Tabi's tits but my gaze was locked on my mother. And, Ms. Walker, of course.
The lesbian acting couple were naked by this point. Ms. Walker had her mouth trapped against Mom's pussy as my mother pulled her in tightly. Mom's body, particularly her pelvis, was arched up against my teacher's face. And, Tabi was devouring them with her eyes.
Thinking about the evening's activities, I found it difficult to maintain my own focus on either Tabi or Mom and Ms. Walker. Tabi seemed to sense my unease as she leveled a quizzical look at me. I simply shrugged at her unasked question.
With a pout on her face, Tabi climbed off the chair. Standing directly before me, she pulled her leggings down and off followed by her top. Then, with a haughty look, she trounced her way close to the other two women.
On her knees beside them, within touching distance, Tabi watched closely while again fondling her own big D's. My own gaze kept cycling from her to my mother and teacher. Although fully clothed and without a female partner at the moment, I still enjoyed watching all three women.
Of course, I enjoyed watching Mom the most. Her lesbian antics with my teacher were so fricken hot. But the thing that appealed to me the most was seeing my mother's smile whenever she came up for air.
By this point, Tabi was sitting native style with her legs crossed. She was enjoying herself as well even though she was not touching the other women, just herself. One hand fondled her big boobs, squeezing them, and tweaking her nipples. The other hand looked to be buried in her own pussy.
Although I enjoyed watching all the activities occurring in front of me, I was not hard. I guess my mind was too focused on the upcoming punishment of Tabi's father, the Pastor.
I waited as patiently as I could for my three ladies to accomplish their climatic goals. I smiled seeing my mother climax hard and hot. It was time to move on.
"Tabi, call your mother and have her pick you up, please. I want both of you at the temple tonight at seven."
"Is there something special going on at your temple tonight, Honey?" asked Ms. Walker.
"I guess you can call it special," I said.
"Can I come?" she asked.
I took a moment to ponder the question. Ms. Walker might know some of the underage girls from school and I did not wish to publicize their exploitation. But then again, she was already unable to broadcast all of our adventures together. I guess it was safe enough and I could use, I hope, her moral support for what I was going to have happen with the aid of my djinn.
"Okay, you can come too."
A few minutes later, the livingroom was empty leaving me and the djinn alone to finalize the details of the ensuing punishment. Tabi was waiting outside for her mother. My mom and teacher were upstairs getting cleaned up and ready to go out.
Finally six thirty was struck on the big grandfather clock in the hallway. I called upstairs telling those women it was time to go. Soon enough we were all in Mom's car and on our way.
The three of us walked into the building through the side door just a few minutes before seven. Mrs. Howard and Tabi were waiting for us.
Mother and daughter were dressed in their usual church approved clothing, showing very little skin, with their boobs and asses hugged only somewhat by their clothes. If I had to call it something, I would call it the "school marm" look. Both women looked apprehensive. Neither greeted me with our traditional welcoming kisses.
Before I could say anything, Mrs. Howard told me most of the fathers were in attendance. She had them waiting for me in the lounge. One had brought his daughter but she had sent her home. The Pastor was waiting in his office. "Scared shitless" was the term his wife used.
I asked all the women to accompany me to the tabernacle in order to assist me in getting it ready. Mrs. Howard told me there were sixteen fathers in the lounge so we gathered that many chairs and placed them on the stage in a diagonal row. In order to accomplish that, we had to roll the altar and the lectern off to the side.
Once everything was set up, Mrs. Howard went off to invite the fathers to join us. Tabi went to fetch her father.
While they were doing that, Mom and Ms. Walker set up another four chairs, also in a diagonal line, so that they were aimed towards the fathers' chairs. I made sure the fathers could not see the chairs without looking over their shoulders in our direction. And, the djinn was going to make sure that did not occur.
Finally, everyone was present and seated. Except for the Pastor standing in front of the fathers immersed in a cold sweat of fear. I swear I could see his knees knocking together. I spoke softly to the crowd, not allowing my personal anger and discuss leak through.
"Gentlemen, thank you for coming. Tonight is not for a celebration of any sort. Far from it," I announced.
The fathers looked at each other, all bewildered by my statement.
"I am sorry to tell you that your Pastor is a child predator and not a man of gawd. In fact, he has forced or manipulated all your daughters into having sex with him."
Silence reigned over the group. Then, as a group, all the fathers growled, muttered obscenities, or screamed in rage at the Pastor. Also, as a group, they attempted to get to their feet, eyes blazing. Fortunately I had planned for this and the djinn made sure they were physically locked to their seats.
"It's true," I said. "Pastor, tell them."
He hemmed, and words gurgled in his throat as he attempted to keep his mouth shut. The djinn worked his magic again.
"I am so sorry," began the Pastor, "I was tempted by the devil and gave into my lusts. I have had sex with all of your daughters."
Again, growls, obscenities, and curses flooded out of the fathers' mouths. They were still trying to get to their feet. The Pastor's life depended on the djinn's abilities to keep them seated.
"The Pastor must be punished," I said. "I have given this a great deal of thought over the days since I discovered this truly evil conduct of his," I said pointing to the Pastor.
The fathers' looked at me quizzically. First and foremost in their collective thoughts was, I am sure, "Why can't I get up?" followed by "Who the fuck is this guy?" meaning me.
"I think it is important that you all be kept out of jail for beating this worm to death." Heads nodded in agreement.
"Second, the authorities should not be involved since all of your daughters would end up humiliated publicly as their names would definitely come out. I don't think any of us want that to happen."
Uh huhs and nodded heads greeted this part of my statement. Seeing some clasped fists amongst the group of dads, I knew some were still willing to risk beating the shit out of this child molester.
"The Pastor still needs to be punished though. And I believe he needs to be humiliated publicly and sexually as well."
No one was arguing with me at this point. I looked to my side, finding that all my women were also nodding their heads in agreement with me.
"Pastor, take off all of your clothes."
The fathers were silenced by this command. They stared at the Pastor as he slowly removed his clothing piece by piece.
"Now, gentlemen, please stand up in front of your chairs."
Once they were all standing in line, "Pastor, get down on your knees and move closer to these men. Don't worry, they won't hurt you."
He did. "Undo the pants of the first man and pull them down. Underwear as well."
He did. "Now suck his cock until he cums. Use your hands. Don't forget to work over their balls as well."
The Pastor had a shocked look on his face. So did the fathers. But no one objected. I doubt any of them had dreams of their cocks being sucked by a man but the djinn made sure they were up to the task. Pardon the pun.
As the Pastor reached forward, he put one hand on this father's balls and the other around his semi-hard shaft. In front of all of our eyes, the father's cock became hard. The pastor looked in my direction as he pressed his lips to the tip of the man's little head. Next, he held the shaft up so he could lick it up, down, and around just as if it were an ice cream cone.
My next announcement was for the Pastor's benefit alone. Except for my women. The djinn made sure my voice was unheard by the fathers.
"Pastor, you are going to watch me and these women. Your wife and daughter are going to have a very pleasing sexual interlude while you suck all of those cocks until they splatter your face with their cum."
I never thought he could look more horrified than when he touched his first cock but the idea that they would cum on his face horrified him even more.
"You won't be able to stop watching us for long unless it is to admire the cock in front of you. And, you should know this is the last time you will see your wife and daughter having sex. Know that you will never have sex with them or any woman ever again. By the time you are finished with all those dicks, you will only want dick in the future. No more pussy for you."
The women all looked at me incredulously. Ms. Walker grinned at me and applauded. My mom joined her in approving my decision. Mrs. Howard and Tabi looked at each other before nodding in silent agreement.
Tabi walked over to my mother and pulled her to her feet. Once both were standing facing each other, Tabi reached her arms around Mom's neck and began to kiss her. I knew she had found my mother terrifically sexy and alluring earlier and realized Tabi had lusted after Mom since.
Mrs. Howard pulled me to my feet mimicking her daughter and momentarily I was making out with the woman with the huge boobs. Just before our lips locked together, I shot a glance toward the Pastor to ensure that he had a cock in his mouth but was still watching us.
I really do not know whether he was more repulsed by seeing his wife and daughter preparing for sex or by the big dick in his mouth. It did not matter a whit to me. But, I had to admire his talent.
The Pastor was squeezing this father's balls gently with one hand. He was stroking the father's shaft in a twisting fashion while his puckered lips sucked. The father was enjoying the work this man was accomplishing with his cock.
You would almost think the Pastor's wife and daughter had practiced their dance as well. Simultaneously, they reached their hands here and there. Mom and I were suddenly naked.
"Yeaahhhhhh!" was exclaimed by the first father. He had just cum all over the Pastor's face. The man had exploded a virtual gallon of semen across the Pastor's eyes, nose, and chin. I nodded my approval and instructed the Pastor to move along to the next father. The first one sat to watch the next father.
The Pastor followed his instructions, the djinn enforcing them, and moved to the second father. He fumbled his way through pulling down the man's pants and grasping his rather impressive package.
While he was getting this father hard with his hands and tongue, his eyes were averted and locked on us at the side. His wife and daughter were dancing a strip tease for my mother and me. They were moving in unison and somewhat quickly. I was pleased to see their breasts revealed. Obviously so was Mom since it did not take long for her to fill her hands with Tabi's firm D tits.
Ms. Walker did not know where to look. Should she watch Mrs. Howard and her huge tits? Or check out Tabi and my mother together? Or check out the Pastor's cocksucking abilities.
She decided on the Pastor sucking cock with the question, "Can I go closer?"
I paused a moment before answering. The djinn's "uh huh" resounded in my head.
Ms. Walker took her chair over to where the Pastor was dripping his second load of cum.
I found watching the Pastor to be a turnoff. I simply had no interest in watching two men together. Not even when it was revealed that the third father had a massive cock. Ms. Walker and the Pastor had their eyes locked on the huge hard on in front of his face.
The Pastor wasted no time in getting close and personal with the father's cock. I had seen videos in which cocks were sucked, to my mind, very forcibly. Men would have their hands locked on the woman's head or tangled in her hair forcing themselves in and out. Seeing that this father was following that mode, I turned back to the Pastor's former women.
Mrs. Howard was sitting on my hard shaft watching her husband. As much as he fought it, he could not help but watch her pussy riding up and down on my cock. Neither could he tear his eyes away from my hands pulling her massive tits up and down, side to side by my hold on her nipples.
Neither could he not watch his naked daughter on all fours licking my mother's pussy. They had angled their chair in order to give him the best view of these two women. I had a perfect view of Tabi fingerfucking herself while she worked over Mom's cunt. So did the Pastor.
With another gallon of semen on his face, the Pastor kept moving along. He looked disgusted to find that the next father was uncircumcised. However, he did not disobey, actually moving in with his tongue leading the way. His hands followed. He looked somewhat awestruck as the tip of the father's cock grew out of its sheathing.
Ms. Walker was certainly enjoying this man on man display going on in front of her. She was rubbing and squeezing her own tits while never taking her eyes off the Pastor.
I leaned over to get a good look at Mrs. Howard's face. She was watching her husband playing with the father's now fully erect cock. The Pastor's wife had a huge grin on her face. She called out to Tabi to take a look too.
Mrs. Howard's cunt was soaking wet. I could feel her juices trickling down my thighs and balls. Despite being so wet, the mother's cunt muscles had a firm grip on my dick. I was not sure how long I could hold off filling her twat with my cum.
The instruction I had given the Pastor about learning to enjoy a rock hard dick in his face was obvious by the time he had worked his way through the uncircumcised father and two more. By the time he found himself in front of the following father, his looks of disgust had been replaced with admiring smiles.
This time, he did not rush into sucking the cock. Instead, he rubbed the hard tube all across his face using it to wipe up much of the cum previously deposited on his face. I guess he felt he had enough of the other guys' semen on this guy's dick as he began to lick it clean.
I do not want to be accused of protesting too much that this was not erotic in my mind, Ms. Walker grabbed my attention. She was wriggling her tight business type skirt up her legs. When the task was accomplished, she pulled her burnt orange panties to the side in order to begin massaging her clit.
That was enough for me. With a growl in my throat, my cock began to shudder into launching a full load of my semen into Mrs. Howard's cunt. Feeling my cum spurting into her, the Pastor's wife tightened right down on my cock, beginning her own orgasm. She rode me hard and long, milking every drop of cum out of my cock.
I had not been paying particular attention to the Pastor for a few minutes or the faces of the fathers he was sucking so I was not sure of how many more dicks had been in his mouth. But, by this father, he was clearly turned on and enjoying himself. It was almost as if he were making love to his current prick.
I nudged Mrs. Howard off my lap. I stood up to watch Ms. Walker masturbating. That was sexy and erotic. My cock was hardening once more. I thought for a moment before approaching Tabi from behind. Quickly, I shoved my staff inside her, getting it extremely wet from her fluids.
As soon as that task was completed, I took Mrs. Howard by the hand and walked towards the other group. With my cock covered in the fluids of the Howard women, I approached the Pastor once he had sucked his next dick dry.
Indicating I wanted him to suck my cock, he smiled and moved in. I told him I wanted him to start by licking my cock dry. He held my shaft with one hand before beginning to lick and kiss his way up and down my shaft.
The fathers in the group looked extremely confused. Since they were unable to see me, Mrs. Howard, or Ms. Walker, it must have appeared as if the Pastor were miming sucking a cock. They must have wondered why he was sucking an imaginary cock when there were still a number of fathers awaiting their turns.
"Do you taste the liquids drying on my dick, Pastor?" I asked him.
Still licking and now swizzling the head of my shaft with his tongue, he nodded at me.
"That taste is your wife and daughter's cum you are enjoying for the last time in this lifetime."
He surprised me. I am not sure what reaction I expected but it was not this! The Pastor deep throated me. Who would have guessed he had that talent.
The djinn laughed his ass off.
His lips were tight around my dick as he slowly pulled his lips back up before lunging his face all the way down until his nose was being tickled by my pubic hair.
The two women closest to us had their fingers buried in their sopping wet pussies. This was an extremely erotic event for them. I gave Mrs. Howard a pat on her bum and a nod in the direction of Ms. Walker. Before she walked away, she pried her pussy open allowing my cum to drip out. The Pastor knew where it had originated. With the cock currently in his mouth. I am sure this turned him on even more.
While stroking my shaft in a twisting fashion, the Pastor was licking at my balls and the pubic hair that had been wet down by his wife and daughter. I don't know if he was just enjoying my cock or if the female fluids were turning him on even more.
The Pastor went back to deep throating my tool, still smiling around my cock inserted in his mouth. I have to give credit where credit is due. The man was becoming a champion cocksucker. I did not really wish to waste my semen on him so I pulled my cock out of his mouth with a plop. I had to slap his hands, lightly of course, in order to convince him to release me completely.
"Keep moving, Pastor," I said. "You have more cocks to come." Bad pun, I know.
Free of him and seeing that he was knee walking towards the next father, I turned towards his wife and my teacher. Ms. Walker had freed her spectacular tits while I was freeing myself from the Pastor. While I watched, Mrs. Howard had slipped the teacher's panties off her long, lean legs.
I had not wanted to cum in the Pastor's mouth but I did have an almost desperate need to blow my wad somewhere. Since I already fucked the Pastor's wife, and my teacher's pussy lay bare and open before me, fucking Ms. Walker was the obvious choice.
The djinn cackled in my head.
Understanding my goal, Ms. Walker and Mrs. Howard worked together to get my teacher's skirt gathered up around her waist. I knelt before her, ran my finger up her wet snatch, and allowed Mrs. Howard to guide my dick home.
"Ahhhhhhh," Ms. Walker and I moaned simultaneously.
While my teacher and I busied ourselves with the complex task, lol, of fucking, Mrs. Howard walked over to get a close up view of her husband's combined display of humiliation and depravity.
Ms. Walker had worked herself into quite a state of arousal. It did not take very long at all for her to announce her climax by shrieking at the listening world.
I glanced over my shoulder to see the Pastor lovingly sucking a new cock. But, it seemed he was also trying in vain to see my dick pistoning into Ms. Walker.
A new thought crossed my mind. With a whispered apology, I slid out of Ms. Walker's cunt, regained my feet, and walked over to stand beside the Pastor. Although his ardor for the current cock in his mouth never wavered, he was doing his best to see my cock and catch my eye. He wanted more of this boy.
We were within a foot of him, Mrs. Howard and me. I whispered into her ear. With a chortle, the Pastor's wife dropped to her knees in order to begin fondling my rod. We definitely had the slimeball's attention. He was so focused on me that he temporarily stopped moving his head up and down the dick in his mouth. He merely sat there, still holding it between his lips, and looking at my prick in a wishful, almost pleading manner.
"Do you like my cock, Pastor Worm?" I asked.
He nodded his head vigorously.
"Did you like sucking my cock, Pastor?"
More enthusiastic nodding.
Mrs. Howard was urged to start following my whispered instructions by his commitment. She took my hardened shaft in one hand, holding it out of the way, in order to begin licking my balls.
"Do you like watching your wife lick my balls, you bastard? Do you wish you were doing it instead?"
The asshole did not know how to react to my questions. First he shook his head in an aggressive no. Then he slipped into an equally aggressive nod signifying yes.
"Your wife is going to lick my shaft now, you pervert. Don't you wish it was you?"
He shook his head in approval so hard he caused a painful reaction to the father in his mouth. Mrs. Howard was doing her typically wonderful job of deep throating me.
"Your wife is going to get my cum very soon, Pastor. I am going to spray her tonsils with my semen. Do you want to watch that? Will you like watching her get the cum you so desperately want?"
Even more vigorous shaking of his head. There was some relief to the current father as the extra mouth action forced him to erupt into the pastor's mouth. It was pulled out very quickly so he could spurt additional ropes of cum on the Pastor's face.
"Tabi, come here," I called out.
The nubile teenager had my mother's mouth on her wet pussy at this point. Yet she hurried to extricate herself from their tangled limbs.
"Pastor, I think I am going to share my spunk with your daughter. Don't you think that's a great idea?"
The soon to be former Pastor was rubbing the next cock all over his face, again wiping the cum off his face with it. He indicated he did not think that was a good idea.
Mrs. Howard needed no further instructions when she saw Tabi kneel down next to her father. She gave me a few more deep sucks before removing her mouth from my dick. Wrapping her hand around me, she began jerking my cock in the direction of Tabi who was waiting with her mouth open.
In mere moments, the Pastor's daughter's mouth was being flooded with my cum. The girl stayed still letting her mother direct my hose anywhere she wanted. Tabi was soon covered in my cum, all over her face and big boobs.
Her father looked dejected at being deprived of my semen. Tabi held some out on her tongue and moved her face towards her perverted father. He reached out with his tongue while continuing to stroke the current father. Just before his tongue met his daughter's, she pulled back, making a big show of swallowing it all.
Again upsetting the Pastor, his wife knee walked over to the daughter in order to begin licking my cum from Tabi's face and tits. Still stroking, the Pastor let out a loud howl of despair.
Time passed while the Pastor sucked two more cocks and the women finished their cleaning chores. Finally, we all walked back to our area on the stage, Ms. Walker dragging her chair along behind her.
We watched the Pastor finish his cocksucking chores before doing anything but watch. He stayed on his knees watching us get dressed and continuing to check out the various dicks he had just finished fellating.
Fully clothed, I brought his attention back to me by walking over to him and handing him a toy gun I had hidden in my pocket. He looked at the toy inquiringly.
"Pastor, when everyone has left here, I want you to leave the building, still naked, walk to the nearest store and try to rob it using your gun. I want you holding the toy in one hand and your own in the other. They will call the police and you will be arrested for that crime."
I had already told my women as we dressed what my plans were for ending this monster's reign of terror over the congregation. I explained he would be locked up. He would still have a craving for cock and would do his best to get it. Whether in prison or a mental hospital, there would be ample dicks for him to suck.
"Oh, and Pastor, some of the men whose cocks you will suck will also want to fuck you in the ass. By the time you leave this building you will tolerate but loathe being fucked in the ass by random men."
I thought he was going to cry.
"Fathers, in the same order that this miserable worm sucked your cocks, you will fuck him in the ass. Unfortunately, though, we have no lubricant. You will just have to ram your dicks into his ass. Don't worry, his screaming won't be heard outside of this room."
The fathers looked from one to the other. The first father broke the silence by taking his pants right off and saying, "Here I come, Pastor Fuckhead."
My women and I left the room. The djinn was howling his laughter.
Thanks for reading this chapter. Personally, I have no interest in reading about forced sex and humiliation nor do I watch those kinds of porn videos. This chapter was all a product of my imagination.
I doubt I will be writing more on those themes. But, I would like to know your thoughts about it. All comments, good or bad, will be appreciated. High votes also tell a tale.
Thanks again.The Ring of Truth Ch. 12
Mom and I meet and enjoy our new Pastor.
As always, my characters involved in the sex are all over the age of 18. Since this is my fantasy, there are no STD's or unwanted pregnancies. All of my characters enjoy good hygiene so showers are only mentioned when part of the sex. They also eat when needed; none of my characters go hungry.
This story has taken a huge curve. I wanted to see if the ring could be used for good versus evil. It is no longer a simple sex story. The last chapter was a challenge to write. I have never written of coerced sex to this degree before. But once I had figured out the punishment, the writing came easily enough.
In this chapter, we are going to return to plain old having fun sex.
Please enjoy, comments are always appreciated and high votes massage my ego.
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"Fathers, in the same order that this miserable worm sucked your cocks, you will fuck him in the ass. Unfortunately, though, we have no lubricant. You will just have to ram your dicks into his ass. Don't worry, his screaming won't be heard outside of this room."
The fathers looked from one to the other. The first father broke the silence by taking his pants right off and saying, "Here I come, Pastor Fuckhead."
My women and I left the room. The djinn was howling his laughter.
The breakfast table was crowded the next morning. All of the women had spent the night at our house. We had to share beds- mom and me with Tabi and Ms. Walker and Mrs. Howard together- and I am sure that we all enjoyed it.
Tabi and my mother spent a great deal of time with their tongues in each other's pussies. I had my share as well since Ms. Walker came into our room to give me a blowjob while I watched Tabi bring my mother to an orgasm.
The kitchen TV was tuned to the local news station. We were treated to the sight of a naked former pastor of a local congregation being led naked and handcuffed from a neighborhood convenience to a police car. It seemed like he had attempted to rob the convenience store with an obviously toy gun.
We all applauded and laughed at this latest humiliation of the monstrous sex offender that had terrorized our temple. Even the djinn was enjoying the display as I could tell from his chuckling in my head.
Mrs. Howard, I guess I should begin addressing her by her first name since her marriage was all but kaput, Julia, turned the discussion into a serious matter.
"What is going to happen at the temple now? We need a new Pastor."
"Could we ask Priscilla to take on the role of Pastor?" asked my mother.
"I don't think the congregation would sanction it for no other reason than she is so young and inexperienced," said Julia.
"What about you?" I asked her. "Could you take on the position?"
"I doubt the congregation would support me either as I am not ordained," she responded.
"I'm sure we could work around that little problem," I said with a smirk on my face.
The djinn made a "hmmm" sound in my head.
"I doubt I have that power," the djinn told me, "since it is not strictly a sexual thing. That limits my abilities."
It was my turn to "hmmm".
Mom piped in with a suggestion.
"Julia, remember that associate pastor that filled in a couple years ago when you and your husband went to that conference in Memphis?"
"I guess she could be a consideration," responded Julia.
"Yes," said Mom. "Although she wasn't here for a long time, the congregation seemed to respond well to her."
"I'll look into her as an option as well as speak to the deacon board about their thoughts."
"Will you have any issues with them?" I asked.
"Not really," answered Julia since I am the head of the board. They would have to vote me out if they disagreed with my suggestions."
"That won't happen," I said. The djinn was in agreement with me that time. What was on his mind?
Mom looked up at the kitchen clock. So did Ms. Walker.
"Rick, you and Tabi need to think about getting ready for school. And, I need to go home and get changed," said my teacher.
Being the perfect gentleman as always, I walked her to the door. Before opening it, I took Ms. Walker into my arms in order to give her a deep, passionate kiss. Inadvertently, of course, my hands roved down to her near perfect ass so I could give her cheeks a firm squeeze. When we broke apart, the teacher left.
School was a pretty normal day. Of course, all of my sexy student colleagues and hot teachers wandered in and out of my gaze. But none were paying any particular attention to me. Jaime and I sat alone at our usual lunch table in the school cafeteria without any interruptions. I think Jaime was disappointed.
After the final bell, as I was meandering to the exit, I decided to stop by in order to have a quick word with Ms. Walker. I was surprised to see her classroom door was closed and the shade pulled down over the door window. Yet there were sounds to be heard through the door indicating there were people inside.
The green monster swarmed over me with the thought that perhaps Ms. Walker had another guy in there with her. The djinn chuckled before making the shade transparent to my gaze. Ms. Walker was in the room and she had company.
Her company was not from the student body though. She was making out with Tara Holmes, the older substitute teacher I had seen in a class yesterday. The two women had their hands roving all over each other's body and their faces were mashed together.
Watching these two fully clothed teachers through the window was an extreme turn on for me. It was much like the beginning of a really good lesbian video with my favourite MILF porn stars. Not wanting to draw attention to myself standing staring at a closed door, I moved on.
Mrs. Howard, ummm Julia, was in her car waiting for me today. Joining her in the front seat, I took particular care not to lean in for a kiss.
"What's up, Julia," I asked. "Why are you picking me up today? Where's my mother?"
"She's at home, Rick. We talked and we agreed I would pick you up today."
"Okay. Why though? What's going on?"
It seemed odd to not be in total control where any of my women were involved.
"I reached out to that Associate Pastor we used before. She is coming in for a meeting slash interview shortly. I thought you might want to participate."
"You're right," I said, "I would like to participate. But won't she think it odd that I am there?"
Julia giggled. "She won't think it odd if you attend as our new Youth Deacon."
I liked that idea very much. On our way to the temple, Julia gave me some details about the candidate. Sarah Templeton was a widow, her husband had died about six months ago in a car crash with an impaired driver. She had no kids and was alone in the world. She was close to fifty years old.
"What does she look like? I don't really remember her from her previous visit," I said.
Julia laughed at me, "You're just a horndog!"
I joined her in her laughter.
"Sarah is an attractive woman for her age. Voluptuous is the right word I think to describe her. But you'll see very shortly," Julia said as we pulled into the temple parking lot.
We entered the office to be greeted by Priscilla whom I had not seen since our encounter the other day. It was my intention to walk over and kiss her but she gave a subtle nod behind us. There was a very attractive older woman sitting waiting for Julia and me.
Introductions were made. I forced myself not to grin when I was introduced as the Youth Deacon. Priscilla looked surprised at the new title but did not give us away.
The three of us followed Julia into the pastor's personal office. Priscilla went next with the prospective pastor right behind her. I came in the rear as I wanted to check out Sarah's body along the way.
Once all four of us were seated, the three women began to discuss the current events that brought us all together. I kept my eyes locked on the voluptuous older woman.
Sarah was an attractive woman in a plain jane manner. She stood about five foot six in her high heels. High heels that could just have as easily been described as stilettoes. This was the first indication that there was more to the woman than I would have imagined.
I guess she must have weighed in the area of one hundred fifty pounds with much of the last fifty pounds being in her chest. Wearing an extremely tight, white dress blouse with the top two buttons undone, her boobs were and their size were more than hinted at.
I could see that Priscilla was fascinated by her breasts as she could not keep her eyes off the older women. This brought me back to our previous encounter and my dick began to grow.
Julia and Sarah were in the middle of a philosophical discussion concerning their spiritual beliefs. I interrupted them.
"Sarah, would you mind standing up and showing us your body?"
There was some hesitation before she agreed. Standing up, she faced towards me and took a step in my direction.
"Sarah, you are lovely," I said.
"Thank you, Rick," she said as she ran her hands up her body, stopping to cup those wonderful tits of hers.
"Would you mind turning around so I can see your ass?" I asked the woman I was certain was going to be our new Pastor.
Sarah was very light on her feet considering her size. She pirouetted before coming to a halt with her bum facing me. Again, tightness was the word of the day. Her dark skirt that did not reach to Sarah's knees hugged her ass quite deliciously. From her perch on the edge of the pastor's desk, I could see that Priscilla was fighting the urge to move closer.
Wordlessly, I held up a hand in a stay put gesture for Priscilla's benefit.
"Come closer, please." Just because I was not ready to allow Priscilla to feel up our soon to be pastor did not mean that I needed to restrict myself.
Sarah took a careful step backwards, closer to me.
"Again, please, closer," I instructed the woman.
Sarah's next step took her close enough that I was able to put my hands on her ass. I molded the skirt even tighter to her bum, highlighting her round but not hard cheeks. Yup, big and round, firm enough but not hard. My hands were able, and did, put a tight hold on them. It was a very good experience.
Wearing her high heels and stockings, her ass was pushed up and out further defining her hindquarters. Sarah had good legs as well. They were the only body part that I felt were muscular.
"Face me, please," I instructed her.
Smiling sheepishly, Sarah turned towards me. My hands made an immediate visit to her tits. They were, as I have said, large, soft, and squishable. I was pleased with them.
Julia smiled when I invited her to bring a chair and sit beside me. As she did so, I saw that Priscilla's entire body was quivering as she highly anticipated being invited to join us. I took my time just examining the older woman before allowing Priscilla to join us.
"Sarah, have you ever been with a teenager?"
"Sexually, you mean?" she asked in response. "I have only been with one man my entire life. That was my late husband," she responded.
"I see. How about women? Have you ever been with a woman?"
Nervously, Sarah shook her head in a negative manner.
"Would you mind if I became the second man to fuck you, Sarah?" I asked.
"I have been waiting for a man to want me sexually ever since my husband passed," she told me.
"And a woman? Would you be comfortable with these two women making love to you?"
"I've never been with a woman so they would have to show me what to do."
"That won't be a problem. They will be fabulous teachers for you," I said.
"Priscilla, will you please help Pastor Sarah remove her skirt and blouse?"
The young associate pastor covered the distance between her and us in almost one giant bound. In seconds, she was undoing the buttons holding the voluptuous woman's top closed.
I reached out to take Julia's hand. Simply holding hands, we watched the display in front of us. We were somewhat surprised to see that Sarah's choices in bras was very provocative. She was wearing a sky blue, satin and lace, shelf bra that highlighted her big boobs.
Priscilla moved on to her skirt. When completely unzipped, she began to tug it downwards. Sarah shimmied her hips in order to aid the younger woman in her reveal. Sarah had made good lingerie choices overall.
Her high cut panties and garter belt were in a matching hue to the bra. Obviously they had been purchased as an ensemble. The three pieces went well with the dark thigh high stockings.
"Sarah, you look fabulously sexy!" I exclaimed. The djinn agreed in my head.
The older woman blushed and murmured a thank you.
"I'm sure I would have remembered if you had worn this type of clothing on your previous visits to our temple," I commented.
"I remember you wearing more professional and less attractive clothing. Why the difference?"
Still blushing, Sarah asked if she could be completely candid with me. Nodding at her to go ahead, she began to tell us her tale.
"After my husband died, I was so lonely. As time passed I grew more and more horny as well. But unfortunately, the only men that showed an interest in me as a person and a woman were quite unattractive. And old!
In order to attract more attention from more men, I decided to lose my frumpy wardrobe, had my hair styled, and went out looking."
Sarah looked close to tears.
"No luck?"
She shook her head. "I was approached by a number of men but it didn't seem they were interested in me as a person. They called me nasty names. The nicest one they used was "slut cougar" but I learnt that was a derogatory name as well."
Tears were flowing down the poor woman's cheeks.
"I gave up looking," she said, "but I liked my new wardrobe so I kept wearing it. Even if no one else appreciated it, it made me feel sexy and attractive."
Standing up, I walked to the weeping woman and wrapped her in a big hug. Not a sexy hug, just a normal hug one might give a person in distress. Tears kept running down her face as Sarah sobbed into my chest.
"Sarah," I began, "I think you are a very sexy woman. Why don't we all go back to my house, have a nice dinner, and then you and I will make love. I would be proud to make love with you."
Surprisingly, the older woman shook her head against my chest. "No," she said.
"No?" said Julia and I simultaneously. This unnerved me as I had not been refused sex by anyone since the djinn found his way to my finger.
Sarah backed off a step, shook herself free of my embrace and looked me directly in my eyes. Tears continued to flow.
"May I be candid with you all?" she asked.
Julia answered quickly. "Of course," she said.
"I had a good marriage for almost fifteen years," she said. "My husband was the love of my life and me of his. We made love contentedly for all those years."
She hesitated and wiped her runny nose on her naked arm. Priscilla fetched her a box of Kleenex. Sarah blew her nose noisily before continuing.
"I don't need to have someone make love to me right now. There are all those memories of my late husband locked in my head. I will make love again to someone but not right now."
The other two women and I shared a glance. We were obviously all confused due to the things Sarah had shared with us earlier, she being horny and needing sex.
"Truthfully," said Sarah, "I don't want to make love with you, Rick."
"That's your decision, Sarah. We will respect it." I was going to have to talk to my ring later as I was confused by this speech.
"And, you will be our new Pastor," said Julia. "There is no coercion here."
"Thank you," Sarah said, "but I think you are misunderstanding me."
She looked at each of us in turn before continuing. "I would love to take the position you are offering. I would enjoy going to dinner with you all. I just am not ready to make love yet."
We all nodded our understanding even though I did not really understand. The djinn was giggling.
"I just want you all to fuck me," she said in an almost quavering voice.
"Rick, I want to suck your cock. Julia, Priscilla, I want to taste your pussies. I want to cum and cum over and over."
The djinn was chuckling in my head as my confusion lifted.
It took a few moments for her words to sink in. Finally understanding, I pulled our new Pastor back into an embrace. Without a word, I brought my lips to hers. Softly and gently, I poked my tongue through her closed lips. She put up no resistance as we began to make out. My hands naturally dropped to her ass in order to fondle and squeeze it.
Stepping back as directed by Julia or Priscilla, my hands were forced to the older woman's giant tits, and my pants were unzipped and lowered. I glanced over to see that Priscilla was the woman getting me prepared for our new addition.
Julia, in turn, was preparing Sarah for the encounter. Not by removing clothing but by kissing whatever part of our new Pastor's tits that my hands were not covering. In all actuality, that left Julia a great deal of tit flesh to cover.
Once I was naked, Priscilla pushed me backwards until I was forced to sit down. Although I was fairly hard, the young girl spit on her hand in order to lube my dick for the handjob she was delivering. It seemed that her dedication to lesbian sex had deserted her.
Julia asked Sarah if she had ever sucked a cock before. Sarah shook her head negatively. Julia pulled downwards on the older woman's giant tits. Is there such a thing as quadruple D's?
"Get on your knees. Priscilla will demonstrate how it is to be done," said Julia.
Yup, Priscilla's mind had been opened to sex with men. She wasted no time, while continuing to twist her fingers around my now fully erect staff, in kissing my little head. Not a closed mouth kiss either. Priscilla's tongue made sure it was included in the action.
I pulled her hand off my dick as Julia pushed Sarah closer. Julia took my balls in hand, pushed Sarah's head towards them and instructed the novice to start licking my furry jewels. Sarah offered no argument and moved in. I had not noticed when we were kissing but Sarah had a huge Miley Cyrus type tongue. I do not know how I could have missed it. I was sure the other two women in the room would be impressed.
Sarah had no inhibitions regarding her first dalliance into the world of oral sex. Her humungous tongue gently licked my hairy balls. With only a little prodding from Julia, our new Pastor took each testicle one by one into her mouth and sucked it lovingly.
Julia then directed Priscilla to give up my rod to the older woman. Priscilla hesitated for a moment or three until she saw that Julia had spread her legs and there were no impediments to her pussy. Impediments like panties. Not wanting to be left out, the younger woman stripped down, throwing her clothes and lingerie in a pile on the carpet behind us.
Wasting no further time, Priscilla launched herself at the former Pastor's wife, placing them in a lip lock. Julia had to shake her off so she could continue instructing Sarah in the nuances of oral sex.
With Julia's hand at the bottom of my hard staff, she had Sarah begin kissing my little head. That extra large tongue of hers had a wonderful effect on my staff. I was leaking precum almost from her first tongue stroke. Sarah hummed as she licked up the first droplets.
With Sarah displaying no aversions to what we were doing, Julia sat down on the chair beside mine. Priscilla wasted no time in pulling her legs apart and launching her tongue into her older lover's snatch. Julia had her hands pulling the young tongue in as far as she could.
Julia may have been enjoying Priscilla's tongue but not enough to distract her from her primary responsibility at the moment. She continued to guide Sarah instructing her how to treat my dick like an ice cream cone. Sarah understood almost immediately what was required of her and complied.
I leaned back in my favourite cock being sucked position. Arms behind my head, just relaxing, and enjoying this particular tongue's ministrations. Seemed the djinn was able to feel what I did through some sort of transference as he was sighing along with me.
Priscilla was cycling through sucking Julia's clit, licking up and down her slit, and nibbling on her thighs. Both were enjoying themselves.
Julia did not move either, simply instructed Sarah on how to treat my shaft while swallowing a comfortable amount of my prick.
"Ohhh, Sarah!" I exclaimed. "That feels so good. Keep it up and I'll be cumming soon."
Sarah grunted her understanding while doing her best to smile around my rod in her mouth. I reached down to pat the novice cocksucker's cheek. Julia added her laudatory comments to the mix.
I guess Julia was enjoying Priscilla's specific variety of oral pleasures as her attention to Sarah began to flag. Then, there was a distracting knock at the office door. Before anyone could panic, the djinn informed me my mother had arrived.
"Come on in, Mom," I called out.
In a moment, Mom was in the door taking in the entire spectrum of sex that was occurring in front of her.
"You must be Sarah, I'm Rick's mom," said Mom introducing herself.
Sarah tried to get my cock out of her mouth but I prevented it from happening. My hands quickly went from the back of my head to the back of hers.
"It's okay, Sarah. Mom is going to join us."
Sarah's eyes receded into her eye sockets as she relaxed again. Keeping her eyes on my mother as she undressed, Sarah returned to lifting her head up my staff and pushing back down just far enough to not cause her to gag.
My naked mother joined Sarah and I and began to rub my hairy balls. She watched Sarah for a bit before asking if they could share. Sarah removed her head allowing Mom to proceed.
As usual, I was reminded how much I loved my mother and our incestuous relationship. Don't tell the other women but I thought my mother was the best cocksucker in my growing harem. And she was going to be gracious enough right now to demonstrate to Sarah how it should be done.
Sarah's eyes widened as she watched mom's one hand on my testicles while her other hand swiveled around my staff. Then she added her mouth to the mix, enveloping my dick, sucking it in and pulling it back. She repeated this over and over while Sarah became more and more comfortable with my mother's participation.
Just like any other time, Mom had me on the verge of ejaculating within a relatively short time. After all, my mother is a champion cocksucker.
"Mom, stop, please stop."
Mom stopped but kept the tip of my prick in her mouth while shooting me a puzzled look.
"Sarah needs to be fucked right now," I said.
Sarah gave me a grateful look before nodding her head in agreement.
"Do you want to be fucked by my son, Sarah?"
"Yes," she responded very docilely.
"Do you need to be fucked by my son, Sarah?"
"Yessssss," she replied nodding her head.
"Tell us what you want, Sarah, what you need," said my mother.
"I want to be fucked by your son. I need to be fucked. Right now."
"Get up, Sarah. Do you know the difference between being loved and being fucked?" asked Mom.
Mom had not been present earlier when we discussed this matter so she was just bringing herself current.
Sarah gulped and shook her head. "No."
"You haven't been fucked before, Sarah?" Mom inquired.
Hanging her head shamefully, "No".
"Then you are about to experience the best time of your life, Sarah!"
"Face, Ricky, and straddle his legs," instructed my mother.
Holding my staff straight up, Mom waited for the older woman to move into the appropriate position.
"Now, I want you to lower yourself until his cock hits the opening to your pussy."
Sarah nodded while placing herself just where she was directed. I felt my prick slide past her labia and stop at the opening to her cunt. This older woman was definitely in need of some fucking as it seemed like her pussy was trying to draw me in further.
And, those wonderful tits were now within reach of my mouth and hands. I began to explore them orally and tactily. I could not, obviously get all of them in my hands or mouth. Sarah squealed as I began pinching her oversized nipples.
Mom did not have it in her mind that I was going to be able to focus on these new boobs.
"Okay, son, ram it into her before she starts begging for it."
Sarah was nodding so hard and fast I was concerned her head might fall off. With her hands on the new Pastor's hips, Mom held her motionless. Lifting my ass off the chair, hands locked on Sarah's tits, I rammed my way into her as hard as I could.
"Yaaaaaaaaaaah!" screamed Sarah.
I don't know if the yell signified pleasure or pain. I opted for it being a little of both as I pulled back and rammed my way in a second time. Then, without pausing, again and again.
The screaming moderated as she began shrieking at a lower volume. Sarah was muttering at Mom and I things we could not understand. Or perhaps Mom did as she turned the woman's head toward her and they locked lips. Sarah must not have wasted any time turning it into a French kiss as Mom had a look of surprise on her face. From the size of the invading tongue, no doubt.
Both the djinn and I laughed at this.
Sarah's pussy was not as tight as I might have hoped. Yet it was tight enough. I could feel her cunt walls trying to clamp down, trying to hold my staff inside her. She needed to perform more Kegels. Note to self, tell Mom.
Sarah was riding me like her life depended on it. Up and down she moved her body whenever I sat still. I wanted her to be the fucker as well as the fuckee. LOL.
"I'm getting close," I announced.
Mom and Sarah broke off their soul kisses to concentrate on the fucking going on.
"Do you want my son to cum inside your pussy?" Mom asked Sarah.
Sarah closed her eyes and leaned forward blocking my further titty manipulation.
"Yessss. Pleeeeeese!"
Being asked so nicely, how could I refuse this wanton older woman. I had to give her what she had been craving for so long. For all the time since her husband had passed away leaving her lonely and unfulfilled.
I rammed my staff into her as hard as I could. I could feel the semen bubbling its way up into my cock. I knew it was coming soon but I suspected Sarah was going to achieve her orgasm first. I kept ramming into our new Pastor as hard as I could but at a slower pace.
Sarah was shrieking in my ear. Mom had her hand between us, flicking the woman's clit. Her muscles tightened in her arms around me, her body in spasm. Sarah screamed the arrival of her first orgasm with me.
Knowing she was ecstatic with what was happening to her body, I renewed my hard pounding pace. It still took a few more minutes for me to spurt my cum into Sarah's cunt allowing her to orgasm a second time. She slumped down on me once she felt my cum explode into her.
Mom helped her stand, letting my deflated cock slither out of her. My mother lowered Sarah to the ground. Without waiting for an invitation, Mom climbed astride our new Pastor, beginning her exploration of the woman's body with her gigantic tits. Mom looked fascinated at these tits even though they were hanging to the woman's sides.
Mom used her mouth on the tit flesh and nipples. But, she did not spend too much time there as she had another goal in mind. Soon enough, Mom had her mouth in the woman's cunt. I could hear her slurping as she sucked my sperm from the other woman.
Sarah was still in a semi orgasmic state and it was not long before Mom's tongue in her pussy and her finger on the woman's clit had her shrieking yet again. Mom continued to work over the woman orally through three more orgasms of less intensity than the first two.
I was staring at the two when I was surprised by Priscilla's smaller tongue licking my balls of the cream that had been caught up in my hair. Julia, in turn, went to work by sucking my cock clean and hard again.
It was left up to me to decide where I wanted my cum to go next. Priscilla's mouth or pussy or Julia's.
"Hmmm," I thought to myself.
The djinn laughed uproariously at my predicament.
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